#ch: valo

[niasimide]

V a l o

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[69bitterbeingz]

IF YOU'RE GONNA BE DUMB || CH. 1

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DISCLAIMER: This is a reupload from my prev account! best to follow the fic through ao3 [linked below] to avoid any future issues PAIRINGS - johnny knoxville, bam margera, steve-o, chris pontius, ryan dunn x reader WARNINGS - swearing, drinking, smoking, brief injury mention

ao3 version

“So what are you doing at the moment?”

“What am I doing…” You repeated, twirling your cigarette between your fingers, clicking your tongue. “Things, y’know. Stuff.”

“Stuff?”

You chuckled. "  Yeah, stuff. Guy’s gotta have secrets.”

“Any new music?”

“Well….” You dragged your tongue over your top teeth, then smoked your cig. “…You didn’t hear it from me but we may or may not be working on a new album.”

“Exciting! Fans have been getting pretty restless - after all, it’s been a year since the last album.”

“C’mon, one year really isn’t that long to wait for an album. Want it to be shit?” You took another drag.

“Any details? Release date?”

“Nah, can’t say. Maybe we have some exciting collabs lined up but my lips are sealed.”

“Alright, alright, point taken. Moving on to new appearance, you’ve recently been featured on the new season of MTV's hottest new show—“

You cackled, immediately catching on.

“So what’s the story with you and the ‘Jackass’ daredevils?”

You shook your head, grinning from ear to ear, “Where do I start?”

“How about the beginning?”

⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅

Curtains drawn, lights dead, total darkness in the room; sun tried to bleed through thick fabric, but it was blocked, only able to illuminate the window sill. The room was silent aside from the whir of a desk fan set up on a chair by the double bed, jaggedly inching from side to side, over and over. The floor was littered with clothes, shoes, wires, it goes on. Clearly the inhabitant was a fan of clutter. Everything remained still, until a loud beeping cut through the stagnation. The duvet stirred, and an arm snaked out from under it to clumsily smack the buttons of the wired phone on the bedside table. 

Click

“[Y/n] ? Didn’t think you’d be awake.”

“Then why’d’ya call…?”

“ I was going to leave a message. ”

“Mmm…” The duvet stirred again, a head now peaking out from the nest; your eyes were barely open a crack, even the low light of the room hurt. “...For the record, I wasn’t awake. How’s it going, Valo?”

“ Tired, but exciting all things considered. That’s why I called, actually.”

“Oh yeah…?”

“ Mhm, doing a concert in LA tonight, you should come to the show. Been a while since I’ve seen you. ”

“What’s the venue?”

“ A place called ‘The Wiltern’? Have you heard of it?”

“Yeah yeah, done a few shows there myself. I’m game.”

“ Great! I don’t suppose Mila and Dan want to come…?”

“Nah, rest of the band is out of town.”

“ Ok, I’ll see you tonight then.”

Click

Fuck. You should’ve asked when it was. Reluctantly, you pushed off the duvet and pulled up the swivel chair to your desk, powering on the computer. Not difficult to figure it out. You scratched your arm as you waited for the dial-up to stop screeching, glancing at the time on the toolbar and cringing slightly. 3:49pm'. Eh, at least you’re consistent. Looks like the concert started at 7, so you had time, too. That’s good, the last few times you made last minute plans you had about 20 minutes to prepare, but b y the time 7:30 rolled around, you were as ready as you could be, sleep still dusting the corners of your eyes. You were dressed as you normally would, a little on the goth-y side with tripp pants and all, but that's expected from a metal musician. Tripp pants are the shit , don’t need a handbag when you have like 8 fucking pockets. You made the rounds of the house, making sure everything was locked while you rang for a cab; once you hung up, you noticed the text you’d been sent from Valo.

‘See you soon’

It was kinda a pain in the ass having to go outside, but it would be worth it.

There was already a large crowd forming as you pulled up to the venue, making you instinctively sink down into the car seat. At least the cab driver knew to roll around to the back so you wouldn’t have to deal with the large crowd, or god forbid people recognising you. You slunk out of the car as quick as you could, only needing to show the security guarding the back door your face for them to let you through. Another security guard waiting inside led you to the green room, making small talk since you recognised him from one of the previous shows you did here. 

“Warm up’s on stage right now, you got about half an hour ‘til the band goes on.” He let you know as you arrived, and you just nodded. Granted you're a little late, but you’d make up for lost time at the bar after. Mr security guard swung open the door, and once Valo saw you he got up to greet you.

“[Y/n], so good to see you!” The two of you hugged, ending with a pat on his back.

“Wouldn’t miss it, Ville. Nice to get out the house.” You said hi to the other band members, until you came to somebody you didn’t recognise. Or- well, not consciously at least, as something about him was oddly familiar. He stared back as you raised an eyebrow, shoving your hands in your pockets.

“Heya stranger.”

“Ah, [Y/n]–” Ville took a seat next to the outsider, gesturing to him. “This is Bam, he's with the warm up band.”

“How come you’re not on stage?” You flanked Bam on his other side, and he shook his head.

“It's my brother's band.”

You hummed, scrutinising him. “You sure that’s all you’re known for? Swear I’ve seen you somewhere…”

He smirked, leaning his arms on his thighs. “You ever watch MTV?”

Then it clicked - that’s where you’ve seen him.

“Ohh, you're on that new show where all the idiots hurt themselves, right? I've seen that, pretty decent for torture porn.” You snickered, satisfied you put it together with his help. He made a face, like he wasn’t sure if he should be smug you recognised him or insulted you called him an idiot. 

“Idiot?” He repeated, looking unimpressed; offended it was. You shrugged awkwardly.

“I say as an idiot myself.”

Surprisingly, the two of you continued to talk after that small blunder. It wasn’t long before Ville and his band had to leave, but you were strangely unbothered by carrying on a conversation with a guy you had just met. The warm up band filtered in then left for some pub, empty bottles started to add and add to the coffee table, and soon you were talking like you’d known each other all your lives, braying like donkeys - it's incredible what alcohol can do as a social lubricant. He was a bit of a self absorbed asshole, but hey, who wasn’t? He was fun to talk to and right now that’s all you really cared about. By the time Ville came back, the two of you were very obviously 6 beers deep each. Ville chuckled.

“Good to see the two of you getting along...?”

That was one way of putting it. Bam had his arms tangled around you, drunkenly dragging you into his lap as you cackled and knocked back another beer, ungracefully thrown over his thighs. 

“Where were you hiding this one, huh?” Bam slurred, tightening his hold on your waist for emphasis and making you squeak. The vocalist smiled, waltzing over to the couch and grabbing a beer for himself.

“I didn’t think you were her type.”

“Huh?”

But you cut Bam off with a choked back snort, slinging your arm around his neck to hoist yourself up.

“ Come off it Valo, you don't know shit.” You finished your beer in one last gulp and threw it on the floor, breaking free from Bam to stretch your limbs. “You guys’re done here, yeah? How’s about a pub, eh?”

“Speakin’ my language.” Bam’s grin met his eyes. Ville had a look on his face like this would be a disaster of a night, but lord knew he was all in. 

It seemed Ville’s intuition was correct. The night consisted of crashing into clubs then getting subsequently kicked out, charging through the streets to find the next poor place to take you all in. Maybe it was how obviously trashed you all were or your tendency to get pissy at the bouncers when they gave you an ‘attitude’ - who knows, who cares? You were all too busy painting LA red. The entire time, you were hanging off of Bam’s shoulder like a lovesick teenager, which might have been embarrassing if he wasn't returning that energy, hugging you close to his side like his life depended on it. The debauchery ended outside some seedy metal bar you’d never come back to as the sun peeked over the horizon, more sober and definitely more bloodied than when you started. There was just you and Bam left, sat next to each other sharing your cigarettes. The dry blood on your hands and face contrasted nicely with the all black [torn] clothes. 

“Cab’s comin’.” You said, shutting your flip phone and fiddling with the charms hanging off of it. “You sure you don’t want me to order you one?”

“I know someone lives near here… just crash at their place.”

You nodded, lighting another cigarette and offering him the last from the pack. Bam gladly took it, lighting his end by yours. He kept glancing over at you, eyeliner smudged over his cheekbones blending into the black eye that was starting to form; he seemed like he wanted something.

“Hey.”

You glanced up at him, cigarette hanging from your lips. Bam motioned for your phone, and without question you handed it over.

“Lemme give you my number.”

“Sure.” You shrugged, a slight smile on your lips. “Gotta say, you made this night worth getting out of bed.” That seemed to please his ego, a smug grin on his face as he finished punching in his number.

“Glad to hear that, sweetheart. I had a good time with you.”

“Yea, hopefully it doesn’t end here, y’know?”

He took a drag of his cigarette. “I’m filming here for another couple months before I go back to Philly… come see me on set.”

“Really? They won’t mind some random chick joining in?”

“Fuck them, I want you to come. You’ll make things more fun.”

You scoffed, stamping out your cig and playfully shoving his shoulder. To any bystander, it may have even looked bashful. “Watch it.” But you were smiling playfully. “Alright, text me the office address, or… wherever the fuck you end up. Got nothing better to do right now, so I’ll be there.” You were so occupied by Bam’s wide smile that you didn’t notice the taxi pull up to the two of you until the driver yelled your name. With a sigh, you slapped your hand onto his shoulder in a farewell gesture and rose to your feet, trying to ignore whatever the fuck you had done to your leg. You were too tired to look back as you opened the taxi door.

“I’ll see you round, Margera.”

[im-notbean]

Punz x Male! Soccer player! Reader. Pt 1.5

A drabble inside of my AU of Punzo <Link here if you want context lol>

Punz went Live!: Introducing...with face cam???

Y/N sat in his boyfriends gaming chair he had told him that he cpuld use his computer any time Y/N wanted and yes, he were using that to his advantage. Y/N waited about two minutes before testing the mic out.

"Hello..? I don't know hoe to work this thing so...uh is the mic working chaters?"

Orange_: its working

i-heart-mum: ayee punzo...that aint fucking punz-

Fossabot: im_notbean subscribed with a teir 1! Their on a 18 month streak!

gayfrogo: WHERE IS PUNZO-

"In case your wondering, no I'm not Luke. But I do know how to work his setup, which is his fault for teaching me how to use."

bee.boied: damn-

Fossabot: Orange_ subscribed with Twitch Prime! Their on a 5 month streak!

"Damn indeed but eh, his problem now. I do know I ain't messing with his valo and stuff, I swear he loves that shit more than me-" "Y/N." "Fuck-" "Seriously?! I know I told you that you could use my computer anytime you wanted but why the hell would you go live?!!." "Because why the fuck not? Plus you taught me how to use this shit." "Your lucky I love you." "That's gay." "Bitch."

im_notbean: we gonna ignore that orrrr....

Orange_: @ im_notbean we are

im_notbean: =|

"What? Your the one who's a bitch here." "How am I a bitch?" "Your acting like one Luke." "Aye." "Whatever." "Don't whatever me mister."

anons.379: anyone else enjoying the banter

i-love-karens: *Deleted Message*

Fossabot: @ i-love-karens please be nice in chat! Warning

itunes-slaphard: punzo and guest banter>>>>

"I will turn on the cam." "What would that do anyway?" "They get to see your neck?" "...Fuck you." "Already did." "That's gay." "I am though. So are you!?" "I'm bi. Their is a clear difference." "Bitch your still partly gay." "Shut up." "Also throw a fucking shirt on" "Oh piss off."

Orange_: anyone gonna clip this???

im_notbean: way ahead of you orange

Orange_: YIPPEE

Y/N looked at Luke who had thrown himself into the bed behind him and rolled the chair bsck towards him. He poked his cheek before he spun around and pulled the chair back to the desk before pressing the button to turn on the camera. Y/N blinked to adjust the brighness of the screen, he looked at chat reel quick and smiled as compliments flooded throughout the computer. He had challenged chat to see if they could guess who he was or what sport he played.

"Thank you Cristi for the 5 gifted and no, I don't play American Football...Baseball, no I used to play that." "Why can't I say anything thoughhhh." "Because you'll give away the answer :(" "Fine." "Thanl you Aprilz for the teir one...I don't play lacrosse either. Do you guys want a hint?"

im_notbean: PLEASEEEE

Orange: were beging here :((((

i-love-karens: 😭😭😭

Y/N laughed before giving a hint. "11 players and the feild is just a bit wider than an American football feild. I gave y'all some obvious ones here."

im_notbean: Soccer??

Orange_: soccer. were so dumb-

bee.boi: i feel stupid-

anons.379: bro...

"Luke is your chat saying their dumb normal-" "Sometimes but yeah, wait let me see."

Punz pulled himself from the bed and walked over to the chair and looked at chat, Punz snickered before looking bsck at his boyfriend and smiling. Y/N booped his nose, Punz looked at you confusion as he giggled. He booped his nose again.

"Boop!" "What are you doing??" "I'm booping you" "Huh..?" "You don't know what booping is?" "No, but the face when you do boop me is cute." "E-eh...that's kinda gay." "Uh- Bitch." "Whore." "Slut." "Fucktoy." "I am not a fucktoy." "You were last night." "I-Uh- Your gonna get me band on Twitch-" "Suffer." "Shut up." "Make me."

i-lovekat: wtf did i just join-

im_notbean: half of us dont even know either-

i-lovekat: fair

"Woah Y/N that's a little gay." "Motherfucker I am gay...for you ♡" "Uh- UMM...CHAT DON'T CLIP THAT." "Chat don't listen to him. Clip it." "Nooooooooo" "Ba-Luke...If you don't want them to it's fine by me, I'm just teasing." "Hmph." "Great...Chat this is your fucking fault."

Orange_: OI WHAT DID WE DO >:[

im_notbean: YEAH >:/

"You cliped that and now I'm getting the silent treatment! That sucks for me and you guys." "You can make it up to me." "I can! How!!" "Kiss me." "...What." "You heard me. Kiss-"

Y/N pulled Punz down and kissed his cheek. You could see Y/N say something but the mic didn't pick it up. All chat knew was that these two idols and idiots were in love.

Sorry this is so short :(

But I wanted to get something out because I got grounded lmao so yeah-

[zheniakirsikkalove]

NEWS! VV / NEON NOIR TOUR 2023

(Ville Valo - Heartagram)

Tickets

VV ANNOUNCES EUROPEAN AND US HEADLINE TOUR FOR 2023 General sale: April 11, 2022 (Europe) 10:00AM CET / April 15, 2022 (US) 10:00AM local time

JAN 13, 2023 Tavastia, Helsinki (FI)

FEB 14, 2023 Proxima, Warsaw (PL)

FEB 15, 2023 Kwadrat, Krakow (PL)

FEB 16, 2023 Lucerna Music Bar, Prague (CZ)

FEB 17, 2023 Huxley’s, Berlin (DE)

FEB 18, 2023 Fabrik, Hamburg (DE)

FEB 20, 2023 Paradiso, Amsterdam (NL)

FEB 21, 2023 Batschkapp, Frankfurt (DE)

FEB 22, 2023 Komplex, Zurich (CH)

FEB 24, 2023 Razzmatazz, Barcelona (ES)

FEB 25, 2023 La Riviera, Madrid (ES)

FEB 26, 2023 Cineteatro Capitolio, Lisbon (PT)

FEB 27, 2023 Hard Club, Porto (PT)

MAR 02, 2023 Alcatraz, Milan (IT)

MAR 03, 2023 Backstage Werk, Munich (DE)

MAR 04, 2023 Barba Negra, Budapest (HU)

MAR 05, 2023 Arena, Vienna (AT)

MAR 07, 2023 Rockhal, Esch-sur-Alzette (LU)

MAR 08, 2023 LMH, Cologne (DE)

MAR 09, 2023 Le Trabendo, Paris (FR)

MAR 10, 2023 O2 Academy, Bristol (GB)

MAR 11, 2023 Rock City, Nottingham (GB)

MAR 13, 2023 Garage, Glasgow (GB)

MAR 14, 2023 O2 Ritz, Manchester (GB)

MAR 15, 2023 O2 Forum Kentish Town, London (GB)

APR 01, 2023 Theatre of the Living Arts, Philadelphia PA (USA)

APR 02, 2023 Big Night Live, Boston MA (USA)

APR 04, 2023 Roxian Theater, Pittsburgh PA (USA)

APR 05, 2023 House of Blues, Cleveland OH (USA)

APR 06, 2023 St. Andrews Hall, Detroit MI (USA)

APR 08, 2023 Bogarts, Cincinnati OH (USA)

APR 09, 2023 House of Blues, Chicago IL (USA)

APR 11, 2023 Varsity Theater, Minneapolis MN (USA)

APR 13, 2023 Summit Music Hall, Denver CO (USA)

APR 14, 2023 The Depot, Salt Lake City UT (USA)

APR 16, 2023 Ace of Spades, Sacramento CA (USA)

APR 17, 2023 The Fillmore, San Francisco CA (USA)

APR 18, 2023 Belasco, Los Angeles CA (USA)

APR 21, 2023 House of Blues, Las Vegas NV (USA)

APR 22, 2023 House of Blues, San Diego CA (USA)

APR 23, 2023 Van Buren, Phoenix AZ (USA)

APR 25, 2023 House of Blues, Dallas TX (USA)

APR 26, 2023 Aztec Theater, San Antonio TX (USA)

APR 27, 2023 House of Blues, Houston TX (USA)

APR 28, 2023 House of Blues, New Orleans LA (USA)

APR 30, 2023 House of Blues, Orlando FL (USA)

MAY 01, 2023 Revolution, Ft. Lauderdale FL (USA)

MAY 03, 2023 Buckhead Theatre, Atlanta GA (USA)

MAY 04, 2023 Brooklyn Bowl, Nashville TN (USA)

MAY 05, 2023 Underground, Charlotte NC (USA)

MAY 07, 2023 The Fillmore, Silver Spring MD (USA)

MAY 08, 2023 Irving Plaza, New York NY (USA)

[inquisition-dragonborn]

Summary: The Qun states that by embracing your purpose, your role, you will find peace. For Eluned Treherne, her purpose is drowning in blood and pain. All alone in a strange land, with power at her fingertips that she is wholly unprepared for, she struggles under the yoke placed upon her in her quest to survive. Do you embrace your purpose and find peace, or do you fight?

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Resurrection Noun: the act of making something exist again after it has disappeared, been forgotten, or stopped being used

The flare of light, visible even considering the distance, drew all eyes toward the south as it lit up the early morning sky. With a clap like a storm’s distant thunder, the Breach was gone except for a ribbon of green across the blue as a reminder that it had been there.

Kaaras grinned, she did it. He laughed out loud and smiled at some of the others that had grins of their own, “she did it!”

“Come on, the sooner we get moving, the sooner we can all celebrate with Ellie,” Shokraker said packing her bedroll onto the horse. They had been pleasantly surprised to see that in the time they had been away in Nevarra and the Free Marches, the Inquisition had grown enough to have horse relays available for them to use on their return.

They fell into a loose grouping as they headed along the Imperial Highway as it started the climb through Gherlen’s Pass. As the day grew later, Kaaras drew his horse in beside Shokraker. “Have you changed your mind about asking Ellie to join us?”

Shokraker lips thinned as she pressed them together. “I would still have her join us but the situation with Ashaad Two is worrisome.” She glanced at him. “You know he wasn’t happy about Ellie’s presence and after the explosion that killed three of our own, he was relieved that we left to honour our annual contract. He was adamant that the Valo-Kas should keep its distance from the Inquisition.”

“Do you really think he’d risk going back to the Qun? They’re just as likely to kill him as let him return.”

“He has information that he could use as leverage on his return.”

“He wouldn’t betray her to the Qun?”

“Yeah, he would,” Sata-Kas growled, coming up on Kaaras’ other side. “We should expect it. We could protect her from an outright attack, but if they send their Ben-Hassrath agents, we might not see them coming. I suggest if the Inquisition still has work, we should take them up on it. They have their own spies and network that could keep watch for us.”

“That is my thought also,” Shokraker nodded. “Taarlok and I have been discussing terms of a contract to broach with the Inquisition when we return.” She looked up into the sky and squinted. “It’s getting late. Let’s set up camp just over the ridge.”

Everyone fell into their routine rolls setting up camp for the night. The horses became restless at dusk and they heard a low rumbling echo through the mountains.

“What is that?” Katoh asked.

“A storm,” someone replied.

Another rumble echoed off the mountains. “I’ve never heard thunder in a winter storm in the mountains,” she shot back.

“It’s probably an avalanche somewhere,” Sata-Kas replied. “Nothing to worry about.”

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[quokkalabs]

The Future of Mobile Gaming

Mobile gaming was firstly introduced in 1999. In 2020, It was estimated that about 2.50 billion users played mobile video games. When mobile phones became smartphones and became widely accessible, online gaming started visibly shifting towards mobile phones. In 2009, Apple announced for all iPhone apps that it's visiting to introduce in-app purchases. 

In-game purchases are a vital component of today's gaming industry. Heavily utilized by users and relied on for revenue by developers, it's clear how necessary that introduction was for expanding the gaming industry and its transition into mobile gaming.

Everyone now has mobile phones and, with a connection to the web, you'll be ready to play at any time, anywhere you wish for – everyone has their mobile phones in their pockets. Mobile gaming is the second-hottest app type, especially for younger audiences, like 18-20-year-olds, after social media apps.

Busy on social media apps or video streaming devices, a selected chunk of that time is spent engaging with gaming content. Trends and various advancements within the arena as signals point out future growth. So, with mobile gaming technology recovering daily today, below-mentioned what we expect from it in the future.

Better Games and Gaming Experience

Smartphones have gotten powerful over the years. They're capable of processing data at a far quicker rate and have higher storage capacities. It has made it possible for game developers to develop better games, which weren't possible previously because of hardware restrictions. Better games need updates regularly as per user experiences.

For instance, in Oceanhorn 2, PUBG, Call of Duty, Children of sunshine, etc., mobile games may be difficult to develop if developers had not been accepted recent hardware advancements.

Graphics and controls enhancement

To supply their customers with an improved gaming experience, they must invest in better graphics. With the event of mobile games which can be played offline, mobile devices also will include more storage and batteries that last longer so that users can easily be attracted.

To figure out how gaming controls are optimized within the device and how everything can fit into the device screen and for many more, game developers will sync with mobile developers. Some authorities and features are often removed or combined with others so that they don't become an obstacle for the game.

Mobile eSports 

Gaming started as something recreational. Though most gamers play for fun today, other gaming enthusiasts have created a living out of it. A lot of gaming competitions are held once a year on a regular basis that reward winners with cashback and real money. Though PC-dominated gaming and eSports industries are, the past few years have seen a boom in mobile eSports. Favorite games like PUBG, Call of Duty, Arena of Valo, etc., have already entered the world of mobile gaming and eSports.

Play-to-earn is growing

Play-to-earn (P2E) is the foremost influential business model since pay-to-play and, more recently, free-to-play. P2E games let players generate real money held in an exceeding crypto wallet - they even resell their assets whenever they have.

Users spend virtual currency to urge upgrades, progression boosts, character skins, etc. The cash has no value outside the game-board with the free-to-play or pay-to-play model. 

On the selection hand, with the P2E model, users buy or earn currency and resources to trade or sell to other players. These assets also are sold for cryptocurrency outside the game, which may be converted into cash.

 In-game advertisements

 In-game ads are another trend among mobile game developers in 2022. Several statistics support this approach. style of them are:

74% of people mobile gamers would watch an in-game ad if they get an in-app perk in return;

82% of mobile gamers prefer free mobile games with ads to paid mobile games.

Besides, a mobile game is free, and raking in revenue via in-game ads doesn't imply there are no chances to derive directly from it. About 95% of user spending among mobile gamers is attributed to in-app purchases. After this, they'll generate more revenue by providing a mode of their in-game content for a price.

Monetization Methods

Mobile game developers have introduced new monetization methods to boost their players, which they need to work on. The new monetization models have helped developers generate more revenue and increased the revenue share of the world mobile gaming industry.

Ads have now become more engaging. New ad formats like playable ads, which users accept, were formed by developers. Meanwhile, reward ads, the kind of ads that reward players with in-game perks for watching them, have spiked in popularity. Subscription methods have also been introduced for excellent success.

Metaverse growth

It's unclear what the metaverse will seem like for the industry; essayist Matthew Ball gives insight into it. For sure, 2022 will be the year that the metaverse will become more apparent to society. They were creating more innovative in-game experiences. Brands also will take a piece of the pie and develop their gaming worlds, like Nikeland in Roblox. To support the metaverse infrastructure and investor money flowing in, startups will emerge to produce users with resources, like making realistic avatars. There'll even be more crypto and NFT developments and new ways of using these assets.

AR/VR tech

The long run of mobile gaming is significant, with increasingly powerful mobile devices and plenty of game developers using the platform a day. The industry will rise to USD 77.2 billion in revenue in 2020. AR/VR technology hasn't read its peak yet. Developers find it challenging to implement this technology in gaming and mobile gaming. It is a complicated scenario where there's no audience for AR/VR as developers aren't acting on anything new, which is why there's no further development. Why? Because there's not enough exciting audience! these headsets are expensive, underpowered, and bulky.

5G Networks

In 2019, Apple said that it would be engaged in manufacturing its chipsets in-house via the modem business of Intel to support 5G networks. Things like this may often significantly impact the scale and quality available for smartphone gaming. Not just telecom companies, many mobile companies recognize the feebleness of 5G. They also try to leverage the lower latency capability of 5G to create their apps to run more seamlessly.

 Big Companies' involvement

Microsoft, Sony, Nintendo, and more big brands are already preparing for a future in which mobile phones are kings. Microsoft will acquire Activision Blizzard for $95.00 per share in an all-cash transaction valued at $68.7 billion, inclusive of Activision Blizzard’s net cash. Microsoft will become the world’s third-largest gaming company by revenue when the transaction closes, behind Tencent and Sony. The planned acquisition includes iconic franchises from Activision, Blizzard, and King studios like “Warcraft,” “Diablo,” “Overwatch,” “Call of Duty” and “Candy Crush” in addition to global eSports activities through Major League Gaming. 

Big publishers like Riot Games, EA, Konami, Bethesda, and Ubisoft have recently entered the mobile game market, bringing their big franchises to mobile. Riot Games, as an example, has released League of Legends: Wild Rift on iOS and Android, the much-awaited and requested mobile version of their acclaimed League of Legends franchise. 

Riot Games is additionally entering the realm of mobile gaming. Riot Games also functions on League of Legends' discharge: Wild Rift on mobile. Owner of Riot Games, Tencent is moving towards mobile gaming with its best games like Arena of Valor and PUBG Mobile. 

Conclusion

It is almost a total certainty that mobile gaming will take over in the future as the primary gaming system. For a more immersive gaming experience than ever, mobile gaming is gaining popularity amongst gamers at an exponential pace. It's only a matter of time soon mobile gaming will take over desktop gaming at scale. The future of smartphone gaming involves better games, better devices, and better technology that it runs on are often expected, which is during a position to bolster the last word experience making it more wholesome. 

Revenue incentives will enable developers to make better and different games for phones and improve portable technology to access increasingly more advanced games, which require better technology. Connect with our experts at Quokka Labs to know more. Many predicted that the mobile gaming industry would experience a downfall in the future. So far, it hasn't happened. And it's unlikely to happen soon additionally. All developments signal a further rise with more games and users and successively more revenue.

[alanbatschauer]

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[introvertsguild]

Tomorrow You Start(For Myself - Ch. 3)

The sun through my window began to set. Pastel colors of rose, oranges, reds, yellows all beamed through, hitting me in the chest. I took a good long look before staring down at my cot. I had only slept in it once and I didn’t deserve it. My suitcase sat on the edge of the bed, waiting to be taken to a plane. 

I wasn’t going to be able to sleep in it ever again. Not after the terrible display I presented to Commander Reyes. The look on his stone cold face. I shut my eyes, squeezing them tightly to keep the tears in. My life was over. Again. It was never meant to be this way.

I took my pillow and screamed into it, loud and clear. The tears were released and I felt myself slowly crumbling to the floor with my knees bent and body trembling. Hiccups came out, long, mournful whines seeped into the now tear stained pillow.

I heard a sudden computer noise and a small beep! Looking up, I realized it was Athena making that beeping noise. I glared up at the computer screen that was installed into the room. It was for reading the latest news, seeing the weather, those sort of things.

“Go away, Athena!” I shouted at the screen. 

Dead silence until Athena’s voice made me jump. “Would you like me to contact someone to help you?” She asked.

“No! Just.. go away. I don’t want to be bothered.. Can you send messages?”

Another pause. “Yes, what message would you like me to send and who is it for?”

“It’s... for Commander Reyes... Tell him I want to speak with him... Privately. Please, Athena...”

A third pause, this time it was longer until the computer flashed again. “Message sent, he would like to inform you that he is waiting for you in his office-,” Athena seemed to be cut off short and another long pause was there. I trembled as I reached to crawl into my bed and sleep before Athena beeped again.

“Now.”

---

I made it to his office no problem. One of the Overwatch recruits waved at me, I gave a meekish wave back. She had long brown hair and was very tall, almost as tall as Reyes. I kept walking as soon as she began walking over to me. I didn’t think it was the right time to start making friends.

I wasn’t going to make friends here, I reminded myself. I was done at Blackwatch.

As soon as I made it to Reyes’ door, I hesitated. I had to force my arm to knock on the door and it weighed a ton. There was silence. Maybe he wasn’t in his office, I sighed in relief and quickly turned to leave when the door slid open behind me.

 “Get your ass in here,” the man snarled behind me.

I turned back, eyes widened by the random anger in his tone. For a split second I almost bailed before stepping inside as the door slid closed behind me.

Commander Reyes sat at his desk, fingers intertwined as they propped his chin up. His eyes were storming, black eyebrows bent downward. He didn’t move a muscle but his eyes were fixated on me. He almost looked like a statue with moving eyes and it was creeping me out.

I stood there for what felt like forever when he finally spoke.

“Sit. Down,” he growled underneath his fingers. I moved just as fast as McCree on the training range when he made that order. My body was tense and I felt like a pack of bricks. Commander Reyes only glared when he spoke. His chiseled facial features were so stone cold even the sunlight’s warmth wouldn’t touch it.

“Do you know why I picked you?”

“No, sir-”

“You don’t even know why I picked a sniper for MY team?”

“No, sir-” Why was he asking these questions?

“You don’t know why I recruited you and yet you refuse to ASK me.”

“Sir-”

“SHUT IT, RECRUIT! I HAVEN’T FINISHED TALKING!”

My lips pursed and I nearly jumped out of my own skin. He shot straight up from his chair and came around the desk to storm at me with glaring eyes and near snarling teeth. I was stoned quiet. He took his time carving into me, glare remorseless. I was two feet shorter than him and he had the advantage of leaning down to my eye’s level just to make me feel smaller in his office. He had all the power and the intimidation level couldn’t be more through the roof.

His eyes leveled with mine as he raised two fingers up for me to see. My pupils were probably blown out with fear of him kicking my ass.

“You listen here, you fucking rat and you listen good. I recruited you into MY team because I know what you’re capable of. I know what you did back in Valos. You sniped over a hundred Omnics out there who were attacking your squad and without remorse!” he didn’t move an inch and he was so close our noses nearly touched. He smelled like cigarettes. “I recruited you the same reason I recruited Jesse into this fucking team. To give you a fucking chance, cono!!”

Tears began to form. He was so angry, yelling in my face. I bit my lip, trying not to let him get to me. It was so hard when he was six feet tall and wider than you, almost filling room up with his energy. He sneered at me, “If you’re gonna cry, do it now and get it over with, asshat!”

My eyes shut tight as I shook my head with vigor. I didn’t want to be here anymore, I didn’t want to be in this man’s presence. It was practically consuming me.

“YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY TO ME!?”He jabbed a finger in my shoulder and I whimpered. I shook my head, trying not to let the dam fall apart. I kept shaking my head, over and over. Not caring if he kept yelling. My knees felt weak, becoming jelly as my whole body shook from fear of this man. There was a new fear now, a fear I didn’t understand before. A fear I didn’t and never understood the magnitude of.

“P-Please...” I whimpered out.

“Please WHAT!?” Commander Reyes yelled back.

“Please don’t send me away...”

That’s when the water works happened. Tears dropped to the ground, my body shaking uncontrollably. I didn’t open my eyes, I could just let tears fall as more were created in their place. Commander Reyes said nothing. The presence of his towering form seemed to have disappeared. I couldn’t feel his nose barely touching me, I couldn’t smell the smoke.

“Look at me.” He said. A hand placed itself on my shoulder, gripping it gently.

I hesitated, I didn’t have the courage to look at him in the eye.

“Look. At me.” There was firmness in his voice. I cracked my eyes open, glancing up at my Commander. His head tilted to one side and his sneer seemed to be gone. He was almost smiling but not. Something about him changed, just like it did in the interrogation room.

Was this the same man?

“Hey, I want you to keep your eyes on me and tell me why you think I’m going to send you away. Now”

“I failed y-your test..” I sniffled, wiping the snot off my sleeve. I was looking pretty ridiculous and wasn’t even trying to hide it at this point. Commander Reyes started chuckling which turned into full on laughter. The grip on my shoulder tightened a bit as his body trembled continuously. I could only watch him laugh at me while he tried calming down. He stood straight up and let go of my shoulder.

“Oh, god, I’m not sending you away! Where the hell did that come from!?” He wondered. Still a bit of chuckling left over.

All the laughing made me calm down as well, the air feeling a bit more spacious again.

“I.. failed the exam? Aren’t you going to send the bad ones away?” I raised my head to look up at him. He shook his head and looked like he kept wanting to laugh at every word I was saying, almost as if it sounded hilarious. I was getting a bit annoyed, it made me think he wasn’t taking my seriously.

He walked back around his desk again and sat back down in his seat again still shaking his head.

“No. I’m not...Abelha, look, if I didn’t want you here your ass would already BE in prison. You sent a lot of people to their deaths with the shit you made, you made a bad decision in your life that you alone set out,” He took out a box of cigarettes from his desks pull out drawer and took one out to light it. The cigarette burning hot amber when he spoke, “You already passed the test, back in the interrogation room”

My eyes went wide, “S-Sir, how-”

“You’re not a psychopath, I saw that in there.. You completely broke down the moment I touched you. You’re not someone who made those vials for the fun of it..” He blew out smoke then motioned I stand up, I stood up a bit awkwardly. “You made those vials because you knew how, to make money and to support your brother and his family.. You made a terrible decision, but that doesn’t make you a terrible person”.

I wanted to start crying again. My body already vibrating and wanting to start the water works all over again before Commander Reyes threw a box of tissue paper at me. I caught it and looked surprised over at him.

“Don’t you fucking start the waterworks AGAIN, niña! God, every time something happens you  start crying again!” He explained, putting out his cigarette in the ash tray. It made me giggle which made him snap his head towards me.

“Well now that you’re feeling better get the fuck out of my office, I got shit to do!” 

I shook my head, “Wait, wait! I gotta clean up first!” as I began taking tissues out and cleaning my face, wiping the near dry tears and snot off. I saw him roll his eyes. 

“Well clean up and then get the fuck out!”, he spat, going back to being stone hard and almost void of expression. This man was good with his body language, it's like he had an image as Blackwatch Commander to hold up, making sure only a few people see this other side he had of him. After using half the box, Commander Reyes patiently waiting, I threw them out in the trash and opened the door. Before shutting it he called back out to me. I turned around. 

“I want to see something different tomorrow, recruit! ‘Cause tomorrow you start as a real fucking Blackwatch member, you got that!?”

“Yes, sir!” I saluted him right in the doorway, pride nearly bursting out of my chest like a jack in the box. I couldn’t contain this smile either and it was probably making me look silly. He nodded at me “Good, now go see Dr. Zeigler, she’ll want to do a physical exam on you and tell her to forgive me for not making you do it sooner”.

“Yes, sir” I respectfully tell him before shutting the door.

[hectorquispe]

Por: Pablo García.

Twitter: @PabloBoozGarcia Estamos a unas cuantas horas de observar una edición más del tan aclamado Súper Bowl, y en la Ciudad de México la afición arrancó desde tempranas horas del día este ritual sagrado para ver el cierre de temporada del fútbol americano.

Aproximadamente a las siete de la mañana dio inicio la #FanRace (que por cierto también fue realizada en la ciudad de Monterrey) en el circuito de Reforma que inició y terminó en la fuente de la Diana Cazadora, donde una de las máximas atracciones fue la presencia del grupo de animadoras de los Bucaneros de Tampa Bay.

Éste año se llevó a cabo la tercera edición de ésta carrera en las que participaron miles de personas de todas las edades que se desmadrugaronpara correr en las dos categorías que estuvieron disponibles, las cuales fueron de 5 y 10 kilómetros con rama femenil y varonil.

En la rama femenil de 5 kilómetros las ganadoras fueron:

Primer lugar: María del Pilar Gutiérrez Villanueva.

Segundo lugar: Mariana Montserrat Ledesma Arévalo.

Tercer lugar: Laura Suárez Salazar.

En la carrera de 10 kilómetros femenil las triunfadoras fueron:

Primer lugar: Fabiola Saraí Pérez Igari.

Segundo lugar: Mónica Baeza Gómez.

Tercer lugar: Karina Campos Aldama.

En la rama varonil de 5 kilómetros los vencedores fueron:

Primer lugar: Alberto Marmolejo Cruz.

Segundo lugar: Sergio Aguilar Partida.

Tercer lugar: Juan López García.

  En la edición de 10 kilómetros los ganadores fueron:

Primer lugar: Óscar CaltencoAbriz.

Segundo lugar: Javier Palacios Luna.

Tercer lugar: Víctor Hugo Chávez Mendoza.

  La fiesta del #SB51 ya dio inicio y ahora queda esperar que todo el espectáculo que se nos ofrecerá en Houston a las 5 de la tarde (hora de la Ciudad de México) sea majestuoso y digno de un cierre de temporada de la NFL.

Comienza la fiesta del Súper Bowl 2017 con el #FanRace. Por: Pablo García. Twitter: @PabloBoozGarcia Estamos a unas cuantas horas de observar una edición más del tan aclamado Súper Bowl, y en la Ciudad de México la afición arrancó desde tempranas horas del día este ritual sagrado para ver el cierre de temporada del fútbol americano.

[inquisition-dragonborn]

Summary: The Qun states that by embracing your purpose, your role, you will find peace. For Eluned Treherne, her purpose is drowning in blood and pain. All alone in a strange land, with power at her fingertips that she is wholly unprepared for, she struggles under the yoke placed upon her in her quest to survive. Do you embrace your purpose and find peace, or do you fight?  Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Deluge Verb:  inundate with a great quantity of something

Fenris muttered and grumbled as the others stepped through the makeshift door that guarded the larger chamber of the cave to speak with the Warden; Hawke and Varric both decided it would be better to keep him and Eluned separated for a bit. Varric sighed and rubbed his forehead, “well that could have gone better.”

“You didn’t say she was saarebas, dwarf.”

“She’s not.”

“She has an arvaarad.”

“The Iron Bull is not her arvaarad. He’s the leader of the Bull’s Chargers mercenary group and has made it his personal mission to protect the Inquisitor.” Varric would bet fifty sovereigns that there was more to it than that—even if only on Iron Bull’s side at this point—because something had changed between them. “The Valo-Kas freed her from her arvaarad a few weeks before the Conclave.”

“She was muttering an incantation,” Fenris insisted.

“She doesn’t use words to cast.”

“Then what did she say?”

“I don’t know, Fenris! She was facing you.” Varric rubbed his hand across his forehead again in frustration. “Judging from her reaction, I would imagine she was protesting you calling her saarebas and whatever it was you said in Qunlat.”

Fenris frowned thoughtfully. “She said,” he puzzled out the silent words she spat at him, “’I’m not a slave’, and then something about killing anyone that tried to make her one again.” He looked away from Varric, ashamed.

“Hmm, sounds familiar, not unlike someone else I know.”

“She still cast against me.”

“Seemed to be more of an aggressive warning. She’s rather prickly when someone threatens her newly found freedom—also like someone else I know,” he added.

“Is she still being hunted?”

Varric snorted incredulously, “you’re kidding, right? When the Valo-Kas attacked, she turned on the Qunari when her arvaarad went down; the Qun is looking for her, so are the Venatori. And, of course, let’s not forget Corypheus.”

“I still don’t understand. The Qun doesn’t keep human or elven mages.”

“She doesn’t know why either, Fenris. But I have a theory.” Fenris turned back to Varric and waited. Varric glanced at the door to make sure no one was coming back yet. He lowered his voice, “she doesn’t remember how she came to be in the Qun but she was there when the Arishok was in Kirkwall. When they found out she had magic, they made her saarebas. I think they did as an experiment.”

Fenris shook his head in confusion not following Varric’s logic.

“Think about it Fenris. The Qun doesn’t waste resources. They were in a city with an entire tower of mages. What if they could have turned them all into saarebas? Thank the Maker, Hawke killed him and ended the occupation.”

Fenris looked horrified. “They kill human and elven mages,” he insisted.

“Yeah, because they usually only come across the odd one or two at a time. It’s not worth the effort, but with hundreds of mages contained in one spot?”

“But the Arishok died. Why keep her around if the experiment failed?”

“The Arishok died, but the experiment didn’t fail. They successfully turned a human into saarebas.”

Fenris nodded thoughtfully, “until they dropped her leash.”

“Yeah...” he replied slowly, “she’s been adjusting to life without the leash.”

Fenris glanced at the door himself, “is she—is she alright?”

Varric shook his head. “Not really. She’s getting better; I’m sure I don’t have to tell you what she’s dealing with. She served in Seheron for nearly five years, got free then fell out of the Fade with some strange magic welded to her flesh, faced down Corypheus…” he trailed off when the door opened to very grim faces. He turned back quickly and said quietly, “just help her if you ever get the chance.”

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[inquisition-dragonborn]

Summary: The Qun states that by embracing your purpose, your role, you will find peace. For Eluned Treherne, her purpose is drowning in blood and pain. All alone in a strange land, with power at her fingertips that she is wholly unprepared for, she struggles under the yoke placed upon her in her quest to survive. Do you embrace your purpose and find peace, or do you fight?

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Disclosure: Noun: the action of making new or secret information known

“What’s this about, Seeker?” Varric asked as he and Solas entered the Chantry dungeon. Cullen, Leliana, and Josephine were present, as were the other of Eluned’s companions.

“We’ve asked the Iron Bull to tell us what he knows about the Herald. We thought it important that all of the Herald’s companions understand who she is so better to protect her.”

“All right.” Folding his arms and leaning against the wall, he glanced warily at the qunari that was standing in the corner.

“When I was in Seheron, I saw a tiny bas-saarebas a couple of times in the field. Brought in to deal with pockets of resistance – Fog Warriors, ‘Vints, Tal-Vashoth – those that we couldn’t shake loose. Saarebas aren’t normally named but this one was a bit different. They called the bas-saarebas ‘Vatasala’.”

“I have heard reports of this ‘Vatasala’ but we didn’t know that it was a mage,” Leliana commented.

Varric groaned and thumped the heel of his hand against his forehead, now understanding the weird sense of déja-vu he experienced in the Valo-Kas camp several weeks earlier.

“Do you know something about this Vatasala, Varric?” Cassandra demanded, her eyes narrowing dangerously as she studied the dwarf.

“Yeah… I’ve heard of her,” Varric replied. “I didn’t know that she was Vatasala, but I do know about her.”

Leliana whipped her head around and narrowed her eyes at him. “You have?”

“And you didn’t think to tell us earlier?” Cassandra demanded at the same time.

“There was nothing to say!” he protested. “Look, when I went to Seheron three years ago with King Alistair to look for his father, we saw this little human mage all dressed up and leashed like their other saarebas.  I asked the Arishok about her and he said that ‘Vatasala was none of my concern’.” He shrugged apologetically, “after that, we were a little busy with that insane Tevinter magister and his weird blood magicky, dragon shit, and I didn’t think to look into it further.”

“And you didn’t recognise her here?”

He threw his hands up. “I never got a good look at her before; she was masked and in armour kneeling by her arvaarad, and then at a distance in the field.”

“What do you know about her?” Leliana demanded of Iron Bull.

“Vatasala. ‘Soul of fire’, named so because of its, her,” he corrected himself, “capacity for fire.  I’ve seen plenty of fire mages, but she is something else.”

“She is a fair to middling mage at best,” Vivienne sniffed. “If that’s the best the Qun has to offer, the South has no reason to fear the Qun.”

He shook his head, “no ma’am, I doubt you’ve seen what she can do; the South isn’t any friendlier to mages than we are and she probably hid that from you too.” He turned his focus back to the others, “you know how Antivan Fire grenades work creating an inextinguishable fire that sticks wherever it touches? Now imagine that cranked up to the intensity of dragon’s breath. She’d walked calmly onto the field and started this little fireball in her hands then flicked her hands down and it vanished. Seconds later it was like the sky turned to lava and dropped on the field. Everything was turned to smoldering ash in an instant.”

“Like at the Temple of Sacred Ashes,” Cullen growled.

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[inquisition-dragonborn]

Summary: The Qun states that by embracing your purpose, your role, you will find peace. For Eluned Treherne, her purpose is drowning in blood and pain. All alone in a strange land, with power at her fingertips that she is wholly unprepared for, she struggles under the yoke placed upon her in her quest to survive. Do you embrace your purpose and find peace, or do you fight?

Chapter 20 now posted on Ao3 or start at the beginning.

Confrontation Noun: a hostile or argumentative meeting or situation between opposing parties

Eluned watched for a few moments as the scout led the Valo-Kas to their new camp on the side of the lake.

“Your friends are back?”

She looked at Varric and nodded. “All but three.”

“I'm sorry about that, Songbird. Where have they been?”

Her expression turned dark. “Held at Edgehall by Inquisition.”

“But Nightingale said…” He looked at her grim expression. “Well, shit.”

She sniffed. Shit, indeed. She needed to have words with the others about their lies. She headed to the gates and spotted the Templar that had been following her around the day she woke up. There had been another Templar as well, a woman. They seemed to be taking shifts following her.

She marched back into the Chantry and shoved the door to the back room hard causing it to crash against the stone wall. She heard blades being partially drawn before they realised that they weren’t under attack. They looked wary as she stormed in. Good, they should be nervous.

She immediately turned on Leliana. “You lied to me. You knew where Valo-Kas was all along.” Leliana didn’t respond but she saw the fleeting guilty look on Josephine’s face. “You want me to work with you, but I can’t trust you with the truth.”

Cassandra pressed her lips together in disapproval, whether it was over Leliana’s actions or her accusation, Eluned couldn’t tell.

“You are right, of course,” Josephine said.

“Josie…”

“No, Leliana. The Herald is in the right of it. We can not expect her to risk herself and put her safety in our hands when we can’t even be upfront with her that we knew the whereabout of people she cares about.”

Eluned held Leliana’s gaze until the spymistress nodded. “Very well,” she sighed.

“Is there anything else you want to tell me?” They shook their heads. “Really?” She walked briskly to the door, flinging it open again. She grabbed the startled templar standing guard outside the door by the pauldron and yanked him through the doorway. He stumbled into the room with a crash of metal plate. She released him immediately and moved away, the cold void she associated with the Templars making her skin crawl. “Try again,” she gestured looking at Cullen.

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[inquisition-dragonborn]

Summary: The Qun states that by embracing your purpose, your role, you will find peace. For Eluned Treherne, her purpose is drowning in blood and pain. All alone in a strange land, with power at her fingertips that she is wholly unprepared for, she struggles under the yoke placed upon her in her quest to survive. Do you embrace your purpose and find peace, or do you fight? Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Category: F/M Fandoms:  Dragon Age II, Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games) Characters: Original Female Character(s), Original Qunari Character(s), Original Elf Character(s) Additional Tags: Modern Girl in Thedas, Qunari Culture and Customs, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Bas-Saarebas, Psychological Torture, Execution, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Rape/Non-con Elements, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD

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Liberty Noun: the state of being free within society from oppressive restrictions, of not being imprisoned or enslaved

Eluned woke slowly. The air was cool, but she didn’t feel the wind like she normally did. She shifted on the furs below her and froze, she never slept on furs.  She cautiously opened her eyes and saw canvas above her and a large horned shadow fell over her. She threw the blanket off jumping to her feet, she promptly staggered and fell over.

The qunari reached for her and Eluned shrank back against the tent cloth.  He paused, “it’s okay. You’re safe. You’re with the Valo-Kas. I’m not going to hurt you.”

Eluned’s eyes flickered over him, to the small camp table with its little bottles and a cup, and to the open tent flap behind him.  Her eyes darted back to him as he spoke softly, calmly, keeping his hands visible before him.

“Do you remember what happened? We found you at the end of the fight yesterday. You killed the others you were travelling with, which was really helpful by the way.” He continued to watch her in case he needed to take evasive action if she decided to go for her magic.

She went still as she realised that her line of sight wasn’t being restricted.  She raised one shaking hand, then another to her face to find that the mask was gone. Forgetting the Tal-Vashoth in front of her, her fingers traced the sharp hollows at her temples and under her cheekbones, hollows created by muscles atrophying from lack of use for over four years. She trembled, not recognizing her own face in the changes her fingertips mapped. Her fingers stopped abruptly, her lips were no longer stitched shut.

“Yeah, you collapsed and weren’t doing so well. We needed to get a restorative potion in while you were unconscious. Couldn’t do that with your mouth stitched shut.”

She crumpled onto the bed of furs, still touching her face and lips as she started to cry. Once the tears started to subside, the qunari held out a tin cup. When she didn’t reach for it, he took a drink from it and then handed it to her again.  It was only water, she sipped greedily until the cup was empty.

“I’m Kaaras Adaar. Can you tell me your name?”

She opened her mouth slightly, her jaw felt tight and stiff. Instead of her name, she only managed to make a quiet raspy sound before a fit of coughing took over. Finally, she just mouthed “Ellie” without trying to make a sound.

“Ellie?”

She nodded.

“Damage to your throat?” He raised his hand and she flinched away. “I’m sorry. I have some healing magic that might help, at least ease any discomfort, if you permit.” She held still when he reached out again. Kaaras’ magic washed over her, it wasn’t like Crooked Horns’ but still pleasantly cool and she closed her eyes letting it wash over her. “The damage is beyond my ability to heal but hopefully that makes you more comfortable.”

She opened her eyes and nodded again, her fingers came up tentatively to wrap around the collar still about her neck.  It was disabled, she could feel her access to magic, but the collar was still present.

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Wounds Noun: an injury to living tissue caused by a cut, blow, or other impact; an injury to a person's feelings, psyche, or reputation

With a quick word to Cassandra, Eluned hurried to the side of the ring unwrapping the leather strap that helped her grip on the training sword. She dropped the sword into the dirt and accepted the dipper of water from Bull, spitting out the first mouthful after swishing away the blood and then gulped back the rest.

Gentle finger angled her face toward Bull. “You should get that looked at by a healer, Boss.”

“After. Dorian and the Valo-Kas are back.” She ducked under the rail and grabbed Rethala’s hand, giving it a quick tug before she hurried off. “Come. You have to meet Kaaras.”

“You heard the boss, let’s go meet the family.” Bull chuckled at the bewildered look on Rethala’s face.

Eluned walked briskly across the bailey. She knew that the advisors didn’t like her rushing through the courtyard; it alarmed the nobles to see her hurrying. She understood their reasoning; they didn’t want to create the perception that the Inquisition didn’t have everything under control. With their successes in Orlais they couldn’t appear that they were faltering against Corypheus, the Venatori, or any other idiots that tried to take advantage of the chaos, but sometimes, she just didn’t give a damn about what any of them thought.

Kaaras wrapped his arms around her waist, picking her up and swinging her around as was becoming a habit for them. “It’s good to see you Ellie.” He put her down and immediately his eyes went to the rapidly blooming bruise around the right side of her mouth. “What—” His hand glowed with healing magic soothing the sting and ache of the injury. “Every time I show up, I seem to be healing injuries. I thought you had people to protect you.” The last comment was pointedly not directed at her based on how he was scowling over her shoulder.

She pressed her hand against his chest, “not his fault, but mine.” Her eyes slid to the left, “Dorian! Good to have you back!”

“It’s good to be back, amata. Travelling with this lot is—” His statement was interrupted as he stumbled. Both Kaaras and Eluned reached out to help him, but he quickly brushed them off. High points of colour dotted his cheeks. “As I was saying, exhausting. I think I’ll go clean up and rest.”

“Before you go, I’d like to introduce you both to Rethala.” She hooked her arm through his and led him forward. “Rethala was with me in Seheron.” She looked up at him and smiled, “he saved me.

“Rethala, this is Dorian. He’s one of my dearest friends.”

“Yes, well…” Dorian said with a nod to Rethala. “A pleasure, I’m sure. If you’ll excuse me.” Eluned was left frowning at his retreating back. That was uncharacteristicly terse for the mage and it left her wondering what was wrong.

“And this is Kaaras of the Valo-Kas…”

Rethala thrust his hand out clasping Kaaras’ forearm. “You’re the one that saved my kadan from the Qun? I can never thank you enough for what you have done for her… and for me.”

Kaaras’ eyes widened. He looked between Rethala and Eluned in shock. “This is…?”

She smiled and nodded.

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