It was a pleasant summer's day as Aria rode into the city of Starkhaven on her dapple grey stead, Star-weaver. The kingdom was alive with anticipation of the Grand Tourney, markets and their stalls were bustling with customers as colorful banners and flags stretched out overhead. It had been with a bit of luck that Aria was able to find a decent inn and stable near the location where the event was being held, something not normally possible during event such as these but Aria wasn't to question her good fortune. She had come to  Starkhaven hoping to find some word of her erstwhile leader, Kileen Tabris; Fereldan's infamous elven Commander of the Grey and its Hero. Kileen's disappearance had been sudden and without warning. One day she had been there in Vigil's Keep, laughing it up with them, exchanging stories, even finding humor in Oghren's crass jokes while sitting before cheery fire, petting her mabari and partaking of some surprisingly good ale then the next she was gone, no letter explaining her departure, no signs that she had left under duress.<br/><br/>Everyone had been in a upright panic though they managed to keep from the newer Warden's, even covered for Kileen say that she was called away to investigate some matter and would be gone for an undefined amount of time. In Kileen's absence the inner circle as the newer Warden's referred to those that had fought along side Tabris during the blight had banned together to see to the running of Vigil's Keep while those while Aria and a few other went out to look for any sign of Kileen.<br/><br/>So far the search had been frustrating with conflicting leads that lead her around in circles until Aria simply decided her best bet would be to head to any hotspots of unrest as Kileen usually had a knack of founding herself in the center of such controversy. Leilana agreed with her assessment when she happened to cross the other bard's path some weeks ago out side of Kirkwall and the political fubar that was left in the Champions wake. Aria had heard about Hawke and many of her exploits while traveling through the Free Marches.<br/><br/>And about Anders.<br/><br/>For brief moment the rogue's face twisted in grimace of distaste. She and the healer might never have seen eye to eye on many things, she with her Tevinter background and he with his endless rants about the oppression mages face daily simply for the fact the Maker saw fit to grace them with the ability to wield magic. But never in her wildest imagination would she have ever believed Anders would have the balls to  gone as far as he did, blowing up the Kirkwall's Chantry with its Grand Cleric and many others inside, he had valued life too much but but then again, time and being a host to a fade spirit would likely be a good reason to change and the outcome of such a merger was from all account that she had heard, a corrupt bastardization of everything both had believed in, committing foul acts all in the name to start a revelation. Aria is uncertain what fate had befallen Anders for his act but she was certain he was going to met a gruesome end if he hadn't already since she had heard no other word about him or his whereabouts since that horrible night.<br/><br/>Shaking her head to clear it off such melancholy thought Aria turned her attention to the mission at hand. With recent events and what little intel she was able to gather pointed at the strong probably that Kileen would be somewhere here in Kirkwall, for what purpose, she could only speculate was to find out about Anders if anything. Already she could feel the taint within her reacting to the presence like her, a warden - hopefully the Commander or it could be a darkspawn but since no one was running screaming for the hills she quickly assumed it was the former. But with so many peoples present it made it hard to get an accurate fix on the other warden's presence.<br/><br/>To the best of her ability she followed the sensation, letting it lead her through the city until she found herself standing in the crowd watching the Tourney matching. She continued to to search through the thong with her eyes but could find no visual trace of the others presence thought it was still felt within the vicinity. The first match had caught her attention, the opponent had been a young boy against the Qunari, a match that shouldn't have been allowed in her opinion as the boy quickly crumpled under the heavy strike of the Qunari warrior.  The warrior turned away from the body Aria's sense flared as from the form of the boy arose an arcane horror. She had been about to pull her weapon and jump into the frey when a couple of others, a guard who turned out to have some magical abilities and a mage beat her to the punch. Keeping an eye on the situation Aria watched s as the mage with some assistance from the guard dispatched the Arcane Horror. During the fight the mage's hood came down revealing an attractive red head whose sudden appearance seemed to quickly shush the crowd.<br/><br/><em>Maker's balls, what's going to happen now?</em>