Dragon Age Inquisition Game Of The Year Edition... 🔥

"About time," Solas whispered. "I was getting lonely in the post-game."

"Two years," Ellana said now, watching the rift pulse. "Game of the Year, they called it. All that content. All that expanding pain."

Cullen finally looked at her. His scar was pale in the green light. "You're thinking about Solas." Dragon Age Inquisition Game of the Year Edition...

It started simply. A letter from a grieving dwarf in the Fallow Mire led them to a trembling thaig and the Titan's heart. Ellana still heard the song in her dreams—a geological hum that made her bones ache. They lost two good scouts in the earthquakes. But they found the Lyrium Idol's secret. Not power. Sacrifice.

Then came the Frostback Basin. The Avvar didn't want a Herald. They wanted a hunter. Ellana spent three weeks learning to trap a great bear without magic, to speak to augurs who laughed at her Anchor. "Your mark is a key," the augur said, "but you've only ever used it to pick locks. What if you used it to slam a door ?" "About time," Solas whispered

Below, in the courtyard, the Game of the Year Edition played out its quiet epilogues. Dorian was packing for Tevinter, a magical communication crystal hidden in his sock. Iron Bull sharpened his axe, whistling a Qunari war hymn. Cassandra read a smutty romance novel behind a stack of chantry reports. Leliana released a raven with a black ribbon— one of Solas's agents has been found .

And somewhere in the Fade, a bald elf in a wolf's pelt stopped walking. He turned. And he smiled, just a little. All that content

"It always is," replied Ellana Lavellan, the Inquisitor. She held the hilt of her spirit-blade loosely. She wasn't looking at the rift. She was looking at the war table map in her mind. The Descent. The Deep Roads. The Qunari. The Game of the Year Edition, Varric had joked once. "All the pain, patched and polished."

"Always." She flexed her fingers. The Anchor crackled. "He gave me this mark to save the world. Now I'm going to use it to save him from himself. Or destroy us both trying."