Departure To Orlais

Anasterian and Company Had Spent A Week In Minrathous, and Were Now Departing For Orlais, Where They'd Announce Their Unborn Child's Impending Birth, Anasterian Was Worried What It Would Mean If His Child Was A Mage Like Him. Of Course Being A Mage Wasn't Terrible, But The Playing Field For Mages Had Been Destroyed and Redefined. Mages Governed Themselves, and The Chantry Only Provided Spiritual Comfort Only. Of Course There Was Still A Circle Of Magi, But Anasterian Was Both A Libertarian and Aequitarian By Paradoxal Nature, He Headed The New College Of The Bright Hand To Maintain Peaceful and Tenuous Coexistence With The Circle, Led, Predictably By, Vivienne.

Even After His Magical Amputation, He Was Still A Formidable Opponent, He Was Among The Few Who's Magic Was Skillful Enough To Be Used With Mere Thought, and, With No Staff and Precise Enough Not Cause Unwarranted Harm. Anasterian Lead A Small Group Of Mages Who Wanted Freedom To Govern Themselves, But Not At The Expense Of The Chantry Or Others. Both A Circle and Not A Circle This College Of Mages Worked To Balance Their Duty To Themselves, Their Fellows, and Non-Magic Folk, Whilst Maintaining Strong Ties To Both Inquisition and Chantry. Anasterian's Freedom From Circles Enabled Him To Set Up An Orlaisen Branch Of His Marcher Family. Coincidentally, House Trevelyan Was Descended From House Pavus Of Tevinter, Dorian's House. Tevinter and Nevarra Though Bitter Rivals Over Territorial Borders, Had The Same Dedication To Proving Familial Ties As They Did In Keeping The Other At Bay.

Leliana and The Exalted Council Had Allowed The Inquisition To Function As An Honor Guard For Divine Victoria, But With The Knowledge That Mages Were Once Seekers, and The Book Of Seeker Secrets Within Cassandra's Hands, Anasterian Hoped To Bring Such Notions Back Into Reality. Anasterian's College Would Pursue This Line Of Thought, and Hopefully Create A Perfected Cure For Tranquil Mages. Anasterian Was Eager To Become More Than Just The Inquisitor, But Hoped To Fund and Found A Order Of Mage Knights. Orlais and Ferelden Had Chevaliers and Ash Warriors, But Mages Had Knight-Enchanters, Rift Mages, and Necromancers, Anasterian Specialised As A Necromancer, Having Trained As Such Under A Mortalitasi, But If Mages Could Hone These Talents Into A Weapon For Bettering The Common Folk, They'd Need Not Live In Perpetual Fear Of Mages.

Anasterian, Josephine and Their Company Had Now Returned To Val Royeaux and Headed Straight For The White Spire. They Walked In Accompanied By The White Cloak Bearing Guard Of The Inquisition, and Came Before The Divine Assembly. Josephine Bowed Like Her Usual Lady-Like Self and In Her Lady-Like Way, While Anasterian Marched Right To The Steps and Bowed Low. "Your Divine Excellence, We Have Returned With News From Tevinter." Says Anasterian. "What Does Magister Pavus Say To Our Request?" Asks Leliana. "The Magister Brought Your Request Before The Archon, Who In Turn Gave It To The Black Divine, They Have Agreed To Attend Your Requested Reconciliation Between The Orlaisen and Tevinter Chantries. But, I Too Have News, News I Must Bring Before This Assembly." Says Anasterian. "Speak Freely, Inquisitor Trevelyen, We Have No Secrets Between Friends, You Know That." Says Leliana. "My Wife and I, Are Expecting Our First Child, As The Divine and Our Friend, We Wish You and The Assembly To Be The First To Know." Says Anasterian.

Leliana Smiles, Before Rising Up, and Approaching Anasterian and Josephine. She Hugs Both Of Them. "Then This Is Great Cause For Celebration, Let Us Spread Word Of The Coming Child Of The Inquisitor, A Momentous Event." Says Leliana. "Thank You, Most Holy." Says Anasterian. "Do Not Thank Me, The Coming Of Your Child Shall Cause Much Emotion, Both Good and Bad." Says Leliana. "I Now Deem This Assembly Finished For The Day, You May Return To Your Duties." Says Leliana To The Assembled Clerics.

Anasterian Was In The Inquisitors Tower, A New Addition To The Spire Of Val Royeaux, Which Was Heavily Fortified Outside and Inside, There Was An Eluvian Inside The Spire, Which Anasterian Used To Travel To The Crossroads On Occasion. Nevertheless, He Wasn't Alone, He Had Visitors, In The Form Of Varric and The Hero Of Ferelden, Who Had Recently Left His Homeland Of Ferelden To Find Out How His Friend Leliana Was Doing, In Spite Of The Calls From The Ferelden Dog Lords To Come Back To Denerim and Rule Alongside Anora As He Is Meant To. They Had Been Discussing The Coming Blights, How The Inquisition Could Have A Role To Play In Stopping Them, Lord Cousland Had Been Named, The Now Reinstated, Commander Of The Grey Wardens Of Ferelden, After Discovering How To Remove The Necessity Of A True Calling From Being A Grey Warden, But Still Being One.

He Had Sent A Letter To Anora Asking Her To Wait For Him, Something About Finally Returning To Court. But Still, He Was Surprisingly Easygoing For A Man Of Such Experience and Status, He Had The Bearing Of A Man Who Knew What He Wanted From The World, But Also One Who Was Still Searching For Something. Anasterian Kept These Sentiments To Himself Though, and Simply Enjoyed The Antivan Wine Varric Had Brought With Him. "Not A Bad Vintage, The 6:03 Antivan, Personally I'm More Of A Starkhaven Ale Man Myself, But It's Always Good To Having A More Refined Drink Now and Then." Notes Lord Cousland. "A Man Of Dour Taste? What About Your Ritewine? What You'd Name It?" Asks Anasterian. "Darkspawn Piss." Says Cousland. "Mostly Just Elfroot, Blood Lotus, Rashvine, and Orlaisen and Tevinter Ale Boiled and Frozen Before Being Mixed Together." Says The Hero Of Ferelden. "Darkspawn Piss Indeed." Remarks Varric. "So Varric, That Book Of Yours Finished Yet? If The Last Few Are Anything To Go By, It'll Be Terrible." Says Anasterian Jokingly. "Terrible? I Have You Know This Book Is Very Much Like Leliana's Baby Nugs, It's My Masterpiece." Says A Mock Indignant Varric. "If You Say So." Says Cousland, Who Had Read All Varric's Past Work.