After a long and wearing day of travel, you find yourselves in the hills of the Thedas highland. It's cold, chilling and rattling. The sun is setting, and daylight won't last long. The night will be difficult, perhaps lethal if you get caught outside shelter.

Just before dusk, you manage to find a fortress of sorts. But people have been wandering in and out, so... Clearly it's inhabited. Even if it is a military base, you have little choice.

You find a way to walk inside unnoticed by following behind a party of people entering. To your luck, the guards say nothing.

To your severe unluck however, the party you used to gain entry just so happened to also be the people who run the place. And when one turns around to speak with their party... They spot you.

Leliana: "... That's... Not one of our people."

Leliana sounds not upset, but not welcoming. Purely... Confused. Her traveling party consists of Cassandra, Iron Bull, Blackwall, and Solas. The four quickly turn around to see what their leader had pointed out, finding... You.