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No Breeches!

In Val Royeaux, an arrow is shot into the marketplace.

Cassandra: What’s that? An arrow with a message?

The PC picks it up.

A message is attached, written in a large, flowing hand and bordered with doodles:

People say you’re special. I want to help, and I can bring everyone.

There’s a baddie in Val Royeaux. I hear he wants to hurt you. Have a search for the red things in the market, the docks, and ‘round the cafe, and maybe you’ll meet him first. Bring swords.

Friends of Red Jenny

A poor drawing of the locations in the market is attached.

Note in the cafe:

A different, simple script on the back of a stable report, marked with red paint:

Thank you Friends for helping good lady Keris. Saw those who asked about the Herald enter third passage. Could not stay to see them exit.

Note on the docks:

A small red handkerchief folded around a key, with a small, hasty scrawl:

Key lifted from drunk swearing about Herald. Don’t know what door. I’m out, my debt is paid.

Note in upper market:

A scrap of parchment is hastily torn from an ornate document, stuffed into it’s hiding space with a large red sock:

…and we are to obey as well. We meet at three bells to discuss how best to serve the new way.

Scrawled below in a misspelled script:

Herald go at time. Praise Adrast.

Taken together, the messages reveal a time, path, and key to a location on the world map.

The PC goes to the location marked on the map. It is night, and they enter a gate into a courtyard where they are engaged in combat.

Pre-skyhold:

Guard 1: It’s the Inquisition’s Herald!
Guard 2: Can’t be! Not here!
PC: Well, they know who I work for, at least!

Post-Skyhold:

Guard 1: It’s the Inquisitor!
Guard 2: [They] can’t be here! Not possible!
PC: Well, they know who I am, at least!

Fighting continues.

Guard 2: Where are the hounds? Who lost the hounds?

Guard 3: What the…. My gauntlets are greased!

PC continues through the area, when they open a set of doors and are greeted by fireballs being thrown their way.

Noble: Herald of Andraste! How much did you expend to discover me? It must have weakened the Inquisition immeasurably!

PC: I don’t know who you are!

Noble (pre-Skyhold): You don’t fool me! I’m too important for this to be an accident! My efforts will survive in victories against you elsewhere!
Noble (post-Skyhold): Don’t play games, Inquisitor! Corypheus will break you again and again. He cannot be denied!

A grunt of pain is heard from nearby and a guard falls, killed from behind.

Sera: Just say “What!”

Noble: What is the-

Sera shoots him in the face. (Neck? Mouth? I can’t tell.)

Sera: Eww!

Sera and the PC approach the body.

Sera: Squishy one, but you heard me, right? “Just say ‘What.’” Rich tits always try for more than they deserve. “Blah, blah, blah! Obey me! Arrow in my face!”

Sera: So, you followed the notes well enough. Glad to see you’re…

Sera (Dwarf PC): Pfft, you’re all dwarfy. I don’t mean nothing, but… you’re down there.
Sera (Dalish PC): Aaaand, you’re an elf. Well, hope you’re not “too elfy.”
Sera (Human PC): You’re kind of plain, really. All that talk, and then you’re just… a person.
Sera (Qunari PC - female): You’re well fit. Heard about your kind. Seeing’s different.
Sera (Qunari PC - male): You’re big. Real big. From the north, yeah? Rivain or… north.

Sera: I mean, it’s all good, innit? The important thing is: you glow? You’re the Herald thingy?

Dialogue options:

• General (claimed chosen): I am her Herald. Who are you? [1]
• General (rejected title): Some say that. Who are you? [2]
• General: Yes, I am. Why? [3]
• General: I needed to question him! [4]
• General (post-Skyhold): You knew this was my enemy? [5]

1 - General: I am her Herald. Who are you?
PC: They say I’m the Herald of Andraste. But who are you, and what’s this about?
Sera: No idea. I don’t know this idiot from manners. My people just said the Inquisition should look at him. [6]

2 - General: Some say that. Who are you?
PC: Some believe I’m the Herald of Andraste. But who are you, and what’s this about?
Sera: No idea. I don’t know this idiot from manners. My people just said the Inquisition should look at him. [6]

3 - General: Yes, I am. Why?
PC: Sure, why not? I glow. What’s going on?
Sera: No idea. I don’t know this idiot from manners. My people just said the Inquisition should look at him. [6]

4 - General: I needed to question him!
PC: You set this up? How did you know he was a disciple of Corypheus?
Sera: Is that the baddie? Didn’t know his name, or this dead guy. My people just said the Inquisition should look him up. [6]

5 - General: You knew this was my enemy?
PC: You set this up? How did you know he was a disciple of Corypheus?
Sera: Is that the baddie? Didn’t know his name, or this dead guy. My people just said the Inquisition should look him up. [6]

6 - Scene continues.

PC: Your people? Elves?

Sera: Ha! No. People people.

Sera gestures to a nearby pile of crates.

Sera: Name’s Sera. This is cover. Get round it. For the reinforcements. Don’t worry. Someone tipped me their equipment shed. They’ve got no breeches.

Guards enter the courtyard and begin combat.

PC: Why didn’t you take their weapons?

Sera: Because no breeches! (Laughs.)

Sera: Cheeky, yeah?

Sera: Butt, butt, butt!

Sera: (Laughs.)

Sera: Bunch of nutters!

Sera: Right in the plums!

After defeating the guards, PC walks up to Sera.

Sera: Friends really came through with that tip. No breaches! (Laughs.)

Sera (pre-Skyhold): So, Herald of Andraste. You’re a strange one. I’d like to join.
Sera (post-Skyhold): So, Lady Inquisitor. You’re interesting. I’d like to join.
Sera (post-Skyhold): So, Lord Inquisitor. You’re weird. I’d like to join.

Dialogue options:

• General: I’d like a real introduction.  [7]
• General: First you have to make sense. [8]
• General: Did you set me up? [9]

7 - General: I’d like a real introduction.
PC: How about we get to know each other first? You know, names and such?
Sera: One name. No, wait, two. It’s… well, it’s like this. [10]

8 - General: First you have to make sense.
PC: Could we take a few moments for sense to reassert itself? Who are you people?
Sera: I’m not “people,” but I get what you want. It’s like this. [10]

9 - General: Did you set me up?
PC: All I know about you or your group is that I followed a random trail into a trap.
Sera: What trap? You knocked, he crapped. It’s… look, it’s like this. [10]

10 - Scene continues.

Sera: I sent you a note to look for hidden stuff by my friends. The Friends of Red Jenny. That’s me. Well, I’m one. So is a fence in Montfort, some woman in Kirkwall. There were three in Starkhaven. Brothers or something. It’s just a name, yeah? It lets little people, “Friends,” be part of something while they stick it to nobles they hate. So here, in your face, I’m Sera. “The Friends of Red Jenny” are sort of out there. I used them to help you. Plus arrows.

Dialogue options:

• General: Can you provide noble allies? [11]
• General: So are you offering spies? [12]
• General: Can you provide allies? [13]

11 - General: Can you provide noble allies?
PC: The Inquisition already has friends in high places. Can you add to that prestige?
Sera: Here’s how it is. You “important” people are up here, shoving your cods around. “Blah, blah, I’ll crush you. I’ll crush you!” (Kissing sounds.) “Oh, crush you.” Ahem. Step down, you’ve got big lords with big purses like the tit we killed. Or was he one of the endless arselickers who follows? Doesn’t matter, his grand plan was ruined by scrap torn from his desk and a red sock. By someone who couldn’t read it. So no, I’m not Lord Poncyfart, all ruffled. [14]

12 - General: So are you offering spies?
PC: The Inquisition has spies already. Can you add to these professionals?
Sera: Here’s how it is. You “important” people are up here, shoving your cods around. “Blah, blah, I’ll crush you. I’ll crush you!” (Kissing sounds.) “Oh, crush you.” Ahem. Then you’ve got cloaks and spy-kings. Like this tit. Or was he one of the little knives, all serious with his… little knife. All those secrets, and what gave him up? Some houseboy who don’t know shite, but knows a bad person when he sees one. So no, I’m not Knifey Shivdark, all hidden. [14]

13 - General: Can you provide allies?
PC: The Inquisition is almost an army now. Can you add to it?
Sera: Here’s how it is. You “important” people are up here, shoving your cods around. “Blah, blah, I’ll crush you. I’ll crush you!” (Kissing sounds.) “Oh, crush you.” Ahem. Then you’ve got generals and oathbelchers, and sure, you have soldiers. Like the dead guys protecting that other dead guy. All those helmets, and what gave them up? Some drunk gets a key lifted because someone else is pissed about bills. So no, I’m not Captain Swordface, all marchy. [14]

14 - Scene continues.

Sera: But if you don’t listen down here too, you risk your breeches. Like those guards. I stole their… Look, do you need people or not? I want to get everything back to normal. Like you?

15 - Dialogue options:

• Investigate: Who exactly are your people? [16]
• Investigate: Why ask if I glow? [17]
• Investigate: Sounds petty and criminal. [18]
• Yes, join for now. (Sera joins the Inquisition) [19]
• No, I don’t want you to join. (Sera does not join the Inquisition. She leaves forever.) [20]

16 - Investigate: Who exactly are your people?
PC: So who are your “Friends of Red Jenny”? You must know them.
Sera: Ugh, it’s not hard to understand, if you’re not trying to waste your day on it. Someone little always hates someone big. And unless you don’t eat, sleep, or piss, you’re never far from someone little. Doesn’t always work out, but a lot of people hated this guy. Someone got a laugh, someone got even, someone got paid. And someone has to have it explained to them that free help is good.
[Back to 15]

17 - Investigate: Why ask if I glow?
PC: Back there you wanted to know if I glowed. Why?
Sera: That’s what you do, innit? You walked out of somewhere and now you glow. Andraste’s Herald. True or not, it seemed like the easiest way to know it was you.
PC: True or not?
Sera: Well, that’s what they say and all. Look, don’t get ahead, yeah? I want to help this… whatever it is. Inquisition.
[Back to 15]

18 - Investigate: Sounds petty and criminal.
PC: You sound like a thief who acts out petty revenge fantasies.
Sera gives a look.
PC: And that might be bad?
Sera: Oh, right. You want to prop that guy up so I can say my sorries? Bad things should happen to bad people. We find someone not so bad, maybe he’ll end up not so dead. Good enough?

Dialogue options:

• Special: But you didn’t know him. [21]
• [Back to 15]

21 - Special: But you didn’t know him.
PC: You say that like it’s obvious, but you didn’t know him.
Sera: I knew about him.
PC: That’s just rumor.
Sera: Look, I’d have been fine stripping his guards and nicking his stuff. Turns out, he deserved worse. Or was him trying to kill you a good thing? Are you the baddie? Didn’t think so.
[Back to 15]

19 - Yes, join for now.
PC: All right, Sera. I can use you and your “Friends.”
Sera: Yes! Get in good before you’re too big to like. That’ll keep your breeches where they should be. Plus extra breeches, because I have all these… you have merchants who buy that pish, yeah? Got to be worth something. Anyway, Skyhold. See you there, Inquisitor. This will be grand. [22]

20 - No, I don’t want you to join.
PC: This doesn’t sound like a good match for the Inquisition.
Sera: I thought you did stuff. Did you talk your way out of the Fade? So be it, yeah? Stay up high, and count on everyone being loyal all the way down. I bet it works out just fine. Watch your breeches, Herald/[Lord/Lady] Inquisitor. Because, you know, I’ll maybe steal them. That’s what that meant. [22]

22 - Scene ends.