[How many could say they got an invitation like that from the Champion of Kirkwall? Chuckling, she moved to settle next to him, glancing down at her wrist and the freshly cleaned gash there from earlier. She might be the Inquisitor, but hey, some bad guys just got lucky.

At least they did until she fried them for getting too close.]

Stiff and a little tired. The battle was longer than I expected and in all honesty, there were more Red Templars than we thought. Still, we won the day. Bull invited us both to the Herald's Rest to celebrate, but I'm not sure I'm up for his kind of celebrating. I actually want to be able to walk in the morning.