#answered // * fen dwxller .

[fen-dwxller]

“i don’t know what the future holds, all i know is that i hope you’re in it.”

@nevragod

tension held in the air as he stared down the coast's waters, the salty sea breeze a whistle in his ears-- yet, the only thing in his mind was an echo of the other's words.

all i know is that i hope you're in it.

was it unrealistic, NAIVE of them to assume that they would survive the rest of thedas ? the city of chains had taken its time collapsing from within ; the mage rebellion was unavoidable, and the fact that they had both survived was certainly luck. there was no way it wasn't ...

" it would not be wise of us to stay in kirkwall. " given his TALENTS , anyone could accuse him being what he wasn't: a mage.

he took a deep breath, keeping his back turned from the other. this was far from what he wanted-- but it was FOOLISH of them to believe that their time in kirkwall would last forever.

" ...nor would it be for me to continue traveling by your side when i could do more good elsewhere. "

facing her once more, he took a step forward before gently taking her cheek in his hand. " i would not count this as a permanent goodbye, " he says quietly, voice strained and LONGING . " so long as you promise me we will meet again. "

[dryadalismagicae]

@fen-dwxller || LIKED for a STARTER

It's strange - for the first time since he had awoken in the dank confines of the crypt beneath the surface of the Emerald graves did he feel tired. Eyes were closed, person aching and feeling strained but naught he did could ease it aside; could it be eased? Would he be left with it forever-? Questions he couldn't answer; just like how he was walking again some few centuries about his death- -

He's quiet where he sits, the honeyed tone of his eyes fixated upon the horizon where he watched the birds cross the skies ahead; to see a sunrise... he thought he had seen his last so long ago and thus an appreciation settled within the confines of his chest.

Briefly does his gaze avert to the campfire to his side, peripheral vision taking note of a swift and dark figure moving through the thick of the brush. Brows furrowed, shoulders rolled and with an extended arm did he reach for the longsword that had always been aside him. To be attacked so spontaneously would be unexpected - and he was uncertain what injury would do to him - but it never hurt to be ready.

"You may as well show yourself-" He calls, drawing himself to stand; the richness of his gaze fixating on the distance in the hopes of tracking whatever he had seen before - but it had been so swift he was uncertain if he would see it again. That is, if it wasn't an animal.

[fen-dwxller]

“ hey, look at me. look at me. it’s not real. “

comforting lover after a nightmare // no longer accepting ! @kremisius

he remembers the pain. he remembers the BURN of his skin -- yet it was not like a normal fire, but rather a LIQUID FLAME that set into his skin and slowly oozed into his body.

being confined in a copper-like coffin only added to the feeling of SUFFOCATION . he let out a scream, yet no sound escaped from his lips ... only the feeling of HEAT rising out from his chest, out into his throat ...

he BURNED ...

his eyes shot open, mouth beginning to gulp down as much air as he could. he swore he could still feel the brutal burn within him, bouncing against the walls of his heart, his stomach, his chest ...

it took him a moment to realize he was not there. not in the copper coffin, not being shocked alive ...

and it took him longer to realize that krem was there, watching it all.

❝ i... how did you ... ? ❞ fenris began to stutter as the bright, blue hue that the tent had begun to reflect began to dull with every deep breath the elf took.

[fen-dwxller]

[Ask My Muse]

Does Fenris have any knowledge or opinion of Grey Wardens? If so, what are they? Does Tevinter have its own Command of Grey Wardens the same way other nations and regions do?

send me questions you have about my character! // @daughterofhighever-blog

( warning, long post )

i think fenris has a very surface level understanding of the grey wardens. he knows they exist to fend off the blight, have certain oaths like templars do, but other than that, i don't think he has too much of an opinion of them.

from what i understand, the first grey wardens originated in tevinter to fight off the first blight, but whether or not they still exist within the imperium is completely up for debate (and will most likely be explored in da:d) i'm certain that there are books that exist in the imperium which talk about how the grey wardens began since it is a big part of their history

but since fenris doesn't read, i don't think he really understands anything more than grey wardens being necessary to stop a blight. after all, he was alive during the fifth blight-- undoubtedly he would have heard the stories. i would say that he would even categorize the mages that are grey wardens as something akin to the circle, given his very limited knowledge on grey wardens. he'd be suspicious of them, yes, but once hearing that they're all doomed to die due to the taint in their blood? i think he'd just say that it's for the best, and it's a good thing that they don't overstay their welcome.

put him in da:i, i think he would want the grey wardens to be preserved, but only if they had a leader to help them rebuild (alistair or loghain, since they're heroes of the fifth blight). but of course, this is at the expense of killing hawke. if the inky chooses to save hawke in the fade, then i don't think he trusts the inquisition enough to rebuild the wardens, especially if inky chooses to side with mages. i think he'd vote to exile them in that case.

fenris would be on the same level as bull-- that it wouldn't be smart to get rid of the only people that know how to get rid of the blight, but also i think he'd believe that it's useless to keep them around if they don't have a significant leader to prevent them from being corrupted again

this is all banking on fenris not knowing that grey wardens originated from tevinter. if he did know, he'd want to exile them no questions asked, regardless of who is alive.

tl;dr - no opinion. understands their purpose, but no actual opinion. considers the mages within something akin to the circle. in da:i, he'd want to recruit if hawke is dead. if hawke is alive, he'd choose to exile them. this depends on his prior knowledge of grey wardens.

[fen-dwxller]

do you want me to leave? 🥺

morning after ask meme // accepting !

the elf had sat at the edge of the bed, hands clasped together as he stared at fireplace's orange glow. this... whatever this is... it just hurts.

why does love hurt like no other?

❝ no, ❞ he starts, his markings shining platinum instead of the blue glow during their most intimate moments.

leto ? where did you head off to, leto ? varania, be a dear and call off the game to find your brother ...

❝ i will. ❞

his bottom lip quivered as he spoke. ❝ it was nice. but... for the sake of our sanity, i believe we should not make this a common occurrence. i'm sorry. ❞ if we keep reverting back to how things used to be, it will destroy us both.

he hated having to walk away from her.

[fen-dwxller]

“ this is so embarrassing... “

— from Tavrayn Saren on @luna-mxth !

comforting lover after a nightmare ask meme ! // @luna-mxth (@aetherianxarchive)

fenris never hated night watch. it was peaceful, often silent. in fact, he preferred it; his own dreams were plagued by experiences of the past, beasts of his own. it was as though a demon fed on the fear he had previously held, bringing danarius and his servants back from the dead just to torment him in his dreams. it was never pleasant, and it never got easier.

he often envied the dwarves and their lack of ability to dream, knowing they can lay their heads on their pillows without worrying about what they would meet behind closed eyelids.

that is why fenris only pitied the other, seeing him toss and turn in his slumber. he knew that at any moment, the other would awake, skin slicked in a cold sweat. and when he did wake, he did nothing but give the other a sorrowful look.

❝ i've dealt with night terrors as well, ❞ a little too often. green hues looked over the embers of the fire. ❝ it is not one to be embarrassed of. ❞

[fen-dwxller]

I mean, if you’re going to brood, you might as well reap the benefits.

-- from Sontna on @luna-mxth :>

iron bull starters // accepting ! - @luna-mxth

it was like kirkwall all over again... damn varric. why does everyone think he broods?

❝ i'll say this once, inquisitor. i don't brood. ❞

[fen-dwxller]

“ hey, calm down. calm down. you’re okay. “

comforting a lover after a nightmare ask // accepting !

he's back in seheron-- why is he back in seheron?-- and he's watching danarius smile with open arms. a faint, 'did you miss me, my little wolf?' echos as the other humans gather around him. fog warriors, he remembers.

with a blink and the snap of the mage's fingers, they all fell one by one.

he looks down, and his hands are covered with blood. it's your fault, it's your fault, it's your fault--

he's waking up in a cold sweat with the dwarf gently shaking him awake.

by your hand, by your hand...

eyes widening, his hands react faster than he can process, with his arms pushing forward and throwing the other off of him.

❝ i... ❞ what did i do...? everything i touch, everything crumbles, dissolves to ash... ❝ i'm sorry. you took me by surprise... ❞

[fen-dwxller]

How long have I been asleep?

morning after ask meme // accepting !

❝ good, you made it through the night. now i can tell that qunari to quit his worrying. ❞ the elf sat beside where the other lay, placing a couple poultices -- which were made by that genius healer, by the way -- on the table with fresh bandages and such.

❝ you drifted in and out of consciousness for a week. ❞ without question, he began to undo the other's bandages spanning across the entirety of his torso. ❝ i would not bind for two more, lest you would like a foul odor to emanate from your injuries. ❞

it was a big, ugly gash-- deep enough to scar, long enough to certainly be noticeable. it began at the top of the other's collarbone to the bottom hip on the opposite side.

[fen-dwxller]

Sure, it’s cold, but at least it’s a dry cold.

𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 @giantsreach

❝ don't. your attempts at smalltalk are miserable. ❞ they were on their way to skyhold-- skyhold, of all places-- the second they received word from varric. the icy wind bit at their cheeks. far different from the hot, humid climates he was used to.

❝ we get there, find hawke, then go our separate ways. ❞ after the mage rebellion, any place with mages and templars together made him feel uneasy.

not to mention carver's sorry excuse for conversations.

[fen-dwxller]

Iron Bull Starters -

"Sure, it’s cold, but at least it’s a dry cold."

𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 @daughterofhighever-blog

❝ always the optimist. ❞ he took his hands off of the body, away from the dead elf's neck. ❝ this means it's been here for at least a day. ❞

❝ but you're right. it's better that it's a dry cold. ❞ out of all that fenris had experienced, fondling a decomposing body was not part of that bucket list.

this was their lead. they were supposed to meet her here to point the way. but now she's dead. what do they do now? where do they even go from here?

❝ kaffas... ❞

[fen-dwxller]

"Good! I like that energy! Stoke those fires, big guy!" from eritvita! 👋👋

𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 @eritvita

a bead of sweat trailed down his temple to the side of his cheek. his marks burned under his skin, a pulsating blue with each racing heartbeat. he glared at the other over his shoulder.

" take a good look, mage. it's no good to taunt a warrior in the midst of training. "

with a breath, he took a step back as the dummy's head rolled at his feet.