Cullen Retires In The Dumpster

Cullen retires

When the Inquisition ended, Cullen Rutherford, and his mabari, Spot, retired to his Fereldan farm. Of the concessions he was granted by Cassandra, Divine Victoria, was being allowed to take the infamous prisoner with him. Raleigh Samson was compliant, answering every question posited to him, so when it was time, Cullen took the ex-Templar to the farm with him, as a prisoner and laborer for the farm.

When Samson stopped fighting Rutherford, he told him everything he wanted to know about Corypheus, told him everything he needed to know about everything. Once Samson was wrung out, he waited for his death sentence, but that day never arrived. Day in and day out, Samson toiled in the fields, ate his fill on watered down porridge, and slept on a mat in a prison cell. After work is done for the day, Rutherford walks a shackled Samson back to his prison cell.

“You have been forthcoming with what you know, yes.”

“Then why do you allow me to live? Do you really think your healers can heal the red lyrium poisoning? It’s not like the addiction of lyrium. Congrats on getting clean.”

“Thank you.” The words were dragged from the blond with effort, “You will spend the rest of your life in prison. The red lyrium poisoning treatments is for the safety of everyone else, so it doesn’t spread.”

“Do you ever wonder why I was so compliant?”

“No.”

“I spent my youth looking up to you.”

“I still don’t care,” Rutherford grumbled.

“You escaped a tragedy from a different circle when you arrived to Kirkwall,” Samson continued, as if he never heard the retired Inquisition Commander, “You could have wasted your life away there, reliving your nightmares. But you made something of yourself, rose in ranks. And what happened to me? Tossed out, nursing an addiction for a drug I no longer had easy