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Many days have I struggled to account for the events that took place at the Ostwick Circle of Magi the evening Lady Elissandra Trevelyan underwent her Harrowing. Nothing in the collected experience of enchanters or templars could have prepared us for the unprecedented chaos that ensued that night. Indeed, subsequent examination of Circle annals across Thedas reveal no record of their like, nor have such events transpired since.
More than the usual complement of senior enchanters were present, given Lady Elissandra's noble standing. Otherwise, the standard wards were constructed, the requisite amount of lyrium was used. Templar procedures were strictly followed, as evidenced by their own records. Our Knight-Commander recited the Chant. By all measures, this was to have been a routine Harrowing. Lady Elissandra entered the Fade without incident.
Then, the rabbit appeared.