"Is she still not joining us?" The sharp tone of Cassandra rang out across the large table.

"Seeker." Varric explained, "Do you blame her, you first thing in the morning …" A loud clang radiated throughout the room as a goblet was thrown in the small annoying dwarf's direction.

Before round 2 began of bickering Cullen spoke up, "I think what Cassandra is trying to say, is why has she never sat down with us, for any meal in fact."

A quick nod of agreement came from Josephine.

"She is a strange one." Lileana spoke up, from behind a book she was supposedly reading.

A loud chuckle from across the other end of the table greeted them, "Strange does not even begin to explain that woman."

Varric turned in his seat and faced the amused Qunari, "Actually there is a point, why is it that I never see you two talking … aren't your people all about keeping together etc."

"Nah … she just doesn't like his big old horned face." Sera laughed in hysterics, earning her a glare from Bull.

"Anyways." Cassandra interrupted the now crying elf, "This can not go on, we know nothing about her and she is our leader, she could at least have the decency to join us."

Varric leaned back and stroked his stumble once again, it was true their dear leader did not socialise and well getting even a whole sentence was a victory. "Give it time seeker, give it time."

Rubbing the ache that had somehow found it's way to her left palm Tama frowned as she stared into the small fire that had been assembled in their overnight camping spot. The fight had been successful after all everyone within the small group was still functional and standing but Tama could not stop noticing that a certain big macho qunari kept ignoring her and running off like the madman he was. Of course it had helped a lot but still, he could of left at least one challenge on the battlefield for her.

Sighing to herself she crossed her legs and still kept the rhythmic pace of her rubbing her palm.

"Does it hurt?"

Tama looked to her right and noticed the curious look from Solas, quickly placing her palm underneath her leg she let a small smile appear on her face, "No it is just a habit"

Solas nodded but still kept looking over to her every once in awhile. He had noticed her frustration when they were battling some rogue templars. However after some observations he noticed that her frustration was not caused by the enemy but one certain fellow within their small group. He noticed it from the way her dagger would be viciously ripped across an enemy's throat or even from the one time she seemed to pounce (out of thin air) onto a demon and began punching it in the face, it was impressive but it was laced with stupidity as well.

"So bright eyes where did you learn to fight?"

All eyes looked at the dwarf with curiosity as it seemed he wasn't speaking to anyone in particular however only one set remained on the ground.

"Bright eyes?" she mumbled, raising a questioning brow at the dwarf.

"Had to find a nickname for you, bright eyes." he smiled, "So … tell me."

Shrugging her shoulders Tama grabbed a piece of dried ram meat and began chewing. Varric placed a hand on Bianca which was placed at his side, guess it was another night of awkward silence, but before he could protest the silence her voice carried across the small camp.

"Where did you and Bianca learn to fight?"

Varric smiled softly, so bright eyes had remembered his beloved Bianca. He chuckled to himself, readjusting in his seat he placed each of his hands on his knees and leant forward, his features now highlighted by the soft glow of the fire.

"Well when you have a wonderful older brother like mine" he shrugged, "Didn't really have a choice. But then again it could also do it with all the ladies swooning at my feet and their jealous husbands ready to place a dagger in my back."

Tama looked up a little surprised, "There is another one of you?"

Solas could not stop his small chuckle from escaping, "Unfortunately it seems the heavens allowed it."

"Wonder if the heavens realise their mistake on the maidens of Thedas."

All eyes met hers, had she? was that? "Bright eyes? … did you just crack a joke?" he looked at Solas for verification.

"I believe she did."

"Well call me a nug licker, our fearless leader has a secret sense of humor."

Tama shook her head and continued with another bite into the ram meat. It was not the best but it was slowly growing on her.

The small chatter could be heard from the outskirts of the camp where a large shadow was busy sharpening his battle axe. Bull shook his head as he heard the chuckles reach his ears. The female leader was still a puzzle and if he was honest with himself it was starting to piss him off. None of his contacts had any information on the so called Tama, absolutely nothing. He growled to himself as the wet stone slid more across the edge of the blade. His instincts were screaming at him that something was not right, of course it wasn't the fact she could wiggle her fingers at fade rips and close them, or the fact she was brutal in battle. There was just something that did not sit well within his gut and he had learned to always trust his gut.

He rubbed his temple, he would have his contacts search again, there was always something, always even the smallest of details. He looked over to her, she was everything a Qunari looked like but there was something in the way she spoke and held herself that spoke of other things.

Of course it was well known knowledge and they both never spoke more than a few choice words, never socialised together or even sparred. He remembered the first time he had set eyes on this new leader of the inquisition.

The reports had been flooding in about this new 'army' being established and it was only a number of days before his contacts within the Qun gave him his orders. The rumors had reached him and the chargers first, they spoke of a Qunari leader and her blasphemous followers. At first he thought it was bullshit, what the hell was a Qunari doing leading a bunch of humans, elves and the odd dwarf? and on behalf of the chantry, definitely bullshit.

Then of course he saw her walking up to him and the chargers after their small battle on The Stormed Coast, definitely Qunari he couldn't see her face but from the height it was a dead giveaway not many people were nearly a foot taller than a human.

Walking up to her he noticed he was still taller, small for a qunari he thought to himself holding out a hand. A gloved one met his with a brief handshake.

It was only when she pulled her hood down that his attention was fully on her, she was definitely a qunari, a female qunari at that. Everything from her grey skin, white hair which was knotted over her shoulder to the two horns which reached back across the side of her skull, to the thick accent which seemed to try and word its way around the common tongue.

However it had not escaped his noticed that her bright purple eyes were watching his assessment and then there it was, the shut down, the invisible wall when he mentioned his ben hassrath connection.

Interesting. very interesting…

It was soon after that he sent word to his contacts and began investigating this female, only then he didn't realise just how much she would get underneath his skin.

Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read through these first few pages. It is my first fanfiction and there is only me editing this so please excuse any mistakes. Also I may stray away from the game and certain storylines between characters but trust me when I say there is a reason.