#parthytol aeducan

[thedragonagelesbian]

God this is so wild. They literally never taught him to fight any other way, to be anything else..........

[thedragonagelesbian]

wait im actually going to cry fuckfuckfuckfuck...................

[thedragonagelesbian]

That fucker who recognizes the warden in the denerim market triggered before parthytol could get to gorim...........

[thedragonagelesbian]

ahh lads we might be having a spiritually significant encounter at the temple of sacred ashes...

[thedragonagelesbian]

GORIM CALLS YOU MY HEART???????

[thedragonagelesbian]

putting parthytol through the 'a paragon of her kind' meat grinder immediately btw. idgaf he needs to meet zevran as someone who's already had to claw his way to the void & back & also killed everyone left in his family.

[thedragonagelesbian]

I keep making aeducans who want to crawl on their hands and knees through broken glass back to bhelens side just for one single moment of recognition or understanding or familial acknowledgment, and it makes me sick every single time!!!

[thedragonagelesbian]

hey did y'all know that one of the male companions at the pearl is a dwarf with gorim's exact haircut. i just found this out. for reasons :)

[thedragonagelesbian]

Tragic btw that what little da gave us of the dwarven language didnt include any terms of endearment

[thedragonagelesbian]

Fun fact about doing the origins deep roads at level 9: dont!!!!!!!!

[thedragonagelesbian]

head in hands.....................................................

[thedragonagelesbian]

making a warden who is too compelled by sloth is like. shit. what am i supposed to do with you now.

[thedragonagelesbian]

"You are not the only Grey Warden here." Zevran had found him crumpled up by the fireplace. Usually chatty even in his lowest moments, this was all weepy numb resignation, but Zevran had coaxed him into the bed, into his arms, and eventually heard what tomorrow might bring for them. The cruel irony of it all--to find death here, inevitable, when they had both agreed to try to escape it together--was enough to bring a few tears, quickly discarded, to his own eyes. "The duty falls to the senior warden, no? This Riordan fellow? And failing that, there is still Alistair."

"I couldn't ask him to do that!" Parthytol protested, shivering, like the mere thought of selfishness made him ill. "Alistair doesn't deserve this."

"And you do?" The question came out harsher than Zevran intended, and his tender-hearted paramour, still cracked underneath the tragic weight of responsibility, the man who had once confessed that he wished Zevran had finished his contract, offered nothing in his own defense beyond a few more shuddering breaths. "There is nothing that makes you less worthy of surviving this." He cupped Parthytol's cheek, fingers threading through his gentle curls and thumb wiping along the tear-streaked bone. "Nothing."

[thedragonagelesbian]

90% of dao modders give up before finding the perfect hair mod...

[thedragonagelesbian]

gay.

[thedragonagelesbian]

also i think sten & dwarf wardens should have so much more to say to each other about what it means to be born into a fixed social role