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oakfathers-blessings · 8 months
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Agilina for @ohmyarda ✨
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crunchbuttsteak · 1 year
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It’s weird that it gets progressively easier to wipe out an entire Dalish clan in each dragon age game, right?
Origins: You have to pass a pretty high persuasion check to get the option to attack the clan.
DA2: Unless you pick one specific dialog option, the entire clan will aggro you.
Inquisition: Unless you do a series of war table missions in the exact right way, your clan will be wiped out.
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delicatefade · 2 months
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OC KISS WEEK IS HERE! I can finally share this lovely comm drawn by @artofmisi of my OC Eilan and @bluewren's Lex. Little Dalish elf babies in loooooove. 🥰 ---- 💖 Want to love Lex and Eilan? Here's a short story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52434187/chapters/132646609
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andrastes-strap-on · 1 year
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It’s funny to imagine Inquisitor Lavellan as someone raised completely In The Forest with absolutely no knowledge of human life outside of their clan like
Cassandra: did you murder the Divine?
Inky: what’s a divine?
Vivienne: so, what are your opinions on Circles?
Inky: uh… they’re one of my favourite shapes
Josephine: inquisitor, I need you to look at these reports
Inky: *cannot read* they look lovely
A Horse:
Inky: that Mabari looks weird
Mother Giselle: Maker set his gaze upon you
Inky: *looking at Sera and Dorian* did he now?
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nucuk · 21 days
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Halamshiral ball extra scene 🕺💃🧝🤵🪩
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Cullen Rutherford & Dalish | Dragon Age Inquisition
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aldanil · 10 months
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Felassan, the slow arrow. Because I’m currently reading the Masked Empire and he is becoming one of my fav Dragon Age characters, so I tried to draw him the way I visualize him in my head.
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kudriaken · 1 year
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Dalish wedding My obsession with Dragon Age elves is a chronic decease, it returns from time to time. 
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ladylike-foxes · 2 years
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I don’t know if I’ll ever actually finish this, but I wanted to do something for Dalish Week, and I was feeling autumn-y, so…. Yeah!
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anneapocalypse · 2 years
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I really like the Clan Lavellan war table op line in Inquisition.
I do agree with the criticisms about no one reacting to the outcomes (to either one, actually, though I mostly see people talk about that in the case of the clan being killed). But I love the quest line itself, the story of it, and the incredible show of solidarity and cooperation that is possible if it succeeds.
It is an incredibly precarious situation, for a variety of reasons that make perfect sense in-universe. From the perspective of Clan Lavellan, one of their own is in the hands of a militant organization they have every reason not to trust, and their clan is under attack. They have no desire to start trouble with anyone, but thanks to their position and their history, for their own survival they must assume the worst about any show of force directed at them by an outside group. The humans of Wycome are suffering under some sort of affliction they do not understand; people are sick and dying and frightened, and with enough provocation they will be quick to blame a historically scapegoated group within reach. The Inquisition is observing the situation from afar, trying to make decisions with limited information, where one misstep could have disastrous results.
Much of the op line is about listening carefully to the information given by your sources, evaluating it, and choosing who to trust. Can a ruling noble be relied upon to care about protecting a Dalish clan camped near his city? (Absolutely not.) Can Dalish elves, city elves, and human commoners be persuaded to see their common interests and work together? (Yes, actually.) When is the right time to send troops, and when will an overt show of force make everything worse?
The outcome if you succeed is truly remarkable. With some assistance from Inquisition spies, you have a Dalish clan, the alienage elves, and a coalition of human merchants banding together to not only save themselves and their city, but overthrow the corrupt Duke and end aristocratic rule in Wycome altogether with the formation of a City Council on which the elves both city and Dalish are represented. This new system is protected first by the Inquisition and later by an alliance with Kirkwall under the new Viscount, Varric Tethras.
This is incredible! This is unprecendented! In my opinion, it's up there with getting Briala a title and disbanding the Templar order as one of the most revolutionary things an Inquisitor can do—exclusive to an elven Inquisitor because of their clan connections, and hidden within this little line of optional war table operations.
I just think it's really neat.
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greypetrel · 10 months
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✨ #Worst in Thedas ✨
That's why Josephine had severely forbidden her from even saying the word "horse" in every state dinner. The mimicking was VERY necessary, of course. *followed by at least three puns with "sh*t"/"sh*tty". More if Varric is around.*
@ndostairlyrium launched the "Worst in Thedas" tag, challenging you to draw/write your DA character of choice... Entertaining the table with their quirkiest less socially acceptable interests. I couldn't resist to launch the horse girl into this.
The dress is a courtesy of Mo (I don't know whether to tag you in this), it's this beauty from the '60s that I decided to use in THIS of all occasions.
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m1lkteaboi · 1 month
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"Not everyone agreed with Keeper Deshanna's decision to spy on the meeting between Templars and Mages. Some even thought her first, Mahanon, was a failure for wanting to work with shemlen. But Mahanon knew better, and took his Keepers warning to heart. Events will happen and it'll be felt by everyone..."
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Fun draw of my Lavellen, and a clan memeber who always bullies and antagonizes him.
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ly-art · 1 month
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Okay. Solas is hot. Great character. We love him. BUT: HEAR ME OUT! What about Felassan??
Fellas. I'm rereading the Masked Empire for my fic. Also, since I'm kinda planning on doing a side story for my fic. (But that doesn't belong here.)
Anyway. I'm reading, and I'm. WHY DID I FORGET THIS OTHER HOT ANCIENT ELF? HOT DIGGITY DA, THAT ELF IS CHEFS KISS!
I always loved Felassan. He's funny, charismatic, and kinda rude. Totally my tea. And then I've read the part where he's suddenly very serious as Briala realises he's not Dalish. And that paragraph just sent me somewhere where I shouldn't be. I'm simping so hard for that man, please someone help me.
DAMN THOSE ANCIENT ELVES FOR BEING HOT! Solas. Next time. I want an ugly ancient elf, okay? Whatever they are — soldier, agent, I don't fucking care. Make him ugly. I can't take this shit anymore. Have I not suffered enough, you asshole???
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ohmyarda · 9 months
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“Wolf-mother, where you been?
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devils-maker
Let me hear you sing, hey-ya hey-ya.”
- Wolf, First Aid Kit
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delicatefade · 2 months
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Dream a Little Dream
OC Kiss Week Day 2: reach
Fandom: Dragon Age, though it really doesn't matter for this snippet. Word Count: 601
Eilan is on a stage. A cast of actors stands behind her, applauding. The theater’s house lights are on. The audience is on their feet clapping and whooping. Lex, her love, is loudest. He stands in the front row, whistling, two fingers pressing down on his lip. Eilan waves at the packed theater, one hand clapped over her mouth as she is overcome. Oh, maybe she is holding flowers? Flowers appear nestled in the crook of her arm. From Lex or the cast? Roses or something else? She started over. Heavy red velvet curtains fall on the stage. The house lights come on. The gilding in the ornate walls shine. The patterned carpet muffles the celebratory stamping of feet. Eilan is in a theater fit for Val Royeaux. Oh! And this is the first play penned by an elf to be performed on a premiere Orlesian stage. Was that true? Had no elf ever written a play for an Orlesian stage? She would look it up later, much later. The clan had a hard time sourcing books. Imagine if the Dalish had a library? Any-who.
Eilan stands in the first row before the seat reserved for the writer. Lex is standing beside her. They both clap. The curtains draw open to reveal the full cast holding hands in a line. They bow and applaud each other and bow some more. The lead actor then gestures towards Eilan. The house lights come on. Eilan walks up the stage wing’s stairs to join the cast. The audience erupts into raucous applause. Lex presses his pinkies to his lips and whistles. She waves at the crowd, demurely overcome, so humble, so grateful. With a sweep of her hand she directs the audience’s applause towards the orchestra pit — wait, no. How will Lex give her flowers if the orchestra pit is in the way? She backtracked a little. Eilan is on the stage, waving, tears in her eyes. Lex walks up to the stage’s apron with bouquet in his hands — where had he hid it this whole time? Perhaps over the course of Eilan’s staging of the play Lex had gotten to know some of the theater’s staff? A small edit, then: before opening night Lex had colluded with the stage manager to hide flowers somewhere in the theater to be given to Lex when Eilan took her bow so that he could then present them to her. The honor fell to him, not the cast, because, well, perhaps by then she could be his wife? Eilan flushed at the thought. Dared she dream it? Oh, he won’t know. Alright, so. Eilan is on the stage, waving, crying, etc, etc. The stage manager discreetly hands Lex the bouquet. He walks up to the apron and reaches up to Eilan to present the bouquet of… white roses and gardenias? Yes. And Eilan is definitely his wife. (Eeee!) She kneels down on the stage and kisses her husband (Eeee!) before the eyes of the adoring public. Eilan’s heart fluttered. “Babe!” Lex burst into Eilan’s tent. She startled out of her daydream, sitting bolt upright in her cot. Her eyes went wide. A book slid off her chest onto the ground. She was back at Clan Lavellan’s camp, near Kirkwall, far from any Orlesian stages. He grinned at her jumpiness. “Napping?” “No no.” She stifled a yawn with her knuckles. “I was reading.” “Riiiight.” He planted a hand on either side of her on the cot. “I read with my eyes closed, too.” He kissed her hello. “You ready to go, miss sleepy babe? I got big plans for us today.”
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Eilan is my OC and Lex belongs to @bluewren
Want to follow their story? Start here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52434187/chapters/132646609 DAFF tag list: @warpedlegacywrites | @rakshadow | @rosella-writes | @effelants | @bluewren | @breninarthur | @ar-lath-ma-cully | @dreadfutures | @ir0n-angel | @inquisimer | @crackinglamb | @theluckywizard | @nirikeehan | @oxygenforthewicked | @exalted-dawn-drabbles | @melisusthewee | @blarrghe | @agentkatie | @leggywillow | @about2dance
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nucuk · 23 days
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two hunchbacks of Ferelden 💎🏹🗡️🦁
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Cullen Rutherford & Dalish | Dragon Age Inquisition
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elvenasscheek · 11 months
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It's been ages, yet I still look at these beautiful pieces done by the wonderful @theluckybard and smile, I can't thank you enough for all the work you've done. Leviathan belongs to @wilxfyre and goes by They/Them. Narquelion belongs to me and goes by He/They 💖🌿✨️
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