The Followers [Spanish translation]

By the side of the Divine

Cassandra seeks the truth and finds

Her whirling blade cuts so sublime

Royal hearts Nevarran minds

Varric charms with clever words

Vender of exotic goods

Writer of salacious books

A rogue, a dwarf with ragged looks

Solas, mysterious elven mage

Mastered magic by his own hand

Not a Dalish or a city elf

Sceptic born into lovely land

Dorian rebelled against countrymen

A mage from the Tevinter Imperium

Charming and suave and just slightly suspect

These are the early days we defend

And then the later ones came to the Fade

Like Sera who stayed to tempt their fate

But we all know she was but a rogue

The taverns still sing her name

Blackwall, a secretive Grey Warden

Proud of his life and his isolation

Bruising and strong, protector of all

Recruiting the brave to join the cause

Iron Bull's loyal indulgent one

A past brilliant agent of those who run

The Bull's Chargers now stay in his sight

But he still finds the time to roar through the night

Vivienne, Madame De Fer

Respect of the mages throughout the world

Ruthless to fight by Inquisitor's side

Defying expectations only to rise

Then there's of course our revered ever more

Like Commander Cullen who lead his men through the Inquisition

A Templar, a knight stayed with the fight stout and bright

Or Sister Nightingale, spymistress veiled

In beauty and bow

Orlesian bard, both tender and hard

Brave and bold

Josephine, noble with bright acumen

With grace and charm in hand

Ambassador to the wealthy and shrewd

And dear through the land

The Inquisitor surely stands

Because of these souls we sang