#Dhaveira Lavellan

[inanshalla]

my only rook I’m attached to right now would be dhaveira aldwir, the daughter of my non canon inquisitor, miolu’vun lavellan (nicknamed u’vun for short) who romanced solas. (I haven’t scrapped shiera mercar but she’s not interesting rn 😭)

some trivia

aldwir is the surname, dhaveira inherited from her late father, emrys aldwir a elf mage who had found the dalish while they roamed the outskirts of the free marches after escaping the ostwick circle of magi at seventeen in 9:28 Dragon. He became the first of clan lavellan some after, in 9:30 Dragon, married u’vun that following spring and dhaveira was born the same year, wintertime and during the 5th Blight. He passed away when dhaveira was eight years old in a hunting accident, 9:38 Dragon, making him roughly 27 years old.

dhaviera, in regards to her age in veilguard is almost twenty-two in 9:52 Dragon. This makes u’vun 41 years old. In the beginning of inquisition, u’vun was 30 years old.

u’vun is related to my canon lavellan inquisitor, inanshalla lavellan, being first cousins, making inanshalla dhaveira’s second cousin. U’vun also has a twin brother named evunial.

inanshalla is younger than u’vun being 27 during the events of Inquisition.

dhaveira was sent to live at skyhold with her mother after the inquisition was finally settled in skyhold, early 9:41 Dragon when she is ten, almost eleven. She became close with the inner circle, particularly varric as he often would read her stories when her dreams became too scary so she could not sleep at night. She also became close with solas as he had taught her how to manage her magic. Dhaveira is a dreamer, similar to solas but far less experienced.

her desire to become a veil jumper was her immense pride in her dalish heritage, much like her mother and a hunger for ancient knowledge. Also, selfishly, she craved excitement and she believed she was not going to get it under inquisitor lavellan’s shadow.

her veil jumper backstory is similar to the default one for rook in veilguard. I’ll add that the only reason she went back to save the other jumpers was because, similar to her mother and the sense of community engrained in her as a dalish, her loyalty was stronger than her thirst for knowledge and the thrill of what was to be discovered.

she eventually joins varric not only because of her close relationship with him but because, like varric, believes solas could be reasoned with. Prior to solas leaving the inquisition, her only experiences with solas were friendly.

as for her mother, her work as a veil jumper, had her estranged from her for roughly two years. u’vun would also never speak of solas and prior to meeting her mother again in the events of Veilguard, that’s the first time they had ever actually spoke about solas.

her dynamic with solas is pretty straightforward. He basically uses her inexperience against her, taking advantage of the kind image she had of him as a child to manipulate her.

he ultimately underestimates her, however because he believed the only thing she shared in common with her mother was looks, she was not at all as even-tempered and modest as her mother. He did not take into account that just like u’vun, she was a devilishly quick learner.

[merrybandofmurderers]

finally back to writing!! more from the fic featuring my oc, Yuo Lavellan, @calicostorms's Fen'an, and @evangeline444's Dhaveira

“Aneth ara, hahren,” she greeted, and Yuo relaxed at the familiar words. “You are the one called the Herald?”

He grimaced. “They call me that,” he replied in Elvish. “You can call me Lavellan.”

A smile graced her full lips. “Dhaveira of Clan Alahannon.” A northern clan—very far north, based on her accent. She raised her chin, brushing a lock of long white hair over her shoulder. “The dead have grown restless in the wake of the Breach. We have come to assist the Inquisition in closing it.”

Yuo raised an eyebrow. Beside him, the Inquisition agents shifted uncomfortably. One glanced warily at the staff on her back, another taking in her oddly pale skin and red eyes. Yuo’s lips quirked; his gaze flicked over her shoulder at the warrior—who was staring directly at him.

“We?” Yuo asked, not breaking eye contact with the other elf.

Dhaveira tipped her head in the direction of her companion. “My brother, Fen’an.”

“Fen’an,” he repeated, rolling the syllables over tongue, rough and low. Fen’an’s ears twitched, cheeks darkening. “It’s good to meet you.”

Fen’an cleared his throat. “Yes,” he said, stilted.

Dhaveira’s gaze jumped between them, smile widening.

“Ser!” an Inquisition agent burst in, making a jerky motion with the papers clenched in his hand.

Yuo’s eye twitched, but he dragged his attention away from the intriguing elf. “I have business required of me,” he said in Elvish. “But please stay so we may discuss this further.”

“Of course, hahren,” Dhaveira replied, looking very pleased. She flitted back to Fen’an’s side.

Yuo finally accepted the papers. “Sera!” he called across the camp. “Start dinner, please.”

She blew a raspberry at him but chased down a recruit for provisions.

Yuo allowed the agents to shuffle him over to a command table. He glanced back at their guests. Dhaveira had a hand on Fen’an’s arm, leaning up on her toes to whisper in his ear. He was still looking at Yuo, a deep furrow between his brows. Yuo smirked and winked at him. His eyes widened and skipped away. Dhaveira prodded his side, smile bright and teasing.

An agent cleared her throat uncertainly. Yuo sighed and turned his attention to the duties demanded of him.

@mrs-theirin, @ringneckedpheasant, @fade-and-loathing-in-thedas, @transfenris-truther, @midnightprelude, @championsofthejust

[dragonborn-lavellan]

Dhaveira: I made tea

Solas: I don't want tea

Dhaveira: I didn't make it for you, this is my tea

Solas: then why are you telling me?

Dhaveira: it's a conversation starter

Solas: that's a lousy conversation starter

Dhaveira: oh is it? We're conversing. Checkmate

[beebundt]

Hello! I'm not sure if you're still looking to draw dragon age oc's, but here is my tiny bean Dhaveira (Dhava) Lavellan looking way more serious than she actually is, she's a chaotic disaster. She's an Artificer Archer and is Just Trying Her Best. Anyways I hope you are doing well, and thank you!

submitted by @veorlian​

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oh my god, legit artificer archers are the most fun to play....... thank you so much for the request!!!

[first-flower-of-my-house]

34, 47 otp ask meme?

Thanks for the ask! Answering for Dairine and Dhaveira, in both the Dragon Age verse and the D&D verse! As always, Dhaveira belongs to @pistol-packin-mama

34. Do they go on dates? What are they like?

DA verse: Haven’t gone on a date yet, but she’s offered to teach him how to use a bow!

D&D verse: I think they’d go for walks in the local park, maybe go see a play? Tbh Dairine wouldn’t really care when they do as long as she’s with him.

47. Who says I love you first? How did it happen?

DA verse: Also haven’t said “I love you” yet, but I’m betting Dhaveira will say it first.

D&D verse: Dhaveira says it first, Dairine immediately after him! You can read the particular scene from the fic it happens in under the cut for length, the full fic on Ao3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22094746

He pulled something out of his pocket, a golden chain with a small pendant on it. He held it out to her, and she took it from him. “Open it,” he said softly.

She realized what she’d thought was a pendant was actually a locket, and opened it. Inside was a portrait of Dhaveira, far more detailed than she would have thought possible for its size. “It’s beautiful,” she said after a moment. “Thank you. May I ask what the occasion is, for you to give me such a wonderful gift?”

He smiled at her, and her breath caught in her throat. “When Ronan told me you were leaving, I knew I wanted you to have something to remember me by,” he said. “Do you like it?”

Dairine nodded. “I love it,” she said softly. “I’ll wear it always. Do you mind clasping it for me?” She held it out to him, and he took it as she turned away from him. He reached around to rest the locket against her chest, then clasped the necklace. The chain was long enough that she could hide it beneath her usual armor if she chose, long enough that she could have put it on without undoing the clasp if she’d wanted to. But she hadn’t wanted to, had wanted an excuse to get closer to her fiancé.

And Dhaveira knew it, leaning in to press a kiss to the side of her neck that made her gasp. She turned her head, to tell him not to stop, and then his mouth was on hers. She reluctantly pulled away from him after a moment, twisting to face him fully, slipping her arms around his neck to pull him in for another kiss. That was when she realized that somehow, in the decade they’d been betrothed, this was the first time they’d ever kissed. He’d kissed her hand before, but this was different from a chaste brush of his lips to the back of her hand. This was fire and passion, and he slid an arm around her waist, pulling her closer as he parted her lips with his own. His free hand came up to cup her face as he deepened the kiss.

She pulled away after a moment, both of them gasping for breath. Once he’d caught his breath, he murmured, “I love you, Dairine.”

She stared at him for a moment, stunned by his confession. She'd hoped that he would come to love her someday, but hadn't dared think it would be so soon. "I love you too, Dhaveira," she admitted softly after a few moments.

He smiled brightly at her, and her breath caught in her throat again. Her betrothed was ridiculously handsome, especially when he smiled like that. "I'd hoped you'd say that," he said softly, leaning in to kiss her again.

[selenelavellan]

Rough sketch of Elrogathe and Dhaveira Lavellan, Selenes parents while they were younger. Probably when they first met.

[astrogenes]

》Inquisitor Dhaveira Lavellan

》Rift Mage - Winter Spells

》Romance: None

(other OCs / template)

[veorlian]

Fade-touched.

Artificer.

Child of Curiosity.

Tarot-inspired portrait of my canon Inquisitor, Dhaveira (Dhava) Lavellan, by the incredibly talented @hawkepockets. Highly highly recommend commissioning her if you get the chance!!

[merrybandofmurderers]

managed to scrape this out just in time for wip wednesday. featuring my oc Yuo Lavellan, @calicostorms's Fen'an Alahannon, and @evangeline444's Dhaveira

But care he did, and now he’d spent days in these hills, running errands for shems as he tried to make his way to Redcliffe. Hopefully, Fiona’s invitation hadn’t expired yet.

They turned onto the East Road, and Yuo’s ears pricked at the sound of fighting up ahead. Sera groaned. “Weapons ready?” Blackwall guessed.

Yuo slung his staff from his back. “Bull, go first. Sera, keep an eye on the cliffs.”

“With pleasure, boss,” Bull said, hefting his maul.

They came into sight of more suspiciously well-equipped bandits attacking an Inquisition camp. Bull charged into the fray with a roar, drawing their attention as Sera slipped to higher ground and Blackwall flanked from the right.

Yuo pulled forth mana for a barrier, but the energy slipped from his grasp, leaving his fingertips stinging. He tsked and struck the nearest bandit with an arcane bolt.

The bandits were annoyingly large in number—a poor combination with how long the day had been. He lined the battlefield with flame glyphs to prevent the enemies’ retreat and wrapped himself in a draining aura. He focused on cutting down the bandits with his staff to preserve mana, and slowly felt his lingering bruises healing.

An arrow cut over his shoulder, eliciting a cry of pain behind him. Yuo turned to face the enemy that had snuck up on him, only for a giant cleaver to split them in two. The wielder was an elf with pale vallaslin winding over his cheeks and forehead; he watched the enemy fall with a dispassionate frown, blood spattering over his armor.

A spark of interest lit in Yuo’s chest. He fell into step with the strange elf, laying down several paralysis glyphs to hold enemies in place for his cleaver. “Watch my back!” The elf’s ears flicked in surprise, but he took up a defensive position, nonetheless. Yuo used the bloodied remains of the fallen bandits to draw in power and released it over the battlefield in a wave of blistering flames.

It didn’t take long to clean up any stragglers after that. He was immediately flocked to by Inquisition agents: reporting what had happened, brandishing requisition papers, informing him that Leliana was attempting to get in contact. The strange elf lingered in Yuo’s peripherals and was joined shortly by another elf, slight and pale. The pair exchanged a few words before the new elf looked directly at Yuo. He tilted his chin and flicked an ear in question.

She strode forward with quick, light steps, posture alert with eagerness. The agents faltered into silence as she came to a stop a little too close to be polite. Yuo’s lips quirked.

“Aneth ara, hahren,” she greeted, and Yuo relaxed at the familiar words. “You are the one called the Herald?”

He grimaced. “They call me that,” he replied in Elvish. “You can call me Lavellan.”

@mrs-theirin, @ringneckedpheasant, @fade-and-loathing-in-thedas, @championsofthejust, @midnightprelude, @transfenris-truther

[dragonborn-lavellan]

INQUISITOR DHAVEIRA LAVELLAN

The Herald of Andraste, First of Clan Lavellan, Inquisitor First-Thaw

Of A War of Time and Truth on AO3, lovely art done by @deeplord

[hawkesvarric]

I used this Picrew to make the DA ladies!!! 

From left to right: Daylen Amell, Tatiana Hawke, Dhaveira Lavellan <3

[calicos-critters]

SOOOOOOOO TRUE BABE

Milf! Dhaveira x Dilf! Ithelan x boy next door! Nydha

Amen

[first-flower-of-my-house]

I've used my last two Patreon rewards from @destinyapostasy for sketches of my Dairine and @pistol-packin-mama's Dhaveira, and I love them both!

[selenelavellan]

Lullaby for Selene?

Concert AU

Kel and Fear belong to @feynites

Selene does not remember much about hermother.

She knows the name, the stories, theway her father still smiled when she was around. But when she triesto think of the way she looked, the color of her eyes, theexpressions she would make, she can not see them. All she can recallis the way the sunlight used to shine on her, bright through hershort wisps of pale hair and casting her mothers looming height inshadow and golden highlights.

But she remembers the lullabies.

Kel has been ill all day, fussing andcrying and waking herself each time she manages to fall asleep.

The others have left for the eveningalready, for a performance they had promised months ago (althoughFear still worried they should have canceled all the way out thedoor).

She has tried warming the formula. Shehas tried Kels favorite toys, and movies, and mobiles.

It has been years since she heard thetune.

Still, softly as she rocks her daughterin her arms, Selene begins to sing. Old words, as the melody becomesmore familiar. A song about dreaming, and journeys, and home.

Kels eyes begin to droop, as hersniffles fall farther and farther apart.

Selene eases her into her crib,finishing off the song as she does.

Ara ma'athlan vhenas.

I will call youhome.

[cow-wizard]

OC Songs

tagged by @hoehoehoelt and wow this is going to be a long post (smash that mf skip post if u don’t want to read a bunch of song titles (i’d use links but they don’t work anymore! thanks, staff!!!)

Vatasala Hawke -- “The Wild”, Mumford & Sons (this is from their newest album, Delta, which I highly recommend everyone listen to, it’s very different from their old stuff but very good!)

Ella Hawke -- “42″, Mumford & Sons (also from Delta)

Dhaveira -- “Don’t Lose My Number”, Phil Collins (I also recommend listening to NSP’s cover, Danny’s voice fits the song so well)

Shiloh Lavellan -- “King of Pain”, The Police

Ash Lavellan -- “Owner of a Lonely Heart”, Yes

Adrian Lavellan -- “Genghis Khan”, Miike Snow

Nydha Lavellan -- “Family”, Dry the River

Rion “Stabby” Lavellan -- “I’m Alright”, Kenny Loggins

Noel Trevelyan -- “The Man”, The Killers

Alex Trevelyan -- “The Good, The Bad, and The Dirty”, P!atD

Maxwell Trevelyan -- “No Sunlight”, Death Cab for Cutie

Lilian Caron -- “Distant Early Warning”, Rush (I feel this song fits a lot of wardens)

Celeste Caron -- “Your Heart is an Empty Room”, Death Cab for Cutie

Saeris Sabrae -- “Message in a Bottle”, The Police

Falon Mahariel -- “Thistle & Weeds”, Mumford & Sons 

Aeron Mahariel -- “I Feel It Coming”, The Weeknd

Finn Cousland -- “Queen of Peace”, Florence + The Machine

Mare Surana -- “Shake It Out”, Florence + The Machine

Sol Amell -- “Walk”, Foo Fighters

Lou aka Trashfire (my overwatch oc) -- “You May Be Right”, Billy Joel

tagging anyone who wants to do this!! (just tag me in ur post!) hhhh i’ve been working on it for too long now. can’t think anymore

[roguelioness]

Sahren Lavellan

Full name: Sahren Alhannon Lavellan Age: 30 at the start of the Conclave Height: 5′11 Background: Born 9:11 Dragon to Hareas Sabrae [f] and Dhaveira Lavellan [m]. Though his father was a mage, Sahren did not show any signs of magic, and instead took after his mother, one of the clan’s most prominent hunters. Under his mother’s guidance, he soon became an expert hunter, favoring his twin daggers over a bow. So sure was he of his skill that he had his vallaslin - that of June, the craftsman - tattooed in bright yellow, saying that the color would be the last thing his prey saw before their demise. Specialization: Assassin Romance: Dorian