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i’m going on a short hiatus from april 26th to may 3rd.

my friend’s birthday is coming up so i’m spending a week out of town. i’ll pop on every now and then to check things or make smaller posts, or post longer things i worked on while i’ve been off. but i won’t constantly be on. so. yeah. this affects ellana, bianca, hawke, and morrigan. love y’all.

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It was strange - seeing the same bright look she was sure she had as a child, hidden deep in Dagna’s eyes. Something within Dwarves could never be stomped out, even by their own kin. Perhaps that’s why their race had gotten so much shit done over the past few centuries.

     ❝I promise, I’m not here over missing socks.❞      She’d have to remember to praise the other      for that act later. Despite light footsteps, not      even Bianca could pull something like that.

A brief moment before she pushes her hood back. She really needed to get used to not wearing it all the time if she was just wandering.

     ❝I was wondering if you could talk to me about      enchantments. I need some more information      before I continue to form weapons around them.❞

     Dagna’s ears perk at the newcomer’s voice, her focus quickly dragged from her work in favor of a stranger. She snaps her welding mask up to reveal a pair of bright eyes and a forehead beaded with sweat, and catches her gaze with a woman her very same height.

          ❝Question me? Did something happen? Because I swear I’ve been down here the whole  time–unless this has anything to do with socks going missing from the laundry room. In which case, yes. That was me.      –I needed sweat samples.❞

     She clears her throat.

     ❝But–yes. I’m Dagna..❞

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fadedcuriosity

It was easy to make weapons that could be quickly enchanted by someone who knew what they were doing. Rune slots weren’t the base of it. You needed to know how to work the materials right. But what great things could she make if she partnered up with the right enchanter. Or at least inquired to get the right information.

     ❝Excuse me. You're Dagna, right?      Can I question you for just a bit?❞

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TO ALL OF YOU WONDERFUL MUN’S THAT PLAY FEMALE MUSES: i love you. you are wonderful. the difference in attention that male muses get compared to female one’s is absolutely disgusting and intolerable. ladies deserve love. they deserve attention. ladies are fucking fascinating and are entitled to just as much regard and adoration as the male ones. SPREAD THE LOVE AROUND TODAY Y’ALL. LOVE ON A LADY MUSE.

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rogueaeducan

Warden Aeducan. The name was common knowledge to anyone traveling around Ferelden. Especially if you were a dwarf as well. It was hard to not hear the stories of how the entire country was saved by an “unlikely” hero against the Blight.

     ❝You know, I have to be honest,      I thought the rumors were shit.❞

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elthorn

Emerald eyes stared at the elf from a distance. Her last words had been a threat, and she had meant every word. Thankfully, there was no need for it to come to fruition...yet. That was okay with her. She approached with louder footsteps than she was used to.

      ❝Your blades are sharper       than when I last saw you.❞

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daggersandpoison

Damn people and their stupid blades. Why couldn’t someone walk up to her and ask for something she actually enjoyed making? She couldn’t let herself complain too much. It was still coin in her pocket. But, damn. She just wanted to create something she was proud of, not steel she disliked looking at.

     ❝This is what I have for you at the moment.      Not the best, but it's what you asked for.❞

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wardenkallian

Elves weren’t a new image to Bianca. She had dealt with quite a few in the past few years. And seen even fewer in the market outside of Orzammar Why the elf was interested in blades that weren’t even close to the high quality Stone Dwarves had.

     ❝The balance is perfect, but not      the best you’d find from Dwarves.❞

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josiewosiie

The hood was pushed off her head as she walked through the doorway. It seemed like the courteous thing to do. She’d always been bad with manners, but against the Antivan, she had to learn. And quickly, at that.

     ❝Sorry for being late, Ambassador.      I was told you wanted schematics?❞

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avxar

     ❝Look, I don’t care of Andraste herself      is starting to speak out of your ass - ❞

She pulled a lock of hair off her sweaty face. After smithing all day on a weapon she didn’t even really like creating in the first place, she was more than a little testy when approached for progress. Obviously, you could tell what that was when she was still hammering the blade.

     ❝ - the more complicated stuff is easier      for me, I need another few days for this.❞

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[ a couple real quick things:

     1. if pages are out of whack,      please let me know. thank u.      2. i’m going to be icon and      gif-less for a bit. be patient.      3. my ooc face claim is probs      gonna be sonny from i, robot.      if anyone needs me to tag it      with things when i use images,      just let me know! i’ll do my best.

thank u for following bianca. i’m looking forward to breaking emotions with her in the future~ ]

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Thedas Aesthetics - Orzammar 

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