#felicia aeducan

[loustica-lucia]

Let's try lmao (update: I think I'm crazy about Dragon Age. Nah, I AM crazy. Truly. Help.)

Varric Tethras

Fenris

Merrill

Carver Hawke

Bethany Hawke

Isabela

Aveline

Sebastian

Orsino

Meredith Stannard

Alistair Theirin

Fergus Cousland

Eleanor Cousland

Bryce Cousland

Oren Cousland

Oriana Cousland

William Cousland

Tamlen

Loghain Mac Tir

Fiona

Cailan Theirin

Celia Mac Tir

Kieran

Eamon Guerrin

Rendorn Guerrin

Connor Guerrin

Teagan Guerrin

Thalia Aurum

Rowan Guerrin

Morrigan

Flemeth

Yavana

Mythal

Sten

Léliana

Zévran Arainai

The Arishak

The Iron Bull

Taash

The Dragon-King

Oghren

Dagna

Branka

Felsi

Shale

Shianni

Sigrun

Velanna

Wynne

Rhys

Evangeline

Garahel

Isseya

Duncan

Antoine

Evka Ivo

Solas

Cullen Rutherford

Samson

Sister Petrice

Elgar'nan

Ghilan'nain

Dirthamen

Nadas Dirthalen

Anaris

June

Falon'din

Andruil

Sylaise

Joséphine Montilyet

Cassandra Pentaghast

Divine Victoria

Regalyan

Avexis

Anthony Pentaghast

Divine Beatrix

Emmrich Volkarin

Davrin

Abelas

Krem

Endrin Aeducan

Aelia

Danarius

Felix Alexius

Geron Alexius

Dorian Pavus

Alora

Charade Amell

Malcolm Hawke

Gamlen Amell

Leandra Amell

Cabot

Calpernia

Andarateia Cantori

Viago de Riva

Lucanis Dellamorte

Illario Dellamorte

Caterina Dellamorte

Vorgoth

Myrna

Strife

Irelin

Sandal Feddic

Bartrand Tethras

Blackwall/Thom Rainier

Gordon Blackwall

Briala

Celene Valmont

Tyrdda bright-axe

the lady of the forest

the lady of the sky

the caretaker

Cole

Sera

Vivienne

Telana

Ameridan

Ashur/The Viper

Tarquin

Ariane

Arianni

Assan

Elek Tavor

Gaspard de Chalon

Ferdinand Genitivi

Cyril de Montfort

Prosper de Montfort

Tallis

Tractus Danarius

Varania

Gaius

Vaea

Athenril

Charter

Corypheus

Xenon tthe Antiquarian

Livus Erimond

Felicia Erimond

Cyrian Lutare

Bellara Lutare

Neve Gallus

Butcher Kithlord Daathrata

Faribanks (I forgot his real name)

Bodahn Feddic

Felassan (almost forgot him omg)

Filda

the dark wolf from Awakening

Bianca (the crossbow)

Bianca Davri (I think that's her full name but not sure)

Marlowe Dumar

Dumar junior (I don't remember his name?? Saemus?)

Fletcher

Flynn

Halos

Zither the bard

Maryden Halewell

Lace Harding

Aaron Hawthorne

Heir

Mother Giselle

Nathaniel Howe

Rendon Howe

Delilah Howe

Greagoir

Irving

Isolde

Jacobus

MANFRED OMG MANFRED

Johanna Ezenkoss

Maferath

Jowan

Justice

Spite

Marjolaine

Divine Justinia

Karash

Shathann

Maevaris Tilani

Larius

Chance

Lusacan

Olivia Pryde

Mhairi

Minaeve

Anders (I forgot him??)

Miriam

Hira

Lacklon

Roland

Qwydion

Rezaren

Tassia

Neb

Zara Renata

Renn

Valta

Taliesen

MOUSE from DAO in the fade

Pol

Nan

Marius

Tessa

Francesca

Calix

Autumn the mabari, very important

Nesealeus

Shirallas

Zathrian??

I could go on but that's taking forever lmao

*includes any character you can take control of, other than the player-designed protagonists. personally i’m not counting the darkspawn chronicles because that’s kinda complicated, but i *am* counting da journeys and legends and also dai multiplayer, a tale of orzammar, and any NAMED summons that you can take control of. and veilguard counts, even if you can’t fully control your companions

there are a few nuances to what counts as a single character (eg. is there 1 dog in dao or are there 4? i generally just count 1) but just give a ballpark answer

(yes there are more than 100. i got to 103)

[5ftgarden]

8 Facts Meme: Felicia Aeducan

1. Please post these rules! 2. Post 8 facts about your character! 3. Tag 8 other characters, list their names and their creators! 4. Tag-backs are fine!

tagged by @thevikingwoman

so i’m going out of the lines for this and doing it more about the creation of Felicia, because why not???? I’m late to the game as it is.

1. Felicia was originally intended to be a throw away Warden. I was going to kill her off hence the name Felicia, as in:

2. My original design for her was based on Barbie.

3: She wasn’t even supposed to romance Alistair. She was supposed to be a Zeveran girl and then Alistair happened. Again.

4. She is the only character I haven’t thought of or written a death scene for, because she outlives pretty much everyone.

5. She has a pair of fraternal twins! Their names are Taline and Duncan.

6. She never gets another mabari after Geoff.

7. No one actually wants to know how much influence she has over the world, as both an Arlessa, Advisor, and Queen of Ferelden, Queen and Paragon of Orzammar, Commander of the Grey, and generally politically savy individual.

8. As politically savy as she is, she navigates her love life with alistair like a mabari in a glassworks.

[elevanetheirin]

@5ftgarden I had so much fun working on your Madaena Felicia Aeducan I really hope you like her :D  Thank you for letting me play with her!

One Winner of my 200 Follower Giveaway

Also, don’t forget to read @5ftgarden fics about her here 

[silent-of-spirit]

20 Questions

I was tagged by @5ftgarden. Thank you angel!

Rules: answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers you would like to get to know better.

Name: Sarah

Nickname: Sairebear, Bubbles, Spirit

Zodiac Sign: Taurus

Height: 5′2″

Orientation: Pan as fuck.

Ethnicity: White

Favorite fruit: Peaches

Favorite season: Fall

Favorite book series: The Inheritance Cycle

Favorite flower: Moonflower

Favorite scent: Sandalwood, leather, incense, dirt. (Pretty much any nice earthy smell.)

Favorite color: Midnight blue

Favorite animal: Foxes and Barn Owls ;)

Coffee, tea or cocoa: Tea, usually. Cocoa other times. Coffee, rarely. (It makes my tummy upset)

Average sleep hours: LOL WAT IS SLEP (<--- Garden said it best.)

Cat or dog person: Dog <3

Favorite fictional characters: Dorian, Cole, Iron Bull (Dragon Age), Bilbo Baggins (The Hobbit), Samwise Gamgee (LotR), Daenarys Targaryen, Tyrion Lannister (GoT), Azura (Elder Scrolls), Jaal Ama Darav (ME:A), First Arcanist Thalyssra, Ysera (WoW), (And I think I will stop there... too many.)

Favorite OCs! @5ftgarden‘s Lily Rutherford and Felicia Aeducan, @ladylike-foxes‘ Naele, @tel-abelas-mofo‘s Pangara Lavellan, @obliviousoso‘s Ollie, @ma-sulevin‘s Harea Mahariel, @thevikingwoman‘s Iwyn Lavellan. <33

Number of blankets you sleep with: Three. My sister described me as an ‘oven with the door open’ meaning I can’t stay warm for shit, but I am a furnace to everyone else.

Dream trip: Hobbiton

Blog created: Oh lawd idr

Number of followers: 234! And that’s after I blocked the porn bots. I feel so honored. =^.^=

I tag @thevikingwoman, @tel-abelas-mofo, @obliviousoso, @ladylike-foxes, @ma-sulevin, @inner-muse, @makelovenotbloodmagic, @bearlytolerable annnnnnnnd anyone else who would like to.

[5ftgarden]

She's back bitches

[5ftgarden]

It's time to take a break from Con Crunch

Twisted Garden Studios LLC is gonna be at a crazy amount of cons this year so I have been in overdrive the past few weeks.

But now, it is time for a break.

I have an XBox

I have bourbon

IT'S TIME FOR

DDDRRRRUUUUNNKKEEN AAAAGEEEE

[5ftgarden]

For DWC: The DA2 crew attends a costume All Hollow's Eve party at the Hanged Man.

for @dadrunkwriting

The Apartment • Modern AU

“Are you done in there?”

Circinae glared towards her bedroom door at the gruff voice. “I don’t understand why I have to wear this, Tethras.”

“It’s a costume party, Hawke.”

A higher voice piped up from behind the door. “Just put the dress on, Nae.”

“You shouldn’t be encouraging this Grace!”

“Even Felicia is going. You HAVE to come!” Grace retorted, her smile audible in her tone.

“Not in THIS!” Circinae griped, pulling open the door.  Her roommates and Varric were huddled around the door, bemused smirks on their faces as the door opened. Circinae was dressed in a sleek, black, floor length dress. It had a slit up the leg  that reached to dangerously high places. “This, is NOT me. I wanted to do Tomb Raider, but ‘no, Nae. You should do something super classy because you always look like you could kill someone.’”

“Well you do,” Felicia laughed, tucking one of her blond pincurls into place. She was dressed like a flapper girl, the mass of her hair now tightly pinned and braided. “It kind of is your ‘thing’.”

Grace rolled her eyes, smirking as she shifted a large, decorative broom in her arms. “You look gorgeous. Fenris is going to lose his mind.”

“We won’t even match!”

“Oh yes you will,” Varric laughed, hauling Circinae out into the living room. “I sent Alistair and Cullen over there.”

“...Oh sweet Maker I hope they have good health insurance.”

(tune in next week for part 2)

[5ftgarden]

At FDC with my guard pupper!

[5ftgarden]

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

Ok, i’m Fairly Drunk™ and will be doing this on the fly in the inbox... so... good luck to me i guess.

Aliducan • Modern AU • Warden Headquarters

for @dadrunkwriting

Felicia sat at her desk, carefully dismantalling her sidearm. She took it apart meticulously, peice by piece, setting it into place in the invisible grid she had in her mind. Piece by piece. Row by row. Fitting into the grid of organization.

“Busy?”

She jumped, scattering pieces on her desk as she spun around in her chair to berate her intruder.

“Alistair!”

He laughed at her, tilting her chin up.

“Good afternoon Commander. Been a while since we’ve seen you here,” Alistair laughed, stroking her cheek.

“There’s a raid tonight,” she said simply. “Red Lyrium.”

“And Charger asked you to be there. Typical,” Alistair sighed. Felicia snorted.

“And what are you doing here, Ali? Are you here to help, because that’s either a gun in your pocket, or you’re particularly glad to see me.”

Alistair blushed red, but pulled his weapon out of his holster, showing her the matte gunmetal. She looked put off.

“Disappointing,” she muttered, turning back and setting the pieces back into their places. Alistair pulled her away from her work, holding her against her.

“If you were using those powers of observation they taught us Commander, you’d realize that that isn’t just a gun.”

[5ftgarden]

so i saw @silent-of-spirit do this for our modern AU so i decided to do the girls!

First is Grace, in her day to day business wear. Then Felicia, queen of her armchair. Circinae, my ex military, and Fenara, punky and out to take the world!

[5ftgarden]

Makin progress!!!! Still need to tailor the sleeves, and add the cuffs.

So shiny <3

[5ftgarden]

Leaving

Listen to: Always by I Fight Dragons

Felicia/Alistiar • Denerim • Soon after the Breach was closed

for @silent-of-spirit and @dadrunkwriting

Alistair woke in a cold sweat, shivering as the curtains blew inwards in the cool, early fall air. He turned to his side, expecting to see the serene, almost statuesque profile of Felicia, but her side of the bed was empty. In fact, it looked as though it hadn’t been slept in at all.

Stretching, and sliding out from under the covers, Alistair walked towards the open door, intent on shutting them against the oncoming night chill.

Felicia was standing on the balcony, framed in moonlight. Sheer, almost effervescent fabric lay behind her as the poorly hemmed nightgown pooled at her feet, starlit hair hanging in a thick, ropelike braid down her back.

“Alistair.”

“Fels, what’s wrong?” he asked quietly. She seemed to almost shy away from him, wrapping her arms tightly around herself. She sighed, and looked off out toward the horizon, the moonlight bouncing off her pallid skin in a sort of halo. She looked ethereal in the moonlight, 

“Don’t be mad,” she whispered, huddling against the rail.

“Why would I be mad?”

She sighed, deeply, exhaling worry and sadness into the atmosphere.

“I’m leaving.”

The night went colder, almost icy as they stood on that balcony, her hair starting to sli8p from the slick braid at her back, streaming across the skyline, blonde mixing with the dark blue of midnight.

“Why.”

“Just for a little bit,” she whispered, tucking the errant strand of starlight behind her ear.”I need to clear my head,” she continued, turning back to him. In her hands was the worn and battered warden commander crest, chipped and glistening.

“Amaranthine?”

“I am still Warden Commander of Ferelden, Alistair,” she said, more harshly. “I can’t abandon them. Not after what happened at Adamant.” Her head lowered. “Not after what I’ve learned.”

Alistair turned and walked towards the bedroom, stopping at the doorway. “When?”

“Tomorrow morning,” she whispered, turning back to the horizon. “I’m sorry.”

“For how long?”

“As long as I need,” she answered, walking back past him into the room.

“And how long will that be?” Alistair asked, worried.

She didn’t answer him, instead, walking silently out of the room, the rustle of fabric and the creaking of the wooden door the only herald of her exit.

[5ftgarden]

Drinks, and a question.

“So… Warden Commander Madaena Felicia Aeducan?” Nathaniel laughed quietly, shaking his head. “That’s a mouthful.”

He watched her twist the small glass of amber liquid in her hand, hair piled in a large bun on the top of her head.

“Honestly,” she said, stretching and taking a sip, “I don’t care what you call me. Ali– uh, King Alistair, always calls me Felicia.”

“Never been a fan of the name Felicia,” Nathaniel said, smirking.

“Then I don’t care what you call me.”

Nathaniel leaned on the table, pouring himself a glass of the alcohol. “Madaena. Interesting name.”

“Family name, Howe.”

“I hate it when you call me that Madaena.”

She downed her glass, shaking her head before reaching for the bottle again. “Madaena was my grandmother’s name. Good warrior. Married into the family. Took me a long time to come to terms with that name.”

“What’s your problem Maddie?”

“Maddie now, recruit?” she laughed, taking a sip.

“Reminds me that you’re just that young. I mean, you’re what, eighteen?”

“Nineteen. Pretty surreal, right?”

“So what’s the story, you get kicked out of Orzammar–“

“Exiled.”

“–end up one of the only two Wardens to walk out of Orzammar, single handedly raised an army, fell in love with a monarch and saved the world?”

“That about sums it up.”

“Fuck.”

She snorted. “Pretty much.”

“So what’s your problem?”

She looked at him, blue eyes betraying depths of sorrow and experience. “It’s late, Nate. I’m gonna turn in.”

“Maddie–“

“I said good night, Nate.”

She got up, leaving the half empty glass at her seat, walking quickly down the hallway towards her room.

[5ftgarden]

The Diary of Madaena Aeducan

Following in @melaena‘s Journals of Cullen Rutherford project, I’ve decided to catalogue my Warden’s time coming back to Vigil’s Keep after her extended absence. I think it’s a wonderful idea, and I’m really excited to spend the summer on it.

Day 1

Vigil’s Keep, 12 August 9:42

It’s been a long time since i’ve been back in the Vigil. I thought things would be the same, but I guess everything changes. The repairs I could have sworn I ordered yesterday have gotten old. The stone is older, worn. Full of stories. Didn’t know I could still hear it, but I guess you can take the dwarf away from the Stone but you can’t take the Stone out of the dwarf.

I sent a raven off to Leliana early this morning. With the Breach closed, Leliana’s task as Spymaster has become slightly less stressful. The last time she sent me a message, she was talking about traveling out towards Denerim. I thought it to be prudent that I let her know that I’m not there right now. I hope she gets it before she leaves.

I finally found Oghren, and met his little one. He’s not drinking as much, and Felsi, his wife is just as abrasive as I remember. They’re perfect for each other. Little Felicia is a bubbly girl with a bright eye –I’d love to teach her when she gets older. She has her mother’s wit and her father’s arm. I can’t believe she’s already twelve. I remember when Oghren was whining about her pulling on his beard.

Nate’s grown up. Of course, we all have. I can’t believe I’m nearly thirty. And a whole decade spent chasing that damn I just can’t fathom that it’s already been so long since I took up this mantle. I feel older than I should. Older than my time.

Speaking of old, I should get back to my files. I have a lot to get through.

[5ftgarden]

The Diary of Madaena Aeducan

Day 2

Vigil’s Keep, 13 August 9:42

I got through barely a tenth of my files yesterday. Scouting reports from when I arrived at the Vigil. Expense reports, notes about the behavior of new recruits. Most of it is irrelevant now and can be burned, though I kept all of the scouting reports and the Amarathine judgements. I have to sort through them if we’re ever going to move the headquarters back to Denerim.

There’s been talk of reinstating me as the Arlessa already. I don’t know if I could remember how. It was all so long ago, and I have to get back up to speed on the state of the arling first. So many years...

I thought about my family for the first time in years this morning. I can hardly say that what we fought about was trivial, but I am reminded of our battle for the throne. Why I am always the one people turn to is inexplicable. I have no desire to lead nations. Though perhaps that is why I am turned to? I don’t know. All I know is that I have a head for politics, but no ambition than to serve my country. Which is Ferelden, now. Serving her king. My king.

A single box of apples was shipped here from Denerim today. It contained a letter from the palace. I haven’t opened it. I don’t want to. Sometimes it feels like I don’t know Ali anymore. I’m sure he feels the same way about me. Is ten years too long? Was I gone for too long? Have I screwed up the only thing in my life that didn’t want to kill me? The apples are delicious though. Nate gave the whole box to me and told me to keep it in my room. Apparently he thinks I haven’t been eating enough, that I’m “looking a little too thin”. That’s what ten years on the road will do Nate! 

I found an old letter Ali wrote me when I was Arlessa in my files, unopened. I must have misplaced it, though I don’t even remember receiving it. It must have come when I was out scouting, and got lost in the shuffle. In it he calls me starlight, and his princess, and his love. He doesn’t call me that anymore. He just calls me Fels, or Ambassador, or Madaena. Makes me wonder what changed.

That’s not hard to answer though. It’s me. It’s always my fault.

I think I should visit father. I miss the smell of fire and stone. Maybe it would help.

It’s about midnight now. We just got an ambassador from Orzammar banging on the gates, demanding to see the Arlessa. I almost couldn’t believe who it was.

Gorim Selac Madaena. Stone I missed him. We’re going to talk in the morning.

[5ftgarden]

Commander Of The Grey

Felicia Aeducan • Vigil’s Keep • Soon after the closing of the Breach

“Attention! The Commander is on the grounds!”

Felicia shielded her eyes against the sun as she looked up at the parapets of Vigil’s Keep. A banner rose high over the structure, streaming brilliant blue edged in silver as the gates creaked open. Entering the Keep, she was met with a full company saluting her, elbow to elbow, leather, metal, and cotton.

“Arl Howe.”

The man heading the company smiled down at her, brown hair pulled back into a tight ponytail.

“Commander Aeducan. Welcome back to Vigil’s Keep,” Nathaniel said, sticking out his hand for her to shake. Felicia grinned at him and shook his hand firmly, turning on her heel towards her troops.

“At ease everyone. Thank you for the warm welcome,” she said loudly, letting her voice carry over the company. “I’m happy to be back. It’s been too long. You may return to your duties.”

The Wardens filtered away slowly, some pointing and whispering amongst themselves, vying for a glimpse of the fabled ‘Hero of Ferelden’.

“So, Lady Aeducan,” Nathaniel laughed, clapping her firmly on the back, “are you back for good, or just for a visit?”

“Nate, you can call me Felicia,” Felicia said jovially, elbowing her companion in the hip. “I’m…not sure yet. How have things been at The Vigil?”

“Busy as ever. We didn’t let anyone leave when all that Breach nonsense was going on. We did have a few deserters though. They went to Adamant. Nasty bit of business there,” he responded, shouldering his way through the crowds, into he hall. “You’ve been gone for a while.”

“You’ve started to go grey,” she teased, walking past him. She inhaled deeply, savoring the smell of the old stone, the pop of pine from recently repaired timbers. “It’s almost as though I never left.”

“I’m assuming you know the news about Anders and Justice?” Nathaniel asked, cocking his head to one side.

“How could I not? One hell of a way to make a statement,” she grumbled, crossing her arms. “I know their heart was in the right place, but I just… I can’t approve of that.”

“I understand, Felicia.”

“What else is new?” she asked again, looking around the room. “More recruits, obviously. You’ve got, what, a full compliment?”

“Almost. We’re a few shy after Adamant, and we’re not exactly in favor with Ferelden after that as well. Though your appearance there, and the favor of the Inquisition did help.”

“Inquisitor Trevelyan has been a great help in stabilizing Orlais,” Felicia whispered, a small smile flickering over her features. “What about the old crew? Velana? Oghren?”

“Oghren’s in the cellar,” Nathaniel grumbled. “Like he is every day.”

“Typical.”

“Velana is currently out scouting. She’ll be back tomorrow. We had reports of a small band of darkspawn out towards Ostagar. Just got a letter from her yesterday. There weren’t many, hardly even noteworthy, but they’re gone now,” Nathaniel continued, pushing open one of the doors. “Your quarters have been furnished as requested, and every file you kept has been brought up, as well as all the records I took in your place, to go over at your leisure.”

“Thank you,” Felicia said, grinning. She stopped, pausing as she stepped into the hallway. “Nate?”

“Yeah?”

“It’s good to be back,” she laughed, flashing him a dazzling smile.

“It’s good to have you back, Maddie,” Nate laughed, turning away. “I’ll be out front if you have any questions.”