Solas's curiosity drove him to explore the area around the eluvian where the Aurbis could be accessed. He sensed something...different, not of Thedas, nearby, and he had finally found the time to investigate.

His fingers trailed along the walls, watching his step as he crossed over paths previously ignored that seemed to stretch on in vast directions. There was one path that was misty, a bridge close to the eluvian, and he followed it, watching every step he took to ensure he did not fall to his death. His footsteps echoed in this strange place.

Finally, the mist seemed to clear, and he could see a half-circle stone wall ahead, with something engraved in it upon blackened stone. The wall was in the middle of a small island hanging precariously in the middle of nowhere, floating over the seemingly endless pit below. The elf approached the wall, absolutely fascinated, drawing close to examine the etchings.

There were in a language he could not read. It only took him a split second before it occurred to him: the letters were similar to the alphabet in the dragon language, from the book Tanya had lent him. Dragon Language: Myth no More. He had spent time studying the book, and recalled that dragon language had been noted on walls with words. Word Walls, Tanya called them simply. His eyes widened; this was a word wall.

What in the world was it doing in the Crossroads?

The Dragonborn had told him about learning new words of power: she would find a word wall, and learn a word from it. It would literally flow into her, and she could immediately understand it. He had yet to witness it in action, and now the opportunity presented itself.

Grinning, he turned back to fetch the young mage.

He guided the group to the word wall he had discovered; most of the others came along, wanting to see what truly happened when the Dragonborn found a new word. Tanya, at first, didn't believe him, asking why there would be a word wall in the Crossroads, of all places. The word walls only existed in Skyrim, so far as she knew; it made no sense. Nevertheless, she followed him, and eventually he led them straight to it.

Tanya's eyes widened. "You weren't seeing something else," she announced as they approached, "this is a word wall! But what in..."

"A great many things remain a mystery, even to me." Solas said. "I was hoping for your insight, Dovahkiin. Perhaps you could translate the wall?"

The mage nodded and walked slowly up to the wall, while the others hung back and watched quietly, eagerly. Three of the words on the wall began to glow powerfully as she came closer, and she finally stopped a foot away as energy sprung from the wall into her. Tanya closed her eyes and allowed the words to flow into her, while the others gasped in awe and continued to watch, unblinking. The Dragonborn's vision blurred briefly as the words came to her, and her head felt hot and heavy as she absorbed them.

Dun Lok Bo.

The whirlwind of power faded, and Tanya rubbed her forehead, blinking several times to focus her vision. Solas approached her. "Are you alright?" he inquired, cocking his head to the side. Tanya nodded.

"Fine. I'm not used to absorbing three words at once, pardon me for seeming a little disoriented."

"Interesting," Vivienne mused, "you meant absorbing the words completely literally. Some magic transferred itself to you."

"Only accessible by dragons, I see." Dorian murmured. Cassandra crossed her arms.

"And that's what she is. Physical appearance aside, Tanya, you are a dragon." she said. "A dragon mage. It still strikes me odd."

Tanya laughed. "I suppose it is odd."

"Well, what did you learn from the wall?" Solas asked, looking at it. "It reacted to your presence powerfully. Almost as if it was just waiting for a dragon to activate it."

"A new Shout, I think. Dun...Lok...Bo. Grace, Sky, Fly." She blinked. "I...I'm not actually sure what it does."

Bull and Sera grinned broadly. They still found her Shouts to be one of the coolest things they had ever witnessed. "Only one way to find out, yeah?" Sera pointed out. "Do it! Shout!"

"Alright..." Tanya faced away from the others and cleared her throat before taking in a deep breath and letting it out. "Dun...Lok Bo!"

She felt a pulse of energy on her back, and something form on her. Like...limbs of a sort? A chorus of stunned gasps came from behind, and she turned to see the others staring at her in amazement. Sera and Bull were grinning like they had just won the lottery. Tanya blinked. "Erm...why are you all staring at me like that?"

Solas cleared his throat. "You may wish to consider reaching behind yourself."

Though she gave him an odd look, she did as such and quickly felt her fingers brush up against something tangible, scaly...like dragon wing flaps. Practically jumping out of her skin, she pulled the wing forward and looked behind herself to see dragon wings on her back. They were gray and speckled with black spots here and there, and she was left unable to speak as she stared at them in shock.

Pulling her hand away, she tested them, seeing if she could flap them. She could. Using muscles she didn't know she had, they flapped and kicked up small rocks from the ground, sending them over the edge of the path. Immediately she stopped as she saw the others stumble slightly from the impact of the wind, and she blushed. "Sorry!"

By the look on Bull's face, she was certain he was going to die from amazement and awe. He silently squealed in delight. "This..." he whispered, "is the greatest thing I've ever seen. Ataaaashiiiii."

Tanya frowned. "There's only one problem."

"What problem is that?" Solas asked, befuddled. Tanya dispelled the wings with a spell and shrugged sheepishly.

"I haven't a clue how to fly..."