#oc: cor brosca

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Happy friday! For Cor & Rica Brosca, "to the world we dream about and the one we live in now" (from the Hadestown prompts)

In which Rica knows and supports her lesbian sister, even though said sister has not completely figured out the whole lesbian thing. Also, now I'm thinking of a Cass and Cor romance book club... they would definitely have similar tastes methinks

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Cor was stretched out on the bed, laying on her back and holding up a copy of the newest book she had managed to snag. She was in the tiny backroom she shared with Rica. Her sister was there as well, set up by their makeshift vanity. She had her weapons of war spread out before her- the makeup, the jewellery and the small mirror shard which she could check herself in.

Cor had her eyes locked onto the text of the book, even as she stumbled over the words. “Oh Rica! This is just so romantic!”

Her sister looked over her shoulder at her, smiling. “Oh? Do tell.”

Rolling over to rest her tired arms Cor grinned back at her. “Well you remember how in the last issue we read, that the merchant girl had gotten falsely accused of poisoning?”

“If I recall a section of the nobles were using her as a scapegoat. Or was that just our theory?” Her tone was upbeat, but it was still the tone used for humouring one’s younger sister. Even if that sister was a grown woman with an axe in the corner of the room.

“Yes! Exactly! And I haven’t been able to find issue 37 so I’m not quite sure what happens in between, but this is the 38th issue and the knight is performing a daring prison break for her! He’s fighting through all the guards to get to her! Risking death or being sent to the legion!”

Rica giggled, “ooh that does sound dramatic.”

“And her friend, you remember, the woman who was secretly from the noble caste but hiding among the merchants because of assassins? Well she is working in the background to prove Nerana’s innocence!”

Rica looked at her somewhat blankly. “Wait who was this friend again?”

Cor was tempted to throw a pillow at Rica, but she didn’t dare knocking over any of the hard bought makeups. She settled with a withering glare. “Don’t play dumb Rica, you know she’s my favourite. She’s so intelligent and brave and she has so much character depth! Her inner turmoil between wanting to help her best friend over wanting to keep herself.”

Rica laughed, sweet and lilting, but not teasing. “You sound half in love with her yourself.”

Cor frowned and felt a tangle building in her stomach. “Well you will too when you hear her speech from this volume. Listen!”

“I am listening!” Rica protested.

“Well listen harder, because this is important. Where is it…oh here!” She cleared her throat and begun her halting recitation. “My sweet Nerana, oh how I long to be by your side! How my breath does ache to see you so wrongfully accused. And though I have fought and sacrificed much for my own life, how can I, in good conciousness, allow such a pure soul as yours to go so soon to the ancestors. What I would give to see you safe my darling.’ Isn’t that just wonderful?”

Rica smiled, “I think I might want her to end up the Nerana in the end. Forget this knight fellow. Sure he can cleave through prison guards, but could his heart sing such sweet melodies?”

Cor glared at Rica, “now you’re just making fun of me.”

“I am not!”

“They’re friends Rica! Let me enjoy their friendship.”

“Alright…” she said, trailing off with a smile.

“Thank you.”

“You still haven’t changed my mind about them ending up together though. I think that world would be a nice one to dream of.”

Cor rolled over to face the wall frowning. “Yeah well we live in this one.”

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⋆ "it's like i lived my whole life before the first light." I feel like this would fit so well for Brosca x Alistair!

Thanks for the prompt! Still in early days in my playthrough with Cor, so trying to figure out her voice and mannerisms still. For @dadrunkwriting

Cor Brosca & Alistair, SFW, 740 words

It was a late night in camp; Wynne had gone to her tent hours ago, and the others had followed in short order. Cor was restless, and though she knew she should rest for the long day of walking that would inevitable come tomorrow, she couldn’t bring herself to, instead laying stretched out beside the dying campfire. She stared up at the sky; the two moons hanging in serene and haunting light, and the stars scattered across the sky like a titan had dropped them by accident.

Everybody had gone to bed except Alistair, Cor found out, jumping as the tall warden slumped noisly across the fire from her.

“Whatcha doing?” Alistair asked, tone both teasing and curious.

Cor threw a pebble in his general direction, smirking as the man yelped in a boyish fashion. “Is there a grey warden curfew or something you forgot to tell me about?”

“Nooo, but we also don’t often lie down next to the fire, and I’m not quite sure if you’re trying to sleep here or you’re having a mental breakdown,” he paused, “or both. Both is possible too.”

“Well its neither of those so don’t worry.”

She followed the sound of him walking round to her, and glanced over to see him lying down next to her. “So what are you doing then? Enlighten me. For my own peace of mind. Can’t have you loosing your marbles and leaving all the warden-ing to me.”

“Just shut up and look,” she said with a grin, elbowing him in the side. She gave her attention back to the vast expanse of sky, the deep blues fading into purples and even reds at the very corners.

“So what are we looking at?” Alistair asked.

“What are we looking at?! What did you think we would be looking at?! The sky of course!”

“Oh yes, mmm, very… skyish.”

She sat upright and looked at him, “don’t tell me all you humans take this for granted?!”

“It’s just the sky,” he said.

Cor snorted as she sunk back down shaking her head. “Oh, ‘just the sky’. You know I’d never even seen the sky until a few weeks ago when Duncan saved me,” she laughed self conciously, shaking her head, “you know I was scared I would fall into it? Thats what they say happens down where I’m from. That if you go up to the surface, without the stone to protect you, theres nothing stopping it.”

“You’re telling me you thought you’d just fly up into the sky and die?”

“Don’t make me throw something at you again Alistair! Because I can and I will. But I don’t think its so ridiculous. I lived pretty much my whole life in Dust Town, and I knew people who had been on the surface, but it just seemed so far removed. Some far off land. But they always talked about the sun, how it was so bright and warm, and the sky so blue, nothing at all like Orzammar. Except the lava maybe, that’s similar to the sun I guess.”

“I’m sorry, the lava?”

“Yeah the lava. And you can fall into the lava, so I guess it made sense that you could fall into this ‘sun’.”

“I’d still like to go back to the lava bit.”

“Now you know how I felt about the sky.”

“Okay, point taken.”

“They never said anything about the night sky though. I never imagined something so beautiful. To think I could have gone my whole life without seeing this. That I could have just spent my days down there in the dark, never seeing true light for the first time. I mean, did I even know what light was before this?”

“Not sure if you know this but we have these things called constellations. They’re like very pretty stick drawings in the sky, but with the stars. I can show you some if you want. Though I can’t promise not to make any up.”

Cor smiled up at the sky, “as long as I can make them up as well.”

“Deal.”

Alistair pointed up at the sky, directing her gaze to a particular cluster of stars “so there’s this one constellation that they say is a dragon, but that’s boring so I think its a mabari.”

“Oh wow, and is that my sister riding into battle on it swinging a giant mace?!” Cor added, fully sincere.

Alistair grinned, “now you’re getting the hang of it.”

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for dadwc, some brosca & zevran (love love love these two in a platonic ship!!): being unable to believe that the support in the found family is really unconditional

happy writing!

-inquisimer

Had fun with this one! They have very similar pasts but deal with that in such different ways.

Cor just going: you are being adopted, please do not resist.

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Cw: cannon typical gore

“You feeling okay Zev?” Cor asked, gnawing at her lower lip and ignoring the iron tanged taste of somebody else’s blood. “I know that must have been a lot to happen all at once.” That was perhaps putting it mildly when nearly ten people lay dead at their feet. Talisien’s body was particularly bad, with a triangular chunk of flesh taken out from his neck that made his head loll to the side at a disturbing angle. Axes were a great weapon, but never pretty. “Yes. Fine,” he said, voice strained and staring out over Cor. “Because its okay if you’re not, you know and-,” he broke her off with a raised hand. “There is no need warden. You have helped me enough already. You have already gone above and beyond what I could ever repay back to you.” “Yeah but who is keeping score right?” She said with a smile, reaching out to place her hand on his arm. He looked down on her with a glance she was well familiar with. One she had seen often in the streets of Dusttown. It had been the look of sarcasm when a storekeep handed over medicine that everybody knew was for her mother. The roll of the eyes when she started a 4 on 1 bar fight over an insult to absent Rica. The shrug given at her glare to a suggestion she just throw her mother so the sisters wouldn’t have to cover her rent anymore. It was a glance given when somebody had the audacity to question the idea that your life would be better, easier, if you were only out for yourself. “I don’t keep score Zevran. That’s not how I work okay?” “Everybody’s only out for themselves in the end.” “Not me. Not for my family.” “I’m a little tall to be family don’t you think?” He said with a roll of the eyes. Cor shrugged and smiled, “oh I don’t know. Rica likes you, and I’m sure we could trick my mother to sign some of your chantry adoption papers to make it official. Plus, now Rica is queen I’m sure they have enough budget to get some high ceilings put in.” “You would make a fine jester you know Cor?” She scoffed, “I’m not sure anybody wants to see that. But I’m being serious Zevran. I’d do anything for my family, and you’re pretty much my little brother now I’ve decided. And no, you don’t get a choice in that matter. You can take or leave the last name though." She took a deep breath in, becoming more serious. "So if you do want to talk about it, its never a burden and I’d love to be there for you.” He looked down at her and smiled with a grin that could light up even the largest of caverns. “Perhaps when we get back to camp then.” She grinned back, “sounds good!” “Just make sure you wash off the blood first.” “By the ancestors, just how bad is it?” His only answer was a grimace, which was answer enough. "Well shit."

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Got tagged by @themaybug to make my dragon age OCs with this picrew :D

So here ya go! In order we have:

Cor Brosca (dual wielding beserker, loves fairy tales, pink and Leliana)

Mara Tabris (duelist rogue, black cat energy, loves Zevran, hates being pasty af in sunny Antiva)

Ghilara Lavellan (tempest archer, solasmance, wishes the universe would stop traumatising her)

Kytharia Mercar (mage, shadow dragon, ex-slave/blood magic battery, party girl and adoptive family disappointment)

tagging (only if you want to of course): @telanadasvhenan @nokdurbs @saladruiner @meg-does-art @skinwalkingxana and YOU if you want to I love seeing folks' ocs :D

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Dragon Age OCs:

Mara Tabris (f rogue) | | Cor Brosca (f warrior) | | Ghilara Lavellan (f rogue) | | Luca Trevelyan (m mage) | | Kytharia Mercar (nb mage) | | Electra de Riva (f rouge) | | Ulna Ingellvar (f mage)

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The End and the Beginning- solavellan fix it AU where Solas' ritual fails and Ghilara fakes their deaths to save him Baby Crows AU- an AU where Mara Tabris was recruited by the crows and grew up with Zevran, Rinna and Talisien