Maxwell went to meet Theron, who he noticed were spending a lot more time with his daughter. When he entered into the room he found near her cradle wiggling her finger at her.
"I see you're spending time with your daughter," said Maxwell.
"I'm just sorry that I wasn't there for her birth," he said sadly as he turned to face him.
"She is adorable," said Maxwell smiling down on the child.
"Yes, but I don't think you came all this way just to discuss about my daughter," said Theron as he sat down in a chair.
"No," Maxwell nodded as he sat down opposite him. "I just wanted to ask about your opinions of the Inquisition."
"I think you're doing a fine job," said Theron. "You've managed to bring calm the chaos and are now facing against someone who actually brought the Blights upon us."
"Sometimes I wonder if it's enough," Maxwell sighed.
"You've ruined his plans time and again," said Theron. "Believe me when I say that it wasn't easy for us either when we combated the Blight. At that time we had half of Ferelden hunting us down and darkspawn roaming all over the place."
"I suppose me and the guard have got it easy," said Maxwell.
"Though I do have some concerns about some of the members," said Theron.
Maxwell looked up. "You don't trust some of them."
"With good reason," said Theron. "Two in particular, Vivienne and Solas."
Maxwell stared at him. "I thought you'd be more concerned with Dorian and Bull."
"Dorian clearly hates everything that the venatori stand for and Bull is now Tal-Vashoth. Vivienne on the other hand clearly wants to use the Inquisition to increase her standing within the Imperial Court, her I can understand. It's Solas, who are more concerned about."
"He's been helping us since day one," Maxwell frowned. "In fact if it weren't for him I would be dead."
"I'm not denying that," said Theron. "But I find his arrival pretty suspicious, not to mention I have very little on him. According to him he's neither Dalish nor an elf in the city and apparently he learned everything he did from spirits. You have to admit that it doesn't add up."
"I'd be careful what you say," Maxwell advised. "Ellana has become rather fond of him of late."
"Don't worry, I won't intervene with their fares," Theron assured. "I just have a bit of misgivings with him."
"Noted, but I still say we need him I don't wishes to discuss on this anymore," Maxwell getting to his feet.
"As you wish, Inquisitor," said Theron. "I should also inform you that the Grey Wardens have now got rid of every red templar within Ferelden. I've been getting reports that they seem to be making their way to the wilds, no doubt a fall back under their leader."
"We're discussing plans on how to deal finish them off," said Maxwell.
"Good, because the obvious reasons why the Grey Wardens won't be able to accompany your forces when you do face him in your final confrontation," said Theron.
"Just as long as you prevent them from getting their support," said Maxwell.
"I'll tell Faren, but I advise you to be careful Inquisitor," said Theron. "Especially around Morrigan, I never really truly understood that woman."
Maxwell nodded and walked out of the room.
Adaar made her way into the tavern to share a drink with Iron Bull and discovered that he was only sharing a drink with someone. It was a redhead dwarf wearing Grey Warden armour and he smelt like a brewery.
"Ah, kadan," said Iron Bull looking up as she approached. "Come have a drink with us."
The dwarf looked up and laughed rather creepily. "Never seen boobs on a Qunari before," he said. "Mind you I've only seen one and he was weird."
"He's the Arishok," said Iron Bull.
"Call him what you want, but I'll always remember him as someone who wouldn't recognise a good joke even if it dance naked on his head."
"And you are," said Adaar sitting down.
"Oghren the Magnificent, slayer of darkspawn," he laughed.
Adaar nodded as she sat down. "I've heard of you, you fought in the Flight Blight with the other Wardens."
"Finest body of men and women I've ever served," said Oghren. "You know those elves managed to reunite me with the one woman in the world who could stand me."
Adaar blinked. "You're married?"
"You better believe it and I've got a son as well, Faren," said Oghren smiling. "He just wants to be just like his daddy."
"Lucky him," said Iron Bull shaking his head.
"I have to say I never thought I would drink with a couple of ox men," said Oghren as he dragged from his tankard.
"I prefer the term ox woman," said Adaar as she grabbed a tankard. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"Thought I'd show these Inquisition routs how to swing a sword," said Oghren.
"He's a skilled fighter," Iron Bull admitted. "He goes in this blood rage and slays everything in sight, I love it."
"It's an old dwarven fighting technique," said Oghren. "And what's known as a berserker, we going to battle and a blood rage and slaughter everything in sight."
"I'm telling you it scares the wits out of the recruits," said Iron Bull as he drank.
"In the face of against an ancient darkspawn they need to be scared," said Oghren.
"So where were you during the Siege of Adamant?" Adaar after she took a sip from her tankard.
"Oh, slaying demons," said Oghren. "I stood by the commander every step of the way, is a matter of principle."
"I suppose many of the Fereldan wardens stood by him," said Adaar.
"Bah, he recruited every single one of us and made us into a cracking fighting unit," said Oghren. "His only mistake was ever recruiting that mage Anders. Though I could hardly blame him, I never knew he had it in him to destroy an entire Chantry."
"If you fought with the Wardens side during the Blight then you must have known Theron, Leliana and Morrigan."
"Aye, nice to see the old Wolf and songbird," Oghren nodded. "Not so much with the witch, mind you the only person that ever liked her was Daylen. I think he was hypnotised by her tits, personally."
"And what do you think of her son?" Adaar asked.
"Never saw her the motherly type," Oghren shrugged. "Come to think of no one actually thought of me as a fatherly type either."
"I wonder where they got that impression," Iron Bull said as he took a swig.
"Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before," said Oghren. "Though I wish I took part in that final campaign against this Corypheus."
"Personally, after hearing your stories, I don't fancy meeting you end of your blade," said Adaar.
"I don't blame you, but I've heard that you've got a Warden in your inner circle and I don't mean the Dalish one," said Oghren curiously.
"He's not a warden, he pretended to be one," said Adaar. "Took his name on everything and stopped being himself."
"He did sell his entire company for gold and slaughtered an entire family of nobles," said Iron Bull. "I wouldn't want to be like him either."
"Maybe go a few rounds with this so-called warden and shown what a real warden can do," said Oghren as he picked himself up, grabbed his axe, and made his way out of the tavern.
"I certainly feel very sorry for Blackwall," said Adaar.
"Yeah, he's even dangerous when he's drunk," said Iron Bull.
Adaar turned to him. "He's drunk, but he looked so sober."
"According to Wolf, he's the only Warden the known history that hasn't toppled over during the Joining," said Iron Bull. "Apparently, he likes the taste of darkspawn blood."
Adaar looked the tavern door. "Poor Blackwall."
Varric was busy going through his letters and then saw Erdic leaning on the doorway.
"Anything interesting?" he asked.
"Got a message from Merrill," said Varric. "She's wishes that she could meet up with Hawke at Weisshaupt, but fears that their baby Leandra wouldn't make the trip."
Erdic nodded. "I can see that, she must be like three years old now."
"Hep, and apparently her first word was Hawke," Varric chuckled. "How's your child coming along?"
"Hanara's really moody and can barely move," said Erdic. "The healers say that is going to pop out any day now."
"Are you hoping for a boy or girl?" Varric asked curiously.
"I don't really mind either way," Erdic shrugged. "I just want it to be nice and healthy and nowhere in danger with Corypheus."
"Speaking of which, have you been able to find him?"
"Nope," said Erdic. "We believe that he is making his way down south and it looks like he's on the retreat, but we haven't got the general idea yet."
"I still don't understand how you manage to survive Hawke," Varric frowned.
"I'm wondering that myself," said Erdic. "He had survived the explosion somehow, but the question is how? That explosion levelled an entire mountain top, even the four of us barely escaped."
"Yeah, his survivor was nothing short than a miracle," said Varric. "And not a very reassuring one."
Morrigan was wondering through the gardens with Kieran and as she looked into his eyes she couldn't help but remember Daylen. She missed him dearly as did Kieran, but she knew that his research was invaluable.
Then suddenly she heard the sound of a raven and looked up in time to see a raven landing in front of them. Seconds later, he transformed into a man and Morrgian's heart skipped a beat as Daylen appeared right in front of her.
"Father!" Kieran cried and ran up to him.
He wrapped his arms around Daylen's waist and Daylen placed a hand on his head. "Good to see you to, son."
"Daylen, why are you hear?" Morrgian asked.
"Because I have some startling news that the Inquisitor and his guard needs to hear," said Daylen.
An hour later everyone was gathered around the war table as Daylen stood there and everyone was staring at him with great interest.
"Nice to see you well, Cullen," said Daylen nodding.
"Yes," said Cullen, looking slightly uneasy. "I admit that the last time we saw each other it did not end in the best of terms."
"Considering what you went through it could have been a lot worse," said Daylen.
"What's this news that you want to share with us?" Maxwell asked.
"Firstly I was able to pull out records of the ritual that sealed Corypheus," said Daylen as he pulled out a few notes from his satchel.
"You wish us to do a blood magic ritual," said Vivienne distastefully.
"If you're not able to find a way to kill Corypheus, this is the next best thing," said Daylen. "Unless you want him to wonder around causing chaos all over the continent."
"He's got a point, Iron Lady," said Varric.
"While I do not agree with the Grey Wardens methods, I do agree that we cannot allow Corypheus to wonder around free," said Solas.
"We'll use it as a last resort," said Maxwell. He then turned to Daylen. "Though I imagine that you did not come here just to give us note on an ancient blood ritual."
"No, I didn't," said Daylen. "I came to inform you that I maybe on the very verge of curing the Blight."
The noise in the room was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop has everyone turned out Daylen.
"You're serious," said Theron at last.
"I've been using Avernus notes and work my way backwards from that," said Daylen.
Ellana turned and looked at Theron. "Is it possible?"
"In theory," said Theron. "There have been such cases, Fiona was a Grey Warden at one point, but somehow the taunt was pulled out of her body and made her completely immune to the Blight. And then there was a mage named Avernus, who used blood magic to extend his life."
"Who is this Avernus?" Adaar asked curiously.
"A mage who served Warden Commander Dryden and who cause their entire fortress to be overrun by demons," said Theron.
"He also conducted unethical experiments to understand the Blight," said Daylen. "I've took his research, but I have used more ethical means of understanding the Blight."
"Wise of you," said Solas.
"I found that Blight magic is a lot more unstable than blood magic and a lot more chaotic," said Daylen. "We Grey wardens only touch the surface when we sense darkspawn. However, I feel that if we touch any more into the Blight we'll accelerator our condition causing us to hear the Calling a lot sooner."
"So what's the cure for the Blight?" Leliana asked.
"That's the part you're not going to like," said Daylen as he took in a deep breath. "The cure revolves around using blood magic."
"What?" everyone cried.
"I know, I know," said Daylen calmly. "But all my research definitely points to blood magic. As I mentioned earlier Avernus used blood magic to extend his life. Garahel's sister Isseya also used blood magic in order absorb the Blight within a dozen Griffin eggs."
"Wait," said Theron looking up. "Are you saying that there were Griffin eggs that had the Blight removed from them? I thought all the griffins including their eggs were corrupted."
"Not all them and have only just recently discovered these Griffin checks," said Daylen.
"Now you're saying there's real life griffins," said Erdic sceptically. "You're pulling our legs."
"I'm not pulling anything," said Daylen with a slight smile. "I had hoped that the Inquisition would help preserve the griffins."
Maxwell turned to Josephine. "Josephine, I don't suppose you able to convince a few members of the University of Orlais to help preserve these chicks?"
"I'll get right on it, Inquisitor," said Josephine and hurried away.
"Back to what I was saying about curing the Blight," said Daylen. He then turned to Varric. "If I remember correctly one of your friends Varric had a corrupted Eluvian and was able to use blood magic to purify it."
"Yes, Daisy certainly accomplished it," Varric nodded.
"I still do not understand how blood magic and purify anything," said Maxwell.
"It is certainly unheard of," Dorian agreed. "I don't even think that anyone from the Imperium has ever imagined that to use blood magic as a cure."
"You can't honestly say that you are going through with this ridiculous statement," said Vivienne.
"I'm not suggesting anything, Vivienne," said Maxwell. "Though if it's a cure for the Blight it could save a lot of lives."
"I do remain dubious, Inquisitor," said Cullen. "Though I don't deny that Daylen is a skilled mage and I very much doubt that he is consulting with demons, especially after everything that happened in the Circle Tower of Ferelden."
"I don't fancy to repeat history, Cullen," said Daylen. "I haven't used people in my experiments, I've been mostly using blighted creatures like wolves. Also I have been very careful in every single one of my experiments."
"So you don't really know that the cure for the blight can cure a person," said Ellana.
"No, I'm still on the experimental stages on that," Daylen admittedly. "I want to make sure that it perfect before I actually tried on a person."
"Glad to see that you're using some bit of common sense," Vivienne muttered.
"I can't say that I can condone blood magic, but if you are successful of curing the Blight please let me know," said Maxwell.
A bit later, Maxwell and Theron noticed that Daylen only had a single satchel with him.
"You're not staying, are you?" said Theron.
"No, I only came here to share my research which I have done with your mages," said Daylen. "But I can't solve everything here, I need to carry on my journey."
"What about Morrgian and Kieran?" Maxwell frowned. "Are you truly going to leave your wife and son?"
"I've already talked with Morrgian and she understands as for Kieran, I promise I'll see him again soon," said Daylen. "Though I would appreciate it if the two of you could look after them."
"You're asking me to look after Morrgian?" Theron blinked. "You do realise who we're talking about?"
"True," Daylen shrugged. "But sometimes she does go a bit over her head, especially when it comes to finding ancient magics."
"We'll do what we can," Maxwell promised.
"Thank you, Inquisitor," said Daylen.
It was late at night and Daylen was in bed naked with Morrgian as she rode on top of him. He looked at her beautiful face as a hands brushed against his chest and he can help but wish they had more time together.
Daylen then traced his hands on to Morrgian's breasts and gave them a good tight squeeze causing her to moan deeply. He use this moment of weakness to roll over so that he was now on top and began to push firmly into her.
Morrgian wrapped her legs around him forcing him to push even further into her and wrapped her arms around his neck. Daylen began to nibble at her neck and then ran his tongue down towards her breasts and gave one of her tits a good nibble.
She gasped and held her hands brushing against his bareback as he moved up and down while his tongue licked around her tits. He then pulled away and the two of them fell into a deep passionate kiss as they fought for dominance, but in her moment of weakness he managed to become victorious.
"It's a shame that you have to leave," said Morrgian once they broke apart.
"You're not begging for me to stay are you?" Daylen smirked.
"Of course not," said Morrgian dismissively. "I'm just saying that I prefer having you around."
"I wish I could stay to, my love, but finding this cure is important," said Daylen as he grasped one of her legs and placing it on his shoulder.
"How honourable," said Morrgian panting has Daylen pushed even further into her.
"I try," said Daylen as he squeezed one of her breasts.
Morrgian was about open her mouth, but gasped instead as Daylen unleashed his will could into her. He then gently placed back down onto the bed and laid at her side, both of them breathless and they fell asleep still staring at each other's eyes.
