No price too high
Lasair takes another Fortune quest, this time targeting Orion as Fortune's victim.
In order to claim her reward, Lasair is tasked with destroying something irreplaceable, and to do so in secret. The thing must belong to or be related to an existing Anathema faction, either staff-made or player-made.
(or is it selfishness)
The sky was overcast with a hint of the autumn on the air when she stood in the Andraste graveyard the next day.
Every member of the Andraste house had their own grave sites arranged for them soon after birth, to pay respects even for the ones who didn't make it past their first few years. Spouses were buried together in rare circumstances, and some siblings were close enough to have their own tombs arranged with statuary to look over them.
Lasair had hers opened, her cloaks wrapped up safe in a rosewood coffin. It was fitting, wasn't it? Her cloaks were extensions of herself, and she needed them to never see the light of day again. It was only fitting to bury them in her own grave.
It was her bear cloak her gaze lingered on the longest before the coffin was locked and lowered into the ground, the fresh grave dirt covered by a stone slab with meaningless words inscribed into it. Maybe it was sentimental to leave a purple hyacinth over the tombstone, but once that was done, she had the workers sent off to the Andraste healer to forget what they helped her to do, and she turned away from it, the matter done and settled.