Investigate the Chantry in Valence.

A few days travel later, you and Leliana arrive in the village of Valence. Lately, you tended to avoid such tedious expeditions but matters like this require your full attention. And of course, sharing a cozy carriage with your lovely spymaster makes the entire trip far more tolerable.

Resting on the coast of the Waking Sea, Valence appears to be as remote as a "remote village" could ever be. The Chantry building is easy to locate, being both the largest structure in sight and the only one that seems to receive any amount of upkeep. Most of the other buildings in town are shabby, beaten down by the constant threat of storms and hastily patched together with driftwood from shipwrecked vessels. Clearly, the pious little town has seen better days.

Seated at the top of a tall hill, the Chantry overlooks the entire village. Taking the steps to the top leaves you rather winded so you're thankful when Leliana opens the heavy doors for you.

Stepping inside, you find the Chantry to be even nicer on the inside. A long, red carpet splits the wide hallway supported by several stone arches. Statues, paintings, and murals of various Chantry symbols fill the entire chapel. At the end of the long chamber stands an immaculate statue of the holy prophet Andraste. The piece depicts her in the classic pose, her right hand clutching her breast as she kindles a flame in her left. Her eyes are shut tight while her mouth remains wide open, meant to represent her in mid-Chant but having seen similar looks on the faces of your cocksleeves, you can't help but draw a more perverted interpretation of the art.

You watch Leliana humble herself before the stonework, whispering a prayer under her breath.

Seeing this, you can't help but consider the future. If the Inquisition succeeds in saving Thedas, will statues of you grace temples like this? Will future generations marvel at Andraste's Herald, bending at the knee to plant kisses on his chiseled, stone cock? Here's hoping that the sculptors of the future keep things anatomically flattering, shall we say.

Continuing to inspect the cathedral, you fail to notice the lone chantry sister approaching you.

"Leliana?" the woman speaks in an Orlesian accent thicker than plum pudding. "Is that you?"

"Sister Natalie!" the redhead responds in surprise. "I thought you were still in Val Royeaux."

"No. I've been here since Justinia's passing. This place...makes me feel like she's still with us."

The two women share a warm embrace. However, you notice as Leliana leans into their hug, she looks to you and shakes her head. Evidently, the spymaster has already found cause to be suspicious here. Confident you've been sufficiently alerted, Leliana turns to introduce you.

"Inquisitor, this is Sister Natalie," she says with a fake smile. "A dear and trusted friend..."

"Inquisitor?" Natalie interrupts, startled by the revelation she's been in the holy presence of the Herald this entire time. "My lord, you must forgive me for not recognizing you sooner."

"Perhaps that's my fault," you chuckle, reaching for the front of your trousers. It's impolite of you to hide what most who've met you would say is easily your most distinguishing feature.

You draw your flaccid snake over the front of your breeches and within seconds, the young nun is on her knees providing you with the greeting you've come to expect from your loyal subjects.

"To what honor do we owe this visit, Herald?" she coos, placing a smooch between every word.

"Natalie," Leliana takes the lead, looking down at her fellow lay sister as she acquaints herself with your supposedly sacred rod. "Something is hidden here. Something Justinia left for me."

"Oh?" Natalie reacts, lifting her perched lips off your rapidly thickening shaft. "What is it?"

"I don't know," she admits. "But we'll find it. I'm curious to see what brought us all here..."

"Allow me to help you-GLACK!" Natalie offers, starting to rise to her feet before Leliana places her hand firmly on the back of the woman's head and shoves her back down your lengthy cock.

"That won't be necessary, Natalie." Leliana insists, holding the girl's face flush with your lap. "I'll handle finding the Divine's secret, you..." the bard smirks. "Tend to our Herald's needs."

Giving you a covert wink, your spymaster steps away. It doesn't take a genius to decipher that Leliana wants you to keep Natalie occupied while she searches for the clues within the Chantry. Taking a seat on a nearby stone bench, you proceed to distract Sister Natalie as only you could, placing your hand atop the nun's silly hat as you bounce her head upon your lap.

As a former Circle Mage, you always had a thing for Chantry sisters. And while your treatment in Ostwick's Circle was never particularly harsh, you couldn't help but feel a transgressive thrill face-fucking a member of an organization that locked you in a glorified prison most of your life.

"How does my mage cock taste, Chantry whore?" you taunt, holding her down on your cock.

"Datasseissindaascwibable, Hewad..." she mouths, struggling to form words around your girth. To your ears, most Orlesians already spoke like they had cocks in their mouths so now actually having one only serves to make the woman completely incomprehensible.

While you handle the lay sister, Leliana explores the chapel. Recalling Justinia's instructions, your quick-witted spymaster makes short work of the first clue, finding a hidden mechanism behind one of the Chantry's oil paintings. Occasionally, you catch Natalie sneaking glances at Leliana's activity but a blunt thrust to the back of her throat is enough to refocus the Sister.

This continues for several minutes as you work Natalie's mouth up and down your hard shaft, Though you've lost sight of Leliana, a second click indicates she's still making steady progress.

Now you really begin throat-fucking the Sister in earnest, hands gripping the sides of her head as you work through years of pent-up anger at the Chantry. The nun's gagging echoes through the chapel like the morning Chants as spit and tears cascade down the front of white robes.

"Holy fuck!" you groan, losing yourself in all the depravity. For a moment, you feel a twinge of superstition about cursing in the Chantry but it passes just as quickly as it arrives. To be honest, if the Maker were going to strike you down it probably would've happened a long time ago.

With a firm push, you bottom out in Natalie's spasming throat before pulling her off entirely. You repeat this action a few times, holding her head down a bit longer each time that you do, punctuating every short reprieve for breath the Sister gets with a wet cock slap across her face.

A long groan signals your imminent orgasm as you sink Natalie's head to the base of your cock, burying her nose in a patch of dark pubes. The first blasts shoot directly down to her stomach, the nun's body instantly reacting, her hands pushing your thighs at the unfamiliar sensations.

Partially answering her prayers, you pull back enough to let the next few jets coat her tongue, forcing the liar to taste your justice. Sister Natalie continues to retch hard as you fill her mouth with foul-tasting seed until, with one final grunt, you pull the woman's head right off your lap, unleashing white-hot fury upon her face, painting her nose, cheeks, lips and silly hat in spunk.

Finally relaxing your grip on Natalie's head, the Chantry sister collapses onto the marble floor, flailing and sputtering as you suddenly hear a third and likely final click ring out in the chapel.

"Inquisitor, I believe I've found something..." Leliana beckons you from the rear of the Chantry.

Rising from your seat, you leave the indisposed Natalie where she is. Circling around the altar, you find an entire portion of the back mural beginning to open wide, revealing a hidden room. Inside the secret chamber, there is stone pedestal with a small golden chest resting upon it.

You and the spymaster give each other a look, confident you've found what you came here for.

Suddenly, Leliana turns to see Natalie standing behind her. Pinning the Chantry sister against the base of the statue of Andraste, the spymaster draws her dagger and presses it to her neck.

"Sorry to keep to you waiting..." Leliana smirks, lapping a drop of cum from Natalie's cheek.

"Would you mind telling me what's going here, spymaster?" you ask, barely keeping up.

"Our friend Sister Natalie here is a spy," Leliana explains. "Working for Grand Cleric Victorie. Keep that pretty mouth shut if you must, dear," she chuckles. "I saw the signs clear as day."

"The Inquisition has turned Thedas away from the Chantry," Natalie asserts, her face serious despite the layers of spunk. "It serves the whims of a fat, perverted heretic. It must be stopped."

"Stop us?" Leliana scoffs, letting out a chuckle right in the Sister's face. "You must be joking."

"The Inquisition has more enemies than you know..." the Sister offers as a cryptic warning.

"If your Grand Cleric wishes to stop me, she's welcome to try," you smirk, miming a blowjob.

"Kill me then!" Natalie demands with a defiant glare. "I'm not afraid to die for my beliefs."

You watch Natalie close her eyes, whispering her final prayers to the Maker under her breath as Leliana's fingers tighten around the hilt of her blade, preparing to carry out the violent deed.

"Wait, Leliana!" you intervene, placing your hand on her shoulder. "We shouldn't kill her."

"You expect me to just let her go?" the redhead questions as Natalie breathes a sigh of relief.

"Let her go?" you smirk. "No, she'll be far more useful as a public cum-dump back at Skyhold."

Leliana nods, before turning back to the Sister. "The Inquisitor has chosen to show you mercy."

The spymaster lowers her blade, letting Natalie fall to her knees. Before the Sister can resist, you focus your magic and cast a gentle paralysis spell on the nun, freezing her right in place, not unlike the statue of Andraste above her. You'll offer the local men a few coppers to toss your new toy into the trunk of your carriage when the time comes to return to Skyhold.

With Sister Natalie taken care of, the only thing left to do is get a peek inside Leliana's box.