Morrigan and Alex looked down at the well, before looking up, seeing a familiar looking mirror. "You'll note the intact eluvian." Morrigan said smugly, "I was correct on that count, at least."

"Is it still a threat?" Alex asked her as she looked at the eluvian, "Can Corypheus use it to travel to the Fade?"

"You recall when I took you through my eluvian, I said each required a key?" Morrigan asked her, and she nodded, "The Well is the key. Take its power, and Mythal's last eluvian will be no more use to Corypheus than glass."

Alex looked at Morrigan, and she blinked at the look the witch was giving the water, as if she was enchanted by it… like a thirsty man in the middle of the desert that was given a cup of water. "I did not expect the Well to feel so… hungry." The woman said, and Alex grew alarmed, "Seems like that should be a concern."

"Knowledge begets a hunger for more." Morrigan told her, still staring hungrily at the pool, before turning to look at her, "I am willing to pay the price the Well demands. I am also the best suited to use its knowledge in your service."

"Or more likely, to your own ends." Solas said, looking at Morrigan with suspicion.

Morrigan's brows furrowed at him, "What do you know of my 'ends', elf?"

Solas grew infuriated as he grit his teeth, "You are a glutton drooling at the sight of a feast. You cannot be trusted."

Morrigan huffed and waved a hand, as if she was dismissing Solas like he was nothing more than a fly buzzing at her face, "Of those present, I alone have the training to make use of this. Let me drink, Inquisitor."

Alex blinked, and she felt irked at Morrigan's arrogance, " 'You alone'? You're not the only mage here, Morrigan."

"I have studied the oldest lore. I have delved into mysteries of which you could only dream!" Morrigan told her, "Can you honestly tell me there is anyone better suited?"

She looked at the elf behind her, "What about you, Solas?"

But the bald elf shook his head, "No. Do not ask me again."

Alex huffed as she faced the witch again, "Then I would be."

Morrigan shook her head, "You lead the Inquisition. This is not a risk you can take. I have the best chance of making use of the Well… for everyone. Let me drink."

"And you're not concerned about the price? 'Bound forever to the will of Mythal?'"

The witch scoffed, "Bound to the will of a dead god? It seems an empty warning. Perhaps a compulsion yet remains. Who can say otherwise? I do not fear it, even so."

Her scowl got darker as Alex crossed her arms on her chest, "I hate to say it, but Abelas' plan to destroy the well may be the best one."

Anger flooded Morrigan's features as her brows furrowed, "What happens when Corypheus comes for you again? He is immortal. The wisdom of the Well may include a way to destroy him. Give me this and I will fight at your side. I shall be your sword."

She silenced again as she thought of it, before she turned to Sera, Cassandra and Solas, who was also glowering at the witch, "Thoughts?"

Solas blinked at her question, as if he wasn't expecting her to ask him for his opinion. But she nodded encouragingly and he sighed, "She is right about only one thing: we should take the power which lies in that well."

Alex turned towards Cassandra, and strangely enough the Seeker looked worriedly at her, "If it is truly between you and her… then let her take the risk. Maker help us all."

Sera nodded beside the Seeker, "It's called the Well of Sorrows. Sorrows. No one should go in the Well of Sorrows."

"Enough deliberation." Morrigan told her impatiently, "Give me your decision."

Alex quieted before turning her back against Morrigan, looking down at the pool in front of her as she thought. The Well felt powerful, indeed, and she could feel it on her skin just by being close to it. But she also knew that Morrigan was a powerful witch, and giving her even more power would probably corrupt her. The wisdom of the ages were contained in the waters, but if Morrigan used it for her own gains, rather than impart them to the world, it would be an even more waste. She sighed as she thought of Solona and her warning, Is this what you were talking about, sister? She thought, You allowed her to have a son with Alistair… but you told me to be wary of her. What could she be planning?

Finally she turned around, looking at Solas, and seeing the determined look on her face, the elf scowled angrily before turning away a little, muttering little elvish curses. Alex turned to Morrigan, "If anyone is to use the Well, it would be me."

Morrigan blinked at her in surprise, before she sneered at her, "So you will take what little knowledge you can understand, and let the rest go to waste?"

"And who's to say that it will go to waste?" Alex told her, and Morrigan stepped forward threateningly, "I do."

"You think me a fool, who will never understand anything about the world." Alex retorted back, and she felt her fury rising, and she felt her fingers grow warm with fire magic, so she clenched them in an effort to not burn the arrogant witch alive, "I am a mage, Morrigan, and I have a brain. If you think that the knowledge of this well will be lost just because I do not know as much as you, then you're wrong. I will read, I will study and I will learn… until I know everything there is about the world. I have my brothers, and Solas, and Dorian, and Vivienne and everyone else in Skyhold with me, and they will teach me more than anything you will ever find out by wandering the wilds alone, or from manipulating the Orlesian court."

Morrigan's face grew red in anger, but she breathed in deeply, "I am forever balked by those who believe they know better than I. Drink if you will, for the sake of us all. But steel your will to do it."

The witch moved away a little as Alex faced the pool, and Cassandra came forward again as she started to remove her outer coat, to make sure it doesn't get wet. "Inquisitor, are you sure about this?" The Seeker asked as she helped her and folded Alex's coat over her arm, taking her staff as well.

"No, Cass… I'm not sure." She whispered back to her friend, "But I do know one thing, Morrigan is planning something, and the knowledge of the Well could help her finish it. But Solona told me to be wary of her, and so I shall. She is an apostate, not trained in the Circle, but she is powerful. What if she uses the Well's knowledge and her power for evil?" She shook her head and smirked up at her, "I will be more assured to have the Well's wisdom is turned to help the Inquisition. Besides, I know for a fact that should I do anything bad under the influence of the Well, you'll be right beside me with your sword."

Cassandra let out a disgusted noise, but she was smiling, "It is bad enough that I had to guard over Cullen from his lyrium withdrawal, but now I have to guard over you as well? But you are correct, with you remaining in Skyhold, I could look after you should the Well's waters have any ill effects. I have also heard that Lady Morrigan left your sister after the Fifth Blight. She will most likely leave us as well once you're defeated Corypheus."

"Exactly." Alex said as she stepped at the side of the pool, "Now stand back. Daylen would kill me of you get hurt."

Cassandra blushed hotly, but she smirked as she nudged Alex in jest. She grinned back at the Seeker before turning towards the pool again.

"Right." She muttered as she exhaled, "Here we go."

Alex lowered her foot into the pool, wincing at how cold the water was, but she grit her teeth and continued on. Lights began to appear floating above the pool, swirling around her and she gazed in wonder at them, like they were wisps attracted to her as walked towards the center of the pool. She smiled, delighted by them before looking back at her companions to see them looking worriedly at her. Finally, she breathed in deep, exhaling as she looked down and lowered her hands into the water, cupping them to gather a mouthful. Andraste preserve me… do not let me die from this water, she thought finally, as she raised her hands to her lips and took a gulp of the Well of Sorrows.

But she gasped in pain when the Well's water suddenly… exploded, knocking her backwards and making her hit the floor. She blinked, as the temple has turned black and pushed herself up, only to see she was… enveloped in a thick black mist, blurring her surrounding. She looked around, trying to find her companions, hearing instead what seemed to be multiple voices, whispering in her ear.

"Garas quenathra?" One of the voices said, loudly enough that she felt who ever said it was right beside her ear, and she blinked when she realized that she understood the whispers, even if they were speaking in what she surmised was an ancient elven language. "Why am I here?" She said aloud, "Corypheus… a magister wishes to rip the Veil open. I must learn how to stop him."

The whispers grew louder, multiple voices in an unintelligible debate, making her look around as if she was looking for their origins. "If you can help me vanquish Corypheus, take whatever price you wish!" She told them, and the whispers continued. Finally she heard one of them whisper to her, "Vir Mythal'enaste." And she blinked as the wisps she was seeing earlier started to gather around her. Pain seemed to fill her chest, making her bend over as the wisps started floating towards her, her body absorbing them, and she cried out in pain again as the straightened, before everything around her faded into nothingness.

"Inquisitor? Inquisitor!"

Alex gasped as she opened her eyes, her back pressed against the floor. She blinked once again as she pushed herself up, only to see her companions running towards her, their faces panicked and worried. But as she tried to stand, her vision became blurry and she pressed a hand on her eyes. She saw Solas running towards her, but she raised her hand at him. "I… I'm fine." She managed to say as she stood up, still a little wobbly.

"How… do you feel?" Solas asked her, still looking a little worried at her, and she shook her head as she walked, trying to steady herself. Light blue wisps and dark mist seemed to have followed her steps, and she gazed at them as they swirled by her feet, before disappearing.

He comes.

Alex blinked, hearing the whispers again… the same whispers she heard a few moments ago. And she looked up, beyond the stairs, to see a dark shadow forming beyond…

Corypheus was inside the temple.

Their gazes met, and immediately the blighted magister's face crumpled with fury as he yelled, flinging out his arms and making himself fly… towards them.

"The eluvian!" Morrigan shouted, and Alex turned around to look at it, only to see that since she had taken a drink from the Well, the eluvian was now unlocked, shining bright blue like Morrigan's eluvian in Skyhold.

"Through the mirror!" Alex told them as Morrigan headed in first to lead the way, and Sera, Solas and Cassandra sprinted, fearful of the mirror, but nonetheless heading straight into it. As Cassandra headed into the mirror, Alex saw that the remaining water in the Well of Sorrows had moved, floating up into a giant ball… with the figure of a woman inside it. She watched it as it moved, like a protector of sorts, before she dove into the mirror, entering the place Morrigan called The Crossroads, just as Mythal's eluvian grew black, and shattered.