The world of Thedas is one wide and ever expansive. Races and religions share the land alike, even if not quite peacefully.

Within these lands, a break in the sky opened and out poured Fade Demons into the life the people of Thedas knew.

Up from the ashes rose the Inquisition, of whomst started a quest to vanquish all demons from their home and bring peace once more.

... ... ...

Out in an open field, a rift is closed and sealed shut. Blackwall slashes away one last demon, brushing himself off just afterwards.

Blackwall: "Mm... It feels like there's more demons the longer time continues."

Solas, ever the one to draw logic from a situation, speaks up in his flippant yet clearly wisdom based tone.

Solas: "Because there is. They have access to our realm, but it takes time for forces to mobilize, even among demons. Time has passed."

Cassandra, the mostly focused lady of her team, calls back to her group in a firm and commanding tone.

Cassandra: "Let's get a move on, we've got places to be!"

Varric, sarcastic as ever and more than willing to dick around with his friends, teases the uptight woman.

Varric: "Awe c'mon Cass, why don't we rest for a little while?"