Available upon completion of The Search for the Hack Writer.
Operation text Edit
A copy of Hard in Hightown sits open on the table:
Jevlan was waiting outside the captain's office when Donnen Brennokovic slunk out, defeated.
"We're not getting a warrant, are we?" Jevlan looked almost relieved.
"No." Donnen met his partner's eyes. The kid was barely twenty and looked like he'd walked straight to the Kirkwall barracks from somebody's potato farm. Taller and broader than the other guards, Jevlan slouched as if he didn't know how to fit into his own limbs, as if he thought he should be smaller. Hunched over in his brand-new, too-large armor, he looked like a child playing at being a guard. He was too green for a murder investigation.
"Maybe it's for the best," Jevlan said, almost speaking Donnen's thought out loud. "You're on your way out of the guard, and I'm..." He trailed off, then sighed. "Questioning nobles in the middle of the night wasn't covered in training."
Donnen glared at the kid. "I'm a city guard. And so are you, recruit. Nobody gets away with murder while we're on duty."
Jevlan stood a little straighter. "What do we do, then?"
"The captain wants proof." Donnen smiled. "We bring her proof."
Leliana has written a note in the margin:
The dead magistrate—attempt to implicate Varric? Why? And in what?
Advisor suggestions Edit
We should support the official Kirkwall guard investigation into this murder.
If an assassin killed the magistrate, a word to the Crows might tell us who it was. They watch rivals carefully.
Not participating in this mission.
Both advisors Edit
A letter has arrived at Skyhold, addressed to nobody. No one saw the courier who brought it.
'YOU ENCROACH UPON THE DOMAIN OF HIGHER POWERS. YOU WILL ANSWER TO US.'
The letter is unsigned, except for a wax seal depicting six crossed swords.