With some extra money clinking in Lisa's purse, Varric informed her of where they could get a set of maps for the Deep Roads, sending them into the dirt covered streets of Darktown again.

"So…he's a Grey Warden then?" Bethany asked as the group made their way through the streets in search of this man's free clinic.

"Was," Varric corrected before giving a small chuckle, "then again I'm not really sure how the politics in the Grey Wardens work. He could easily still be one but just denying working with them." Lisa sighed, not liking the sound of any of it. It wasn't that she didn't believe in the idea of Grey Wardens, she just didn't see how someone that had given their life to a cause could just pack up and leave it. Maybe after this visit they would find out.

The group stepped through old and rotting doors to find what looked like a very shabby clinic. Groups of refugees waited around tables some looking ill and wounded; others seemed to just see this as a safe place to be. In the far corner was a blonde man bent over a table, his hands running back and forth over a small boy's unconscious body. Lisa had no idea how long he'd been at it but all of a sudden the boy gasped to life, sitting up as his mother cried and wrapped her arms around the healed boy. The father patted the mage on the back as the man instantly looked drained. But after glancing out of the corner of his eye to spot Lisa he grabbed for his staff, turning around and preparing to defend himself.

"I have made this place a safe haven for all I will not let you taint it," Lisa held up her hands in surprise, blinking at him before the words finally reached her lips.

"We're not here to cause any trouble. We were told of a Grey Warden that worked here…would you be him?" The man looked at her suspiciously, lowering his staff some.

"And if I was?"

"If you were I would ask if you had any maps of the Deep Roads. There is an expedition down there in a few weeks and the one thing we desperately need are maps."

"So you aren't planning on taking me back to the Grey Wardens?"

"Um…no." At that the man's shoulders fell in relief as he returned his staff against the wall and smoothed his hair back.

"Then I'm sorry to say but I have no plan on returning to the Deep Roads anytime soon," he muttered as Lisa frowned.

"Then don't come, just give us the maps." The man chuckled, shaking his head and looking at Lisa like she was a little girl.

"I can't simply give you the maps…it simply would be too easy," tapping his chin his face suddenly became somber as a thought occurred to him. "But I would be willing to give them up for a favor."

"Yes?" Lisa asked, drawing the word out to signal that she was listening.

"I came to Kirkwall in search of a friend of mine that have been brought to the Circle here. We sent regular letters between each other but suddenly they stopped coming…until last night. He says he needs out and I'm not one to deny him freedom. I've asked him to meet me in the Chantry tonight, would you be willing to come with me?" Lisa chewed her lip, glancing down at Varric for some sort of insight but the dwarf simply shrugged. So she decided to just go along with it, nodding and agreeing to meet the mage outside the Chantry.

It was eerily quiet in Hightown at night. All of the nobles had gone to sleep and after having dealt with the gangs in the district there were no longer random fights breaking out on the expensive streets. So it was an easy walk to the Chantry doors where the group found the Warden waiting patiently for them. He gave Lisa an uneasy smile, straightening up as they got closer. "Okay," he started, moving to the door only for Lisa to hold up her hand.

"Wait…I don't even know your name." The man paused, looking at her like she was crazy. Introductions? At a time like this? He licked his lips and sighed, holding out his hand to the woman.

"Anders."

"Hawke," she responded before smiling and stepping past him and into the Chantry. They then made their way up to Anders's friend's meeting place quietly and calmly…only to find something they hadn't expected. The man turned around and immediately Lisa felt a pained tug in her stomach. On his forehead was the symbol of Tranquility.

"Karl…no," Anders pleaded as the Tranquil mage looked at him with an unemotional stare.

"This was for the best, Anders. I was out of control…and now I am at peace." Suddenly Lisa turned to watch as Templars began surrounding them, quickly she stepped closer to Bethany, attempting to shield her little sister.

"What is this, Karl!?" Anders asked as Karl continued to stare off into nothing.

"It is for the best, Anders."

All of a sudden Anders started yelling, his skin cracking as blue glowed through the splits. "No! I will not let you have another!" A voice echoed through Anders. It truly scared Lisa and she wasn't sure if she should protect Bethany from the Templars or the out of control mage. But soon enough she didn't have much choice as a fight broke out, Anders fortunately fighting against the Templars rather than the people that were here to help him. And when it all ended he seemed to simply blink his eyes a few times and he was back to normal.

"A-Anders…" Karl breathed, his voice suddenly changed as sadness showed in his eyes. "What did you do? I…I felt at one with the Fade. Please Anders, I can't live my life being Tranquil, I need you to kill me while I still have these feelings."

"Karl…I can't," Anders whispered as Lisa chewed on her lip before reaching up and placing her hand on Anders's shoulder.

"My sister says being Tranquil is a fate worse than death," Anders bowed his head before looking back up at his friend.

"I'm sorry," he spoke before shoving a knife into the man's chest and ending his life.

The walk back to Anders's clinic was quiet as Lisa waited for the group to be less in the public eye before exploding at the mage. "What the hell was that!?" She snapped at him as the man shied away.

"Now, now, I know I should've told you about it but it didn't exactly seem that important."

"Didn't seem that important? I didn't know you were possessed by a demon!" She poked at his chest as he swatted her finger away and frowned.

"I'm not possessed, if you would just let me explain…" he remarked sternly as Lisa glared but backed down. "While in the Grey Wardens I came in contact with the spirit of Justice. It's not a demon. The spirits were the Maker's first children. But he and I found we were on similar planes and so I allowed him to inhabit my body. Since then, though, he has left and just his essence remains. I'm normally able to keep it under control unless…prompted by something," he said nervously, looking up at Lisa and hoping she wouldn't end his life right there.

The woman set her jaw, listening to his explanation but still not liking it. Spirit or not it was something that belonged in the Fade and the idea that it was part of his soul made her nervous. But if this 'essence' truly was for Justice than she could only hope that it would keep fighting for them, not against.

"All right," she muttered, "just…keep it under control," she remarked before turning away and heading out of Darktown. The whole experience had her a little shaken. Seeing Karl and the lengths that the Templars were willing to go just to control mages made her fear for her sister. She could see now why her parents were so concerned for her safety. The Templars in Lothering were more or less there just because they had to be, but they didn't particularly over shine anyone in terms of bringing in apostates. But the Templars here were a whole different breed. They were here to knock every mage down and make it seem like their born power was nothing more than a horrid curse.