To Strike Him Down And Take His Throne

"Herald, you've held this throne for nearly a year now and you've done very little to earn it. You took advantage of a gift and exploited these fine people." You began to say, "You treat them as slaves, a key example stands right next to you." You added as you pointed to Morrigan who glared at the Herald, "A man who calls himself the Herald, the leader of the inquisition shouldn't be a glutton, he shouldn't be resented by most of his people."

The Herald smirked, "I'm sorry to tell you Warden but these people follow me for I speak for them. And I was voted to lead this inquisition." He slowly moved up to you closing the gap, "Despite what you may think, these people serve me."

"You don't speak for Andraste, you know this." You whispered back to him, "I past through the tests of the gatekeeper, took the ashes of Andraste to save a young boy. Leliana was with me that day, she can attest to this. If anyone should be leading this inquisition, it should be me." You said causing the whole room to gasp, "So what say we settle this like two honorable men, a duel."

"You come in here, question me, insult the man who may have saved the world. If you want a fight then you have one!" The Herald exclaimed.

You and the Herald quickly prepared for battle, which would happen in the courtyard of this very hold. You pulled out your sword and shield, standing firm as you watched the Herald approach, just barely fitting in his robes, clearly he'd been out of action for some time now. The two of you stood on opposite ends of the courtyard staring, waiting. Suddenly the Herald let out a yell and shot lighting straight towards you. A simple maneuver evaded this strike and you, with great precision, threw your sword at him. The Herald, unable to see this ever coming, crumbled to the ground as the sword struck him in the face.

The group all turned to you, the simplicity of your action caused a shock to even the most loyal of followers. You walked to the man and ripped the sword from his head, "Here me now people, I saved Ferelden from the blight all those years ago and now I will take up lead of the inquisition. No longer will you be lead by a man unable to lead himself!" A roar of cheers were heard as you climbed the stairs of Skyhold, walking back through the doors you sat down on the Blowjob throne, prepared to lead far better than that man could. A small smile curled up on you, the power of this throne would surely make your time enjoyable however.