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It took weeks of meticulous planning, but Ven was finally ready to perform the exorcism. Dorian, Solas and Ven had spent at least half a dozen nights huddled together in the library figuring out all of the runes necessary for a possession of this magnitude. The three of them had been using all the resources at their disposals to find source material to base the removal off of. Dorian, of course, was using his contacts back in Tevinter for answers, but he kept running into the same problem. The only solution that they were giving him was bloodmagic. Bloodmagic was forbidden, that went without saying. There were far too many Templars here that would attempt to kill them for even thinking about using bloodmagic. More often than not, Solas would hear Dorian and Ven arguing over different magical theory while he worked in the rotunda. Some nights Solas wasn't even sure the two of them made it back to their rooms. It was causing quite a lot of rumors.

Ven had been asking different clan's firsts for their opinions, not that Solas put a lot of stock in the wisdom of the Dalish, but it made Ven leave Skyhold, which usually freed up a bit of time that Solas could spend with Ellana, who was planning her assault on Adament.

Some of the firsts were willing to share texts that they had found or kept over the years. He seemed to have some luck with that.

Solas, as everyone expected, asked the spirits for guidance. He wasn't overly familiar with possessions. Spirits had the ability to become corporeal if they so desired in ancient times, but that was no longer the case, causing the need for possessions to occur. The spirits he'd spoken to were rather tight lipped on the process. It seemed to be a guarded secret.

In the end they didn't have too many options. Solas found that without using blood magic there weren't too many different ways to pull a spirit as corrupted as Vengeance out of Anders and they had assured Hawke they would be able to do this and Ellana was beginning to doubt their abilities.

Ven had eventually found an obscure text written in ancient elven that held the answers they were looking for. Solas had dated it from after the fall, but before the rise of the Chantry. He'd received it from a clan not too far from his own, but the text itself took weeks to get to Skyhold and the elf that had brought it had refused to give the book to anyone, but Clan Lavellan's First, much to Solas' annoyance.

Ven had carefully taken the text, traded something covered in halla leather and made his way towards the library. Ellana watched the exchange next to Solas, "He might not seem like it, but he is a very good first. He's great at communicating with the other clans in a way that not many can achieve," she boasted, eyes shining with pride over her brother's rather meager accomplishments. Solas wanted to scoff as he looked around Ellana's throne room. This elven woman had brought Thedas together and was stitching the sky and she was proud of her brother talking to other clans?

He would never understand this woman. He shook his head and made his way to follow Ven. He was going to need to the help him with translations.

Ven had eventually double-checked his translations with Solas before declaring he had found the correct runes and spell work of the ritual. They would only be able to attempt this once, so they were going to need to make it count.

They would need three mages, a rune circle and in the end, much to both Solas' and Ven's displeasure, they were going to need to bring Ellana into the same room as the spirit. Ellana had enough to do as it was and she didn't need to be in the same room as a temperamental spirit of Vengeance. They were going to need her connection to the fade, to open a rift so they could properly expel the demon and seal it away, till the next sorry soul struck a deal with it.

She agreed to help with shrug of her shoulders. She had opened rifts once or twice before and was willing to assist them in fulfilling her promise to Hawke. The two women had created some kind of awkward friendship and Ellana never broke a promise.

Of course, Anders had no idea about this entire operation. No one wanted Vengeance to figure out their plan and destroy Skyhold. So, here they were in the undercroft of Skyhold, runes ready and waiting. Dagna had been more than happy to lend her space to them, as long as she got to watch. The only parameter was not to blow up her stuff. Only she was allowed to destroy her equipment with ill thought experiments.

Ven and Dorian were quietly flirting and discussing magical theory, much to Ellana's and Solas' annoyance.

"Oh, come on, Dorian, you have to admit that the Dalish savage managed to outsmart you here. I found and translated the text," Ven teased, wiggling a finger in Dorian's face.

Dorian scoffed inching his face closer to Ven in what Solas supposed was an intimidating manner. Or, it would have been that way, if Ven didn't grin and move closer. "Hardly, I would have figured out some way to remove the spirit using what I'd found in Tevinter."

"Can you two wait until after we remove the spirit to ease your sexual tension?" Ellana asked, fidgeting with her blades, the demon slaying rune within made them glow with an unnatural light. Her comment caused the two to jump a part, Dorian's face reddened slightly at her accusation and Ven grinned unrepentantly at his sister.

Ellana was leaning against the far-right wall pointedly ignoring her brother as he poked Dorian's mustache. She looked exhausted, bags were under her eyes. She had been planning their attack on Adament for the better part of two weeks and it was showing.

Her eyes were trained on the door, her hands grasping the hilts of her dual blades. Solas stood next to her waiting for Hawke to bring her lover into the room. It didn't take that long. As soon as they heard footsteps they got into position. Dorian and Solas were going to assist in grounding and channeling magic through Ven, who had done similar exorcisms in the past. Solas wasn't sure that Ven was going to be able cast this spell properly. The amount of magic needed should be beyond a mortal mage, child of an Ancient or not.

"Ready to begin?" Ellana asked, watching her brother warily, the mark on her hand pulsing slightly. He nodded, making his way to the center of the room. He clapped his hands twice, sparks igniting when his hands met. Ven was nearly glowing with power as the runes became brighter and brighter, almost blindingly so.

Solas realized that he had never seen Ven cast magic before this, never questioned if he had the sheer power to hold a spell like this without faltering. The young mage must have a ridiculous amount of mana reserved. Solas hadn't realized that just how much power this spell was going to require, no wonder Ven asked for two other mages to help him.

It wasn't long before the sound of footsteps and quiet chatter could be heard from the stairwell. The runes began to light up under and Ven's feet. The door opened and Solas saw Hawke push Anders forward into the room. The runes were pulsing with power and as soon as Anders stepped into the room the spirit reacted, taking over the mage's body, but it was trapped.

Blue wisp like chains bound him, causing the spirit to go to onto its knees. "You dare attempt to bind me?" The spirit asked struggling against the binds.

Ellana stepped forward, blades swinging at her sides. "No one is binding you. We're removing you and sending you back to the fade," she promised with a threatening hiss to her voice.

"You don't have the power!" It challenged, attempting to break the chains.

Solas saw Ven's knees quiver slightly, but none of them could move from their spots. Only Ellana could move freely.

Solas felt a tug on his mana as Ven sent a powerful pulse of magic into the chains causing the spirit to choke on his words, a guttural noise leaving Anders' throat. Solas narrowed his eyes at Ven, that was entirely unnecessary and the small grin on Ven's face just affirmed that it was just for show. Ven was lucky that Solas had a deep reserve of mana, he wasn't sure how long Dorian would last though, so they'd needed to make this quick.

"It seems we do have the power," Ellana said as she raised her left hand, calling the power of the fade to her.

Solas felt a very faint tug on his mana this time as Ven uttered words in Elven. At first it seemed like nothing was happening until suddenly Vengeance and Anders began to separate in a hazy blur. It was as if there were two of them with Vengeance as only an after image, but seconds later Anders slumped over and only the spirit remained upright, glowing a sickly blue. Vengeance seemed disoriented so Ellana opened up a small rift and Ven sent out a powerful mind blast that brought Dorian to his knees, caused Solas' to buckle slightly, and blasted the spirit towards the rift. Ellana brought her blade up and pushed the spirit the rest of the way in, brought her hand up and sealed the portal with a pained grunt. Solas could see that her hand was an angry red from opening and closing a rift in such a short amount of time.

Ven released the spell and Solas let out a breath. He was going to be tired tonight, but Ven looked ready to drop, his usually tan skill pale and sickly, his lips white. As the runes dimmed it became more obvious just how much effort it took to remove the spirit. It wasn't long before Ven staggered over against the wall behind him. Both Dorian and Ellana went over to him. His sister put a hand to his forehead and wiping away a bit of sweat from his face. He was going to be out for hours.

Solas watched as Hawke rushed over to Anders checking for a pulse and sighing in relief when she found one. "Come on you fool, get up," she muttered slapping his cheeks until the mage stirred.

"Hawke? What happened? Where's Vengeance?"

Tears gathered in her eyes. "Gone. The Inquisitor and her friends removed it."

It wasn't long before the group staggered out of the Undercroft. Ellana and Dorian carried Ven to his room even though it was obvious that the ordeal took a great amount of energy out of both of them as well.

Solas made his way back to the rotunda and laid down on the sofa and closed his eyes, just until he felt rested.

So, where does Ven get his power from? =3 Everything is coming together. Next chapter is all about the fade. It's going to be a really long chapter. Originally, I was going to break it into three parts, but I've decided against it. I want the story to progress and I figured that you all would prefer it if I gave you some longer chapters.

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