A/N: Great, fantastic response to the opening chapter! I'm so excited~ Thanks guys for reading and I'll try my best to make it interesting for you. Btw, is anyone waiting for the subtle hint that Mina could possibly be a mage?

Sarah: What makes you think that? ;D You'll see.

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Mina pulled her hood tighter over her head as she walked to the Hanged man. It had been a little more than a month since she had miraculously found herself on the streets of Kirkwall. And... she was enjoying it very much. Not only had she earned herself a place in the mismatched group of the Champion's, but she was now one of Varric's best spies. No one expected a wide-eyed little elf woman to be so dangerous.

With a dark smile, she slipped into the piss-smelling tavern and sauntered up to Varric's room. The regulars moved out of her way and the barkeep grabbed her a drink.

She knew Varric wouldn't be there; he was with Hawke on an Isabela mission. Of course, Mina had wanted to go. She adored Izzy. But, she'd had a conflicting assignment, so Anders had taken her place.

They had gotten much closer in the past month, her and Anders. When she could, she'd help out at his clinic, soothing the children and chatting with the adults. No one there cared much that she had pointy ears, which had become a sore subject to her. But Anders helped her control her temper as well as hone her talent for helping others. She'd gotten pretty good at stitching and setting bones. As a consequence... she'd gotten better at flirting too. Even if the mage seemed to try to want everyone to stay away from him, he looked at families enviously, and young couples hungrily. He wanted someone to be close to him and care what he did; to have someone to live for.

Mina sighed and threw her knives at the wall while she waited.

It wasn't too much longer before Varric Tethras himself walked through the door. He grinned when he saw her.

"Hello, dear little sister. To what do I owe this pleasure?" he asked.

She smirked and raised an eyebrow. He'd claimed her as a Tethras at least in spirit. However, she always introduced herself as Mina Tethras. No one lived long enough to repeat it though.

"I miss my friends, brother. Does there have to be something for me to come and see you?" she teased him. Even if she did really want to hang out with everyone. Especially Anders... She kind of gave up on Hawke. He was flirty with everyone and took no one seriously. As was per the norm in his strange limited mind.

"Because you always have something for me," he whispered in a dangerously calm voice. They both knew what he asked of her was something he would not ask lightly.

Mina pulled her hood down and swept her long silver hair over her shoulder. She had found a few things out, and had only moments to deliver them. Hawke and the rest would barge in and interrupt them.

"I've found them. Well... it isn't them per se. It looks like them and fights like them. Buuut... They act and sound more like blooded minions. They chant something in an old language and wander around places everyone- everything- seems to have forgotten about. One of them said something about going to Fereldan though."

Varric rubbed his chin with one hand and rubbed Bianca with the other, "Sweet Andraste's sweet ass, I have no idea what they're doing. Not throwing their Commander a birthday party I'd wager."

"Aw! But I love cake! And drinking~!"

"You love anything that's against the Chantry, kitten."

It was true. Since she'd arrived, almost everything to do with the Chantry seemed like bullshit to her.

"Hehe~ I'd love to go to Orlais and show 'em. Sin and cake!" She jumped up and posed like a hero.

Varric doubled over in laughter right as everyone walked in. Of course they asked what was going on.

Mina plopped down on the floor in front of the fireplace and rolled her eyes, "Varric said I liked anything ot go against all that Chantry rubbish, and I agreed. I'm going to start a cake eating cult in Orlais!"

That got everyone laughing. Even Anders. But of course Hawke had to ask her why she hated the Chantry and blah blah blah.

"For the thousandth time, Hawke, I don't dislike your Maker and his holy woman. I just think people that say 'Mages are rubbish! They're stupid! Lock them up for all of eternity!' are dumb and should the stick removed from their ass," Anders nodded and grinned at that and Fenris scowled, "And those fuckheads that say 'Elves are lowly and rubbish too! They're not real people! RAWR RAWR RAWR!' Should be hit in the head with a building!"

Fenris chuckled at that, "Yes. Unfortunately that is not a popular opinion."

Isabela sat in the chair Mina had been sitting in and beckoned her closer. Mina scooted closer and relaxed a little as the Pirate played with her hair. Izzy had a talent for making Mina feel better after a long day. This was why they had become best friends and occasionally pretend lovers to scare men off. Or... to make the guys' go brain dead for a few moments.

"So..." Hawke started, "What'll it be tonight? Another game of wicked grace? Dice? Drinking games?"

"Drinking games! Mina's cuter when she's drunk!" purred Isabela.

Merril shrugged, "I don't much care. I'm better at dice than cards."

"I'll drink no matter what we do," Varric pitched in.

"I do feel the need to drink tonight," Anders commented.

"So, that's two of drinking games and one for dice! Fenris, Aveline, what'll it be?"

Aveline shook her head, "I'm not much for drinking Hawke."

"But you're off duty tomorrow, Captain," Mina sang with an evil grin.

Fenris shrugged, "Drinking it is."

Izzy and Mina cheered as everyone grabbed a seat at the table. It would be a fun night after all.

Mina climbed up on the table, her leather pants stretching tighter along her backside, and stood up, looking around at everyone. Anders' face was a little red and Hawke had a grin on his face as did Izzy.

"Ahem! I want to show you something I've been practicing. I'm not really sure exactly what it is, but..."

Varric already knew what it was and covered his ears.

Fenris looked at her curiously as she smiled, "Usually I do this to stagger those I fight, but this is different."

With a swish of her hands, music started to play. The bigger her hand motions got, the louder the music was. The smaller the hand motions got, the more quiet the music was. It sounded like violins, cellos, and harps playing. Of course, they didn't recognize the song. It was from Mina's world. Mina smiled as she played it.

'Radioactive the way Lindsey Stirling played it. Doesn't sound as awesome without Pentatonix.' she mused to herself.

Without realizing, she'd begun to quietly sing, "I feel it in my bones... 'nuff to make my systems blow! Welcome to the new age, to the new age. Welcome to the new age. To the new age-"

She stopped and sat back in her chair.

"That was... amazing, cutie," Hawke said, eyes round.

Fenris nodded in agreement as did Varric.

Anders cocked his head to the side, "Was that magic, Mina?"

"Venhedis! No. not another mage!" cried Fenris.

Mina looked at him a little hurt. She liked Fenris. Not the way she liked Anders, but he'd been a good teacher and became an almost-friend. She scowled and looked at Anders.

"Not that I know of. I'm not a mage; not that I would mind,"nshe said giving Fenris a pointed look.

The look on his face said 'what did I do?!'

Merril visibly got less excited.

"Anyway, let's just get to the drinking, 'kay?"

Everyone seemed ok with that and so began their night of fun.

Everyone ended up piled into Varric's giant bed. Merril slept on one side in Isabela's arms. Then there was Varric on his back with Bianca cuddled to his chest. Anders lay beside him, with Mina's head on his chest. Hawke's arms were around her waist and his face nuzzled her back. Lastly there was Fenris who had his back to everyone and his arms crossed.

Naturally, Isabela was te first to wake up.