A huge dragon stood proudly in front of her, the wind and rain seemed to slide over the mighty beasts scales of skin giving it an unearthly shimmer, it's yellow eyes fixed solely on the object in front of it. Tama watched as it licked its lips slowly, the pupils focusing fully on her. Every time it parted its lips she could feel the static of electricity run up her arms, causing the small hairs on her body to stand on end. The rain seemed to become heavier, she resisted the urge to wipe the water from her eyes, she knew that if she made any sudden movements it would only be seconds before she was inside its stomach.

Slowly moving her hands to the daggers which sat at her side she let the hilt run over her palms, the reassuring weight of them letting her breath more steadily. Think Tama … think it is only a dragon … a big ass fucking dragon!

Her thoughts were quickly thrown to the howling wind as a huge claw made its way to her, thankfully her reflexes still seemed to work and her body threw itself to the side out of its reach, rubbing the water from her eyes she focused once again on the dragon as it turned snarling at her its eyes now only pinpoints in deep amber.

Another deafening roar was released to the sky before it tried once again. Tama rolled out of its reach towards it, without so much as thinking she let herself go into automatic pulling her daggers from their holding, in one quick practiced movement she swiped at the left leg, her daggers only barely scraping against the scale of armor that was its skin.

"Shit" she muttered rolling once again this time rolling underneath the underside and landing to the right, the beast taking its time to register where the prey was.

Letting the daggers twirl in her hands Tama looked for another opening before once again going for the left leg, focus on one limb at a time she chanted in her mind letting the blades do their work.

The roar seemed to echo around them, standing everyone grabbed their weapons searching around for the object of the noise.

"What in the hell was that !?" Varric shouted cocking Bianca making her ready.

Grouping together the three men glanced around when another shuddering roar reached their ears, the trees around the camp seeming to bow with it's power.

"Where is the inquisitor?" Blackwall queried looking around.

It was then Dorian noticed the soft shimmering of green in the distance, "There!" he screamed whilst running ahead, letting the magic slowly begin to buzz around him, trust her to find a fight he thought. However when they reached the point where the pebbled beach met the mud of the forest they all stopped as they saw what their dear inquisitor was actually fighting.

"Maker's balls." Varric muttered before shooting an arrow into the beast's direction, momentarily distracting it from Tama.

"Is that!?" Dorian asked readying his staff.

"Now is not the time sparkler!" Varric shouted, climbing a nearby rock and loading Bianca once more.

Her lungs were burning, her arms slowly becoming heavier from her attacks, rolling once more she noticed the dragons distraction, turning she looked and saw her party members, a smile appearing on her face "Thank the heavens." she muttered before drawing her attention back to the dragon with a renewed determination as it began walking towards them.

The battle seemed to stretch out forever, whenever she or Blackwall thought they had made progress on the limbs of the beast it seemed to become stronger and attack more wildly. Taking refuge behind a rock she was quickly joined by a heavy breathing Blackwall, "There is no winning this." he stated between deep breaths.

"There is always a way." Tama commanded gazing over the rock as the beast turned to their direction. Slipping her daggers into her grip once more she nodded to Blackwall, "Think you can distract it for a moment I have a plan."

All she needed was his nod and he was running to the beast screaming his war cry. Taking a deep breath Tama counted in her head, it was time to end this, she had noticed Dorian becoming fatigued from mana withdrawal and she doubted Bianca had much ammunition left. Looking to the sky she sent a silent pray to whoever or whatever was up there before disappearing within a veil of smoke.

Blackwall once again concentrated on the left leg of the dragon, his hits softly showering him with blood, jumping out of the way of the beast's mouth it was then he noticed Tama appearing out of thin air.

With one quick motion she had rolled underneath its stomach, using his distraction wisely she placed both of her daggers upto the hilt into the soft underside, earning a screeching roar from the beast, not wasting time she placed all her weight and power into her daggers and dragged the blades across its skin. The blood began to blind her but she did not stop, the roaring was deafening her, 'This ends here' she thought before dragging the blades deeper into the stomach of the beast.

Time seemed to stop as the beast reared up with one last deafening roar, however Tama was not ready for the kick that threw her into the air and into the cliffs behind her, with a loud thud her body hit the rock before finally settling on the pebbles below.

They watched as the dragon took one last breath a smile of victory on their faces was short lived as they saw her body being flung through the air as if it weighed nothing more than a feather, then with a sickening thud it collapsed to the ground.

Opening her eyes she could see the blur of movement in front of her, she tried to move her arms and legs but she felt nothing. Coughing she felt a warmth fall from her lips, she wanted to move, she had to move but her body was not responding.

The shouting of voices reached her ears but she couldn't make them out, who was it? she thought, trying to lift her head she felt the pain radiate down her skull, then the sweet bliss of darkness overtook her.

It was the usual day at Skyhold once again. It seemed that whenever Tama left its grounds everyone became quiet, it just seemed unnatural. Normally it would be full of laughter, clashing of weapons, songs being sung, the laughter of children but now only the odd murmur of conversation could be heard throughout the Tavern. The wall was slowly being repaired even though it did not seem to phase any of the customers especially the regulars.

Everyone was staring into their ale with interest, everyone seemed content in their own company when the flurry of movement and shouting reached the tavern walls.

"HEALERS! I NEED EVERY HEALERS NOW! SOMEONE GO GRAB SOLAS" Cullen's voice could be heard roaring through out Skyhold.

Bull stood from his usual spot in the tavern and walked outside seeing a flurry of movement. People seemed to be panicking, was this another attack by that god thing? unconsciously he looked to the sky but all that stared back was the ice blue of the mountain sky. It did not take him long to see a worried Lileana ordering her people about. It only took him a few strides to get to her, it did not miss his notice that she had a map of The Storm Coast spread out in front of her on a makeshift wooden table.

"What's happening?" he asked, trying to avoid running into people as they ran past, handing what must of been reports.

Lileana looked at him he was taken aback this is the first time he had seen the almighty spymaster look uneasy, he could see the water building up at the corner of her eyes. He doubted she would ever cry in public but anyone could tell that she was trying to hold it back the best she could.

Ringing her hands nervously Lileana motioned for Bull to step aside. Looking around to make sure she was not overheard she explained in a hurried breath, "We have just received word that the Inquisitor has been badly injured on the coast." Another piece of paper was put in her hand she quickly nodded for the soldier to leave, "Apparently she fought a dragon and was injured badly, she is still unconscious according to Cole, she is on her way back here as quickly as they can move." with a worried glance she turned back to the map.

Bull could not believe what was being said. This had to a nightmare… no more of a cruel joke. However he just had to look up and notice all the worried faces hurrying to their duties, this was no joke and definitely no nightmare, that stupid woman had gone and got herself injured. Cursing he grabbed her arm, "Where are they?!" he growled.

"A few miles out." she pointed to the map showing a small road. Bull knew it, they had travelled that way when following Solas' guidance.

Turning without saying a word Bull grabbed his equipment and strode across to the stables, grabbing his stead he made his way to the main gate. Cullen could still be heard shouting orders, he didn't need to tell the man where he was going Bull knew from the nod he was given that Cullen knew his intentions. "Solas." Bull stated seeing the mage making his way down the stone stairs.

"On my way." Solas replied placing his staff onto his back in one swift movement.

It seemed only a matter of moments before both him and Solas were making their way to the party. "Trust that woman to do this." Bull cursed once again, nudging his horse to go faster.

"Only she could discover a dragon." Solas pondering out loud. Of course this sounded exactly like Tama. He had been taken back by her questions regarding his travels in the fade. At first he thought she had been evaluating him, as Cassandra had done but then when he mentioned old battlefields he saw the childlike wonder in her eyes, she had been genuinely interested in his travels and studies. A number of times he had noticed her carrying or reading books on old lore and beasts especially dragons. He could not stop himself from rolling his eyes as the last thought crossed his mind.

Bull still could not bring his mind to process what was happening. A dragon! he was going to tell that woman exactly how much of a fool she was, then again where the hell were the others whilst she was trying to play the mighty warrior. Cursing once again Bull could not stop himself from thinking about maybes or if's … if only he had been there? maybe if she had an ounce of sense in that thick ox skull.

"According to reports Dorian has stabled her as much as he could but of course he is no healer." Solas spoke breaking Bull's train of thought, he could only nod in agreement. All of them were going to get one hell of a lecture from him when he reached them.