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Four Bioware-Inspired Holiday Cocktails: Nug Nog, Red-Nosed Templar, Merry Mako Ride, and Andromeda Tonic

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That feel when your son can see your bullshit. Also this was based on one of old @hungry-hobbits‘s conversation

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Meet post-Trespasser Anders, pro-Inquisition agent in Tevinter Imperium.

This headcanon burns my head last couple of months.

Hawke supported Anders when they ran from Kirkwall, but soon they were separated. Anders got caught by starkhaven templars and was brought to Sebastian. After a brutal torture prince made him tranquil, but the ritual didn’t tear Anders off the Fade. Tranquility killed Vengeance, while Anders remained safe. Branded by the Chantry’s sunburst, he made eighth and the most dangerous escape from the Circle. All time before Conclave Anders fought on Hawke’s side more like a warrior then a mage because of constant danger to his lover. After Adamant Anders leaved Weisshaupt in any cases – with or without Hawke and disappeared for a long time. He shows up in Tevinter only after re-structure/disbanding the Inquisition as an old werid mage with an elven “slave”. In DA4 Anders and Fenris help pro-Inquisition agents in troubles with blood magic, tranquility, abominations, slaves and gray wardens. I think the danger will force this bastards to unite. 

Anders in details.

He still remembers Warden and Hawke – no matter how far they are. He miss them and keep things that reminds him of old friends. Tranquility killed Justice, took away a part of his power and left ugly mark on his forehead, but he’s still a mage. Anders trained with a sword for a long time after Starkheaven and decided to keep it for a case of great troubles. He took his sword even in Tevinter because this country doesn’t seem different to Kirkwall. Ya know, slavers, blood mages, murderers, mad apostate with diabolic plan and etc.

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who stays < will likely die

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(Alistair stays)

Two weeks after the events of Adamant, Alistair is thrown from the fade.  He lands hard on the parapets, bruised and battered, and he does not get up.  As they rush forward, the Inquisition scouts who have lingered at the fortress are certain that the man is dead.

He is not.  And, once rested, Alistair declares this fact himself.  Often.  Loudly.  The realization that this is an attempt on Alistiar’s part to convince himself of the validity of that statement is slow to come.    

He is alive.  Alive alive alive.

Two weeks more and Alistair vanishes with nary a word to anyone.  Save, perhaps, the letters he sends the Inquisitions’ Spymaster.

Write her, he scrawls in one final postscript to Leliana, tell her that I will find her.  That I am coming for her.  Tell her: this time, forever.

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(Loghain stays)

A month passes before the fade spits out Loghain Mac Tir like something unchewable, something it cannot swallow.

Disoriented and badly wounded, the man snarls and hefts sword and shield with a lethality that leave the remaining Adamant wardens wary.  They give him a wide berth, deadlocked until.  Well.  His eyes just clear, all of the sudden.  Suddenly seems to realize that he is once again of the waking world, that this is no dream.  His shield hits the ground with a clatter, joined a moment later by his knees, as the man slowly crumples.  

Traitor Teryn.  Grey warden.  Farmer’s son.  General.  

Loghain has been many things in his life.  Yet never did he imagine he would die in a bed.  But that is what happens.  When all is said and done, he succumbs to his injuries a week later, passing quietly in the night.  An unsettlingly silent end for a man who once set his entire country ablaze.  

There are no answers, the last letter to his daughter reads, and so I have none to give.

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(Hawke stays)

Hawke erupts from the fade screaming.  

For three years she has been gone, trapped in battle with the nightmare creature.  Three years and The Champion hits the flagstones hard, a tangle of writhing limbs, her eyes wild and unseeing.  

Howling and feral, Hawke crackles with power - with magic.  Lightning and fire flicker wildly off her form in all directions - the last defense of a dying animal.  

You tell Varric, she rasps, a full three days later, when finally she has calmed enough to be helped to her feet.  Swaying between the hands that grip her, half dead, Hawke spits blood and makes only one demand:  

Tell Varric that I have come home to him. 

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One time Lornun Adaar unintentionally seduced Dorian Pavus with his cute cheering up techniques.

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Some People Just Don't Understand

Friend: Why are you smiling so big?

Me: This damn book.

*five minutes later*

Friend: Holy shit, why are you crying?

Me: This damn book.

*five minutes later*

Me: *screams in horror*

Friend: What? What's wrong?

Me: This damn book.

Me: *turns the page*

Me: *laughs hysterically*

Friend: GOD FUCKING--

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What your handwriting says about your personality

Handwriting analysis, or graphology, produces a personality profile by studying a person’s handwriting. Here’s how it pieces together a picture of the person “behind the pen.”

1. Begin by looking at the handwriting in general. What are the outstanding features? How much emotional energy does the writer appear to have? This is determined by assessing how much pressure is applied by the pen to the paper. Is the writing light or dark? Heavy pressure and dark writing are associated with vitality and confidence

2. Check out the slant of the writing. This tells you something about the way the writer responds to external pressures. A right slant (////) indicates a person whose heart rules their head.  They are caring, warm and friendly. A vertical slant (llll) indicates a person whose head rules their heart. This is someone whose emotions are controlled. A left slant (\) indicates an individual who hides their emotions, and is generally aloof, cold and detached.

3. Look at how straight their writing is. Graphologists believe that a very straight baselines means the person has perfectionist tendencies and tend to be over disciplined. A very wavy baseline means the person is unstable, and on an emotional roller coaster. An ascending baseline indicates a positive and optimistic personality. A descending baseline indicates that the person is tired, pessimistic or depressed. A slightly wavy, but generally level, baseline indicates a balanced personality.

4. Examine the size of the writing. Small writing is a sign of someone who can concentrate for long time periods, and is not easily distracted. This person prefers to work alone, is hard working, focused and self-motivated. Average size writers work at a “normal” pace, and are not overly interested in the details. People with large handwriting are more easily distracted.

5. Look at the spacing between the words.  Average spacing indicates a relatively laid back and confident person. Compressed writing indicates a person who always likes to be around others and wide spacing indicates a person who prefers to live a more isolated life.

Note: These are only general principles as our can mood affect our handwriting as well – but we still have a typical handwriting style.

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If you relate to being an introvert, follow me @introvertunites​.

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“no, no, no, *dwarves* are art deco; elves are art noveau.”

(via yonderly4me)

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I am definitely a madman with a box.

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“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”   ― Sarah Williams, Twilight Hours: A Legacy of Verse

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how bioware heroes deal with politics

warden: *cricket noises*

shepard: eat my entire ass

hawke: i guess???

inquisitor: oh i got a fucking opinion alright

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me and @inquisitcrlavellan, on whether Rion would be called Warden Rion or Warden Severan:

me: they call him “Warden Blackwall” which is his surname aeron: well. nobody is going to say “Warden Gordon”

WARDEN GORDON. I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING.

THE FACT THAT I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT GORDON RAMSAY AS A GREY WARDEN ISN’T HELPING.

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Hawke: So I shouldn't slit my wrists and dance naked under the moonlight just to fit in?

Anders: I would pay to see that!

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…isn’t the default colour of Solas’s jumper thing lambswool

so wouldn’t that make him

a wolf in sheep’s clothing