#post trespasser

[hrtiu]

Me until Veil Guard comes out

[too-many-lavellans]

After the Storm -- (please don’t tag/comment with your inquisitor, thanks)

[moonlightheretic]

So Gareth did his part! I have added it onto Alix's video! So just keep watching and Gareth will read his part which is a direct answer to Alix's dialogue! It is from Chapter 26: Disciples of Lust, Lies and Power I hope you all enjoy this much as me! Happy Valentine's Day y'all! This has been a seven year long dream. I have another cameo from Alix that I will post soon, and let me tell you. She took no prisoners! Haha!

Inquisitor Lavellan-“I learned how to use my Pawns by watching you. I learned …how to sacrifice good soldiers to gain ground, I learned how to deny life to afford my own, and I learned how to stash all the guilt away by tossing it under the greater good. Because the only thing that mattered was stopping Corypheus and no one would ever dare to blame me for what I had to do.”

“But, I suppose in the end…I learned from the best."

Solas- “The Dalish and the City Elves are descended from those that I freed. History does not always remember fondly…or accurately. The louder voices linger longer and surface above the rest. If you let them in you will crumble under the edifice of malcontent they have built for you. Take pride in what you have done, Vhenan, even if it is only you that does. You are as relentless as a hurricane and despite your ferocity, I have always admired your lightning."

[swemtpotamtam]

completed my inquisition playthrough a few days ago and decided to draw my Lavellan post trespasser ;v;

[jean-dieu]

war gets boring after a while, so lavellan and bull started a family.

Gwen is, like Aloysius, an orphan from clan Lavellan. Both of his parents were killed during a hunt gone wrong slightly after his birth. After being contacted by Deshanna, the Lavellan's Keeper, and learning the newborn's fate, both him and Bull decided to adopt him. Everything went rather smoothly, and the couple had time to prepare his arrival in the family. It was also an opportunity for Aloysius to see his clan again and to introduce his husband to them. Deshanna considers Gwen to be more or less her grandson as she has raised Aloysius since his birth.

Meriem's adoption was less planned. The girl's parents, who were Tal-Vashoth, were cruelly killed by angry humans in retaliation from the failed Dragon's Breath operation from the Qun. Hired to bring back calm to the area, Bull and the chargers find the little girl terrified and starving a few days after. She survived hidden in a cupboard by her parents. Not knowing what to do or who to contact and fearing a Qunari would be especially mistreated should she go to an orphanage, he simply brings her home as a temporary solution, but it only takes a few days before both him and his husband decide to adopt her too.

They're roughly around the same age, Meriem only being a bit older.

Meriem starts showing sign of magic pretty early on, and Aloysius becomes her mentor in the art. Bull suspects at least one of her parents was also a mage and that's why they left the Qun.

They fight a lot. Favorites games are dangling from Bull's horns like ornaments and watching Aloysius' useless but pretty magic tricks.

[doctor-aceus-art]

I just need them to be happy, okay? 😤

[wrenbee]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Female Lavellan/Solas (Dragon Age), Female Inquisitor/Solas (Dragon Age), Lavellan/Solas (Dragon Age), Inquisitor/Solas (Dragon Age) Characters: Solas (Dragon Age), Female Lavellan (Dragon Age), Fade Spirit(s) (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: Post-Dragon Age: Inquisition - Trespasser DLC, Post-Dragon Age: Inquisition, Grief/Mourning, Loss, Angst, Eventual Healing Summary:

Aura has been a beacon of light and hope for a world at its darkest hours, but when she loses the light within herself how can she find it again? What can be grown in the dark?

[sketchyelvenasss]

Self-Defense

read on ao3 or v v v

Early combat training session because the ex-inquisitor definitely needs to teach his kid how to fight. 476 w

“Kaffass!” Rhys shouted barely dodging the bolt of lightning that sprung from the ground.

“You have to be faster than that Rhys.” Lyvius said from across the training yard as he sent a magic missile after him.

Rhys ran, but the magical energy followed him. He gritted his teeth as he dead stopped, turned and raised one of his daggers to block. The projectile bounced off the lyrium infused blade, but it soon redirected to come back at a different angle. Rhys blocked a few more times before he gripped the hilt of his dagger tighter. This time, when the missile clashed with the metal the lyrium suddenly burned with a bright blue light and the blade became charged with lightning. He swung the dagger like he intended to cut the air as he willed the magic to do what he wanted.

With a crack, lightning shot from the metal towards Lyvius. The experienced mage easily dispelled it, but he smiled warmly. “That was very good. It is hard to redirect a spell like that.” He walked over to Rhys who was catching his breath.

“Let me show you something special about lyrium infused weapons.” Lyvius said. He took one from Rhys’ hand and immediately its glow stopped, and the humming went silent. “They bind to their weirder, for me they are just daggers,” he placed it back into Rhys’ hand. “For you, they channel your energy like my staff does for me. Now hold them at the ready.”

His son did so. “When I cast this spell don’t think of deflection, think instead, of absorption.”

Rhys didn’t really understand what Lyvius was getting at, but he did his best. When the sparks came striking the dagger they didn’t bounce, they were sucked into the lyrium. The magic ran through the weapon and up his arm. The sensation made him gasp. It was like he was a glass half full that was suddenly overflowing.

“Instead of redirecting a spell that your enemy can see, absorb their energy ma and cast your own spell.”

Rhys nodded. He’s only been learning how to manipulate magic in a combat setting for a few weeks, but Lyvius was a good teacher. He was patient, explained things well and though he was casting real spells they were at a level that if Rhys was unable to block or dodge it would not harm him.

The next part of the training was going to be how to combine the melee attacks with magic, but before they could start Dorian came down from the house to see them.

He smiled at them. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but lunch is ready.”

They smiled back. On their way back Dorian wrapped his arm around Rhys’ shoulders that seemed to be broadening by the day.

“Tomorrow I’ll show you some tricks even Lyvius doesn’t know about.”

[kintheartist]

Here, actually, I'll post a little snippet of a Swan/Dorian drabble I was working on. As a treat.

            There’s a sharp intake of breath, the sound of metal-laced footsteps, and warm hands take his face, fluttering over his skin.

            “Amatus,” Dorian breathes, pitched up in worry. His fingers comb restlessly through the downy crop across Swan’s scalp. “You cut your hair!”

            Swan just sways there. No words could express the breadth of his emotions. Relief, to see his love--revulsion, as well. Shame. Confusion. And grief, always grief.

            He can hear Varric ushering people--and Hawke’s mabari--out of the room, and the muffle of their voices after the door is dragged shut. Dorian’s anxiety continues to grow, but his magister sensibilities have begun to check his behavior. Fingers trembling lightly, he steps back, taking Swan’s hands in his own. When he brings them to his mouth to kiss them, a wave of grief crashes into Swan at the memories this simple action brings back. All those times, all those kisses. It feels a hundred years gone, though it’s only been a matter of months.

            He’s no longer the person he was then.

            Perhaps Dorian can see it in his eyes, then, because he pulls Swan tightly into his arms. His voice is raw as he repeats over and over-- “Amatus, amatus...”

[too-many-lavellans]

Pls more montivellan and serafina content!!

Baci per tutti

Bothering mamma while she's nose deep in reviewing trade contracts. It's a welcome distraction~

[warpedlegacywrites]

Chapter 12: The Wolf's Jaw Pendant

While Theresa and Cullen are out of town on secret Inquisition business, Rosalie has a most unexpected encounter.

[Rosalie] follows [Feynriel's] gaze to a nondescript elven woman, stout but tall – taller than most elves Rosie has seen. She bears no Dalish markings, but something undefinable in her demeanour tells Rosie that she’s no ordinary city elf, either.  Feynriel greets her in Elvish, sounding cautious. The woman responds in kind. Her tone is polite and calm, but whatever she’s said, he clearly doesn’t like it. His hand tightens around his staff, and the wisp at its apex begins to vibrate with the rising energy he’s gathering.  “State your business,” he orders in Common, sharp and brittle, more fearful than Rosie’s ever seen him.  Frantically, she tries to remember how to summon a barrier. It’s been so long since she’s practised anything but nature spells.  “There’s no need for that,” the stranger answers, also in Common, attention shifting to Rosalie with a smile that’s chillingly uncanny, as though the muscles aren’t quite sure how it’s done. “You’re frightening the poor girl.”  Feynriel doesn’t take his eyes off the stranger. “Don’t trust it, Roe.”  “Why not?” Rosie’s heart hammers in her throat, all attempts at a barrier forgotten in her mounting fear. Wait, “it”?  “That’s no elf,” he says. “It’s a spirit.” 

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[moonlightheretic]

So I had Alix read something my Inquisitor says to Solas over a chess match post-Trespasser that gets a little heated....Um can I just say I am completely floored. Like, can I have Alix as my Maid of honor and and God parent of my future children??? SHE GAVE ME TWO TAKES. I am in love. Thank you so much Alix, you truly made my entire year!!! This is such a blessing! I will never forget this!

The text is below....

“I learned how to use my Pawns by watching you.” I refuted as my Pawn took down his at C3 and words bubbled out of me like a boiling stew.

“I learned …how to sacrifice good soldiers to gain ground, I learned how to deny life to afford my own, and I learned how to stash all the guilt away by tossing it under the greater good. Because the only thing that mattered was stopping Corypheus and no one would ever dare to blame me for what I had to do.”

Thank you again, Alix for bringing me so much Joy!

[feykrow]

Shiloh doesn’t talk much, so it’s extra special.

[heylittleriotact]

In case anyone is keen on a completed Solavellan fic set after Trespasser that’s about as cheerful as a Baz Luhrmann flick. What with Veilguard and stuff:

Summary:

The beauty of free will is that it is as dangerous as it is liberating. The fact that she is most certainly dying is a good enough reason to put that theory to the test as well as push the boundaries of what is and isn't possible in this world. This suits her just fine; friends don't let friends leap off of towers with wax wings on sunny days.

Add in a number of complicated feelings regarding the man she knew as Solas, and it's clear that El'una Lavellan is bound to attract some attention during the course of her swan song. Whether it's wanted or not is something she's going to have to deal with.

[csphire]

Ara Ma'athlan Vhenas

Commissioned Artwork by LadyTheirin (Her Tumblr is here.)

Female Inquisitor Lavellan / Solas Fen'Harel (Dragon Age) Words: 2,821

Why would anyone draw a child's mind so deep into the Fade to, of all things, play? To seek the answer, Solas finally breaks a promise to himself to sever all contact with his Vhenan. But after reaching out to her and the boy he is left with only more questions.

[doctor-aceus-art]

✨️They finally work✨️