Visit the Mage's Tower.

Finished with your lunch, you stroll through the halls with no real destination in mind. The beauty of your Throne's magic turning Skyhold into your own personal playground is you're never more than a few steps away from your next blowjob.

On your way through the main hall, you pass a group of dwarven stone masons eagerly assembling the latest erotic mosaic your scholars have unearthed on their Deep Roads expeditions. While you wouldn't consider yourself a patron of the arts, you could certainly appreciate a well-sculpted pair of tits to liven up your throne room. This newest acquisition of yours depicted a raucous orgy in the center of Orzaamar's Chamber of Assembly. You find it rather impressive the festivities carried on long enough to be immortalized in stone. Then again, perhaps that's exactly why they were immortalized.

Eventually, your aimless wandering brings you to the mage's tower, where the air is thick with the smell of sex and lyrium.

In the months since acquiring the Blowjob Throne, you've unsurprisingly become captivated with the subject of sex magic. You've diverted a large chunk of Inquisition resources into renovating Skyhold's tower, reshaping it into a place for mages to research the erotic arts without shame. Under Grand Enchanter Fiona's guardianship and with zero Chantry oversight, Skyhold's mage tower had become the preeminent academy for those seeking to further the studies of carnal knowledge.

You find mages scattered all throughout the tower, fully engrossed in their studies. Some are poring over ancient tomes, transcribing pages for any mention of arcane sex rituals or artifacts. Others engage in a more "hands-on" type of research, openly having sex with their fellow mages while the Tranquil emotionlessly clean the tower.

Your eyes are drawn to a particularly enticing scene: Lysette, the former Templar, getting her pussy pounded by a group of young mages testing the effects of a new formulation of stamina potion. Judging by the sweat rolling from her toned body and her cock-drunk expression, you wouldn't be surprised to learn she'd been taking mage cock for days now.

"Oh Maker, I love mage cock!" Lysette moans, her body vibrating like pure lyrium as another orgasm crashes over her.

Unable to hold back any longer, the mage lets out a moan as he fills Lysette with his hot, sticky magically-enhanced load, pulling out and letting his spunk trickle from her ravaged pussy while the mages meticulously jot down their findings.

But before you can be enticed to join the fun, you hear the sound of bickering happening on the floor directly above you. There's definitely an argument taking place up there, though it's hard to tell between whom.

You suppose as the Inquisitor, it's your responsibility to resolve personal squabbles between your subjects...