#Ronan Cousland

[magneticmage]

I was tagged by @drakonovisny to use this lovely picrew! I made some of my DA characters.

~Silverite Ashes Worldstate~

Top row=Warden-Commander Neria Surana (left), Champion Sophia Hawke (right)

Bottom row=Marquess Genevieve de Serault (left), Inquisitor Evune Lavellan (right)

~Darkness Descends Worldstate~

Top row=Prince-Consort Ronan Cousland (left), Viscount Lennox "Knox" Hawke (right)

Bottom row=Marquis Henry de Serault (left), Inquisitor Valerie "Val" Trevelyan (right)

@draxen1123 thanks for the help with the colors!

Tagging @awellboiledicicle, @mikkeneko , @lavendercoldbrew, @violetblushmoth , and anyone else if you guys want to!

[sclappin]

A zine I'm contributing to has me thinking a lot about the Couslands, so I've been drawing Fergus and Oriana a bunch just to really get the feel for what they look like to me, because their in-game models look so much like multiple other NPCs.

[stuffeddrawer]

I Didn't Ask For This

Rating: Mature TW: Character Death, PTSD, Survivor's Guilt, mentions of body horror, hurt no comfort Fandom: Dragon Age Word Count: 1902

MDNI

⁽ᵖᵒˢᵗ ᵈᶦᵛᶦᵈᵉʳ ⁻ ᵃˢᵐᵒᵈᵉᵘˢ⁻ᵖˢᵈ⁾

This isn’t what I wanted!

Gaius fell to his knees at the sight of his home on fire, knowing everyone inside was dead, his parents included. He could hear his mabari, Ronan, whining and begging for his attention when all Gaius could do was stare hopelessly at his burning home. It was like he could feel the heat of the flames from even here, burning deep down into the depths of his chest, licking at his lungs and curling up and twisting in his veins until all he could see was fire. He didn’t even realise he’d been crying until Ronan licked at his face to grab his attention.

“It’ll take us two weeks… to…” Duncan’s words trailed off when he heard a lack of following footsteps. He turned to see the youngest Cousland on his knees, slack-jawed at the sight of his home on fire. Duncan’s heart ached at the sight – it wasn’t an every day occurrence that one’s home was ripped out from under their feet and their life turned upside down. In a way, Duncan could relate, but he had Genevieve to thank for that. It was just a shame that he couldn’t use her words of wisdom for Gaius now.

Gaius continued to stare blankly at his home, tears still falling down his face like waterfalls and unable to move. Ronan whined next to him, trying to get him to move, to just snap out of it, if only to survive until Ostagar.

“Your parents wouldn’t want their sacrifice to be in vain, Gaius.” Duncan said, his low voice almost snapping Gaius out of the trance he’d found himself in.

I lost everything. My home, my mom, dad. I lost my oldest friend. I should have fought harder, should have stayed behind with Gilmore. I should have-

“Gaius, we need to move. Now.” Duncan ordered, tugging Gaius to his feet and urging the man to move. Gaius was barely lucid, but Duncan was able to hear that some of Howe’s soldiers had begun their march along the roads, ensuring no one survived the fire and no one could spin stories.

Gaius knew he wasn’t an easy kid – he knew raising him was difficult. When he was in his later teen years, closer to eighteen, he’d slip out and head to the brothels, masking himself to be someone else for a few hours before heading back home, drunk and smelling of cheap perfume and instantly getting yelled at by his mother for making her worry.

He might have hated living in the castle, but it certainly didn’t mean he wanted it burnt down.

If I had just stopped being such a damn fool…

The first night was the worst.

Duncan was kind enough to set up a fire for them, kept an eye on him, but it took Gaius longer than he liked to fall asleep.

Even after he’d fallen asleep, Gaius could still feel the lick of the flames on his skin, the intense heat of it all, he could still hear the screams and cries of the fallen. He could still taste the ash on his tongue. The sight of his home burning down before his eyes was so vivid that when he’d jumped up to wake himself out of a nightmare, he couldn’t tell if he was really awake. He’d woken himself up, staring at the fire and felt a fresh wave of hurt and grief wash over him.

The loss he’d gone through was still so new, and it didn’t surprise Duncan in the slightest that this young man was struggling. He just wished he knew what to say.

Gaius forced himself to keep his sobs as quiet as he could, though his shoulders shook with each heavy breath he took.

The remainder of the journey to Ostagar was painfully quiet. Gaius barely spoke beyond simple responses. He found himself flinching whenever Duncan lit a torch and he hated himself for it. He needed to steel himself, he couldn’t fall any deeper into this pit he’d dug himself. Gaius still blamed himself; he knew he should have fought harder, should have taken the fight directly to Howe for his betrayal.

“I should have stayed behind.” Gaius finally spoke, one final sleep away from Ostagar. It had gotten colder, and Gaius clutched his heavy fur cloak to him tightly. He refused to get anywhere near the fire Duncan had built, and he could swear he still felt the heat of it on his skin.

“You would have died alongside your parents.” Duncan calmly explained, tending to the fire. He poked and prodded at a few logs, ensuring he got the most of the heat. “You’re shivering.”

“I could have made a difference. I could have saved them. I could have—”

“Gaius, you would have been stuck in the same room as your father and your mother. No one else would be able to tell Fergus what had happened if you had died.” Duncan continued, his voice a bit sharper. He could see the spiral Gaius landed himself into, and he visibly saw the change he’d gone through. When Duncan first arrived at Castle Cousland, he’d seen Gaius as someone carefree and charismatic and charming. Now, that same man was a recluse, refusing to talk, refusing to join in on conversation. It was concerning, even for Duncan.

“Your parents begged for you to survive, to stake your claim and make something with your life.” He continued, staring right at the rogue over the flames in front of him. “It is your duty to follow through with it, to ensure their stories aren’t forgotten and that you live.”

Gaius was silent, looking away almost in shame before anguish took over his sharp features again. Duncan ignored the gentle quiver to Gaius’ lip, allowing him a moment of silence. He was about to speak up before Gaius spoke before he did.

“I don’t know how.”

“You’ll figure it out. After the stories I heard from the servants at the castle, you were quite the cunning man, sneaking out past the guards late into the night. Someone as subtle as you, as smart and resourceful as you, will find out how to make it past all this.” Duncan said, looking away and poking at the fire again. “If not for yourself, then at least for Fergus.”

Gaius shut his eyes tight, willing the tears away. He had to stop crying, had to stop wallowing in misery. He had to start moving again, before it swallowed him whole.

Ostagar was an odd sight – it looked abandoned from Gaius’ view and Duncan’s information on how there were few Grey Wardens made him understand why it looked so deserted.

He didn’t bother to pay attention to the man in shining gold armour, clocking in long after the meeting that he’d basically ignored the king in favour of becoming more lost within the deep spiraling of his mind, the afternoon sun hitting the breastplate in a way that nearly blinded everyone. Gaius barely held back the flinch as that feeling washed over him again, something he knew he had to work on. He felt disgusted, repulsed even by his own skin, like even if he’d clawed and ripped the flesh from his body, he’d still feel that fire licking in his veins, sobbing for people who were ash.

As time went on, Gaius would grin and bear the cold if it meant he didn’t have to go anywhere near fire. He grew more and more resentful of even living, angry and wondering why he was the Maker’s punching bag.

He remembered what Mallol told him, that everything happened according to the Maker’s will, but Gaius’ resentment only grew. He fought like he didn’t have a care in the world, throwing himself into fights that damn near killed him. Ostagar nearly killed him and he was angry that it didn’t.

For weeks after the battle of Ostagar, Gaius was slowly recovering, though he was still refusing to go near the fire. Even from his spot, he could still smell… whatever it was that Alistair had thrown into the pot.

Must have used lamb – Ronan loves lamb.

He peered over his shoulder, looking at the small group of people he’d met. He couldn’t quite tell what Morrigan was doing, but he could feel her gaze on his back, though it wasn’t hostile. Alistair seemed to be fighting a losing battle with keeping his bowl to himself, Ronan pawing at the man’s arms every other minute and whining as if he was starved. Poor beast. He didn’t quite notice what the others were doing, his gaze slowly moving back towards the fire in the middle of camp.

He could still feel the heat, could still taste the ash on his tongue, the debris coating his throat, could still fell that overwhelming guilt at being the only one who survived. He couldn’t find his brother at Ostagar and was forced to accept that perhaps Fergus had died. He didn’t want to believe he was the only one left, didn’t want to feel so fucking alone.

“Gaius.” He could hear a voice shouting for him – Alistair? “Gaius! Come join us, you look freezing over there.”

Gaius stood, but he slowly and almost haltingly made his way towards the fire, like it would jump out at him and swallow him whole. He ignored the panic as he got closer, hiding how his hands began to fidget, fingers picking at the seams of his gloves and threatening to ruin them.

Unfortunately, Alistair noticed, his brows furrowing in confusion, watching Gaius closely as he sat next to the blond. “What’s wrong? You look tense, and you’re…” His amber gaze darted between Gaius and the fire. “Glaring at the fire as if… it…”

“Fire took my family.” Gaius’ answer was curt and quick, and he missed how Alistair’s face shuttered, brows raising and a sad look plastered on his face. “Well, Arl Howe took my family, but… The fire made it so I can’t even give them a proper burial. I can’t even go back; Howe might actually finish the job and make sure I’m dead.”

“And they couldn’t find your brother.” Alistair sighed, the pieces falling into place for him. “No wonder you seemed distracted when we were in the Korcari Wilds.”

Gaius hummed, answering without really saying anything for a long moment. “I never asked for this… Sure no one here has, but even though I ran off often, whoring myself and drinking until I was blacked out and hauled back to the castle by guards who couldn’t look me in the eye, it didn’t…” Gaius’ voice cracked, more tears threatening to spill the longer he stared into the flames.

He could have sworn it licked at him again, could have sworn they were under his nails, in his veins, poking and prodding its way free until all that remained of Gaius was ash and armour. He felt so hot, yet at the same time, so completely and irrevocably numb. He wanted to scream and shout and cry how it wasn’t fair that he got to live when the others died.

“I should have died with them – if I had just snuck away when Duncan’s back was turned and tried to fight back, tried to make a final stand… I should have fought back against Howe; I never asked for this.”

[wyvernscales]

Woe, full names be upon ye

Mi'var "Brielle" Atheraniel Mahariel of Clan Lavellan Cian Ronan Hawke Feja Anika Aestyth Valda Angyalka Aeducan Eth'las "Elias" Atheranion Mahariel of Clan Sabrae Talani Brosca Elara Assanniel Sabrae of Clan Lavellan Ghilana Elariel Sabrae of Clan Lavellan

Lucia Mairyn Evandra Cousland Marguerites "Rita" Hèloïse Caron Adelaide Elspeth Hawke Hissera "Tessa" Adaar Adralla "Aria" Anne Trevelyan Marzia Mercar

Alaric Theodemir Amell Syl'vhenan Andras Kirta Deka Kader Nikolas Kay Hawke-Amell Rihannon "Rynn" Shea Cadash Lorelei Surana

[mrqu3nt1n]

I can and will ramble about Ronan Cousland all day every day I love him with my entire heart

[lgvalenzuela]

This made me realize how many goddam elven ocs I have so...thank you???

Rune Surana

Ciara Tabris

Aeryn (and Aeryn when she gets adopted by clan Lavellan)

And Ithiren Lavellan

And THEN there's the kids

Lyra (Wolfgang Caron/Velanna)

Finn Cousland (Ronan Cousland/Ciara Tabris)

Saoris Tabris (Ciara Tabris/Zevran Arainai)

Emilia Fiona Victoria Theirin (Rune Surana/Alistair Theirin)

And Kaira Pavus (Dorian Pavus/Vaelaan Adaar)

Thedas Elf Maker

Create an elf from the world of Thedas using this image maker!

I'm still willing to add features like more hairstyles and outfits per suggestion, but for now I'm considering this complete enough to release! I hope you have fun with it. 😊

[red-wardens]

Grey Warden Squad

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Super blessed to have been able to have commissioned the talented @gncrezan to draw my squad of Grey Wardens from my Multi-Warden AU. They’ve been portrayed so so perfectly! <3 

Back Row, Left to Right: Kyung-Jae ‘Kieran’ Tabris, Isseya Mahariel, Cassian Cousland, Blue Surana, Alyss Amell

Front Row, Left to Right: Nora Brosca, Ronan Aeducan

[nightinggaleofthewilds]

The last three generations of Cousland ladies.<3

Dollmaker I made this with:

http://www.azaleasdolls.com/dressupgames/viking-woman.php

[chaotic-good-hawke]

Tagged by @veridium-bye to use this picrew for my OCs. Thank you! 

In order, from left to right, top to bottom: Catheryne Cousland, Ciembe Mahariel, Cathal Tabris, Damita Surana, Kitty Hawke, Astrid Cadash, Hela Lavellan, Fenrir Lavellan, Sekmet Adaar, and Ronan Trevelyan! 

This is a very interesting modern/human AU for them! It was the most fun to try and capture Sekmet Adaar using this! 

I will tag: @bluekaddis, @dickeybbqpit, @a-roaming-halla, @caffeinated-mabari, @pegaeae, @musically-magic, @ocean-in-my-rebel-soul, @scienceofficerburnham, and whoever else would like to, no pressure! 

[nightinggaleofthewilds]

Ronan would have one of those victorian mourning necklaces that have a lock of. hair from both of her deceased children

Does your OC keep a lock of someone’s hair? Does anyone keep a lock of your OC’s hair? If yes to either, why?

[goldencadash]

Tell me about your OC and I'll say if mine would be their friend.

[whoisnotmyname]

idk if i’ve shared this all ready but here’s an ongoing list of my wardens (micha is 6′6″ don’t think about the scaling too hard pls just know they are Bigg) There’s more to be added lmao

L2R--> Micha Cousland, Idira Surana, Idroia Tabris, Idrelle Mahariel (triplets!), Felren Surana, Amahar and Velluin Tabris (twins!), Ronan Amell

[thebloodychampion]

MUSES

DRAGON AGE

Canon

Elgar’nan - Bartek Borowiec Sethius Amladaris (Corypheus) - Robert Carlyle Malcolm Hawke - Oded Fehr Jerker (Hakkon Wintersbreath) - Michael Fassbender Kieran - Bob Morley Fergus Cousland - Liam Garrigan

OCs

Hawkes:

Archer Hawke - Katie McGrath Cyrion Hawke - Jason Momoa Dreag Hawke - Tom Riley

Wardens:

Than Mahariel - James McAvoy Lia Tabris - Katherine McNamara Tomey Surana - Isabel Lucas Solona Amell - Jessica De Gouw Armadiel Mahariel - Luke Pasqualino

Inquisitors:

Elgan Lavellan - Eleanor Tomlinson Diran Lavellan - Nicole Beharie Talar Adaar - Howard Charles

Others:

Hjarrandr O Bearhold - Timothy Onmundson Lucius Veridio - Tom Ellis Etienne De Lechanger - Aidan Gillen Nicolas Belmond - Pedro Pascal Lyon Amell - Michel Huisman Jarida Adaar - Gugu Mbatha Raw Eric Vanhallen - Henry Cavill Ishal Cyprias - Sam Claflin Lorenzo Calcagnini - Ken Watanabe

MASS EFFECT

Canon

Irius Sparatus (Councilor Sparatus) - Jeffrey Dean Morgan Lorik Qui’in - David Guintoli SAM - Will Tudor Urdnot Wreav - Joe Manganiello Macen Barro - Richard Armitage Adrien Victus - Hugh Jackman Steven Hackett - Donald Sutherland Septimus Oraka - Chiwetel Eijofor

OCs

Shepards:

Oswin Shepard - Chyler Leigh Noah Shepard - Karl Urban

Pathfinders:

Andrew Ryder - Dominic Sherwood

Others:

Karnesh - Hugh Laurie Clavius Tarxis - Benedict Cumerbatch Renius Sparatus - Oscar Isaac Torana Sparatus - Aja Naomi King Jurdon Madadh - Travis Fimmel Ganar Drealav - Ian McShane Raik Cagar - Lupita Nyong’o Haral Nyras - Andrew Lincoln Shaela’Riel Vas Tonbay - Ksenia Solo ‘Maron Hinom - Iwan Rheon Marius Nyras - J.R. Bourne Tayus Draxas - Jude Law Tachyus Nyras - Torrance Coombs Yandra Nyras -Alexandra Daddario Yaora V’Loar - Astrid Berges Frisbey Quentius Zuris - Hugh Dancy Ahnas Afaa Kjama - David Castaneda Sidoria Arterius - Saoirse Ronan

HARRY POTTER

Canon

Fenrir Greyback - Tom Hardy

OCs

Others:

Danny Fernandez - Keanu Reeves Belle Instance - Famke Janssen Pamina Siemens - Kaya Scodelario Sharleen Siemens - Olivia Wilde Amelia Fernandez - Jennifer Connelly Eleasar Cohen - William Fichtner Ben Chaplin - Dylan O’Brien Connor Montgomery - Julian McMahon Vortula Portocalos - Eva Green Carlisle Eastwood - Aaron Taylor Johnson Leslie Woodstock - Vanessa Hudgens Lewis Watson - Martin Freeman Deidre Mikealson - Lucy Griffiths Daniel Speedman - Daniel Craig Richard Holmes - Robert Downey Jr.

OTHER FANDOMS

The Witcher

Canon:

Iorveth - Bryan Dechart

The Elder Scrolls V - Skyrim

OCs

Dragonborns:

Carolus - Tobey Stephens

Others:

Yarntar Loreian - Lee Pace

FANDOMLESS OCs

Moony - Erza Scarlet, Yuna of the Dawn Dylan - Shizuo Heiwajima Carnun Pladurs (no bio but is coming along with Moony) - Mikoto Suoh

[mrqu3nt1n]

Ronan Cousland

Warden Commander of Ferelden

"This is the path I've chosen. I am a Cousland after all and we do what must be done. ."

Summary:

Youngest child of Teryn Bryce Cousland and Eleanor Cousland. Ronan is one of the few remaining after a treacherous attack that happened on Castle Cousland in Highever, Ferelden orchestrated by Arl Rendon Howe, a man who was once their friend.

Main Information:

Full name: Ronan Cousland

Titles: Warden Commander of Ferelden, the Hero of Ferelden, Champion of Redcliffe, Ser/Lord Cousland, Prince Consort of Ferelden (future)

Nicknames: Ro, Handsome Commander, Sweetheart, My Heart (used by Alistair only)

Birthdate: 9:05 Dragon

Age: 22 (Dragon Age Origins), 30-32 (Dragon Age Inquisition)

Gender: Male (he/him/his)

Sexuality: Gay

Nationality: Fereldan

Languages: English, a little Elven thanks to Zevran

Current Location: Denerim, Ferelden

Occupation: Warden Commander of Ferelden, Prince Consort

Appearance:

Hair colour: Brown

Hair style: Usually slicked back, kept short

Eye colour: Dark blue

Height: 5'8 or 172cm

Weight: 178lbs

Scars: Large one crossing the bridge of his nose, knuckles and chest though the most noticeable is on his face.

Tattoos: Many, he'd got countless. Both of his arms, pieces go onto his chest, has a couple on his legs and back as well.

Clothing Style: Nobility, Warden Commander outfit when going off to battle.

Faceclaim: Tom Hardy

Personality:

First impression: Ronan can be seen as rather cold when first met, he never seems to have his guard down around people unless he knows them but he is incredibly good at taking control of situations, Ronan knows when people are bullshitting him no matter what.

What he is really like: He's a damaged man, he was thrown into a job that he barely even had the skills for after leaving his parents to die after the attack on his home. Ronan in reality struggles a lot but he was lucky enough to have people to support him. Once you get through his defenses he's a gentle and charming man, he only ever truly relaxes when he is with Alistair though.

Positive traits: Charming, head-strong, natural leader, intelligent, strategic, protective, honourable

Negative traits: Blunt, cold, secretive, self-depricating, prone to burn himself out, jealous

Likes: Duelling, riding, swimming, training younger soldiers

Dislikes: The Deep Roads, spiders, getting hurt, rejection

Relationships

Father: Bryce Cousland (deceased)

Mother: Eleanor Cousland (deceased)

Brother: Fergus Cousland

Sister-in-law: Oriana Cousland (deceased)

Nephew: Oren Cousland (deceased)

Lover/Fiancé/Best-friend: King Alistair Theirin

Close friends: Morrigan, Zevran Arainai, Leliana, Wynne, Rex (Mabari)

Friends: Cullen Rutherford, Garrett Hawke, Ambrose Trevelyan, Cassandra Pentaghast, Josephine Montilyet, Teagan Guerrin, Duncan (deceased), Nathaniel Howe (former enemy), Anders

Children: Kieran (son with Morrigan), Alexander Theirin (adopted son with Alistair)

Dragon Age/Roleplay Info:

Class: Warrior

Specialisation: Champion

Abilities: War Cry, Rally, Motivate, Superiority, Warden training.

Shipped with: Alistair Theirin, he can have platonic ships but his endgame is Alistair and it will be forever.

Genres: Romance, angst/comfort, fluff, familial, horror, action-adventure, modern era, medieval era, nsfw (18+), sfw (all)

I will add to this with anymore information I can think of, thank you for reading this :) - Quentin

[red-wardens]

vampire au!

My OC’s: Vampire AU

Alyss Amell is a late 1700′s French vampire, and just, the sweetest little blood sucker; very polite, never kills her victims. Bitten at age 21 by nomad vampire Duncan to save her from dying of consumption. Pining for years over the pretty red-headed priestess with the beautiful voice who she can’t speak to because she’s always in the church at night and Alyss can’t step on hollowed ground. Leliana catches on eventually and is very endeared to the hopeless undead girl. 

Claira Hawke is Alyss’ human cousin visiting from England but ends up staying when Alyss turns. Always frantically trying to convince the town that her “sickly” cousin is very frail and that’s why she can’t leave the house and also she has tons of allergies like garlic and...crosses (”It’s the metal you see, Mayor Meredith, it just makes her skin hive up, you know, allergies.”). A terrible liar but Leliana helps her keep Alyss a secret.

Ronan Aeducan’s family is the head of a powerful modern-day (but a millennia old) coven but he fakes his own death so he doesn’t have to inherit leadership. Ends up opening a vampire-themed bar to go undercover, the goths of the town love it. He also over-pays a mortal bartender, Nora Brosca to keep his secret and be his daytime task-runner (he refuses to turn her into a vampire despite her repeated requests though). Ronan drinks animal blood since he was a vegetarian before he was a vampire and he sees this as the closest vampiric equivalent. 

Kyung-Jae “Kieran” Tabris is in the same timeline as Ronan and new to being a vampire. Got into a bad fight and could not afford medical care (cough cough guess which “first world” country he lives in) but was saved by century-old Blue Surana who had been walking home that night from the research lab she works nightshifts at. Now he’s greatly frustrated because he thinks being a vampire is so cool but none of his human college classmates believe him (”Look how pale and pretty I am now!” [”you were always pale and pretty..”] “Well look how strong I am!” [”idk you spend a lot of time at the gym dude”] “Ugh, come on! I can’t eat garlic!” [”Yeah well you’re also lactose intolerant :/”] Is invited to work at Ronan Aeducan’s vampire bar once Ronan notices that Kieran is, in fact, an actual vampire.

Blue Surana is the unofficial, unintentional coven leader of the small group of vampires that she’s either met (like Ronan Aeducan and centuries old now-phlebotomist Alyss Amell and her now-vampire wife Leliana) or turned (like Isseya Mahariel). Among others in her found-family is human vampire-hunter Cassian Cousland who she has befriended (or rather, saved, because he’d been nearly killed by a hostile vampire named Rendon Howe) whose family has protected humans from vampires for generations. He’s the first ever Cousland to befriend vampires and keep them a secret from humans and other hunters. This arrangement comes with the understanding and agreement that Blue Surana and her coven vow to not kill any human (human Nora Brosca is not thrilled about the lack of murder: “Oh come ON! Where’s the excitement in being friends with the undead if there isn’t even a littttle murder? As a treat?” [”Nora, no.”])

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thank you for the ask!! :) I don’t know a lot about vampire lore but I tried, and this was fun to brainstorm! <3 

Send me an AU and I will give you 5 OC Headcanons

[chaotic-good-hawke]

Voice Claim Meme

Tagged by @gingerbreton, @dickeybbqpit, and kinda by @allisondraste. Thank you, lovelies! This is a long one, I had a lot of thoughts about this. 

THE WARDENS

Nichelle Nichols as Damita Surana 

Soft, unassuming, delicate, precise. Her diction is as crisp as her casting. She rarely uses contractions. Her language can verge on being academic, but kind. She is not one for small talk, but does enjoy deep conversations. She has a ringing laugh, but if you surprise her, she snorts and then subsequently blushes. Confident when talking about something she has read about, but awkward when she tries to lie. Her anger is flushed cheeks, tears held back, and muttered words under her breath, too low to hear. Her singing voice is a clear, sweet alto. 

Anne Hathaway as Ciembe Mahariel

Sarcastic, flirtatious, direct, and at times, brash. She speaks with a laugh hanging on the edge of her voice, a shield against the world. Her language is taunting, needling, piercing, yet charming, she voices her thoughts. Her laughter, her true laughter is compared to howling, loud and unabashed. Her lies are coated in sweetness and coy glances. Her anger is hot and violent, swears and curses. Her voice is untrained, the thing of campfires and taverns, singing a wild soprano, full of emotion and lilts. 

Rachel Weisz as Catheryne Cousland

Reserved, diplomatic, educated, distant. Her voice rarely gives away anything, trained early to speak with purpose and intent, only being open with those she trusts. Her words are aristocratic, at times flowery, charm an artifice of her upbringing. Her laughter is gentle, soft, and charming. Lies flow as easily as truths, ruthless and flawless, learned from her mother and tempered by the courts. Her wrath is cold, icy resolve clipping her words. Her singing voice is a mezzo, as at home with sea shanties she learned in her youth to the choral pieces of the chantry, articulated and full of vibrato.  

Daniel Dae Kim as Cathal Tabris

Outspoken, biting, sincere, and direct. His tone of voice leaves no question to his opinion, rough and tinged with a dialect reserved for those raised in Alienages. Kindness and respect is shown only to those he finds deserving. His words are common, coarse, peppered with swears and slang. Cautious at unknowns, but when threatened, he snarks, bold and unfettered. His laughter is harsh and open, true laughter showing on his whole body. His anger is quick, boiling, but quiet, preferring action to words. Lies are obvious, bold-faced, taunting you to call him on it. His singing voice is baritone, softer and sweeter than one would think, but only heard by family and friends.  

THE INQUISITORS

Jameela Jamil as Hela Lavellan

Clever and teasing, shameless and flirty. Tells wild tales, riddled with exaggerated language and out right lies. Will talk for ages of nothing of consequence, arguing the merits of teas and wines and cards and horses. Calmer and more purposeful with her loved ones. Assertive and serious when she has to be, she laughs easy, a bold and inviting sound. Her lies are riddled with half-truths, her manners revealing nothing. Her anger is explosive and destructive, cooling quickly at personal offences, but simmering at racism and slights against her people. She sings with a smile, mezzo, true and baudy.

Tom Hiddleston as Fenrir Lavellan

Educated, extroverted, charming, clever. Will argue to argue, to see all sides to an issue or problem. Loves to ramble on for hours about a given subject. Vindictive and wolfish when threatened, ruthless and cold when others he claims are threatened. His anger burns cold and cruel. Soft-spoken, patient, and kind to the young and in need. Lies flow easy, when used as protection, but more often he deflects, twisting the words. Laughs loud and clear, his whole face lighting up with delight. His singing voice is a light tenor, lilting and full.

Krysten Ritter (a la Jessica Jones) as Astrid Cadash

Dusky, blunt, coarse, clipped. Doesn't like to talk a lot, and even then only if it serves her or is with someone she likes. Direct, questioning, and common. Swears often. Her laugh is short, like a bark, rare. Lies are common, told as often as truths. Her rage is equally cold and calculating, jabs and sneers meaning nothing to her. When cornered, she responds with sarcasm and curses. Her voice is a gravely alto, only heard after several drinks.

Marisha Ray as Sekmet Adaar

Upfront, low, precise, friendly. Speaks when there is a reason to, commanding and controlled. Will share stories and experience, will flirt and tease. Unashamed of her feelings or her opinions. Her laugh is remarkably cute, soft and full, rumbling and from her chest. Lies are foreign to her, a half-truth the best she can do. Her anger is a slow thing, building, until she acts. Her singing voice is pitchy and out-of-tune, she will speak a tune more than sing.

Anthony Mackie as Ronan Trevelyan

Cultured, charming, reckless, and sincere. An extrovert, speaks evenly, but often, laughing fully. A Gentleman Cowboy, jovial and polite. Thoughtful in his comments, kindness his first reaction. Flowery and poetic. His lies are stumbled over, stuttered out. His anger tinged with sadness, protective and hurt. His singing is lulling, a deep baritone, charming and sweet.

I will tag: @a-roaming-halla, @veridium-bye, @jawsandbones, @cullenvhenan, @frecklef0x, @bisexualryder, @bitchesofostwick, @iawv, and anyone else who wants to do this! Sorry if you have already done this. And as always, no pressure!