Eddie & Adaar (& Open)
"Very. Though at home, it's not superstition. It's just smart." With everything she'd learned about the elven gods and the Maker in the last few years, she could only come to one conclusion: All legends are true. Somewhat. If people had started believing something mystical, there was usually something to it.
She ran her thumb over the palm of her metal hand, watching the edges of the forest. All that time in Skyhold, and no one had ever had the courage to launch an assault on the fortress. Mount Weather wasn't a fortress, and this wasn't a trained army. This second, she was desperately homesick.