This is my first DAI fanfic so be warned...THERE WILL BE MISTAKES! XD I'm not perfect, I will eventually get a beta reader, but until then please endure. I have read through it myself over and over, but I will have missed a few things!

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"Maker, she's at it again…" Solas sighed.

Everyone's focus was drawn up above on the rocky hillside where the inquisitor was clumsily climbing.

Blackwall ran his gloved palm over his face in exasperation. "What is wrong with that girl…?"

Bull just started to laugh and leant against a tree trunk watching the show. "See something shiny again boss?!" He called up to her.

"Shuuut up!" she sang continuing to climb, for every step she took she slipped back by two on the crumbling rocks.

"I'm pretty sure we're meant to be looking for signs of Darkspawn along this forsaken coast…" Blackwall grunted standing with his arms crossed of his chest.

"The objective of the mission is based entirely on the inquisitor, Warden. If she wishes to get herself killed looking for shiny objects…well who are we to stop her…" Solas just smirked, his eyes closed as he leant against a separate tree out of the rain.

"Almost got it!" The elf called from further up the hillside.

"You know for a mage, she's pretty nibble…" Bull casually commented.

The other's eyes were suddenly on him.

"What? Oh come on! You can't tell me you haven't noticed. It was just a casual complement of our leader…nothing more…" Bull grunted.

"Anything you say means more then just casual Bull…" Solas commented dryly.

"Aw come on now, you haven't seen the little sway in her hips as she walks or runs, it's hard not to notice when she's pretty much right in front of us, the entire time…" He sighed. "I swear she does it on purpose…" He glanced up at her with a smirk.

Watching the firm round buttocks struggle up the hillside. Bull grunted in admiration.

Solas and Blackwall spared a quick glance in her direction then…

"Ha! I knew it!" Bull laughed.

"Got it!" The elf called from the top of the hill waving a shard fragment in her hand.

"That's great boss…Now how are you going to get down?!" Bull called to her.

The inquisitor spared no time and took just one step on top the rocks before sliding down the slope until she reached the bottom. She tucked the shard in the pouch on her belt and smiled triumphantly.

"Alright, ready to move out?" She chimed patting the rock dust off of her hands, her rain drenched hair slick back with just a few strands slayed over her face.

"We were ready before you got distracted…" Blackwall grunted.

"Alrighty then!" She grinned and started walking on their original path.

Bull and Solas shared a knowing glance before shaking their heads and following in line behind her.

…

"I can't see a bloody thing!" The aggravated inquisitor echoed in the dark cave. "They really should look into the lighting in these places…it's a safety hazard…" She said casually as if it made sense.

"Whose they exactly inquisitor?" Solas commented before tripping on a protruding rock in the ground. "Ow! Blasted…"

"See what I mean?" The elf chimed, her voice rang in the empty cavern as they ventured further in.

"No torches, no nothing…how's a person supposed to navigate in these things?" She continued.

"I'll make sure to inform Josephine to send cave maintenance…" Solas commented dryly.

"Make sure you do, because I- Ooo~ a chest!" She diverted as she felt around for chest shaped objects.

"How can you even tell it's a chest?" Bull questioned from the darkness behind her.

"Because…it feels all chesty...?" She said slowly as she started to fumble around for the lock.

"Ha! You've obviously not had your hands on a real chest!" Bull's voice bellowed against the cave walls.

"Bull? Are you offering me to run my hands over your, chesty chest?" The elf said in a sultry tone still trying to unlock the actual chest in front of her.

Bull grunted in approval, his voice rumbling from his chest. "I'm just putting it out there…"

"Can you two take this to another cave please?" Solas grumbled from the other side of the inquisitor.

"Gladly if it had more light…" The Inquisitor mumbled before a significant clicking sound sprung the lock free.

"Ha! Got it!" As soon as she lifted the lid, a rumbling noise started to fill the cave.

"What was that?" Blackwall grumbled.

In an instant, the inquisitor stood up and formed a barrier around everyone before striking the cave with lightning, the beams came tearing down onto each enemy the surrounded them.

"Darkspawn!" she called before whirling her staff around and blasting some of them approaching her back with a burst of fire.

The others armed themselves, Iron bull and Blackwall started to mow down the enemies in front whilst Solas covered them form the rear.

A Darkspawn archer aimed its bow towards the inquisitor, but was taken out by Bull's axe before the arrow could be released.

When the last darkspawn was defeated, the cave calmed only the sound of the teams panting filling the echoed air.

"Well, that was fun…" The Inquisitor noticed the breech in the wall and used her magic to seal it up. Dusting her hands off she smiled triumphantly.

"That should do it. Was that the last?" The elf looked to Solas.

"That seemed to be the last location marked on the map yes." Solas confirmed as the made their way out of the cave.

"Excellent, lets head back to Skyhold and let the others know." The Inquisitor took lead towards the edge of the storm coast, heading for Skyhold.

"Let them know the Darkspawn have been taken care off, or that the caves need maintenance…?" Blackwall asked dryly.

"Both!" She chimed.

…

On the Journey back to Skyhold, Solas sensed a storm brewing in the mountain path. The team found a cave that they often used to set up camp in.

The blizzard had just begun when they entered the sheltered cave and started to set up the tents.

"Brrrgh! It's freezing! And we don't have much kindling left…hmm." The shivering inquisitor piled together what they had and set fire to it with her magic in the centre of the tents. The fire raged and the elf sat down warming her hands near the flames.

"Ah, much better..." She sighed.

"It's not going to last long if you make the fire that big every time…" Solas scorned.

"Not listening…I'm too waaarm~!" She sang, her eyes closed and scotched closer to the fire.

The others had finished pitching the tents and gathered around the fire with the inquisitor. The female elf looked around and knitted her brow.

"Why are there only two tents?" She looked to the others her brow knitting further when she saw their guilty faces.

"We…may have lost the other one on the travel…" Blackwall admitted rubbing the back of his neck.

"What?" She said sternly, her face becoming impassive.

"Must have fallen off the wagon boss, don't worry, I'm not a bedroll hogger." Bull said suggestively winking at her.

"You're kidding right? You guys are sharing one! I'm having the other…" she closed her eyes again and tilted her head up smugly.

"You're shitting me!? There's no way, we're all going to fit in there!" Bull almost laughed.

"Well that's your problem not mine…" She said impassively her eyes still closed.

"Can we talk about this after we've eaten, my stomach is noring at itself here." Blackwall grumbled.

Bull grunted and got up going over to the wagon to fish out what was left of the ram preserve. He carved it off the bone and handed it around.

"Uh, why do I get the smaller piece?" The inquisitor asked holding up her thin slice of the reserve.

"Because you're tiny, you're Inquisitiny! Ha!" Bull laughed before taking a large bite out of his meat.

The small elf just stare at the bull-like Qunari un-amused and tore into her meat still keeping a cold glare at him as she did.

Bull burst into laughter at her attempt to intimidate his bellow echoing against the cave walls.

"I did always wonder Inquisitor…what your real name is?" Blackwall started looking over at her through the flames whilst he pulled at his meat.

"To be honest it's been a thought lingering on my mind as well." Solas admitted.

The Inquisitor looked up at them all looking at her expectedly, she sighed exasperated.

"I don't see what difference it should make what my name is, you all know me as inquisitor, I wouldn't want to confuse you." She finally said before ripping at the meat again.

"You maybe right, but it would be at least respectful to know a little more about you, where you came from..." Blackwall continued.

"I'm not entirely sure Solas would approve of me talking of my Dalish clan." The inquisitor prodded.

"I am not against the Dalish nor that you came from a clan, I merely question their actions." Solas stated sternly.

There was a dead silence before Solas continued composing himself. "I do not wish my cautiousness to dissuade you from sharing who you are."

The inquisitor sighed knowing that was his way of apologising she closed her eyes and set her meat on her lap.

"Last I saw of my clan we were travelling through the Free Marches my father is the clan leader, whilst my mother died giving birth to my sister. My role in my clan was a hunter, though I made myself useful were possible, healing, Halla keeping and sometimes teacher to some of the younger children…" She started.

"That's quite a lot for one person to do…" Blackwall stated.

The inquisitor looked at him then. "After we were attacked by a band of merchants, we lost a lot of good people, I filled the gaps that were left behind." Her tone soft but firm as she remembered.

"I am sorry…" Solas said softly looking to his lap.

The Inquisitor shook her head and smiled. "It was a long time ago…"

There yet another silence that filled he air before she spoke again. "My name is Rivaleth, named after the river our camp was next to when I was born. Rivaleth means River of Death." She smirked.

"When looking at the shimmering waves the river seems calm and peaceful on the surface, but it is an illusion create by the creatures that live within it. Bowing your mind into thinking the water inviting…" She stated.

"That's…quite a name…" Blackwall said awkwardly.

"So your parents named you after a river of death? I like it…" Bull stated chuckling.

Rivaleth chuckled. "Now you know why I wasn't so keen on sharing…" She teased.

"You must have some, if not one happy memory of being with your clan." Blackwall stated curiously.

"Of course, I have more then some. My clan is my family, but where ever I am is home enough for me. I know I will see them again." She smiled softly before finishing off her meat.

Standing and stretching Rivaleth noticed it was beginning to darken and dulled the flames of the fire before suggesting everyone retire.

"I will keep first watch." Bull offered staying by the fire.

"Are you sure Bull, I am just as awake." She offered.

"It's fine, you can relieve me in an hour or so. Go get some rest, fearless River of Death." He chuckled.

Rivaleth rolled her eyes and headed for one of the tents she looked over to the other one seeing both Solas and Blackwall hesitating at the entrance of the shared tent…

"Oh grow up both of you, you don't have to snuggle up in the same bedroll for maker-sake!" She scorned.

"When I take next watch Bull you can take my tent, those two are obviously going to throw a fit otherwise…" Rivaleth rolled her eyes before going into her tent. Solas and Blackwall were still at the entrance of the tent before Blackwall pushed Solas in first.

Rivaleth could here Solas scorning and Bull laughing, she smiled before lighting the lantern in the centre of the tent and reached for the pale of water just outside of the tent flap.

She stripped of her leather jacket and arms before cupping the water and spilling it over her skin.

She thought it odd that is had suddenly gotten dead silent in the camp, but assumed Bull was obviously the quiet type when sober and alone.

From the outside of the tent both Blackwall and Bulls attention was drawn to her tent, the lantern inside made a silhouette of her body as she moved washing herself. Solas popped his head out to yell at Blackwall when his attention was draw to the sight before them…he quickly cleared his throat and retreated back into the tent.

Solas' throat clearing snapped Bull and Blackwall out of their trance and shook their heads. Blackwall went into the tent and Bull turned around so he didn't too have the urge to look.

"She's got to be doing this on purpose…" He grumbled. "Is there no end to her evil?" He smirked darkly laying back on the stone floor and looking up at the ceiling, every now and then his wondering eyes drifted of course to look towards her tent.

Feeling a pang of disappointment when she blew out her lantern, but not before Bull caught a good glimpse of her form in the shadow. He smirked happily to himself.

…

An hour later Rivaleth emerged from her tent fully armoured and holding her hand to her mouth as she yawned. She noticed Bull was lying on the floor with his eyes closed. Her brow furrowed as she moved over to him kicking him slightly.

"Hey, Bull. You awake?" she said sternly.

"No." He simply said before a smile spread across his lips.

"Some body guard you are…" She teased not being able to help the smile turn up the corners of her lips.

"Relax, I was guarding you body thoroughly for the last hour, though I could have done a better job if I was in the tent with you…" He cracked open one eye and smirked up at her.

Rivaleth rolled her eyes. "You ever going to make good on your frivolous flirting Bull?" She teased sitting down by the fire.

"Make good, isn't even close to what I'd make it for you boss…" He teased grunting at the end slightly as he sat up.

"Promises, promises…the tent's all yours if you want to get some rest?" Rivaleth offered.

"Nah, I'm good. Besides what kind of body guard would I be if I left you out here on your own?" Bull said stretching his arms above his head.

"Aren't I lucky…" She mused bluntly taking a small stick and poking at the flames. Looking outside the blizzard had calmed but the snow had risen. Getting back is going to be difficult. She thought to herself glancing over at the Druffalo munching on a sack of hay.

"Don't worry so much, that old Druffalo will be just fine…they're built for this kind of weather." Bull said softly.

"Stop reading my mind…" She grumbled.

"Can't help it if it was written all over your face boss." He smirked.

"Will you go to sleep already?" She hissed under her breath so not to wake the others up.

Bull chuckled. "Winding you up is just too easy…" He finally stood and made his way to the tent that she had slept in. "See you in a few boss."

"Sleep tight…" She said sarcastically before leaning back on her hands.

Bull shook his head smiling before entering the tent and laying down on the bedroll. His nose crinkled at a familiar smell, her smell, it was like Orlesian soap and something earthy. It clouded the air but it wasn't unpleasant if anything it was comforting. He smirked to himself before closing his eyes and taking in a deep breathe of the blissfully scented air.

…

Day light had broken and the team were packing away the camp. Whilst the men handled the heavy stuff, Rivaleth saw to the Druffalo making sure he was well fed and watered for the journey.

The snow had risen a few feet in height but the cart-wheels were gliding through it like a knife through butter.

When they came over the last hill over the horizon they could see the bridge of Skyhold ahead.

"Finally, I really need a bath…" Blackwall moaned.

"Yeah you really do…" Bull teased.

"I'm sure we can relish in the Skyhold amenities very soon boys, don't fight…" Rivaleth chimed.

When they passed through the gates of Skyhold they were welcomed by the people who resided there helping take their cart and loads to the stables.

"Boy it's good to be back…" Rivaleth sighed stretching her arms out as if to the hug the whole castle.

"We were only gone four days…" Solas rolled his eyes.

Rivaleth sighed and started for the staircase to the upper teir. "Yes, but it felt a lot longer with grumpy, whiney and loud following behind me the entire time." She teased, watching Solas' face turn a deeper shade of un-amused.

"Besides, out there we didn't have this!" She called reaching her arms out to the pub.

Solas couldn't help but shake his head and smile before stopping in his tracks and turning for the castle staircase. "I will be in my chamber if you need anything further Inquisitor."

Rivaleth regarded him for a moment, before heading into the pub with Bull and Blackwall.

"Drinks are on my fellas! I think we deserve it after all that." Heading towards the bar a loud shriek caught everyone's attention on all floors.

"QUIZZIE!" Sara's voice shrieked as she lunged herself at Rivaleth from acorss the room, knocking her flat on her back and Sara sat on her stomach. She looked down excitedly at her, as if like a puppy happy their master came home.

"You're back! How dare you leave me behind!" She scorned, momentarily frowning before her smile widened.

"Well whatever you're back right? And by the looks of it unharmed, drinks are on you then! Ha!" Sara laughed like a lunatic.

Rivaleth huffed and tried to wiggle from under Sara's lap. "Yes well, I can't very well do that with you sat on top of me now can I?" Rivaleth grunted. "Ugh, I think you broke my boob, ow!"

Sara laughed again rolling off of the inquisitor and rolling on her back. "Broke your boob! You're silly, there's nothing there to break, just squishy ain't it!" Sara watch as Rivaleth started to get up; she giggled and reached for her left breast squeeze it a couple times whilst making a honking sound.

Rivaleth slapped her hand away and got up completely, dusting her self off. "Please don't do that again." Rivaleth said sternly looking down at the innocent blonde elf that just burst into another fit of giggles.

Rolling her eyes, Rivaleth made for the bench and sat at one of the stools between Bull and Blackwall ordering her ale.

"See now, if I did that…" Bull said leaning closer to Rivaleth's ear. "I doubt I'd get off with just a slap of the wrist." H grumbled.

Rivaleth sighed. "Are you sure Bull? Lately, it seems it doesn't take much to get you off." Her teasing tone matched her smirked before she brought her tankard to her lips.

Bull took a moment to digest what she had implied then burst into laughter slamming his fist on the bar.

Blackwall picked up his tankard and stood. "I think I'll drink this in the stables…"

Rivaleth smiled his way. "Thanks for your help by the way!" She called to him.

He just gave a slight wave of his hand as he walked out of the pub.

"Now look what you did you scared him off." Rivaleth teased nudging his shoulder as best she could. (He didn't budge.)

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I know it's a little short, forgive me, but I am still in the process of moving so I'm getting in snip-its at work (I'm so bad!) Anyway! I hope you all enjoyed, please keep me informed if you think it's worth continuing! ^^

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