The Exalted Council
Don't tell me who I should be, and don't try to tell me what's right for me, don't tell me what I should do, I don't wanna waste my time, so shut up, shut up, shut up, don't wanna hear it.
Convened two years after the defeat of Corypheus, the Exalted Council was brought together to determine the fate of the Inquisition. Called by Divine Victoria, aka Leliana, who had been elected to the position of Most Holy, the council was comprised of my former spymaster and representatives from Ferelden and Orlais. Since we had accomplished our primary mission, the nations of southern Thedas had begun to grow nervous about the formidable army sitting in the Frostback Mountains that was not beholden to any empress or king. Orlais, represented by Cyril de Montfort, wanted to make us part of their military. Ferelden, represented by Arl Teagan Guerrin, just wanted us to break up and go away. These were the main parties involved, though there were others present, including the new Tevinter ambassador, Dorian Pavus. Yes, that Dorian. Unfortunately, the council was repeatedly interrupted by what turned out to be a Qunari plot to destroy the leadership of most of Thedas involving elves, explosives, and eluvians. Despite the fact that we stopped this scheme and saved at least a large chunk of the world for the fourth time, by my count, the Exalted Council fulfilled their goal in the end, and the Inquisition as it had been was no more. We were able to compromise to a degree, however, and kept our core together as an elite peacekeeping force that answered to the Divine. So, the perceived threat of our unchecked military might was dissolved, but we could keep doing the job that we were meant to. I didn’t like it, I didn’t agree with it, but I accepted it.