'Tis said that Corypheus woke after his long slumber and found the world gone awry. He fought to bring back those days of magic and shadow, to raise himself as a god, and set things right. Now we are left with a scar in the sky to remind us of what almost was. It tells us that a great victory against chaos was won, but left the world forever changed.

Consider the mighty Empire of Orlais, where Gaspard has ascended to the golden throne. He rules unopposed. Each noble house that rises up against him soon realizes it has made its last mistake. He settles disputes with Ferelden, freeing the Orlesian armies to fortify the northern Tevinter borders. His victories are many. Strength and stability are restored to Orlais... for now.

Fortunately for Gaspard, his gratitude towards the Inquisition has remained strong. Some claim the emperor relies too much on his new allies, but others know the truth. His enemies hesitate only because they fear the Inquisition's revenge - but for how long?

One month after the defeat of Corypheus, the Chantry names Cassandra as successor to the Sunburst Throne. Given the name Divine Victoria, she immediately enacts reform: a new Templar Order, and a new Circle of Magi. A proclamation of support for the Inquisition is issued, recognizing its service to all of Thedas. A new sect arises, demanding a return to the status quo. Negotiations quickly break down. It is the first time the Chantry has ever declared open war against itself.

Those Templars of the Inquisition who were recruited at Therinfal Redoubt are left with a choice.

Some return to the Templar Order under the new Divine, but the rest elect to shed their allegiance forever. Under the watchful eye of Commander Cullen, these men and women form the core of the Inquisition's strength for years to come.

The Inquisition grew to the force not many would believe if they knew how old it was. From merely a year, they commanded Legions with the backing of political powers from kingdoms all around. The Herald of Andraste grew fame each passing day as stories of his exploits became more and more mystical thanks to a traveling Dwarf whom will not be named. Its web of influence is felt in every hall. Through diplomacy and the trading of favors, it has gathered the power to shake kingdoms.

I leave Skyhold now, knowing that power will continue to grow. The Inquisitor is a symbol to many, a leader of the changing world order. To others, (s)he has become a target. They linger in the shadows, waiting for their day to come. When it does, the Inquisition shall stand ready.

And what of the Grey Wardens you may ask?

Those Grey Wardens who survived the battle at Adamant ventured north into exile. They returned to the mighty fortress of Weisshaupt, and word slowly spreads that a battle for control of the Order has erupted. It is said that Loghain leads these Wardens in their rebellion, a fight to change the Order from within. Indeed, before long, all news out of Weisshaupt ends. Slowly, the Wardens withdraw from across the north as well. Some believe the ancient order is on the verge of vanishing forever.

It was then that the Inquisition set it's eyes to the Anderfels, to bring stability in the chaos of the Warden conflict. That was a simple story set by the people of Orlais. Indeed, Ferelden soon joined with a contingent force to support the Inquisition. Blights soon appeared once more. Once in Tevinter, another in Orlais, and the last two in Ferelden and the Anderfels. The Grey Wardens were nothing more than a folktale by that time.

Scouts followed trail after trail, leading to an old crypt in Weisshaupt Fortress. The Wardens all died off in their final battle to change themselves from within. Or so said the Chantry lest they face the consequences of their own wrong doings.

In truth, it was there where the legend of the Grey Wardens soon were snuffed out of existence forever. Where they left wounded, bloodied, and dying through an ancient Elven Eluvian.

Southern Anima was uninhabited thanks to the fierce sandstorms and heat of the desert with small patches of forest and mountains. It was only when a scouting party met a besieged village on the outskirts to the north.

With Arms, Arrow, Force of Will, and Intelligence of mind, The wardens met face to face with a new enemy, an Enemy they were confident in fighting, killing compared to those like themselves. Creatures of Grimm, or what Archivists would say, Remnant's Darkspawn.

The boy was proven to be a miracle even at the age of 7 when they found him along the mountains of Ferelden. With unforeseen occurrences of a premature Joining, the Taint was instantly purified from his blood. A glowing white barrier encased his skin like a suit of armor. The boy soon lived every waking moment under the Guidance of a Warden. The first to greet Remnant were led by this young man, Senior Warden-Adept of the Grey, raised and trained by First Warden Loghain Mac Tir and the former Hero of Ferelden, the gift giver, the deal maker, killed when she gave the final blow to the archdemon during the Fifth Blight, Gods rest her soul.

"I remember the moon being broken when I was a younger. You thought I was joking, but here we are. Let's hope this place is a bit more hospitable compared to Thedas. Least where we landed is a lot like the Anderfels and Ferelden mashed together like yesterday's stew."

The Warden-Adept took stock of his surroundings before he held the command of the griffons. The bird-like darkspawn were a force to be reckoned with, the riders would be able to do little while they were out numbered. His troops took charge at the village defenses, Rogues to the ramparts, Warriors to defend the civilians, and his mages to blast lightning to the sky.

In War, Victory
In Peace, Vigilance
In Death, Sacrifice

Very Small. Yes, this is a Grey Warden(Faction) centric hook for a Fic. I thought this up on the fly and believed it would prove to be amazing if done right.

Sorry for not updating in a Month... or two.