They made their way through, fighting off all strangling Darkspawn before coming upon a surprising sight. There was a field of dead Darkspawn and in the middle of them was Sandal. Lisa raised a curious brow before glancing at Varric, "By the Maker," she muttered, moving forward and kneeling down to his level. "Are you okay?" The boy seemed to be slow in the head, his eyes never seemed to look in the same direction at the same time and yet he had this strange look of complete understanding. So he nodded, smiled, and held out his hand, showing a rock with a glowing symbol etched into it.

"Boom," he explained as Lisa nodded slowly before looking to the side and practically having a heart attack at the sight of an Ogre frozen in place. While these creatures no longer matched up to the level of enemies she dealt with – like dragons – they still held a sense of fear in her heart. She could deal with a dragon any day but an Ogre had her freeze in place with worry as the memories rushed back to her. Lisa did her best to swallow this as she gave a nervous chuckle and patted Sandal on the back, leading him in the direction that they'd come before letting him find his way back to his father by himself.

"Talented boy," Varric remarked as Lisa nodded before moving onwards.

Eventually the group found a way around the cave-in and soon enough they were a week under the surface and staring at something that surprised every person there, even Bertrand. "By the Stone," he breathed as everyone's mouth fell open. It looked like a massive mineshaft of raw lyrium, but not any normal lyrium, something about this seemed more powerful…more dangerous.

"Wait…you didn't know this was here?" Lisa remarked without her eyes moving from the sight before them.

"It was a simple tavern story; a week under the surface, but this was more than I could've imagined," he remarked before calling for them to set up camp. Of course, he wasn't one to go into the meat of the shaft first and turned his attention to Lisa and her group. Varric seemed a little nervous about all of this but begrudgingly agreed as they headed into the shaft to see what it held in store.

"Are you all right?" Lisa asked as they dealt with a few shades and a stone golem.

"Ya…just never thought we would find a place like this. Bertrand had been going on about this adventure for so long that I figure it would end in flames and we come out empty handed. I suppose that all of this was more than I had expected," Lisa could tell that wasn't the whole story but chose not to push as they continued into an interesting looking room.

It was large but practically empty except for a pedestal that held a small idol. That made Lisa nervous and she reach up for her father's ring, only to curse as she remembered that it was back in Kirkwall. That's when she found herself turning to the witch's abandoned locket. Lisa hadn't taken much interest in it, only found a pair of pictures that looked interesting. Both of them were profiles of women, the one of the right side of the locket obviously being Flemeth, but the one on the left was a stranger. She looked somewhat familiar to Flemeth but they weren't completely identical. Either way it gave her nervous fingers something to do as Varric picked up the idol of pure lyrium and turned towards the door where Bertrand waited.

"Brother! Look at this! It's gotta be worth thousands," he remarked, tossing it over to his older brother as Bertrand got a strange glint in his eye. "Just imagine what else this place holds." He started to move to the door on the far side of the room only for Lisa to reach out and grab his arm to stop him.

"Varric…" she muttered and the dwarf turned around as the group watched him slowly closing the massive stone door. They rushed towards it, trying to catch it before the slab slid into place, but unfortunately that wasn't the case. And then they were stuck. **

"That nug-humping son of a bitch! When I get my hands on him…I'm gonna…gonna…argh!" He growled as Lisa tried to be more productive…as well as not have a panic attack. She'd prepared herself for Darkspawn, for cave-ins, for unstable bridges that dropped into never-ending chasms, but she wasn't ready for someone in their group to betray them.

"Let's just find a way out, okay?" She told Varric, making her way to the other side of the room as she pulled at the door and was relieved to find it opened to more of the thaig. Unfortunately this place only seemed to go deeper into the Deep Roads, which wasn't exactly what any of them wanted. And the farther they got in, the stranger the enemies seemed to get. There were no more Darkspawn, the stone golems no longer outlined the walls, they'd get the every so often shades but then there were these strange creatures that looked like they had bones of electricity and rock plating. Lisa didn't know what to do except that she needed to get rid of them.

Eventually, though, they found themselves being stopped by a demon. She had to admit that she wasn't surprised. During her time in Kirkwall she'd seen more demons than she thought she would in two lifetimes. The beast was larger than the other strange creatures but that's because it was simply hiding as them. And after a short conversation they figured out it was a hunger demon, feeding off the unknown monster's hunger for the raw lyrium.

Anders made it clear that working with a demon wasn't a good idea and Lisa had no desire to go against that. Despite how it claimed that it would let them out, it could easily mean that they would be lead into a trap instead. So she chose to end the demons life and simply move on, cutting down whatever was in their path.

And the worst part was that demon wasn't even the worst that the Deep Roads had to offer. They came out into a clearing only to watch as a massive electrical monster was created before them, it's bones a sparking red rather than the smaller enemies' electric yellow. "Rock Wraith…" Varric breathed, "they're supposed to be a myth," Lisa quickly shoved him out of the way of the monster's swinging, stone arm as she rolled in the other direction.

"Ya, well, congratulations, you're myth is how a real thing. How about we return it to the story books?" Lisa smirked as Varric chuckled, pulling out his beloved Bianca and nodding. Bianca was an interesting contraption that Lisa had to admit she was bit jealous of. It was an automatic crossbow, meaning that there was no time spent on reloading the bow or dragging the string back. All he had to do was cock it and fire. And while Lisa wasn't particularly attracted to crossbows, she did wish there was a simple bow version of it. Then again she had no idea how that would work and still be as easy to carry around.

The battle seemed to rage on for hours as everyone pounded his or her attacks against the Rock Wraith only for it to crumble and reassemble. The four were becoming exhausted and they were running out of heath potions. Having Anders there did help some but despite being in a lyrium mine he didn't have very easy access to any of it to keep using his heal abilities.

Eventually, though, Lisa started to see a pattern in the Rock Wraith's movements and started to notice that they were slowing down. It was time to act. "Fenris get behind it and take out its legs! Varric fire a rope across the nearest pillars! Anders keep this guy from shrugging me off!" She commanded before whistling a high-pitched whistle at the monster, catching its attention. Quickly, she turned and ran, bounding up some rocks before getting up as high as she could and using what little energy she had left to push off and launch herself at the beast. She sunk her blades between its stone plates and amazingly she was held there by it. Anders kept off the smaller Wraiths while Fenris and Varric moved into position.

Then everything fell into place as the Rock Wraith tumbled. Lisa stood up on the falling monster, pulling out her bow, notching an arrow and aiming it at what looked like its heart before letting it go. The head sunk into the ball of energy and the monster seemed to scream before collapsing into a pile of rocks. Lisa grinned, panting as she set her bow back around her torso, smoothing her hair back and wiping the sweat from her brow.

"Talk about unbelievable," Varric remarked from around the corner as Lisa nodded.

"Thanks, took me some time but-"

"No, not that," he remarked as Lisa pouted only to see what he was talking about, "this." In front of him was a massive hall of treasure up to the ceiling with gold and priceless artifacts. She couldn't believe it. But probably the best part of all of this was a door; a sweet and beautiful door that looked like nothing more than a way out. In a way she was willing to give up all of that gold just to see a door that brought her home.

Of course, she didn't forget the gold. The group took about two bags filled of the treasure each – and still the place looked like they'd hardly touched it – before beginning their walk home. Lisa had to admit that it was a bit annoying to continuously hear Varric bitch and moan about his brother betraying them, but she was really in too good of a mood to tell him to stop. For the first time in a while everything had gone right. Isabela was right. The stupid necklace around her neck had nothing to do with her good fortune. It was her doing, one hundred percent.