Can we talk about how dumb it was for the batch to be like “we were right, she’s a war criminal, we should kill her before she knows we know,” from like two feet behind her???
LIKE YOU IDIOTS
YOU IDIOTS
THIS IS WHY YOU NEED TECH
YOU WONT SURVIVE WITHOUT HIM
YOURE ALL GONNA DIE FROM HOW DUMB YOU GUYS ARE
GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER PLEASE
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What do the villagers think of Night and Dream
Poorly. By Night, I assume you mean the child version. To them he is the very bane of their existences, the reason for all ill and bad luck and tragedy. Conversely, Dream is a little angel who is powerful and useful, who lives to make them happy.
Dadmare terrifies them beyond all imagination. Not even a demon compares to the horror that he brings them. To the villagers, he is the culmination of hatred and despair. He is the dark that flickers in their periphery, that stalks the corridors. Their homes grow cold and unwelcome under his growing hatred. He is the very spirit of terror. Some whisper that they are getting what they deserve. That this is retribution for their sins. Those with sense have already moved away. Those too stubborn to do so will learn regret.
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listen, listen
I know this is gonna be a controversial take, but the more I think about it, the more obsessed I am with the idea of Varric voluntarily helping The Crimson Knight (especially in a worldstate where Hawke was left in the Fade).
I’ve talked before about how I view Meredith as the type of person who is motivated by her desire to protect her own at all costs, and how this leads her down the path of Well-Intentioned Extremism, and culminating in becoming the embodiment of the uh, Knight Templar trope.
And Varric is obviously motivated by his motivation to protect Hawke: he shielded them from the Inquisition, and when push came to shove and he was forced to expose Hawke to the Inquisition anyway, it can result in Hawke’s death. The Inquisition fails Hawke, who is basically Varric’s moral compass — without Hawke’s influence, he defaults to siding with the templars at the end of DA2.
Most of the Inquisitor’s inner circle scatters over Thedas and Varric returns to Kirkwall. Varric loves Kirkwall; he’s a Kirkwaller through and through: even though he’s never envisioned nor wanted a life of politics, he becomes the fucking viscount, because there’s nobody else left who wants one drop of the poisoned chalice of that role.
And Kirkwall is a city that has always been dependent on its templars for protection. They are the city’s military force, and the city is noticeably weaker once the templars abandon it — depending on world state, it can lose a significant portion of its territory to one of Varric’s former companions. If someone he knew and trusted can do that to Kirkwall, who else might take advantage of Kirkwall in its weakened state?
Varric is isolated and alone, away from anyone who might be able to help him see the situation in a different light: his main support network is Aveline and Seneschal Bran, neither of whom are known for their ardent support of mage rights. They’re doing their best to clear Kirkwall of the impacts of the war, of the red lyrium, and even though they’re doing their best to avoid exposure, being around that much red lyrium cannot be healthy. Slowly, the paranoia and increased penchant for violence settle in. It becomes impossible to resist spending more time around the substance — and sometimes, it talks! And it sounds like Meredith Stannard.
Varric is desperate and scared and has lost everyone he has ever loved. The Inquisition has been downsized or disbanded, and his only purpose is to serve his city: the same intention with which Meredith started, the same intention and fears that the red lyrium feeds upon in them both.
Varric fears becoming his parents: people who failed to protect him because they were too caught up in their past mistakes.
But sometimes, as people, in our attempts to avoid our fears, we end up barreling into them headfirst instead.
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