It has been a tough matter. The unidentified serial killer had now taken Hawke's mother. Despite the best efforts of you, you came too late. The mad blood mage Quentin had already accomplished his horrific deed.

You all had kept a certain distance to Hawke for a while to deal with the loss of his mother. After three days, you decided to visit him to see if he needed anything. Orana told you that he was in his bedroom. After knocking softly against the thick door, you opened it and stepped inside.

Hawke was sitting on his bed and looked at the floor. If you wouldn't know better, you'd think he was a statue. You walked over to him and sat next to him.