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shattered-eluvian · 23 days
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Evie & Vallaslin
Don't mind me I just wanted to actually put my character thoughts and hc's somewhere other than in my forgetful brain, so some general character musing on her, Solas, clan Lavellan, her relationship to her vallaslin, and why she chose to keep it!
Evie is very close to her clan, she was orphaned very young and mainly raised by the Keeper, and the clan as a whole in a very "it takes a village" kind of way, which is how I imagine most Dalish children get raised honestly! So she is very close to them all.
She is the clans First too, and so takes great pride in learning the elven history and practices. Due to the fact clan Lavellan does seem to be a more open clan with dealing with outsiders in canon, I think she would have been more open minded in general? She is curious and loved learning whatever new things she could in her youth.
Generally I consider her to be mildly agnostic? in a sense that she did believe in the gods to a degree and knows and respects all the stories, but also knows history and interpretations change? However, she can be hilariously stubborn and prideful if her culture is challenged and will just go full "actually I believe in the elven gods :)" if any Andrastian or the like try and force chantry stuff on her. She was so borderline petulant at the start of DA:I's story lmao 😭
Which also lead to her and Solas absolutely butting heads when they first started talking. It was neither of their finest moments, but it was something they did talk through more calmly afterwards. [a scene I may write or elaborate on one day?? hmm]
She was given Mythal's vallaslin because that is what her late mother had, and it was like a symbolic mix of her mothers protection, and Mythal's protection, as well as her future in helping protect the clan/knowledge. This combined with simply being a link "home"? is too meaningful to let go of. Regardless of what she learns later on.
I'm a little up in the air with what is canon for her with regards to if the clan lives or dies, they are Schrodinger's clan Lavellan because either is rife for some good lore and angst??
If the clan lives, returning to them is difficult because of her duty as inquisitor, she's been forced into a role she never asked for but it's also set her apart and away from her family. And let's not even consider later on returning home like "so about Fen'Harel...." So if she is more or less exiled/chooses to be apart from her clan, her vallaslin is her remaining connection and reminder of where she came from.
Likewise if the clan dies... well. Yeah. It's basically all she has left. 😔
During the scene in Crestwood, she takes the information Solas gives... reasonably well, all things considered? She considers it carefully. Knowing he doesn't give this revelation with intent to harm, but to help. It's shocking, yes, but she has no reason to doubt him. But it is a polite refusal at the removal. The meaning of the markings has changed, and what they mean to her goes beyond that. She's seen how much Elven/Dalish culture gets erased/changed in history all over the place as it is. Even if this history is "incorrect"? it's hers. And her connection to her family.
Despite what happens, ya know, after this scene, I do think the way it's resolved and how they talk in through is just really nice. It shows growth from the both of them, and how much they understand and care for each other?
[on a personal level, I genuinely love the more emotionally 'neutral' dialogue options for this scene. It shows a great level of how much she understands Solas. His sometimes blunt to the point of being a tad tactless delivery of knowledge, for something this big? Would have likely upset or angered her if it was like, in their early friendship days. But she's grown to know and understand him. The way the dialogue is things like "i know you only told me this because you want to help." just feels like it exemplifies that bond. And on Solas' side, it shows just how much he cares about her and has grown to be far better with his cranky feelings with regards to Dalish interpretations of things in general, especially in hindsight when you know the truth of his character? Vallaslin is a Huge Deal for him. It's his whole Thing besides the Fade/spirits. But he understands and respects that the context has changed, and what it means to her. It's a part of who she is and he loves all of her exactly as she is. I dunno I just found the way he was with the 'keep vallaslin' scene to be very sweet. He's so smitten 🥺 ]
Post trespasser era when she knows Everything, she is just going to be like "ah. i see." like so much more makes so much sense. And she realises that him telling her about Vallaslin really was as close to telling her he was Fen'Harel as he could manage at the time.
All of this history was lost but it really was him being very open about something very important to him. Let alone all the new knowledge she amasses. (which if she's in a clan survives universe?? if she takes that back home, how long until she is thrown out for being a madman and a liar much like Solas was?? oof 😭 led astray by the Dread Wolf's lies)
But even knowing all this. In a hypothetical (and hopeful??) reunion during/post DA:D era, she would still not ask for it to be removed. And frankly, I don't think he could picture her any other way. She is perfect, exactly as she is.
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mondeskaelte · 2 years
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more tags. gdi. we’re almost done pals. mythal. ghilan’nain. ghilanna.
#/ sometimes i entertain the idea of orianna and mythal meeting for afternoon tea and i laugh#mythal would think she's just delightful lmao#Mythal. ( ic / answered asks ) ❝ ah? ❞#Mythal. ( ic / musings ) ❝ i don’t rise from the ashes ; i make them. ❞#Mythal. ( ic / aesthetics ) ❝ dwellings of the ancient gods. ❞#Mythal. ( ic / reflection ) ❝ she’s the brightest star of all ; never shall she fall from the skies. ❞#Mythal. ( ic / headcanons ) ❝ and she shall smite your enemies ; leaving them in agony. ❞#Mythal. ( ic / ancient elvhenan. ) ❝ mother of all ; mother of dragons. ❞#Mythal. ( ic / unspecified )#Ghilan'nain. ( ic / answered asks ) ❝ ah; go ahead. ❞#Ghilan'nain. ( ic / musings ) ❝ made of untamable demons ; an unfillable void. ❞#Ghilan'nain. ( ic / aesthetics ) ❝ dwellings of the ancient beasts. ❞#Ghilan'nain. ( ic / reflection ) ❝ mother of halla. creator of untameable beasts. ❞#Ghilan'nain. ( ic / headcanons ) ❝ knowledge is power. ❞#Ghilan'nain. ( ic / ancient elvhenan. ) ❝ this curious head of mine. ❞#Ghilan'nain. ( ic / unspecified )#Ghilanna. ( ic / answered asks ) ❝ it's done. naturally. ❞#Ghilanna. ( ic / musings ) ❝ adventure's not over yet? ❞#Ghilanna. ( ic / aesthetics ) ❝ the moon is not alone ; it’s not the only thing following you. ❞#Ghilanna. ( ic / reflection ) ❝ you can live without the fire ; it’s the heat that makes you strong. ❞#Ghilanna. ( ic / headcanons ) ❝ tenderly all that i adored turned to ashes. ❞#Ghilanna. ( ic / clan sabrae. ) ❝ resilient ; a warrior at heart. ❞#Ghilanna. ( ic / grey warden. ) ❝ never forget what your name means ; remember at every waking turn. ❞#Ghilanna. ( ic / warden commander. ) ❝ keep your wits about you mage ; for true tests never end. ❞#Ghilanna. ( ic / unspecified )
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broodwolf221 · 5 months
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brood's (ongoing) meta masterpost
what "as this world burned in the raw chaos" means
the three divine options and their relationship to faith
solas tearing down the veil: why i think it was necessary, and how it relates to the in hushed whispers quest
sera & solas as narrative foils of each other
sera meta - positive bc i fucking love her
evanuris musings/frustration
da4 theories & hopes re: solas and mythal - post dec DA trailer drop
dalish & red vallaslin dalish history/divergent origins
qunari & dragon blood musings
the vallaslin removal
technically not meta but sorta related: visual representation of solas' duality - critique : alternative
forgotten ones as titans, in-depth (mini add-on)
vivienne de fer pt 1/?
morrigan - dao and dai
solas' sleep
cullen rutherford, positive
forgotten ones as titans, vague
the iron bull & solas
inky & solas - conversation in the fade & implications
solas' actions
theories on solas' distant past
solas' personality/behavior
theories abt solas as a spirit+demon & forgotten one (note: I got confused with mythal and flemeth's backstory)
my first meta of solas as one of the forgotten ones
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bellytochin · 2 months
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@multitudcs asked: "eavesdrop" [[ From Dorian to Hectooooor ]]
send eavesdrop to listen to my muse talk about yours // accepting
"I just do not see what you see in him." Said flippantly by Cassandra inside the War Room of Skyhold one day, just recently after the people of Haven were led here. From the corner of his eye, he sees Josephine flinch at Cassandra's harsh tone, Leliana's face become a fake mask of professionalism, and Cullen look away embarrassed. Hector's hands rest on top of the table, eyes roving over the maps and items Leliana presented him of his Dalish family. It seems they were in trouble... "I do not trust people from Tevinter. And he's-"
"Well, that's your problem, Cassandra." Hector shrugs when the warrior makes a face, clearly annoyed by the Inquisitor's bored tone, and at being interrupted. "I for one trust the man with my life. In fact, if not for him, I wouldn't have been able to return from the future, and our fight against Corypheus would have been over before it even started." The man pauses, eyes glancing upward as another one of Leliana's crows flies in through an open window, landing gently on his shoulder to rest there. When it does nothing more than starting to play with his hair, Hector turns back to the maps. Behind him, he could hear Cassandra's brain overworking itself to try and come up with something to say.
"I just think-"
"Don't then." Her mouth snaps shut when Hector turns to face her, eyes looking less friendly towards the woman. "I told you I trust him. He's dependable and far kinder than he tries to let off. I'm sick and tired of people thinking he has an ulterior motive. He's here to help. He's here to do what most other people refuse too." Hector advances on her and, to her credit, she holds her ground and does not cower away from the angry mage stalking towards her.
"And I swear to Mythal and Elgar'nan, if I hear ONE MORE person say that bullshit, I'm going to do something everyone BUT me will regret." Cassandra's mouth was shaped in a deep frown at the admission; the tense atmosphere of the room was only broken by Leliana's poor attempt at covering up a laugh.
When Cassandra continues to say nothing, clearly still annoyed, Hector promptly shoos her out of the room. "Now get out. I'm very busy.: Once she's outside, Hector slams the door shut right behind her, effectively ending their conversation.
Though, he clearly didn't see Dorian himself standing right on the other side of that door, his hand still poised to knock.
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bishicat · 7 months
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do u have an inquisitor? who do they romance? tell us about em owo
Yes!! I used to post about her all the time back in 2015-2019 (this blog used to be mainly about solavellan). Her name's Emrys, and she's a fiery Dalish force/knight enchanter mage that romanced our favorite egg, Solas! I took her name from the Embrium flower you can pick in inquisition.
She likes the finer things in life, and she has a penchant for high-neck tops, plunging necklines, fur, gold accents, and giving people death glares. She also has an old lip scar on the left side of her face. I hc that someone threw a sharp rock or ceramic shard to her face and cut it up pretty badly. She could heal it with magic, I suppose, but Emrys thinks she looks badass with it. Pre-trespasser, Emrys had long flowing pale hair and Mythal's vallaslin. Like many others, I chose to remove Emrys' vallaslin during Crestwood (cause it was honest to god a pain to draw).
She really loved Solas and aims to save him from himself, but she would kill him before he destroys the world (tragedy ftw).
I made her years ago, and I drew sooo much of her. I had sketchbooks filled to the brim with drawings of her and Solas. They were my muses for a good chunk of my life, and I really experimented with my style using Emrys.
Anyway, thanks for the ask! It inspired me to draw Emrys for the first time in years lol, so ta-da~
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chasindtrevelyan · 7 days
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Alright, gonna be distracted trying to get Max through the Winter Palace, but here is the basic things to know about the soon to be added muse:
His given name is Ruscion Lavellan, but everyone he knows just calls him Fox and it tends to be how he introduced himself because he likes it
Age: 26
He has black hair and bright blue/green eyes
His vallaslin decorates his cheekbones in dark green, his patron God is Mythal
He isn't very good at being Dalish, and he'd be the first to admit it
He's a dual wielding rogue who picks up the assassin specialization
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blind-alchemists · 1 month
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“Anyway,” Varric says then, always the easy conversationalist, “I hear you two have been doing good by Adan and the infirmary.” “Din has done more than I have, but, yes,” he replies, resting his staff against his shoulder so he can pull his hands into the layers of warmth his cloak provides. “It’s a bit hard to imagine someone as prickly as him healing people,” the dwarf admits. “You, on the other hand? You’re the tragic hero type, Chuckles. You help and you bleed and then you lament it wasn’t enough.” “I don’t think of myself as either tragic nor a hero, Varric,” Solas says to him. He had, once, but that time has long passed and now the words turn his stomach in knots. The dwarf might know nothing about him, but he is a story-teller, and he sees the parts of him he had thought to have buried long ago. Solas has not been a hero since he burned Mythal off his face, has not been a hero even when he was her champion, has not been a hero even in the war against the Pillars of the Earth. And tragic — no, tragedy is something only heroes are allowed to have. Monsters like him, wolves with six eyes and slavering jaws and maws big enough to devour cities, do not get tragedy. They get a miserable death. “Most don’t, in my experience,” Varric replies and moves past the awkward moments in their conversation with the smooth experience of someone who has done this for decades. “That’s the charm of them: They don’t know they’re the tragic hero. And they do not become bad; they are tragic because they are so infallibly good that it pains you, because you know what makes them such outstanding people will lead to them to commit their biggest mistake and once they realize what they have done, they’re already in the middle of the tragedy.” Solas swallows. “What happens then?” Varric looks at him. “The play ends, Chuckles,” he says wearily. “Maybe the hero dies, or maybe he doesn’t, or maybe he’s left weeping before the curtain falls, or maybe he’s crumbled into a pile of nothing.” He pauses, watching him up close, and an uncomfortable feeling settles in his chest. “Tragic heroes do not live happily ever after.” “Of course,” he muses, more to himself than the dwarf before him. He recognizes himself in the story-tellers words, and they’ve rang a little too true, but he’s long past the point where he might be either tragic or a hero. He raised the Veil, and destroyed the world, and slept, and now that he has awoken after a thousand years of slumber, he will tear down the Veil and do what he could not do last time: He will rid the world of the Evanuris whose sole existence will eventually lead to its ruin. A hero might have found another way, but he is a hero no more: He is Fen’Harel, the dreaded wolf, the mad trickster, the monster, the villain, and if this is what it takes to save the world, then he has no issue paying the price.
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tavtiers · 5 months
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A hypothetical god tier for Mythal from Dragon Age: the Lord of Space.
A Lord of Space is among those who are masters of physical existence. They are motivated by themselves to be a master of creation and beginnings. (x) The Lord of Space's will takes precedence over everything else and they feel satisfied by the act of making something. (x) They are the Outlier Mother, defined by domination, creation, and beginnings. (x) Their opposite and inverse is the Muse of Time. They share their personality with no one, as a master classpect. The Lord of Space would quest on a planet similar to the Land of ??? and Frogs, reigned over by Echidna (Mother of Monsters) or Demeter (Goddess of Grain). They would rise to ascension on the wings of hummingbirds. (x)(x)(x)
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mercysought · 11 months
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REPOST AND LIST 6 SONGS THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE (focusing on Elgar'nan and Mythal):
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that unwanted animal by the amazing devil
Oh, and you rip my ribcage open and devour what's truly yours / And our screaming joins in unison, I cry out to the Lord / 'Cause if we join our hands in prayer enough / To God, I imagine it all starts to sound like applause.
blood in the wine by aurora
I was given a heart / Before I was given a mind / A thirst for pleasure and war / A hunger we keep inside / We fell from sky with grace / And life gave us a sweeter taste / You can drink, you can feast / There's beauty in your beast
the horror and the wild by the amazing devil
I steal the hours and turn the night into day / Day by day oh lord three things I pray / That I might understand as best as I can / How bold I was, could be - will be - still am, by God still am / Fret not dear heart, let not them hear / The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings / Welcome to the storm, I am thunder / Welcome to my table, bring your hunger.
sacrifices must be made by dan bull
No one wants to show their hands / For fear of knowing that we've only laid out hopeless plans / Life's a thankless slow advance / And no advantage shall suffice / To satisfy chance's appetite requires sacrifice.
eat your young by hozier
I'm starving, darling / Let me put my lips to something / Let me wrap my teeth around the world / Start carving, darling / I wanna smell the dinner cooking I wanna feel the edges start to burn
artemis by aurora
What will you do when she drinks the sea? / Drown her in sorrow or let her be free? / When she's upset, all of her heart is cold / What will you do when she eats the moon? / Make her return it or give her a spoon? / When she is full, all of her heart is warm 
& LIST 6 QUOTES THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE:
"THEN TELL ME WHAT JUSTICE IS! TO FORGIVE THE ONE WHO MURDERED YOUR BELOVED FRIEND? THAT CERTAINLY WOULD BE VIRTUOUS! IT’S BEAUTIFUL! BLINDINGLY BEAUTIFUL! BUT IS JUSTICE A VIRTUE?! NO! TO LIVE IN PEACE WITHOUT AVENGING THE DEAD IS VICE!" — bleach by Tite Kubo
"He didn’t even look angry; he looked like an ending given human form." — harrow the ninth by tamsyn muir
"You have referred to yourself and your fellow mortals as our children. You are not our children. You are… a bad first draft." — asmodeus (brendan lee mulligan) in fire and ruin (exandria unlimited: calamity)
"what is it that you contain? the dead. time. light patterns of millennia opening in your gut. every minute, in each of you, a few million potassium atoms succumb to radioactive decay. the energy that powers these tiny atomic events has been locked inside potassium atoms ever since a star-sized bomb exploded nothing into being. potassium, like uranium and radium, is a long-lived radioactive nuclear waste of the supernova bang that accounts for you. your first parent was a star." — weight: the myth of atlas and heracles by jeanette winterson
"Eu não vejo o copo meio cheio, eu vejo o mar." — carolina deslandes “I don’t see the glass half full, I see the sea.”
"preserve the past, poison the present." — the existential horror of david cronenberg’s camera by acolytes of horror
tagged by . @thomasrainier (thank you ✨) tagging. @valheri @prvtocol @weptfreedom @soveraign (Cersei? mayhaps?) @harringtontm
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cinisemperium · 1 year
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closed starter for @h3artsablaze
muse || solas
Their fragmented silence spoke louder than shouted voices ever could. Framing the narrow dirt pathway from the small, humble cottage all the way up to the towering Chantry, the humans simply stood, nothing more than soft spoken gossip slipping from their shaking lips as the one who had just saved them all dared to walk past.
Dalish, they whispered amongst each other, a word wrapped in venom and aimed like a weapon to strike as if it were a curse. The Herald of Andraste, a dirty, heathen forest elf? Their small minds couldn't fathom the thought that anyone other than a human could possibly be worth anything, let alone the blessing of their beloved goddess. The whispers grew as she passed, concern fliting across the small village as they realised the rumours to be true. It was impossible, that she did not hear them, and yet she walked with her head held to the sky, black winding vines of Mythal etched like flowing ink across her bronze skin, gently framed by wisps of falling snow.
She was beautiful, fractured being as she was, walking brave and bold as she silently proclaimed that which she knew the shems feared most. She was Dalish, yes, and she was proud of it. So when she approached Solas later, the only other elvhen in the camp, he could not say he was surprised. He blustered about being a hedge mage, free from the confines of the Chantry and the barbaric treatment of the Circle mages at the lyrium soaked hands of the Templars. And when she inquired about his unmarred face, he lied straight to hers. The crude practices of the Dalish and the simple way they were now forced to live disgusted him to his very core, but he knew better than to let that particular thought slip out. So he gave her the same backstory he had given them all, and hoped that would satiate her curiosity.
He wanted to tell her that he admired her, in a small sort of way. Maybe help her understand her misguided notions about what her peoples really were and how tragic their history really was. But he could only take the role of Hahren so far before she became hostile, an unfortunate fact he had learned long ago. The Dalish did not care for others outside of their clans, and took great offense to any insinuation that their way of life was nothing more than a mere mockery of their ancestors. So he held his tongue, and carefully shifted the conversation back to Morwyn. "What of you? I noticed you have the markings of Mythal upon your face, so you must be Dalish. How is that you came to be so far from your clan?"
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thebookworm0001 · 1 year
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talk about your muse’s most prized possession(s)
Also the bedtime routine!
Thank you for the ask!! Developing Ahnen is a lot of fun so I’m gonna do this for him.
Link to OC Questions
talk about your muse’s most prized possession(s)
A small, palm-sized piece of stone with an elven word carved into it.
One of the times he accompanied Ellana to a place she suspected was an ancient elvhen ruin, she’d picked up this piece of stone. As she held it up and excitedly told him about it, he heard nothing she said. He was completely enamoured by her passion and just how beautiful she looked while sweaty and dirty from digging around for inconspicuous bits of history just like this. And that was the first time he told her he loved her.
He keeps the piece of rock in a safe place as a memento, and to pull out later when he asks her to be his bond-mate.
Inquisitor AU bonus item:
The ironbark dagger Ellana gives him as a bonding gift. After his close call with the bear, she frets about what to get him, but settles on a dagger he can keep with him wherever he is and has some imagery engraved into the handle to hopefully remind him to be more cautious. It’s something that he scoured the ruins of the Temple of Sacred Ashes for and was more than a bit distraught at the idea of it being lost.
Also the bedtime routine!
Ahnen’s bedtime routine is pretty simple.
If he’s got access to a body of water, he’ll wash himself. After that, though, he usually starts with braiding his hair. While the sides of his head are shaved, he keeps the top long. And while he has no issue keeping it down during a fight for the drama, he does actually want his hair to be well-taken-care-of so he makes sure he doesn’t sleep directly on it whenever he can. Usually it’s just a single braid, but he has been convinced to do a ponytail situation once or twice.
After that, he’ll get into his sleepwear. (If you are wondering if he braids his hair naked. Yes. Yes he does. He’ll make adjustments if he needs to for privacy/modesty/etc but he’s the kind of person that will lay naked on his bed for an hour or two after a hot bath if he has the ability to.) He prefers just a pair of smallclothes, but he’ll add layers as necessary. Sleeping in armor is the worst but he’ll do it if he knows it’s wise.
At that point, he’ll say his prayers. He’s a bit unsure about what he thinks about the gods, so he’s not on his knees and clasping his hands like others might, but he does find asking for their intercession important to him. Not so much for himself as for the people he loves. He trusts his own skill/feels cocky enough to not feel the need to ask for andruil to aid him, but he does ask for sylaise and mythal to look after his family quite a bit.
Then he closes his eyes and can immediately fall asleep. If Ellana’s around, though, he’ll stay awake until she’s out and watch her for a bit before going to sleep.
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dreadwxlf · 1 year
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@ellana-lavellan-rp sent: 6. OTP for your muse, 7. NOTP for your muse, and 23. Do you ever get jealous when rping? How do you handle this?
For the mun meme ❤
6 ~ Solavellan!! It became my OTP when I romanced Solas in the game, haha
7 ~ I don't really have any NOTPs for Solas, but I've never been a fan of pairing him with Mythal; I see their relationship as more mother/son rather than anything romantic
23 ~ I don't know if 'jealous' is the right word, but sometimes I feel insecure when I see other people's rp blogs for Solas -- they always seem a lot more sophisticated than mine, haha. When I feel that way, I just step away and try to improve my own blog if I can, and just write more.
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iithildim · 2 years
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@stcrforged​  asked: ��❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . (from varric!) (  LOUD  &  DEAFENING   |  ACCEPTING  )
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⧼ ☾✦ ⸻   ❝ OUCH  VARRIC  !!! ❞  Hedona let out a loud whine of pain, as she felt the needle entering her back   ...  She was stupid enough to turn around in a middle of a fight to allow a man literally place a knife in her back. She held a worn out towel to cover the front of her as the dwarf helped with the wound.  at  least  know  everyone  knew  she  bled  and  wasn’t  immortal   ...   So,  maybe  the  whispering  of  Godhood  and  the  chosen  one  would  disappear   ...  However, knowing her luck, they’ll end up playing another pretty lie on how she was almost slaughtered by some simple man. The sun was setting on the camp, the other two companions what Gods’ know where.  ❝ On Mythal  ... ❞  She muttered to herself, as she waited for Varric to stop prodding and poking her with his needle. She should of asked someone with much more softer hands, he was rough  ...  Then again, she should of known better since his aesthetic was  ...  well  Varric.
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Even wounded, she couldn’t slow down she had to get back out there as soon as the sun would rise  once  again,  she  wasn’t  allowed  breaks  ,  she  wasn’t  allowed  to  do  anything  ...  unless she snuck away, for a mere moment of peace. Still, she couldn’t help but to think if a mortal man could put such a blow on her, could she truly stop this world threat ?  She  fell  into  a  deep  thought, maybe this battle was her final chapter in her, maybe she would die and be written down as a tragic figure, she herself thought she was one already, drama constantly followed her. 
Her thoughts were suddenly put on a halt by another painful prick in her back, as she quickly turned around to face the blond dwarf.  ❝  Dirthara-ma! ❞ She cursed out. As soon as the curse left her lips she felt the guilt dripping into her already.  ❝  Apologise, Varric   ...  I’m not too good with pain. ❞  She confessed, it was the truth she hated pain, hated how it felt   ...  The pain was failure, if she got hurt it was her fault  ...  That was a lesson taught by her father when he would show her his missing arm, he blamed no one but himself.    ❝  When I get back to Skyhold I am drowning myself in shitty ale, while fighting Bull for whatever he is drinking !  ⸻   If I can take down a pride demon I can take down Bull !   ❞     ⧽
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broodwolf221 · 3 months
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continuing my red lyrium musings, the main options I see are:
it's titan blood/comes from a titan's heart - it's so potent, so powerful, that it contaminates and changes all it touches, consuming anything with even a hint of itself (magic? which is why the dwarves are safe? except I don't think based on dagna's precautions that red lyrium IS safe for dwarves... I also assume varric gets infected in the bad magic timeline but I haven't brought him before)
the evanuris deliberately altered lyrium to make it stronger and in so doing, made a horrible weapon of it that would destroy the world, including them - this may also be the connection between the evanuris and the dwarves, they might have split the dwarves from accessing magic to make them able to harvest lyrium for their purposes
OR the evanuris altered lyrium in a way that they and only they are safe from it - perhaps they bound their own blood and will into it. this would be the best of my explanations for how mythal could place an aspect inside the red lyrium idol without being destroyed/destroying it. and it's interesting... blue lyrium = titan blood; red lyrium = titan + evanuris blood, so the strongest things in the world (titans) combined with the power of the strongest mages in the world (evanuris) which might have required harvesting the heart of a single or multiple titans (trespasser mural)
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furys-burn · 1 year
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HEAL; for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury. | ( HEDONA & ASTRA ) | @iithildim
Everyone in the Circle knew a bit of healing because how the hell else would they survive it. They learned the signs of a night in the tower gone wrong, how to stitch skin from a blade under candlelight, or stretch potions aware of how precious each drop is. But Astra was never one for the ways of the spirit fancying the talents of power and chill before throwing a shield up.
And yet. 
And yet she runs to Hedona’s side when she appears from the portal with blood down her side and skin white as a sheet. Why she takes her up to her room and spends hours by her side spinning yarn more out of anxiety than practicality. The rune is off-center and she does not know if she would even accept something representing Mythal right now but she wanted Hedona to have something to wake up to. That she will wake up at all in the first place. 
“ I did not not see you fall head first off a cliff on a horse for this to be your end, friend. ” The water is cool as it runs down her wrist as she twists the cloth damp in the basin. “ But if you do I will make it my mission to spread that story to every bard in Ferelden on my journey home. ” 
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Mythal, all-mother, protector of the People, watch over us, for the path we tread is perilous.
Save us from the darkness, as you did before, and we will sing your name to the heavens.
This is a private and independent roleplay blog for Alanari Nomaris, an original Dalish protagonist of Dragon Age: Inquisition + connected tertiary characters. I am heavily canon-divergent, including material following the game itself. Alanari does not have a companion verse. formerly ofrevas. blog remade 3/8/2023.
this blog is affiliated with soveraign (felassan & celene), weptpride, and wepthonor.
mobile muse doc (under construction) ↠ timeline of events ↠ worldbuilding sideblog ↠ comprehensive worldstate doc
concepts explored here: generational trauma, the line between mortal and divine, found family, what separates people from monsters, [insert more]
I go by either Nixe or Kris, I am 30+, and I use they/them pronouns exclusively. My discord will be given out to mutuals on request; I prefer to plot there. 
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