New Recruit?

The village is now bustling with movement as each merchant, chantry sisters, chancellors and soldiers busied themselves. Solas packed and ready for the day ahead is waiting for the others to wake up. Cassandra walks out from her cabin, walks over towards Varric's and starts banging on the door. She screams at him to wake up. When it became evident he isn't going to wake up, Cassandra kicks the door open and goes inside yelling at him to wake up. Solas, amused, listens as Cassandra keeps on yelling at Varric. He hears another door open and turns around to see Lavellan wearing a new set of clothes and her bag packed. She covers her mouth as she yawns and scans the area and spots him. She smiles and starts walking towards him.

"On dhea." She said smiling at him.

"On dhea." He replied nodding at her.

"Varric is still asleep I take it? Since Cassandra is yelling." She said, looking towards the cabin.

"Yes, but I think he is awake now. Most likely just teasing her now." He replied smiling to himself.

"Well…at least we know today will be another great day!" She beamed.

"You are very optimistic." He said looking at her.

"Well…one of us in the group has to be." She looks up at him with a smile.

"I shall try not to be a pessimist then." He replied giving her a slight smirk. She laughs at his reply.

"Ma serannas Hahren, for last night." She points at the wounded shoulder.

"Sathem lasa halani Da'len. I am happy to help. How does your shoulder feel now?"

"It hurts a little but nothing I can handle." She said reassuring him.

"I'm glad." He replied with a hint of relief in his voice.

He and Lavellan smiled at eachother. They hear Varric asking Cassandra to calm down and he is awake. They see Cassandra walk out with a scowl on her face. Varric pokes his head out the door and has a satisfied grin on his face. He notices Solas and Lavellan and waves at them, they in turn waved back. Cassandra, now walking towards them. Lavellan starts walking towards her meeting her halfway.

"Good morning!" She said cheerily. Solas is surprise how easily Lavellan can make Cassandra's mood change.

"Good Morning He- Lavellan." She replied with a smile on her face.

"Such an eventful morning today isn't it?" Lavellan replied as she linkes her arms with Cassandra. Cassandra chuckled.

"You could say that. Good morning Solas." She greets him.

"Seeker." He replies.

The two women stood just a little below him, surprised that Cassandra didn't mind Lavellan linking her arm with hers.

'You continue to surprise me Da'len.'

"The watchtowers that was requested has now been made. As soon as Varric is ready we should head out to the horsemaster to inform him." Cassandra started.

"Wonderful!" Lavellan hugs Cassandra in delight. Solas sees Cassandra stiffened. He thought she would push her away, but instead Cassandra gave a small smile.

"See Solas everything will be fine today!" Lavellan looks up at Solas smiling happily at him. He just nods in return.

Finally, Varric comes out with Bianca on his back, ready for the day. He greets them enthusiastically, together they start walking towards their horses. Once mounted, they start heading towards the horsemaster's house. They kept their steady pace on the road. Lavellan starts picking up elf roots, and iron stones whenever she sees one and puts them in her bag. Cassandra and her rode side by side in the front line while Solas and Varric are behind them. She and Cassandra starts laughing about something in their conversation. Solas has never seen Cassandra laughing whole heartedly. Lavellan's laugh made his heart feel light and warm. Solas couldn't help but stare at her. She seems to have a talent of making people feel at peace. Varric notices this and couldn't help but tease him about it. He grins, this is the perfect time to do so.

"You know chuckles." He begins. "I can't help noticing you staring at Lavellan almost the whole time of this little adventure we have." Solas turns his head towards him.

"What are you saying Child of the stone." Solas replied.

"All I'm saying is…if you want the girl, might want to tone down staring at her before she thinks you're a creeper."

"I am just making sure that she is alright. The Mark on her hand may be stable but you never know when it'll act up." He said as a matter of fact.

"Sure, but I don't think the mark is on her face though. Last I checked it was on her left hand." Varric replied smirking. He rides past him, leaving Solas to his thoughts and starts talking to the women. Lavellan turns around and sees Solas on his own. She slows her pace until Solas caught up to her and they ride side by side.

"Everything alright Hahren?" She asks, concern about him.

"Yes, I was just thinking." He replied.

Lavellan is not the type of person to pry into someone's private thoughts and smiles at him. They ride in silence. Varric starts telling Cassandra about his adventure with the Champion. Lavellan takes in her surroundings. Without the battle between the Mages and Templars, demons and wolves wreaking havoc, the place is actually peaceful. The trees; green and tall, tall green grass with some turning orange, different colored flowers blooming around. Birds, fennecs and rams all peacefully enjoying their surroundings. She closes her eyes and lets her mind wander. Solas notices and knew she is daydreaming. He slowly inched his way close to Lavellan's reigns and with one hand guides the horse alongside his. She is so beautiful to watch. Her peaceful and calm nature made his soul feel at ease. He has never met a woman that could affect him like this. Never in millennia.

'No…you mustn't let this distract you from your duty. Remember your purpose. Remember the people that needs you. Do not let yourself lose control. Do not give into your desires. It is better to not be attached.'

After being on the road for a while Solas hears Cassandra saying they are approaching Dennet's house. Cassandra's voice snaps Lavellan's day dreaming as she opens her eyes and looks around confused. Solas notices and leans close to her.

"Day dreaming again Da'len?" Lavellan let outs a little yelp, Solas settles back on his horse. "Ir abelas, I did not mean to startle you." Lavellan looks at him and gives a shy smile.

"It's not your fault. It is mine for letting my mind wander…again." She let out a small sigh.

"Tell me, do you daydream often? If this question is too personal, you don't have to answer. I am just…curious." Solas said looking at her, searching her face.

"I…yes…a lot more than I hoped for." She replied looking down at her hands.

"What do you daydream about?" He asked.

"A lot of different things…" She replies. Solas quirks an eyebrow. "Hmm... I daydreamed that I lived here freely, peacefully and have a tiny house around the corner. I'm tending to my own herbs and feeding the animals that crosses by. I dreamed I was having a carefree life. I know it sounds…childish but it was just a thought that I let myself picture in my mind."

"Ah…the simple joys of life." He said, understanding the meaning of her answer. "Do you wish to have a life like that one day?" He asked.

"Maybe…? I haven't decided yet. With all of this happening. The anchor, demons, The Breach, Mages and Templars against eachother, and Chantry want me dead. I never really had time to actually think of it as possible." She replies, now looking ahead.

"I see your point." It was all Solas could say and they both fell silent as they approach Dennet's house.

'Ir abelas da'len. This was not supposed to happen. I have given you a burden that you shouldn't be carrying…'


As the group gets closer to the gates of Master Dennet's home they dismounted off their horse. Solas helps her down seeing her wounded shoulder still gives her discomfort. She thanks him and the group make their way to talk to Dennet, his wife and the stable boy. Lavellan tells them the wolves will no longer be a bother and that the watch towers have been built. Dennet is pleased and tells them his going to send his finest horses to Haven. Lavellan is happy and asks if he is also going, but he explains he cannot. Cassandra steps in and talks him into joining, and he agrees. Dennet and the group will meet eachother back at Haven once their business in Hinterlands is done.

After successfully getting the horses and convincing Dennet to join, the group goes on and searches for rifts. They settle on some camps for food and rest. From morning till afternoon they have closed rifts and fought off demons. They found and wiped the Templars base, and the Rebel Mages base. People reporting bandits stealing and killing refugees along the way. The group found the base for the bandits and cleared that area. Hinterlands is slowly becoming peaceful again. As the group goes around the area, Solas could not help but feel proud of Lavellan as she helps a woman give her husband's ring, helping a man get the potion from his son for his wife, she already recruited two agents for the inquisition. She was unintentionally giving the inquisition a good reputation, without even realizing it. All she wanted to do was help whoever needed help.

The group settles on a camp and everyone is exhausted and bloody from killing demons, scattered bandits, mages, templars and occasionally bears. In truth it was probably Lavellan's fault as she keeps bumping into bears each turn. They all put their belongings down and went to a stream to freshen up.

"Should have seen your face, when you realized you bumped into that bears ass!" Varric laughed.

"Oh ha ha. I didn't do it on purpose to slam into him. He was just right there!" Lavellan tries to defend herself, but blushing didn't help her case.

"I'm surprised no one has called you the "Bear butt seeker" after all the bears we encountered." Said Varric.

"At least we all came out alive. That is what mattered." Cassandra said, cleaning her face with a towel.

"In any case, we did get some good bear hides. I think Harriet would be pleased." Solas added.

"You know I could get used to this. This group is not bad at all." Varric as he wiped his crossbow clean. "Reminds me of the days I used to share with the champion of Kirkwall."

"You had adventures like this with the champion?" Asked Lavellan, as she scrubbed her arms with a cloth.

"Oh yes, a lot of mischief, adventures and other stuff." Varric grinned at the last part of his sentence. Cassandra just made a grunt noise.

"Can you share one of your adventures?" Lavellan asks, now curious and excited.

Varric smiles and as he cleans his weapon he starts talking about the adventures he had with the champion and their friends. Lavellan was enjoying every exaggerated parts of the stories. Cassandra telling Varric to stop exaggerating things and Solas, just listening contently. All of them sat by the edge of the stream while cleaning their weapons listening to Varric's stories. After they were done with cleaning up they walked back to the camp and started refilling their bags with potions and bandages. One of the scout walked up to Lavellan and asked to speak to her. The scout explained that they are in short of healers and would appreciate if they can find at least one more healer. Lavellan asked if they knew a place to look, the scout told them to walk down the Redcliffe path and when they see a field clear of trees they will find a house. Rumors say that a powerful healer lives nearby. The group grabbed their stuff and mounted on their horses, and rode towards the Healer's house.

They follow a path. Trees on each sides, their branches entangled together. Everything is peaceful. Not once did they come across a demon, or bandits. Lavellan notices there wasn't even a single fennec, bird or ram nearby. Something is not right about this place, and she can tell her group also felt the same.

"Has anyone noticed…how very peaceful this place is?" Varric whispers.

"Yes, Varric." Cassandra replied a little annoyed.

"I hope this healer is not some kind of witch that magically transported us somewhere." Varric commented.

"No, we are still in the Valley." Solas said. "The magic around here…is strong…and its getting stronger each time we get close. Can you feel it Lavellan?" Solas looks at Lavellan. She closes her eyes and feels the magic around her.

"Solas is right…but…this magic doesn't feel evil. At best…its welcoming us." She said looking at her companions.

"Well…if you think we are safe, I believe you." Varric replied looking around still on guard.


They ride on the path for what seemed endless until they saw a clearing to their right. The scout was right; the area is a big open field of tall grasses. In the corner a small house. A gust of wind blew around the group that sent their clothes flying. The area felt so peaceful, it looks like it wasn't touched by the war that transpired in the Hinterlands at all. They get off their mount and tied them to the trees and starts walking towards the house. Solas feels like he is having a deja vu. Realization hit him, this was in the dream. He should have known it on the way here when the trees they passed and the open field looked very similar to the dream. He straightened himself to avoid suspicions and composed his face. As they get near the house they see the door is open. Lavellan steps up and knocks on the door. They hear a soft voice telling them to enter. They go inside and sees a woman; an elf. She is busy making poultices and grinding herbs, until she notices them.

"Oh, hello. I was not expecting visitors." She said as she wipes her hands with her apron.

"Sorry to disturb you." Lavellan starts. "We are agents of the inquisition." Motioning to herself and her companions.

"Oh, well I am Asvhalla, apprentice healer…and…most recently became the head healer." She replied.

"Most recently?" Asked Varric.

"Yes…my teacher; Hahren, recently promoted me as the head healer." She said nervously. "I'm sorry this is…actually first time greeting visitors alone…"

"You said…you have a teacher, where is she now?" Solas asks.

"She's in the garden picking herbs, I can call her if you'd like. Or I can take—"she stopped mid-sentence when a voice spoke behind them.

"Asvhalla, can you help me put these baskets on the kitchen table."

Lavellan, Varric, Cassandra and Solas turns around to see the back of a cloaked woman. When she turns around to face them, she stops and smiles. She puts her hood down and reveals her dark hair. The striking feature about her is her eyes, they are dark blue as the night sky with a bit of twinkle, like stars shimmering inside them. Lavellan is in awe of this woman, she is an elf but…different. Taller and more...bustier. She has never seen any elf that looks like her. Lavellan is enchanted by her.

"Oh, my apologies I did not know we have guests." She looks over their shoulders to Asvhalla.

Asvhalla walks past the group and helps her with the baskets full of herbs and spices. She walks towards the kitchen and starts putting the herbs in their respectful jars. The woman took her cloak off and hangs it on a wall. She is wearing a simple ankle lengthen brown dress. A blue sash around her tiny waist. The dress hugged her body on the right places and shows her lean and slender body. Solas, who has been silent and shock, has a hard time keeping his composure. He has to use all his will and strength to not show any emotions. The woman smiles as she walks past them and gestures to some chairs.

"Please, sit."

Everyone takes a sit and the woman sits facing them. Asvhalla comes back with some cups. She gives each of them a drink. Lavellan and the group all stared at it for a while. The woman couldn't help but giggle a little.

"It's herbal tea, it's good for you." She said, knowing their hesitation.

"Thank you." Lavellan replied and takes a sip of her tea. To her surprise, it is nothing like a normal tea. It is sweet, and as the liquid goes down it has a hint of mint to sooth the throat. Cassandra and Varric took a sip and is surprised too. Solas just looks at his cup. Lavellan clears her throat and speaks first.

"We are agents of the inquisition, and we were told a healer lives here. I was hoping if you can lend us your help. The refugees need all the help they can get." Before she could answer, Asvhalla speaks.

"I doubt those refugees would risk their lives for a "Knife-ear." Why should we risk ours for them?" She sneers.

"This is how you start changing things." Lavellan simply answers her.

"On behalf of Asvhalla as her mentor…I apologize for her rude behavior." The woman bowed her head slightly to Lavellan.

"Oh…no problem, please, I understand with the war and everything that happened I cannot blame her." Lavellan replied and smiles at her. Asvhalla feeling ashamed hid behind her mentor's chair.

"Forgive me I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Erelan, Once the main healer of this place now I passed on to Asvhalla."

"I am Lavellan, first of my clan. These are my friends Varric, Cassandra and Solas."

Erelan smiles and nods at each of them, when her eyes meets Solas' they stare at eachother far too long for two people that just met. When they broke contact, Lavellan starts telling both women on how the refugees are in dire need of help.

"Each day refugees flock to the main camp, and we have limited healers. We would appreciate it if both... or one of you could join and help." Erelan stays silent. "On my word." Lavellan starts. "The inquisition soldiers will protect both or one of you." Erelan hums. Contemplating.

"Forgive me if I'm too blunt. Who is to say that the Inquisition soldiers would actually protect us? Elves." Erelan said.

"We have people who report what they see to our spymaster, and if we find that both...or one of you have been treated unjustly we will punish those responsible." Cassandra replies. Erelan looks at Cassandra then to Lavellan.

"What is this Inquisition? The purpose?" Erelan asks.

"It is to right the wrongs. Make the world whole again." Solas answers.

"I see." Erelan ponders for a moment. "Asvhalla will go, alone." Asvhalla looks at her, shocked.

"What about yourself?" She asks.

"I will stay here, of course. Someone has to tend the garden." Erelan replies simply.

"But-"Asvhalla is about to protest when Erelan hushes her with a single hand up.

"You will be fine; I believe you can do this. You've been under my care since the day you came to me and I know you will make me proud." She said as she stands up and kisses the young elf's forehead, like a loving mother. Asvhalla nodded her head and looks at Lavellan and her party. Erelan puts an arm around her.

"I will hold onto your word Inquisition agents. I leave Asvhalla in your care."

"You will not regret it. She will be well taken care of." Varric replies. "I can vouch for that." He adds. Cassandra rolls her eyes.

"When do we depart?" Asvhalla asks.

"As soon as possible." Cassandra replies.

"Then...let me just pack up some things and I shall accompany you."

Asvhalla walks inside her room and starts packing her things.

"Don't forget to bring some herbs and tonics!" Erelan calls out.

Avhalla comes out with a sack on her back, and starts grabbing some herbs and tonics. Lavellan and the others starts standing up and waits for her.

"Have everything you need?" Erelan asks.

"Yes...I have everything." She replies. She looks at Lavellan and the others. "I'm ready."

Lavellan smiles and starts walking out the door as others follows. Asvhalla and Erelan walking behind them. They stop by the entrance and Erelan wraps one arm around Asvhalla's shoulder.

"Remember Da'len, if you need anything, anything at all. I am here for you."

"Yes. It is a sad day today, for I will be apart from you...forever." Asvhalla replies, as tears starts falling.

"Oh...dear...no..." Erelan wipes her tears. "It won't be forever. I'm sure when the war is over, you will be able to return, and we will be together again."

Asvhalla nods her head and wipes her tears away with her sleeves. Erelan gives her a reassuring smile. Lavellan couldn't help but feel guilty. She is separating them, but it was for a good cause. She turns to Cassandra.

"Is this the right thing to do...? separating them." She whispers.

"It is only until the war is over, and everything is back to normal." Cassandra replies.

"I suppose so..." She replies, still guilty.

Erelan hugs Asvhalla one last time and urges her towards Lavellan and her companions. Lavellan welcomes her to the party and as they turn to walk towards their horses, they suddenly hear a shriek cry. Everyone including turns their head to their left and sees a rage demon that towers them all. Solas on impulse raises his shield to everyone in the party. The rage demon starts gliding towards Erelan. In panic Asvhalla runs towards her. Cassandra taunts it and turns towards her instead. The demon is bigger than the others they have fought. Solas casts ice magic around his staff as he conjures up winter stillness and freezes the demon only for a moment. Cassandra tries to break it into pieces but it frees itself before it could be shattered and swung at Cassandra making her fly and hit the ground.

"CASSANDRA!" Lavellan yells.

She builts up her mana and conjurs an ice wall to separate the rage demon from Cassandra. She fades step towards her and helps her up. Cassandra thanks her as she hardens her gear. The demon changes direction, gliding towards Solas and Varric. Varric throws a poison smoke on the ground poisoning the demon for a short while. Solas freezes the demon as he and Varric runs towards Lavellan and Cassandra. They hear another shriek, not from the rage demon but to where Erelan and Asvhalla are. A terror demon appeared in front of them. Asvhalla is behind Erelan shaking out of fear. The group tries to run towards them but a fireball shoots out in front of them, stopping their track. The rage demon starts shooting fireballs and breathing fire at them.

"Fenedhis!" Lavellan cursed.

"We must hurry!" Solas yelled.

Cassandra taunts and run towards the rage demon swinging her one handed axe towards it. Varric shoots an arrow that pierced its shoulder. Solas drank lyrium potion, summons a blizzard around the demon. Lavellan stabs her staff on the ground and freezes the demon. She looks over where the terror demon is and sees Erelan using magic against the demon. Erelan has made a barrier around Asvhalla and is conjuring magic without a staff. Fireballs and ice spheres were coming out from her hands. The terror demon is frozen then burned. It tried to go underground, but Erelan is fast enough to freeze it on the spot. Lavellan has never seen a mage using magic with such precision. She is so focused on Erelan and the terror demon's battle that she forgot her own until Solas yelled.

"HERALD! WATCH OUT!"

She snaps out of her trance and sees a massive fire ball heading her way. She quickly set a barrier and summons an ice wall in front of her, even then when the fireball hit the wall it shattered and made an explosion that made her fall to the ground. Solas finally summons a blizzard and freezes the rage demon in place, and Cassandra and Varric combined their strengths together. Cassandra smashs the demon and Varric shoots an explosion arrow. The rage demon explods into tiny ice crystals. Solas runs toward Lavellan who is unconscious from the explosion. He kneels, picks her up and cradles her on his legs seeing if she is still breathing and checking her pulse. Varric and Cassandra runs towards them.

"Solas! Is she okay?! Is she breathing?!" Cassandra kneels in front of them.

"Yes…she's just unconscious." He replied with relief in his tone.

"Thank the maker." Cassandra breathed out her word, relieved she is still alive.

"We are not done yet." Varric said, looking to his left. They follow his gaze.

Erelan shoots out an ice sphere, shaped like an arrow. It pierces the demon and slowly freezes it's entire body. She shoots a large fireball and with a loud shriek, the demon disintegrates into the ground. Erelan turns around to look at Asvhalla. She is on the ground backing away, shaking her head. Fear and disbelief shows on her face.

"YOU'RE A MAGE!? WHA…WHAT KIND OF-" Asvhalla yells out, choking on her words.

Erelan just stands there looking at her, pain and anguish shows on her face. She stands still and keeps her distance from Asvhalla. Varric, Cassandra and Solas gives eachother confused looks. Lavellan coughs and opens her eyes. She sees Cassandra, Varric and Solas all surrounding her. She gave them a weak smile and looks around and sees the rage and terror demons are defeated.

"Thank the maker you're alright!" Cassandra said. Solas looks at her, relieved.

"Again you defied death." Varric comments.

Lavellan gives a small smile and turns her head to look to her left. Asvhalla still on the ground, frightened. Erelan standing still. She remembers Erelan using magic without a staff. Releasing herself from Solas' hold she walks towards both women, holding her left side. The others following behind. She approaches Asvhalla.

"Asvhalla, are you alright? Are you hurt?" She asks with a rasped voice.

"I…I…" Asvhalla stammered on her words.

"Lavellan...you're hurt, you should be tended." Erelan said.

"I'll be fine." Lavellan replies, looking at Erelan. Cassandra, Varric and Solas standing around her. "You're a mage…Erelan?" She asks.

"I am…" Erelan replies, sadness in her voice.

"The way you fought...it wasn't anything I've seen." Lavellan looks at her with confusion. "You've fought before?"

"I have, it was a long time ago." She admits.

"Well...what do you know. A healer who can fight." Varric said.

"As always your observation never ceases to impress me Varric." Cassandra said sarcastically.

"A lot of healers can fight. Just...not as skilled as her." Lavellan replies.

"I apologize. I didn't mean to hide it." Erelan said. "With the war going on...I thought it best to keep it hidden."

"It's alright. I understand." She looks over to Asvhalla. "My guess, she didn't know."

"No, I did not." Asvhalla replies, as she stands up. "I was fooled! Mages killed my family. When I heard a healer can cure anything, I sought her out to help me ease my pain and suffering. But...I became an apprentice." She stares at Erelan.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to lie...when you told me your family was killed by mages. I...unintentionally hid the truth, for that I deeply apologize." Asvhalla stay silent.

"Varric. Can you take Asvhalla?" Lavellan asks.

"Sure can." He walks over to her. "You okay to walk kid?"

"Yes." She looks at Erelan. "Goodbye."

Varric leads her towards their horses. Erelan looks on. Lavellan clears her throat.

"I have...a proposition for you." Erelan looks at Lavellan. "Your talents can be of use within the inquisition."

"You mean...you want me to join your crusade?"

"If you want to. I'm not forcing anything upon you."

Erelan ponders over the proposition. She looks past Lavellan and the others to see Asvhalla looking at her then turns her head.

'Of course she would be mad...I lied to her.'

"Does...joining you mean becoming a healer along side the others?" She asks, still staring at Asvhalla.

"If...you'd like. Or, could always join our group. Help spread the word in Thedas." Lavellan replies.

Erelan looks back at her little house. She has lived in this area for a long while now. Protected this place from dangers with her own magic. To leave would mean this place will most likely fall.

"I accept. On one condition. I stay behind your main base, as a healer. Unless...you feel the need of my talents." She said, still looking at the house.

"Understood." Lavellan replies.

"I will send a letter to Leliana then, letting her know we have acquired another agent." Cassandra said.

"Thank you Cassandra." Lavellan replies.

"Are you sure you want Erelan to join us back at Haven?" Solas asks.

"I'm positive. It would be nice to have another ally on our side…well even if she doesn't fight along with us she is still a healer." Lavellan responds smiling at Solas. She looks at Erelan. "Welcome to the Inquisition." Erelan turns around. Lavellan holds her hand out, Erelan smiles and shakes her hand.

"I need to pack some things and change…my clothes."

"No rush, we will be waiting out here." Lavellan replies smiling at her.

Erelan starts walking towards her house and starts packing up her things. Solas urges Lavellan to sit on a rock as he goes and heals her wounds. Cassandra starts walking towards Varric and Asvhalla. Solas and Lavellan stay quiet for a while, enjoying the silence and the wind brushing against their skins. Moments later, Erelan comes out wearing different clothing. She wears a blue sleeveless tunic with steel plates covering her shoulders, to her breast area and back. Paired with black leggings over a blue skirt and a simple brown wrap from her feet to her knees. Her hair; tied up in a ponytail behind her with a single braid beside her face. She has brought a staff, dark brown oak wood and adorned with a red dragon head at the tip of it. Lavellan looks at her in awe. Solas finishes healing her.

"There, that should be good." He said.

"Thank you." He nods in response. Lavellan stands up and walks over to Erelan.

"You are so BEAUTIFUL!" She exclaims. Her spirits lifted. Erelan blinks several times before looking over at Solas and he just shakes his head at her with a smile.

"Oh…uh…thank you?" Erelan replies.

"Oh! so you will be riding with Solas and-" Solas intervenes.

"I don't think that is appropriate, seeing that we just met, I think you should ride with me and let her use your horse for now." Lavellan looks at Solas. Speechless. "Unless, you don't mind, Mistress Erelan?" He looks at her.

"I...I don't mean to sound rude, but...it is inappropriate."

"Ah…right. I didn't think that through. So you will use my horse as we go back to the camp and leave tomorrow morning back to Haven." She replies. Erelan nods in confirmation and all three starts walking towards the horses. Asvhalla already on Varric's mount, while he rides with Cassandra. To her displeasure. Erelan pauses a bit, looking at Asvhalla. She turns her head away from Erelan. Solas brings his and Lavellan's horses. Erelan takes one of the reigns and touches the horse's snout and speaks in elven soothing the horse. She mounts the horse with such grace and finesse, Lavellan can't help but admire her. Solas' hand breaks the trance as he reaches out to help her up on his horse. She looks up at him and takes his hand. He easily pulls her up and sits in front of him with her back turn from his chest. Solas and Erelan nod at eachother and he goes first. Cassandra, Varric and Asvhalla not far behind. Erelan looks back at her house once more. She closes her eyes and breaks the spell that has protected this area. She turns and softly kicks on the horse to follow close behind. Lavellan tries her best not to touch Solas' chest with her back, knowing it would be uncomfortable. Solas notices her hesitance and smiles to himself, he leans close to her right ear.

"You can lean on me Lavellan, I won't bite." He whispers. Lavellan froze and feels her heart jump out of her chest. He is too close! She closes her eyes and tries to stop her heart from beating so fast. He may not see her face but the tips of her ears doesn't lie. Solas pleased with the results just smirks to himself as he keeps on going. Erelan notices what he did and chuckles to herself.

'Hmm... This should be interesting.'