Offer the head of the inquisition a proposal. That is all there is too it. Awaiting outside the gates stood Krem in thick winter furs to stand against the cold weather. Awaiting a response from the Seeker as he stands outside looking at the inquisition forces train new recruits.

Krem smirks to himself.

We can take 'em

" Who're you?"

" huh?" He looks around, no one. Then feels someone grip his pant leg as he looks down at a small elf with the biggest blues hes seen in a while.

"You're new."

" I am, I go by Krem." He smiles at the kid, looking around and taking notice of the Commander sneaking a few glances in his direction.

Nothing on the Commander being married or keeping a lover. A bastard maybe?

" And you might you be?

"I'm the inquisitor."

A chuckle escapes from Krems lips. "So you're the one I'm suppose to be making a deal with?"

The child nods cutely, and Krem can't help but play along.

" Alright your Worship, I am here in leu of my client, The Iron bull and our group of chargers, we're a mercenary group."

The child's eyes widen in excitement. " You have an Iron Bull?"

Krem can't help but smile, "We do, and he would like to make to join your little group here, for a small fee of course."

"Why? It's cold here."

"You're right, but my boss doesn't mind the cold. And he would really like to meet your worship."

The child tilts his head, "But why would a bull want to live here?"

" Because there are some things your army and spies can't do, that we can."

" Like what?"

" You name it, we can probably do it."

The child crosses his arms looking up in the deepest thoughtful that a child could possibly have.

" Can you make there be less work?"

Krem chuckles, " sure, whatever your little worship likes."

The elf child smiles brightly at this and hugs the leg of his pants. " I like you. We're friends now."

The charger can't help but blush in pure bliss. Then realizes that the seeker had returned for him, the child grips his hand and smiles at the Seeker. The charger swear that the stern woman cracks a small smile.

" Cassy, lookit! Krem!"

" I can see that little one," she motions for the elf to go to her side, to which the child immediately does, jumping into a hug as he is lifted off the ground. He rests his head in the crook of her neck as Krems sees the child's lips moving.

A little spy?

" Josephine will be with you soon." She nods to him as she turns away down a road.

" Bye bye Krem!" The elven child waves to him with a smile on his face. The seeker turns her head and the child once again burrows his head in her neck.

" No Cassy! I'm not tired!" He doesn't put much of a fight as he sees the child being taken away to a cabin inside the walls.

Once again he chuckles to himself, eagerly awaiting when he can tell the chief about the identity of the Inquisitor.

...

...

At the storm front they are greeted by the Seeker and a small troupe of soldiers who seem to act as her guard. She stands her ground against the Bull who jests her a few times, see what she's made of. Krem gives a report as he sees a flash of white and something small grab his leg from behind in a hug.

" Krem!"

He sees he child from a few days ago now wearing a small waterproof poncho made of furs looking up at him with a bright smile on his face.

" Krem, what have I said about stealing kids?!" Iron Bull calls out to him being distracted from his conversation from the Seeker.

" Nothing sir. Suppose he wanted to see the Iron Bull up close."

The child laughs. " That's not a Bull, that's a Qunari."

"In name only." Krem jokes but both he and the Bull exchange a look of displeasure. The Bull looks back at the Seeker. " Even where I'm from, we don't train our children this young."

The Seeker sighs. "You were the one who demanded our Inquisitor be brought."

Her words shock those present as the child runs back to the Seeker with a smile on his face as he crashes into a hug, giggling as she pets his hair. Krem exchanges a glance with the Bull, they both think the same thing.

The war front is no place for a child, his one, with scrapes and cuts on his tender hands; should everything work out, The Iron Bull and his chargers are prepared to lay their weapons at the Inquisitions feet.

The chargers are camped outside, occasionally, the Seeker asks him for what use would the chargers would be to the inquisition, so they go on their missions. However The Iron Bull remains in Haven slowly making his way into the inner circle. While Krem is very much aware that they could be called on to turn on the inquisition at any moment, it hurts when he sees the Inquisitor running around among the soldiers. The child has a natural charisma, making everyone smile as he himself is given work; sending messages from Leliana. And when there is nothing for him to do he is seen talking to a few select people, or looking for nugs to be chased.

On one occasion he catches one, it squirms in his arms as he buries his face in its fur. He releases it as the chase beings again and the Inquisitor bounds after it again.

However the Charger grows concerned as the Inquisitor appears to be disappearing through the distance his white hair blending perfectly against the fresh snow. His legs take him as he finds himself chasing after the small elf, eventually leading him to a clearing where there is still construction.

" Krem!"

He runs to see the child hobble towards him holding a nug that is putting up less of a fight. The charger sighs in relief, " what d'you have there your worship?

The elf pouts for a moment, "...Percy!"

"...Percy?"

The Lavellean nods, "Percy." He adjusts his holding and holds the nug like everyone holds him, the nugs head resting on the child's shoulder.

"So what will you do with...Percy?"

The Inquisitor smiles brightly, " You'll see!"

Krem takes his word for it as the follows the Inquisitor back to camp, taking notice of the faces of amusement from passers by as they make their way to the Spy masters tent in front of the Haven main hall.

" Leily!"

The Inquisitor proclaims, and the spymaster, Leliana turns her head, a small smile catches her lips as she kneels down to him.

"Who's this?"

" Percy." The Inquisitor says with pride. He gently places Percy on the ground, it sniffs the inquisitors feet before making its way towards Leliana of whom Percy lets pet their head.

" She's a good one," the spy master lifts her head with a smile, " To keep my other lovelies company I presume?"

The Inquisitor nods happily giggling as Percy makes his way back towards him and starts nuzzling his face. "She is a very good nug."

" Well, I'm sure she will get along with the rest very well, that you your worship."

Krem can't help but smile as the child places the nug in his lap to hug. He finds out later that the spy master, this particular week, she was under much stress due to the recoil from the Chantry and was still mourning the loss of the late divine. The Inquisitor, perceptive as he was, decided to find a means of cheering her up, as he was told by his adviser that the spy master had a love of nugs; having a small collection herself.

As it turned out, Percy had many nug children among Lelianas pets. Much to the Inquisitor a delight as when the two visited, he carefully played with all of the babies, naming each after random plants or people in the books Varric gave to him. Keeping them company as they provided much needed comfort for the Inquisitor, as well as those close to him.