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Sitting underneath the waterfall is where the Inquisitor could be found. The water was rushing over him, his eyes were closed as he sat under the water meditating. The cool water relaxed his muscles that were tense along his back, a calming sigh left the elf as he felt his body relax for a moment.

His calm face flinched in a painful one as a loud crack left his marked hand and a bright green light shine around him as the crack forced him to the ground. A painful whimper left him as he moved his hand lightly getting rid of some of the tension. The mark as been bother him since the day he closed the last breach and he doesn’t know why it’s doing it now…only if Solas was still here, he would know what to do.

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Opening his eyes at hearing the sounds of footsteps heading his way made him turn his head and look behind him, seeing Bull head his way. A sigh left his lips as he shook his hand a bit as the last bit of pain dulled into a dull thud that he could handle for the time being.

"If that would only stop it Bull" he said pulling his knees under him and standing to his feet. He knew his mark was getting worse, he could feel it growing by each passing day.

"I am fine it was just a small discharge" he told the Tal-Vashoth he considered one of his closest friend "it's passed now."

On the quiet grounds of Skyhold, when ones were still asleep in their beds, a lone stranger stood out on the training grounds. The sound of a spinning staff could be heard, as the Inquisitor stood in the middle of the grounds, his staff moving as if was being attack by an unknown stranger. The staff would flare up with his magic at times, shooting shots of lightning at the training dummies.

A crack like sound disturbed the silent, his mark glowing a brighter green as his staff fell to ground and him bringing his hand to his chest wishing the pain would stop. “DAMN IT!” He all but screams out as his hand shakes with soft tremors of pain, he kneels in the ground, his other hand glowing a soft hoping his healing magic can soothe the pain.

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He looks over at her as the snake slithered up her arm "I don't even know how I got myself here Alice" he tells her "this mark it's magic I don't I don't understand." "I didn't cast the magic, time magic was never something I learned in my clan or even heard of before, until I joined the inquisition" he said as the bull headed creature came back once again and he let it sniff his hand as he held it out.

Alice let the snake wrap around her arm. “I’ve never traveled through time. That seems like too much responsibility. Coming here I enough.” She pursed her lips. “Im sure you miss your friends and are a busy man. I can try to get you back. Though I will need your help since you brought yourself here.”

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When the cobra made of vines with a flower hood made its way to him, it made him kneel down to look closer at the strange creature. Even in his dalish legends he has never heard of such strange creatures "it was a strange experience, time magic is something I never dealt with in my clan" he says watching the vine cobra. But when the snail the size of a bear slithered out from somewhere, seeing the size of it made his eyes grow, creatures like this seemed as if they could exist with the elven legends of old.

“Your weapon will return to you when you calm down. I can’t have you killing my friends.” Her eyes landed on the mark. Alice pursed her lips. “You’re him…aren’t you? The one they say will fix this whole mess. Then that explains it. That mark must be what brought you here. That’s…worrisome.” Alice folded her hands in front of her and tried to think of what she should do. Could she transport him out? She had never brought others to Wonderland so she’s not sure how it would work.

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His body relaxed as he felt the weight of his staff return to his back. His hand crackled green and he winced "so I guess when the last rift I was closed connected to your fa..Wonderland and it brought me here for some reason" he says raising his hand up as it shined a bit and he looked down at it. He looks over at her "it almost feels like when I went forward into time" he tells her as the bull head creature came back up to him and Duilin backed away a bit startled by it.

“Your weapon will return to you when you calm down. I can’t have you killing my friends.” Her eyes landed on the mark. Alice pursed her lips. “You’re him…aren’t you? The one they say will fix this whole mess. Then that explains it. That mark must be what brought you here. That’s…worrisome.” Alice folded her hands in front of her and tried to think of what she should do. Could she transport him out? She had never brought others to Wonderland so she’s not sure how it would work.

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"My name is Duilin" he tells Alice as he takes a deep breath feeling his hear starting to calm since his sudden appreance into this strange world. "So this isn't the fade?" he asked her "something felt different when I was closing the rift" he said mostly to himself. He felt himself turning around almost like he was in awe of this strange new fade like place, Solas would be almost mad at him right now but, only if he could find away home.

“Your weapon will return to you when you calm down. I can’t have you killing my friends.” Her eyes landed on the mark. Alice pursed her lips. “You’re him…aren’t you? The one they say will fix this whole mess. Then that explains it. That mark must be what brought you here. That’s…worrisome.” Alice folded her hands in front of her and tried to think of what she should do. Could she transport him out? She had never brought others to Wonderland so she’s not sure how it would work.

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His staff was almost a comfort object given to him by his keeper when he first went to the Conclave, his hand with the mark clenched into a fist like it would around his staff. She had it and he couldn't get it back yet. "If you mean the Inquisitor..then yes" he says to her "and I don't know -he sighs- why it brought me here to this place" his eyes keep looking at the strange surroundings. He didn't like being here all by himself without his group that he traveled with...he can only wonder what's going through their mind as he disappeared from their sights.

“Your weapon will return to you when you calm down. I can’t have you killing my friends.” Her eyes landed on the mark. Alice pursed her lips. “You’re him…aren’t you? The one they say will fix this whole mess. Then that explains it. That mark must be what brought you here. That’s…worrisome.” Alice folded her hands in front of her and tried to think of what she should do. Could she transport him out? She had never brought others to Wonderland so she’s not sure how it would work.

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Duilin almost fell back as she walked closer to him, his hands ending up behind him. He wanted to escape from here. His chest was hurting from heavy beating of his heart but, he took a deep breath trying to call himself "yes I am a mage" he said as his hand sparked green that made him wince in pain. Wonderland??? He wondered he has never heard of that place nor has Solas ever told him about anything like this before. He could feel himself start to panic almost like he did when the whole mess with the Breach started. Then he seen the strange creatures pass by him which made him scramble to his feet and go for his staff but his eyes widen as he doesn't see his staff anywhere.

Duilin knew from experience that the fade was not place we’re one wanted to be alone without the comfort of friends. He learned from a young from his keeper, as he learned his own magic, that the fade could be helpful but also fearful in its own right, with demons and other temptations that would tempt the mind of anyone who dared entered. It was just another mission, a simple mission to close a fade rift that caused a disturbance in the hinterlands but, something felt off…felt different.

As the last demon fell from a deadly shock of his storm magic and, he raised his hand closing the rift but a shout of pain escaped his lips as he felt a painful pull from his hand. He felt as if he was falling, it felt like before when he fell into the fade the last time, he felt himself land on something solid, grass under his fingers as he looked around with hazy vision.

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Duilin sat up fast, his eyes wide as he looked around at his surroundings...this wasn't the fade! Even in his dreams the fade has never looked like this, he couldn't feel any demons here..just the magic.

His blue eyes wide and he turned fast hearing someone or something talk behind him. His hair moved with him as he turned fast from where he had landed. A woman was sitting on a giant mushroom, he was almost afraid to speak the fade has never looked like this. "W..where am i,what is this !?!" he ask he almost resorted to speaking elvish because he was terrifed.

Duilin knew from experience that the fade was not place we’re one wanted to be alone without the comfort of friends. He learned from a young from his keeper, as he learned his own magic, that the fade could be helpful but also fearful in its own right, with demons and other temptations that would tempt the mind of anyone who dared entered. It was just another mission, a simple mission to close a fade rift that caused a disturbance in the hinterlands but, something felt off…felt different.

As the last demon fell from a deadly shock of his storm magic and, he raised his hand closing the rift but a shout of pain escaped his lips as he felt a painful pull from his hand. He felt as if he was falling, it felt like before when he fell into the fade the last time, he felt himself land on something solid, grass under his fingers as he looked around with hazy vision.

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His staff was held tightly in his hands as he stood up on a hill watching his clan move around their settlement, he stood watch over his clan making sure no dangers came to his family. His faithful friend sat perched on his shoulder, the crow's black feather shine in the sunlight as it caws lightly before taking off and flying overhead. The peaceful nature surrounding their settlement went away fast as shouting came from the some of the hunters as they ran into the camp making him fade step to them, leaving icy spots in his wake as he held his staff out to the strangers "stop strangers!" He says "you do not have permission to be here"

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Duilin knew from experience that the fade was not place we’re one wanted to be alone without the comfort of friends. He learned from a young from his keeper, as he learned his own magic, that the fade could be helpful but also fearful in its own right, with demons and other temptations that would tempt the mind of anyone who dared entered. It was just another mission, a simple mission to close a fade rift that caused a disturbance in the hinterlands but, something felt off…felt different.

As the last demon fell from a deadly shock of his storm magic and, he raised his hand closing the rift but a shout of pain escaped his lips as he felt a painful pull from his hand. He felt as if he was falling, it felt like before when he fell into the fade the last time, he felt himself land on something solid, grass under his fingers as he looked around with hazy vision.

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His staff was held tightly in his hands as he stood up on a hill watching his clan move around their settlement, he stood watch over his clan making sure no dangers came to his family. His faithful friend sat perched on his shoulder, the crow's black feather shine in the sunlight as it caws lightly before taking off and flying overhead. The peaceful nature surrounding their settlement went away fast as shouting came from the some of the hunters as they ran into the camp making him fade step to them, leaving icy spots in his wake as he held his staff out to the strangers "stop strangers!" He says "you do not have permission to be here"

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Inside the stables of Skyhold sat the inquisitor, his mount, a redisih brown hart that he has has had since he was a small elfling, had its head on his lap and was petting the soft fur between its horns. The inquisitor was in hiding, hiding from his advisors. He needed to be away for away from them, after running for weeks on emd, he felt as if he was going to break any moment, he felt almost homesick in away. A sight left him as he looked down at his hart as it let out a puff of air "we are both far away from home my friend" he says smiling softly to it.

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Duilin turned his head as he heard footsteps heading in his direction. Looking up he sees Dorian heading towards him, kneeling beside him and keeping his voice soft.

His head nods no "it's been getting worse since the last rift we closed" he says looking down at his hand "it has been doing this for the past few days and feeling like it's getting worse each time." His hand shakes lightly with a quiver of pain.

On the quiet grounds of Skyhold, when ones were still asleep in their beds, a lone stranger stood out on the training grounds. The sound of a spinning staff could be heard, as the Inquisitor stood in the middle of the grounds, his staff moving as if was being attack by an unknown stranger. The staff would flare up with his magic at times, shooting shots of lightning at the training dummies.

A crack like sound disturbed the silent, his mark glowing a brighter green as his staff fell to ground and him bringing his hand to his chest wishing the pain would stop. “DAMN IT!” He all but screams out as his hand shakes with soft tremors of pain, he kneels in the ground, his other hand glowing a soft hoping his healing magic can soothe the pain.

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On the quiet grounds of Skyhold, when ones were still asleep in their beds, a lone stranger stood out on the training grounds. The sound of a spinning staff could be heard, as the Inquisitor stood in the middle of the grounds, his staff moving as if was being attack by an unknown stranger. The staff would flare up with his magic at times, shooting shots of lightning at the training dummies.

A crack like sound disturbed the silent, his mark glowing a brighter green as his staff fell to ground and him bringing his hand to his chest wishing the pain would stop. “DAMN IT!” He all but screams out as his hand shakes with soft tremors of pain, he kneels in the ground, his other hand glowing a soft hoping his healing magic can soothe the pain.

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On the quiet grounds of Skyhold, when ones were still asleep in their beds, a lone stranger stood out on the training grounds. The sound of a spinning staff could be heard, as the Inquisitor stood in the middle of the grounds, his staff moving as if was being attack by an unknown stranger. The staff would flare up with his magic at times, shooting shots of lightning at the training dummies. A crack like sound disturbed the silent, his mark glowing a brighter green as his staff fell to ground and him bringing his hand to his chest wishing the pain would stop. "DAMN IT!" He all but screams out as his hand shakes with soft tremors of pain, he kneels in the ground, his other hand glowing a soft hoping his healing magic can soothe the pain.

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