#nobroth

[high-as-hope]

from @nobroth:

i locked myself in a cage once, when i was a child. for an entire day. ahh, good times.

Elsa bit her lip firmly to stop the quip from leaving her mouth. She had to remind herself that, despite the rapport she'd quickly built with Alistair, they were probably not yet at the point in their relationship where she could tease him mercilessly.

She decided on a different approach instead.

"How did you manage to lock yourself in a cage?" Elsa asked, not hiding her mirth very well. "What were you even doing in a cage to begin with? ...Were you a naughty child, Alistair?"

[theharellan]

"You're, ah - with the Inquisition, right? I heard the Hero of Ferelden was with you. Is that... true?" (self indulgent King!Alistair nonsense)

It had been many years since a king had last deigned to speak to him.

Long enough that the standards have declined, it seems. For all their faults, it could never be denied that the evanuris possessed the might that lent weight to the power they wielded. Now, it seemed blood alone was enough to elevate one above the rest.

Whether there is merit to the idea remains to be seen, he supposes.

Solas bows his head with appropriate deference, but does not cut his gaze beneath the king's as he answers:

"For the time being, it seems so. Although she is far from the only Warden in our company of late."

[herdragcnfire]

i locked myself in a cage once, when i was a child. for an entire day. ahh, good times.

» 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍 // accepting! // @nobroth

"Wait... you enjoyed it?" she responds at him calling it 'good times', though it dawns on her shortly after that he must be joking — at least she hopes so. Alistair is one who seems to shield himself with his humor, a defense mechanism he likely learned while being part of the Chantry and preparing to be a Templar... even if it's not the direction he wanted for his life. In truth, she hadn't given what the other side goes through much thought until meeting Alistair.

After several more moments of self reflection, Daenerys decides he must be joking and so chuckles a bit. "I can definitely say that I've never done that to myself, though there were times I wished I could lock myself in my wardrobe to get out of lessons when I was younger at Montsimmard... the First Enchanter loved me."

[aposthates]

❛ run . run & don’t stop . ❜

HIS LIPS TILT WITH A MODICUM OF SURPRISE, and his eyes are warm, albeit alight with an equal measure of amusement woven into arch of natural confusion. "this coming from a former templar?"

he's being unfair, really . . . he never even took his vows, although his information on the subject was only so varied. either way, he can't help it. HYPOCRITICAL BIAS PLACED UPON THE ORDER, yet none so much that he cannot see a good man when they've been placed in-front of him. THOUGH THOSE WHOM HAD ONCE FOUND THEIR PLACE AMONGST THE FACTION had a longer, more hard-won journey to trust. NOT AS THOUGH ANDERS HIMSELF WERE DESERVING OF IMMEDIATE TRUST, EITHER. "and here i thought you were the ones who are adamantly against running." PERHAPS HE SHOULD GIVE HIS FELLOW TAINTED BROTHER A BIT MORE GRACE, however he's quite used to being allowed none. yet, still . . . the confusion upon his face deepens. SMILE SOMEWHAT RETAINED DESPITE. "so you're just going to let me go, just like that?"

@nobroth. deadly nightshade.

[the-heroines-of-thedas]

is it just me, or did i do really badly back there? (for whoever u like!)

"Well..." Evaline paused, scrunching her nose in dismay. "To be perfectly fair, those traps were fairly well camouflaged. At the very least, we all got out with just a few minor burns and bruises. That has to count for something, right?"

[that-hawke-woman]

your reputation precedes you .

It was not a familiar voice, but it was far from the first time she had heard such words by way of introduction. Reputations, it turned out, were vastly overrated.

She stopped working and let out a small sigh, setting the box she'd been moving down for someone else to handle. Standing straight but still facing away from the stranger, Ana placed her hands on the back of her hips to try and stretch out the stiffness in her spine. With a quick wipe of her brow, Hawke finally turned to look at the man. His accent was... Fereldan?

Her expression perfectly placid, betraying not a hint of her suspicion (most that sought her own deserved at least that much), she lifted a seemingly innocent eyebrow and said, "Ah... I am not quite sure what you mean, messere." There was vague, false, but convincing enough Orlesian lilt in her voice, an affectation she deemed necessary after her flight from Kirkwall, even if the idea had made Varric cramp up from laughter. On paper, at least, her cover seemed fairly solid. How was it, then, that folks kept sussing her out? It was getting frightfully irritating, having to move between towns over and over.

[thanflowers]

❀ | @nobroth — starter call / accepting!

        “i do not think you a fool.” if she sounds frustrated, it's specifically because she doesn't think of him that way. “we are not so dissimilar, after all.”

[theharellan]

"Seal the Breach, and stop what the Wardens could not," he adds, with a nod of his head that might seem deferential were it not for the words they accompany.

Though he perhaps should be thanking the Wardens. Without him, his orb would be inert, his plans no closer to fruition.

"I trust the Inquisitor to guide them well. It is the after that concerns me, should no villain after Corypheus expose himself, many orders like this one are wont to invent their own." Mages, elves, spirits, this list goes on.

"It is remarkable, certainly. More remarkable that she took to it so easily." A commendation owed to her study, or the Titan heart that the orb's heart had been carved from? "More remarkable, perhaps, is what she has accomplished in so short a time. A year ago, I would not have dreamt to see free mages living alongside their fellows without fear of retaliation."

Alistair cannot deny that he is curious what one might spend their time speaking with spirits about. Surely it's not... for fun, right? No one would go out of their way just for chats in the Fade?

Odd.

But he shakes his head.

"Well, then I guess the Inquisition is lucky to have you. And uh... the world, I suppose," Alistair offers a smile. "I find myself curious about the end goals of the organization myself. But I suppose the Grey Wardens don't have much room to be too suspicious of others."

He chuckles.

"What do you think of the Inquisitor? A dwarf of all things. Wielding magic. Does that interest you? Due to your... studies of the Fade?"

[dmidagad]

my bloodline. #siblings. #sisters. #nobrothers. #bloodline. #proudbrother. #lovemysisters. #family. #love. (at Queens, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CL-sPwespSZ/?igshid=m9hqi56df8xj

[denizulfikar]

lebaran keliling - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - #lebaran #lebarankeliling #idulfitri #ngider #ramean #myfamily #mylife #happyfamily #happyeidmubarak #myfather #mymom #mysister #nobrother #lagilengkap #complete #instafamily #instagood #qualitytime #moments #fotokeluarga #familyday #selvie #smile https://www.instagram.com/p/Byju5w-DbYz/?igshid=7k28dadm9l60

[high-as-hope]

from @nobroth:

"How much do you know about sewing?"

"Sewing?" Elsa gave him a sheepish grin. "Depends on what you need sewn."

Truthfully, in the Circle, she would usually seek out someone who was much more gifted whenever there was a tear or a lost button that needed repair. While she could probably figure out how to mend something basic, it always ended up looking sloppily done, and she hated that.

"If it's not too bad, I could give it a try," she offered, with little of her usual confidence. "Don't be made if it's, uh, not the nicest looking stitch, though."

[fangirlingeomeoni]

Imagine having your older brother as tour stylist. 😊 #nominwoo #ill #nobrothers

[supermrhuan]

Feliz dia do irmão... não pera... eu sou filho único 😂😂😂 💁🏻‍♂ #mr #me #meh #theonly #nobrothers #nosisters #tumblr (em Convenience Hotel) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnWarWshbaL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bgh60pjc7bar

[erajasthancom]

#bestfriend #lovethem #goodfriends #besties #awesome #goodtimes #goodtime #surnotre31 #happynewyear #bonneannée #happiness #outfit #blackandwhite #toureiffel #eiffeltower #paris #france #frenchgirl #girls #bruder #fra #guylove #zulangeher #nobrothers #hehe #lol #rofl #italiano #kölschejungs #cologne

[punkskid]

Thanks to that post, I guess it’s officially out in the open that I’m out of Throne. 

[muutos]

LOGHAIN SNORTS DISGUSTEDLY IN RESPONSE. "but that's exactly what you're doing, so don't try and dress it up as something more heroic." the man explains, not so much as bringing a finger towards his weapon. resigned, if only to make the other angry. enjoying the way he stutters and squirms, like he'd once enjoyed watching his father do the same.

"so you planned on waltzing in here and telling me what we both want, as if that alone makes it true. but it doesn't. and it won't give you the moral high ground either." he'd respect him more if he simply admitted his intentions and followed through with it, rather than waffling about like a fool. IF HE THOUGHT IT BETTER FOR FERELDEN, OR EVEN FOR HIMSELF, TO LET HIM DIE RATHER THAN SERVE, than so be it.

"yes i wanted you dead. but i failed, evidently. and i might have said as much to inara, but i'm not sure what consolation you want from me, other than my life." he shrugs. he's already lost, so what more is there to say? "so take it." he continues. "i had more than accepted my fate already, so its delay is hardly more than a minor inconvenience." . . .

If you and the Warden want me dead.

Alistair wished that were the case. He grimaces. Bile bubbles up in the base of his stomach as he thinks of the earlier betrayal, of the way that she failed to-- to say anything, even though...

He takes a deep breath.

"I can't- I'm not going to murder you," Alistair objects with a sour expression. "I came here for justice. Draw your sword. You're the one that wanted me dead, remember? Me and my fellow Grey Warden. You hunted us, hounded us. Sent assassins. So- so fight me now. This is what we both want."