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Finished this one up in time for NWFF! 

He snatched out with a hand, grabbing Cole around the neck and hoisting him off the ground. Cole choked and flailed weakly, but there was nothing he could do…

“Let him go!” Rhys called out. ‘He’s nothing to you!’

The Lord Seeker turned and looked at Rhys in honest consternation. “This creature preys upon those I am sworn to protect, no matter how undeserving. It has fooled you, turned you into a murderer, and would have made you its host before long. Why defend it?”…

Rhys steeled himself, and slowly stood…he reached deep down inside and summoned mana. The pain was incredible, almost blinding, but he fought through it with sheer will alone. White fire curled around his fists, the air crackling with magic.

That got the Lord Seeker’s attention. Rhys could see the calculation in the man’s eyes: Is he bluffing? How much power does he truly have? He released Cole’s neck, letting the young man slump to the ground, and pointed his sword at Rhys in warning. “Don’t be a fool.”

Rhys did not waver. “A fool is a man who reaches beyond his grasp. A fool is a man that refuses to accept there are limits to his knowledge. I am no fool.”

Cole scrambled away from the Lord Seeker, and then stopped. He looked over at Rhys, their eyes meeting … and Rhys saw he was crying. There was no denial there, no refusal or anger. There was a realization. Cole’s world had crashed down around him, the one thing he’d always feared finally come true: he wasn’t real.

And just like that, Cole faded away.

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Varric: Great, we’re in the Deep Roads. I feel myself getting “dwarfier” by the minute. Did I just sprout a beard? Ugh, I hate caves.

Cassandra: Yes, yes. You hate the Deep Roads, and caves, and the outdoors.

Sera: And everything that isn’t hearing himself talk…

Dorian: Orleasian cafés, taverns that are too tidy, slopes of greater than 10°.

Blackwall: Also quiet, and most kinds of smells. Rain. Water in general.

Vivienne: And Orlesians, Fereldens, Nevarrans, mages, templars, the entire Merchant Guild, nugs- 

Iron Bull: And slopes, uneven ground, the dark, pretty much all kinds of weather.

Cole: The smell of the sea, [Varric voice] Who made the ground vertical? Mountains covered in the dead.

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