#isana laidir

[ramblinganthropologist]

Taash: was the food made by corpses?

Emmrich: Of course not. Dessicated skin would contaminate the food

Isana: *sigh of relief* oh, goo-

Emmrich: All food is prepared by skeletons.

Isana and Taash in unison: What the entire fuck, Emmrich.

[precuregremlin]

Sorry guys, no anime this week. An ancient obsession came back.

Meet my boy, Isana Laidir. He owns my soul right now.

See ya next week where I may or may not make my precure OC in this bad boy.

[ramblinganthropologist]

It took me so long to realize that both Lucanis and Davrin were drunk during their chat in the kitchen.

Isana's like y'all are being chu- oh you're drunk. Can I join? I won't get drunk I'll just enjoy the ambiance.

[ramblinganthropologist]

Also I remembered Emmrich wants to bring a shaving kit with him on his camping trip with Harding.

Which turned into Emmrich is the one who teaches Isana how to shave once he starts growing facial hair. Because... well, Davrin's an elf and they're locked out of facial hair in this game. Lucanis he's too embarrassed to ask and no doubt Spite would just make it even more embarrassing. Emmrich is no doubt used to students asking him dumb things. Plus he's nice enough not to laugh at him.

Fun team bonding time there.

[ramblinganthropologist]

Under the cut because spoilers for Emmrich's quest end.

Isana is just straight up NOT enjoying this moment. He has made it VERY clear necromancy is not his area of expertise. And he likes Manfred, especially during the last mission, but this is Emmrich's life goal. He feels woefully inadequate to help him make such a decision.

(not pictured: Chris the handler reading forums on what people think about this choice for 30 minutes frantically while these two sit and stare.)

[ramblinganthropologist]

Bellara and Lucanis: *discussing pasta method*

Me the player standing in the background: ooh, ooh, I know this one! The sauce doesn't break because of the starch from the pasta water!

Isana Laidir: ?!?!?!

Me: I read cooking blogs

Isana: what's a blog?!

[ramblinganthropologist]

I know the culture warriors and haters are going to complain... but I cried when I got to this part.

I don't have to head-canon it or hand wave it. Isana is transgender. The game acknowledges he is transgender. Someone like me is in a video game.

It's... it's something special. And I don't care how bad it does, I will always thank BioWare for this moment where I didn't have to headcanon anymore.

[ramblinganthropologist]

Also I got to the Lords of Fortune Hall of Valor and saw the menu for The Hilt Bar & Grill & Bar and lemme tell you... Isana has pounded more than a few of those deep roads crispers. Boy loves them paragon style. He is probably one of the few Lords who has never had to pay the broken flagon fine too.

Just give the man his tenders and ale and he'll be a happy boy.

[ramblinganthropologist]

God, he looks so in love in this scene. Like, oof. You love your Grey Warden, don't you, Nana?

[ramblinganthropologist]

*cackles and rubs hands together*

Yes, good. Good, my son. Romance the Warden.

Look, kids. A family.

[ramblinganthropologist]

Isana, watching Taash and Harding fail flirt: why does this make me nervous for some reason...

Isana: ...

Isana, pounding his fist into his palm: oh, right. Dwarf and qunari. Shut up, brain, they can't have kids.

[ramblinganthropologist]

I can FEEL how fucking done Isana is with his shit in this one.

He is NOT about that necromancy dead magic shit.

[ramblinganthropologist]

Taash: I'm having dinner with my mom, care to join me?

Isana: alright. Trans and non-binary qunari squad rolling out then?

Taash: we need a better name than that.

Isana: it's a work in progress.

[ramblinganthropologist]

The title to this one is "whoops, went too far"

I'm glad he actually looks small compared to her. He'd be even smaller in canon being half-dwarf. But he is definitely smaller than Taash in both size and muscle. Comes with being a mage, half dwarf, and genuinely kind of a stick with a staff.

Sorry, Taash. I didn't realize I could lock or unlock that early. But I'm saving you for someone else.

[ramblinganthropologist]

So Isana has flirted with every man at the Lighthouse. Also with Taash.

I guess his type is men and people who can fight him.

[ramblinganthropologist]

Lucanis: why do you keep running into things, Rook?

Spite: he's motion sick.

Lucanis: ?

Chris the handler, ready to hurl as he presses the movement keys: the frame rate is making me nauseous.

Isana Laidir: don't throw up here!

Lucanis: ?

Chris: this makes me regret saving Treviso.

Spite: move around more and make it worse, Rook.