I sit at my desk at Skyhold, the fortress in the Frostback Mountains and headquarters of the Inquisition, staring down at the paperwork on it, reports on missions, strategy plans, maps, etc. The room is only illuminated by a few torches on the walls and a single candle on the desk. It's already the middle of night as I'm startled by a soft knock on the door to my office. I clear my throat before answering, trying to hide the exhaustion in my voice. "Yes? Come in."
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