#Inquisitor Amell

[attractthecrows]

Inquisitor Amell would be a beautiful, beautiful thing, largely because of how obnoxiously hypercompetent they would be by that point, but also

Amell: *DEEP SIGH* Okay. So the Temple blew up. What's the rest of the situation, Leli?

Cassandra: Commander Cullen's forces are in the valley, we should back them up, it's the quickest route

Leliana: But not the safest. We should take the mountain pass-

Amell, was only barely listening: Wait, wait, commander who did you say?

Cassandra: Cullen?

Amell: ...Cullen.

Cassandra: yes, formerly of the Templar order-

Amell: CHUCKLEFUCK???

Cassandra: what ?

Amell: YOU PUT CULLEN STANTON CHUCKLEFUCK IN CHARGE OF YOUR TROOPS??????

[Varric losing his shit in the background]

Leliana: Amell, baby, please, the demons

Amell: LELIANA IS THIS TRUE

Leliana: yes, but

Amell: HAAAAHAHAHAHAHA Okay, okay, wait. Does he know I'm involved at all?

Leliana: I don't think so.

Amell: GREAT LET'S GO RUIN HIS WHOLE WEEK

[rosella-writes]

Eilonwy Amell, Reluctant Herald

Because being Warden-Commander of Ferelden isn’t enough work on its own.

finally figured out frosty through some sort of digital alchemy, just in time to obsess over a new warden in lieu of da4 news

[hexxalite-hecate]

That time I discovered that the DAI chargen has an eyeshadow glitter slider

Whoever did this, not a better day of coding was ever spent, I assure you

She put on shimmer for the conclave ok LET HER SHINE

[mythalsknickers]

For the DADWC: Had your Inquisitor ever been in love before being sent to the conclave? (featuring the inquisitor of your choice)

TITLE: Champions of the Just and Holy CHARACTERS: Drysi Amell, Zevran Arainai, Cullen Rutherford, Loghain Mac Tir RATING: Teen WARNINGS: Mentions of Suicide Ideation Word Count: 1307

"Love is ultimately selfish. It demands that one be devoted to a single person, who may fully occupy one's mind and heart, to the exclusion of all else."

It was against that wisdom that I did learn what love was during the fifth blight and even a little before it. Back than I did not have a good concept of how long I could live for as a warden directly exposed to the calling of an archdemon, and I wanted to live life to the fullest before I ultimately died. My joining was not something I chose of my own accord, I was forced down this path and I felt if I was to die, it would be knowing love.

The sweet florals of first love came while I was still bound to the circle at Kinloch Hold. The blush between two barely eighteen people, a mage their templar guardian. Greagoir and Irving had seen the hushed whispers, the lingering touches when I would heal him during my classes. The way his hand would guide mine along the chant of light verses. He was so determined back then that if a mage was faithful enough, their gifts would be safe guarded. Still our mentors chose him to be my executioner during my Harrowing, blessed the maker or the lady of the skies that it was never needed but he was so apologetic afterwards. It lead to our first kiss, and a pendant I wore through the entirety of the blight, and I wear anytime I am away from home longer than a day or two. Irving set me against the circle to punish a templar as our own mage would be punished. It saw me expelled from the circle and enlisted into the grey wardens. I would not see him again until after word reached myself and my friends that the circle had broken.

Leliana told me later I was despondent for days as we made our way to Kinloch Hold. An annullment had been ordered and needed to be carried out, and I had be tasked with it in turn for aide against the blight. The weight of destroying the home you have known since a child, was crushing. Yet hope persevered as we cleared the rungs. Apprentices had been safe guarded, that was till I saw him, locked in a cell by a desire demon, my face his torment. He begged me to kill even the youngest of apprentices. It was a knife into my heart, he wouldn't have asked for any of this. It was with the blood of my former mentor on my hands that we fought, things were said and my heart shattered. I was not the same girl that had left the circle after that.

My next brush with love...rather lust perhaps came at the hands of my would be assassin. Zevran Arainai, he was became a fast friend of mine once we recruited him. He seemed to know when my thoughts turned to the darkness eating at my soul and he would say something that would pull a chuckle from even Morrigan. He taught me what it felt like to be desired, to be craved and to be chased. I could not in good conscious promise him forever, not with the blight nor with the fact that I was still healing from the damage Cullen and I had done to each other. On the eve of the final fight he was there, but in the aftermath, he had his own mission to undertake, and I did not stop him. Every so often a letter from him makes its way into my hands or on my desk.

Perhaps the love that healed me the most was with Loghain, I'd call it the love of an enemy turned into the love for a partner? Our relationship was complex from the moment I betrayed Alistair and ordered Loghain under go the joining. He never forgave me for that even to this day. Loghain and I spent many nights, speaking about the blight and what to expect. Darkspawn did not behave as any army of living, but rather as a horde of hive minded bees defending their queen. At some point it turned from enemies being across a fire pit to compatriots leaning against each other and sharing a bottle of...oh I think it was wildwine he had traded for from a chasind who knew him. There were a few regretful kisses between then and the final stand against the archdemon. It was nearly a week later when Morrigan and Loghain had revealed while I still laid in a healing tent what they had done. I threatened both of them...yet despite the worst of my behavior neither of them budged. I remember what they both said to this day. The love of a sister and the love of a man I had doomed to die with me.

I distinctly recall one warden fit to fall on his sword, and another who clawed desperately to victory. My sister does not accept death for a man who had the gall to ask her to destroy her home. Are you quite done Commander, you are wallowing and it is pointless. Stand up and claim your victory Drysi Amell.

It would not be until I was summoned to Weisshaupt, I crept out of the castle in Denerim to find him waiting with two horses. In truth the journey north was cold and unforgiving and having him there, and our initiation bottles to drink was a warmth I did not know I need. One thing lead to another and we ended up in each other's arms and he kept me from putting my fist in the first warden's face. I left him in charge of Amranthine as I chased Anders to the Free Marches and then split off to go in search of a cure for the calling.

It was getting cornered by my cousin and the Divine and getting bullied into coming to the Conclave that lead me to cross paths with Cullen. I heard the nearly prayed whispers of my name when he sang the chant, or spoke to Leliana for news of my safety. I kept my heart and my identity from him until Haven. Perhaps it was the look in his eyes that helped me defy my odds and make it out of Haven alive. It was no archdemon, just the Architect's brother and his pet dragon. According to Leliana for the first several hours of my healing, Cullen sat in my tent working on his plans. We did not talk at any length until Skyhold and arguably that talk was more...desperation to hold eachother, to assure ourselves we were both whole and as okay as we could be. The blasphemy we committed that night beneath Andraste's statue...well some spirits did latch onto it apparently it was quite passionate. It was not until the dread wolf took my arm that he and I reunited with Loghain...gods preserve that man was fiery along with Cullen. I could not say no to both of them, and they understood that. We were all bound by blood and bone to each other.

Even now as I write this for Varric Tethras' tales of the Hero of Fereldan. I can hear them sparring with Cullen's nephew and niece, and two of the four mabari we have lay in here with me by the fire. Soon we will have some mabari pups to help with the templars recoving from lyrium. I have not given up my chase for the cure, but I have left it into hands far more suited to that discovery than mine. I found my peace finally.

[ostagarfortress]

This past Cullen x Amell, Inquisitor!Amell, lovers-to-enemies-to-something AU that I'm not writing is living rent free in my head again and it's making me feral

[sissy-the-siren]

Managed to snag two worldstate comms from @maturiin! I'm so in love with my precious beans being in love!!!! LOOK AT HOW HAPPY AND CAREFREE THEY ALL ARE!!!

[stealingpotatoes]

I saw you’re into Dragon Age too! Are you playing Veilguard at all? ☺️

And I’m interested to know who your protags and romances from the last DAO/DA2/DAI are! ☺️

i don't personally own dav but i've been playing it with my friend @highladyofdusk!! as for your second question, this my "canon" worldstate!!

(commission info // tip jar!)

[loustica-lucia]

Heroes of the Dragon Age

An animation I've made for Dragon Age Day 2023, featuring my main Warden (Alyssa Cousland-Theirin), Hawke (Eleena Amell Hawke) and Inquisitor (Sulevin Lavellan)!

It's to this day one of my best artwork and I thought I should share it here too! 90+ hours between the original sketch, outfit design, the rough animation, rotoscope, inking, flat-colours, background shading and even the audio :')

Interested in the process? I detailed it below since it was my first time doing something like that:

I would like to start by saying I'm not a professional animator!Everything you've seen here is the result of experimentation and a lot of practice to learn and understand how 2D animation works.

My first idea started in May 2023. I just finished rewatching DA Absolution for the X time, and wanted to analyse why I loved the intro so much. (Even after countless rewatch, I never skipped it once.) I was inspired to study it with my main three protagonists!

Then came the first test with Alyssa Cousland-Theirin, my Hero of Ferelden! I tried to understand which part to separate for the animation. Mainly the hair and cape because it flows a lot more than the rest! If I recall, my first idea here was to make her counter flame attacks (?). Then, as the camera turns around her, I tried to add a grid to know how the camera would work around it.

I ended up making the clip longer, so she could position herself to the further left and leave space to the two other protagonists.

Now it was time to try to animate Sulevin Lavellan, my Inquisitor. I really kept that quick doodling style just to capture the vibe without putting too much time/effort into it! The background would be static to contrast with Alyssa's. I also loved the idea of a rogue sneaking!

Instead of working on Eleena Amell Hawke, my Champion of Kirkwall, I went back to Alyssa and started working with Clip Studio Paint 3D models (this entire animation has been done on the EX version of the software!) It helped for rotoscope animation and maintaining likeness! That's when I got the idea to make the background swirl around the character to let the eyes be guided by the rest of the screen!

After a couple more hours, I planned the entire animatic with 3D models and quick doodles! I finally found a cool pose for Eleena Hawke, which was honestly the hardest of the three to imagine for some reason? I tried many other poses but ended up picking an animation from the game!

This whole time, I was studying a bunch of background ideas and how studio Red Dog Culture House (who made Absolution) work! Thankfully, they have a YouTube Channel where they shared some BTS content so I could analyse it!

Then, I simplified my character and their original designs in the style of the studio! These outfits are how I imagine them after Trespasser. Alyssa as the Queen of Ferelden, looking for a cure to the Calling, Hawke following Fenris to Tevinter & Sully as a Red Jenny Inquisitor!

The idea for Sulevin's animation actually came from a piece I doodled on a live stream, when I was drawing pose studies and turning them into finished artworks haha As for Alyssa, I wanted to draw the fight that got her facial scars!

Once their designs were ready and the background ideas too, I made the rough version of the animation! Basically a sketch done on top of the 3D models to add the details, staying pretty rough just to capture the idea and movements.

Then it was time to start the lines! I decided make a folder per frame, so I could separate all he main elements and draw them one by one. It helps keeping the likeness of a character in the different frames without having big "jumps" between frames! In fact, every parts were coloured differently to recognize them, and then I used vector erasers and masks (Ah yes, the entire lineart is done in vectors of course! It's easier to adjust and save time when working on similar frames!)

At first of course, everything overlaps! But I find it easier to draw too much and erase after, just to make sure everything is coherent in each frames! The cool thing about CSP is how you can change the colour of the layers in one click! So all the coloured lines turned into black in one second, and I could reverse it just as quickly to double check!

Then I started working on Sulevin! I made a blue line to mark where her feet were, as the sketch in the background wasn't perfectly straight! (Like Sulevin's sexuality 🤭😂) The silhouettes were very quick to do, but I had fun adding more & more details as she came closer to the foreground!

I really wanted to add that little dagger trick, but I remember it required me to change the pacing of Eleena's apparition, as it was recovering her arm too quickly! I had to change the pace of multiple frames quite a lot during the project, to make sure the flow was right! For Eleena, most of her animation remained around her arms and the staff itself, as magic would be the most difficult part! That way each character has their own focus: Alyssa has a very animated background, Sulevin got the grappling hook and Eleena the ice!

Then it was time to start adding colours! Just like for the lineart, I separated every colour on it's own layer, so I could easily adjust the colours later if needed. I added one colour at the time, going through all the frames, and then another colour!

I made full palette tests with the colours I would use for their background at this point, checking if the details remained readable! Alyssa was the most challenging in terms of clothes, because I made her a very detailled armour! I had to simplify the Theirin heraldry, vectorize/redraw the Cousland, and make a brush for her cape's pattern!

Once I was done adding the flatcolours, I started the background, and oh boy it was a wild ride. For the cave, I painted multiple tests. I imagine was to use CSP panorama tools, which transform a texture into a 3D sphere, so each corners must match to look good. Sadly, it made the background very blurry, so after hours of testing, I changed ideas. Instead of the random fire balls (?) I originally imagined for Alyssa, I made three simple frames of a Rage Demon to attack her.

I ended up using the cave as a repeated pattern to make it turn 360° around the character. For Eleena, I mixed inspiration from the comics, Dreadwolf & Absolution, using warm colours matching Hawke's signature red. Just like I made the cave very grey/blue to match Grey Wardens. For Val Royeaux, it was more complex because I wanted to make it green, matching the Inquisitor's signature green. But bright green couldn't work, and the original colour during day time was blue/white/gold. So I added more leaves, played around the design a bit! After adding the rage demon, I made the shading! It was surprisingly easy and quick to do now!

I clipped a white layer on the flatcolours to not be distracted by the colours, and made thin lines to separate the light/shadows, then simply filled everything with the bucket tool! Then you set the layer to multiply and remove the white layer, and you have celshading shadows! Now the character looks out of the picture, so I added layers of blue in color burn, saturation and substract blending modes to make her look like she's in the right setting! Of course, I did the same with the other two, giving Hawke a red overlay and Sulevin green shadows!

Then I added the details, it went from white irises, to sword/staff smears to earrings and smaller finition that goes on top of these layers. To add the lights, I simply selected the shadows and reversed the selection! Using warm and cold tones to create contrast with the purple/bluish shadows! I also added more ambient light layers for Alyssa to reflect the Rage Demon fire. Now it was time to add ice magic! My first attempt had too many frames, making it look weird! Sometimes it's better to lower the frame rate to make things less bumpy!

Then I downloaded some cool ice brushes on CSP assets that made it look less like blue magical flames! But when I covered the screen in ice, I realized "Oh wait, I could make a cool transition from the ice, to blue lyrium turning red?"Red Lyrium truly links these three games and The Veilguard somehow! I spent the next hour painting over the idol and putting it in a black background, with lyrium and then the golden Dragon Age title text.

For the SFX, I used free youtube libraries sounds & "Darkspawn!" comes from the violent human female voice set (iconic for ""Can I get you a ladder? So you can get off my back!"😂🤭) After editing all that, the animation was finally done!

Here's the final math:

About 15 hours for the sketching/rough/animatic phase, 30h for the lineart, 25h for colours, 10h for backgrounds, 5h for details & 5h for music & SFX, for a total of 90 hours. Aka the same amount of time it took me to finish Baldur's Gate 3 the first time lol

If you have any question regarding the animation or the softwares etc. do not hesitate to ask, I'll do my best to answer!

[asphy7]

Played through the dragon age games with my wife. We just have the inquisition dlc to go.

But I wanted to pay tribute to all the time spent with her, watching her excitement and frustration by drawing our player characters in portraits with their love interests.

I had to play with their designs first and yay, she liked them!

[it-holic]

for me and my friend @hadron1007

for my friend @schwarznummer1

for my friend @mallethammer

Sooooo the commissions are now open: https://ko-fi.com/theahyde/commissions

[attractthecrows]

im more coherent now.

1. Warden Commander Amell interrupting a squad of mind controlled wardens attempting a political coup at the behest of an ancient tevinter darkspawn, and subsequently being marked by the ancient elvhen magic orb said darkspawn was trying to use, is like, an extremely typical kind of thing to happen to the Warden

2. (jigsaw voice) Hello Solas. In front of you is a high-ranking Grey Warden mage personally responsible for killing one of the Old Gods. Your challenge is to keep yyour goddamn mouth shut about it. [immediate failure]

3. Varric: why does this person look so familiar to me... Amell: you can call me Commander Amell- Varric: OF COURSE YOU ARE!!

4. (jigsaw voice) Hello Amell. I hope you missed the archdemon dreams because they are back for Hearing Your Enemies' Whispers In Your Head At All Times TWO!!!! (This Time It's Worse)

5. at least SOME of the memories Amell got from the elvhen soul trapped in the lifestone in the Brecilian Forest MUST be at least tangentially relevant to like at least 8 different locations in inquisition. or a face. or a name. SOMETHING

6. "Will you be our Inquisitor?" "WHAT??! You- wh- I already have a job!! THREE jobs!! STOP GIVING ME JOBS!!!" [5 seconds later] "Give me the damn sword. I dont trust any of you to run this place right"

7. (jigsaw voice) Hello Cullen. Welcome To Hell

found mold in my ;bathroom yesterday but more importsntly i spent Quite a Lot of Time thinking about how tired and pissed off Warden Commander Amell would be if they got dragged via ANOTHER explosion to the forefront of ANOTHER fucked up confrontation with ANOTHER fucked up ancient darkspawn

[rosella-writes]

Hap fri ro!!!! I'm here to hurt you with some Amell/Morrigan, "i know i can’t protect you from everything, but i wish you’d let me protect you from the things i can control." (preferably said by morrigan???? maybe???) (from the yearning prompt list)

>:D why thank you. For you (and @dadrunkwriting) some Inquisitor Amell shenanigans at the Well of Sorrows, feat. canon dialogue from the @daitranscripts project. 💚

Pairing: Amell x Morrigan Rating: G Words: 1170

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“I did not expect the Well to feel so… hungry.”

Eilonwy Amell dragged her worried gaze away from Morrigan, towards the water that lay still as a mirror in the tiled pool before them. With a soft inhalation and a relaxation of the barriers that remained around her magic, kept taut like a sucked-in belly, she reached her awareness towards the Well. 

The Well reached back. It probed, much like a spirit of Curiosity… or Envy. 

“Seems like that should be a concern, love.”

Morrigan scoffed, but when she glanced back towards the Warden-turned-Inquisitor, the corner of her dark mouth was twisted into a knowing smirk. “Knowledge begets a hunger for more.”

Eilonwy’s heart thumped in her throat — to swallow it down seemed as futile as an attempt to swallow a fluttering bird whole. 

“I am willing to pay the price the Well demands,” Morrigan continued, her voice stilted away from that of a lover and towards that of an advisor once again. Eilonwy was reminded of those days in the hot Fereldan sun with a much younger Witch of the Wilds, one who impatiently taught her how to take shape after shape. “I am also the best suited to use its knowledge in your service.”

Solas’s snort behind Eilonwy was like an agitated druffalo’s. “Or, more likely, to your own ends.”

Morrigan lashed out. “What would you know of my ‘ends,’ elf?”

Birds chirped. The sun beat down. Solas gestured and bubbled over with rage. “You are a glutton drooling at the sight of a feast! You cannot be trusted.”

Morrigan turned away, the gentle arc of her neck twisting like a swan’s as she placed her attention wholly upon Eilonwy again. “Of those present, I alone have the training to make use of this. Let me drink, Inquisitor.”

Her love’s pleading smile was not enough to soften the arrogance and dismissal in Morrigan’s words. Eilonwy gazed into the witch’s golden eyes and remembered how they pleaded a decade ago for her to steal knowledge for her — this time at the price of her mother’s life. She remembered how those eyes had morphed into the eyes of a raven as the witch changed shape and flew away, not to teach but to impress. She remembered how the witch had disappeared after the battle with the archdemon, only to chase mysteries through eluvians — all when Eilonwy had so desperately needed her.

“You alone?” Eilonwy’s voice rasped with pained incredulity. “You’re not the only mage here. I drank from the well in the temple we found in the Brecilian Forest. I too can take the shape of beasts. I carry mysteries taught by demons and spirits alike. I carry the Power of Blood from the Taint itself.”

She drew nearer to Morrigan, nearly enough to kiss her. Their armour rasped where they touched, hip to hip. As if by habit, Morrigan reached up to push a sweaty strand of Eilonwy’s straw-blonde hair behind her ear, and that pained and enraged Eilonwy all the more.

“I hear the Calling,” she whispered, “and not the false one Corypheus planted within the Wardens to drive them mad with fear. You already took a great power into yourself to help me defeat the archdemon. Why should I let you take such a risk yet again?”

Morrigan inhaled sharply through her nose. “I have studied the oldest lore. I have delved into mysteries of which you could only dream! Can you honestly tell me there is anyone better suited?”

“The mysteries I stole for you?” Eilonwy hissed. “Don’t forget, you could not face your mother alone. You sent me in your stead.”

The pain in Morrigan’s eyes was hard to detect, hidden as it was behind the anger that came so naturally to the woman Eilonwy loved. “You lead the Inquisition. This is not a risk you can take. I have the best chance of making use of the Well… for everyone. Let me drink.”

And when Eilonwy hesitated, taking a moment to rake her gaze over Morrigan’s face and memorise every mark, the witch’s steeled expression broke. 

“I know I cannot protect you from everything,” Morrigan whispered, her voice a shell of its usual tone, “but I wish you would let me protect you from the things I can control.”

Eilonwy’s control snapped. She grasped Morrigan’s arms and nearly shook her, nearly shouted in her face — the bird in her throat choked the scream back down. “You’re not concerned about the price? ‘Bound forever to the will of Mythal’? I fought to keep you free!”

Morrigan’s wry smile struck more rage into Eilonwy’s heart. “Bound to the will of a dead god?” she scoffed. “It seems an empty warning. Perhaps a compulsion yet remains. Who can say otherwise? I do not fear it, even so.”

As the two fought, the voices of the Well had grown. Eilonwy could no longer ignore the push and pull of the will that lay within the water — it rivalled even the Calling’s song in her skull. She dropped her hands from Morrigan’s arms and gestured towards the Well. “Looking at it, listening to it… that’s not just knowledge from the ancient elven priests. It’s their will.

Morrigan was silent for a beat, then spat, “Are you certain?”

“That’s what Abelas was telling us. The collective will of the priests puts anyone who drinks under a compulsion, a geas. Can’t you feel it?”

The witch paused, her eyes flicking back and forth between the Well and Eilonwy’s outstretched hand. “That… would match the legends, but it does not tell us what the geas entails. I would still use the Well, but you are right. We must be cautious.”

With that admission, Eilonwy’s heart slowed. The beating wings of the bird stilled. She reached for the woman she loved and laid her hands on her cheeks — Morrigan allowed her to pull her close, until they rested forehead to forehead. 

“My love,” Eilonwy whispered in the space between their mouths. “If anyone is to use the Well, it will be me. I cannot let you willingly entrap yourself, not when I worked so hard to free you.”

She could hear Morrigan’s teeth grind together. She braced herself for the vitriol Morrigan so often spewed instead of admitting sadness or fear. “So you will take what little knowledge you can understand, and let the rest go to waste?”

“And who’s to say it will go to waste?”

Morrigan’s eyes flicked up to meet Eilonwy’s. The anger in them slowly faded away.

“Perhaps,” she finally said, her body wilting into Eilonwy’s outstretched hands, “it is better this way.”

When Eilonwy drew Morrigan into a kiss, she could practically taste the regret on the witch’s lips — regret, sadness, fear, and the one salty tear of a scared woman who was once a scared girl. She kissed the taste deeper into her love’s mouth, then pulled away.

“Do as you will with the Well of Sorrows, my love,” Morrigan breathed against Eilonwy’s lips. “But be careful.”

[hexxalite-hecate]

a compendium of  s o m e o n e  looking super cute

Amaranthe Amell, Warden Commander, Arlessa of Amaranthine, Chancellor of the Ferelden crown, maybe-long-lost-crush-of-a-certain-templar, accidental Inquisitor

[courier-roku]

Drawing the whole squad for the au

[tsarinn]

the new veilguard teasers have me so excited and naturally that made me go back to my previous dragon age characters

wanted to draw them as they appear in prologues of their games vs what i imagine they look like at the time of da:v prologue