#river ingellvar

[jaderavenarts]

New Rook!! His name is River Ingellvar (he/him) and I already love him 😌

[persephoneggsy]

working through developing my rook a bit more, found an inspo template on reddit

The two biggest inspirations are definitely River Song and Phryne Fisher. They're both flirtatious, sophisticated older women who can handle themselves in a fight.

When I made Phryne in game, I was looking at pictures of Alex Kingston (River's actress). And, of course, Phryne Ingellvar got her name from Phryne Fisher.

Sophie Devereaux shares a love for performance and theater (though Phryne is probably a better intentional actress than Sophie lol).

Eda's got the sass and slight moral dubiousness. And being a good mama.

As for the guys, Oberyn shares the flirty, competent fighter traits, but mostly the dancer-like fighting style. Phryne uses a warhammer as opposed to Oberyn's spear, but I imagine she's surprisingly agile and precise with it. Although she doesn't show off and risk getting caught off guard...

Anderson has the militaristic badass-ness, competence, and parental vibes.

[queenmuzz]

9 and 12 for the horrors please 🥰

9. What would a nightmare tailored to their worst fears look like? 

Drip 

Drip 

Drip

Zea frowns as she pulls out the map.  She should be relieved that she had located the lost seventh level, east wing of the Sacramental Hall. How it had moved here, no one truly knew, but her diligent scouting and remapping the area had finally found it.  Yet… she feels anxious.  Why?  

She pulls out a charcoal to make a rough sketch its new location, as her torch flickers.  It’s very damp in this corridor, and she wants to get out of here, before she catches a chill.  Why is it so wet?

Her sketch is ruined by another Drip… and she glares up a the rock ceiling to where water seems to seep through tiny cracks in the rocks.  She looks down at the map again… calculating its location.  It’s now north east, and several floors of its former location, which would place it just… 

Below the River Minater…

The drips now turn into a trickle… and she cautiously backs away, placing her map in her backpack.  The cracks in the ceiling grow and now the trickle turns into a steady stream… and then… a loud CRACK!  And the rocks rip open, spilling untold amounts of water into the chamber.  

Her torch is doused, leaving her in complete darkness as the water reaches her knees, and then in a few seconds, her waist.  She tries running to safety, but in the darkness, and with the rapidly rising  water, she has no idea of where to go.  It doesn’t take long before she’s panicking, the water reaching up to her neck, and then… it engulfs her flailing body, sucking her down into an abyss.  She opens her mouth to scream, and the water rushes in…

Dearest!!

She’s vaguely aware of Emmrich’s voice, his fingers gripping her arms as the darkness recedes somewhat.  She hears the rush of water, the dank air, and another ear splitting CRACK.

“Emmrich, we need to get out of here!”

“Darling…”

“The chamber’s about to fill with water any moment!”

“Zea”

“I can’t… I can’t swim Emmrich.”  Tears are beginning to form as she sobs.  Why is she wasting time crying?  She needs to get herself and Emmrich out of here!

‘Dearest… look at me…” he tells her, and the calm tone sounds incongruent with all the panic she feels.  She blinks back tears as she does as she’s told.   Emmrich’s hair is tousled, and he’s not wearing his prim and proper waistcoat or robe, just the tunic he usually wears to… bed?

His hand tentatively raises up to touch her cheek, warm and steady.

“You were having a nightmare… you’re safe here.”

“But… I can still hear the sound of water..”  she looks around to see walls of stone, but there’s something…. off about them. No hexagonal shapes, just curves.

“Remember?  We were out plant hunting in Arlathan, and the clouds came in… so we found a small cave to shelter in… and you were tired… so you dozed off.”  Her eyes can make out a source of light, the mouth of the cave with a curtain of rainwater.

“Just a nightmare…?”

“Yes… just a nightmare.”

There’s a flash of light, and a few seconds later a resounding BOOM of thunder and she shudders.  Emmrich pulls her in close, and kisses her brow.  “It’s just  a storm, dearest.  You’re safe here, with me.”

She doesn’t answer, but she does pull herself closer to him.  And listening to his heartbeat, she is lulled back to a dreamless slumber.

12. What do they doubt most about themselves? Why? Where did this come from? 

She hates coming here nowadays.  She used to love hanging outside this crypt.  Loved the ancient architecture, loved cleaning up the dust and the debris.  After all, this was the prestigious yet extinct Ingellvar crypt, a name she should proudly carry.  This is the place the spirits  placed her, gave to Vorgoth’s care.  At least that’s what she was led to believe.  That she was a special child. A child born and raised in the Necropolis.  A child who despite having the magical aptitude of a tombstone, can still sense the souls of the recently dead.  But as she grew older, watching her classmates spend their summers and winters with parents, brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles, she felt like she was missing something. 

She was thirteen when she happened to see some sombre Watchers carrying a small bundle towards the cemetery, and heard talk about ‘yet another poor child unwanted by their parents’ who had not the luck to be found in time before they succumbed to exposure.

That’s when it hit her.  She’s not special.  She’s not chosen.  She’s not even particularly wanted.  She’s just… lucky.  Lucky that Vorgoth just happened to be around when she was left to die.  Even that tastes bitter on her tongue.  She wasn’t wanted.  Not by Vorgoth.  Not by the spirits.  Not by the Ingellvar. Not even by her parents, whoever they might be.  At best, she thinks as she tidies up the crypt, making  sure the inscriptions are dusted, I can try to be useful.

At times… she’s not sure she’s even able to reach that.

[earthfire-75]

Picking up a new computer this weekend, but will probably have to wait until next month to get Veilguard. Still... very excited. Should probably start thinking about my Rooks.

First : Astaroth Ingellvar; class: Mage; romance: Lucanis

Second : Luna de Riva(because for some reason, I think I'm funny by effectively naming my character Moon River);class: Rogue (stabby-stab); romance: Emmrich probably

Third: Willow Thorne; class: warrior; romance: Harding

Might also make another, second rogue, (twamgy-twang) but don't know what faction yet

[jaal-ama-daravv]

what are your canon romances in dragon age

ill keep it short and simple but happy to elaborate

DAO- Salain Surana (Mage) romanced Hardened Alistair, both remained Grey Wardens.

DA2 - Nyx Hawke (Mage), romanced Anders, supported rebellion.

DAI - River Lavellan (Mage), romanced Solas.

Veilguard - Maeve 'Rook' Ingellvar (Mage), romanced Emmrich.

[nerrels]

🍂 What was it like the first time Rook killed someone? How did they react afterwards?

Thanks again @queenmuzz for ask! Sorry it took me forever to answer!

If sentences will sound weird, I’m not native speaker. So, that's it!

Virida Aldwir:

When Virida was 16, she was hunting with her adoptive elf father, Varalan. They were chasing some ill and/or aggressive animal. Varalan was also teaching his daughter the importance of being quick and confident with her decisions while hunting. If she has any hesitation, it could lead to more pain or worse and put someone in danger.

They separated to find this animal. While Virida was searching, she noticed an unknown thin and pale elven girl running away from someone. That “someone” was human man. Young qunari followed them. When man cornered elf girl on break, screaming at her, Virida focused and make a shot. Few seconds, man fell into river. She grabbed girl’s hand and run away, looking for her father. Together they make sure no one searching for them and got home.

Meanwhile, in safety in her home, Virida was shaken, but not upset about the kill. After all, when her parents were killed by slave traders, she could be in same position as this girl.

Nailynn Thorne:

Nailynn was 22, living her peaceful life with her clan. She never thought of harming others, even with her magic. Elf will be soon become new Keeper of her clan, after all, who will protect them from any danger. One day, when she, her girlfriend and another friend were searching for lost animals deep in the forest, trio found them blighted and next to them darkspawns. Leader of darkspawns seems like more intelligent than others. In a fight, injured Nailynn and Leader were last standing. Eventually, elf burned darkspawn, but was weak by blighted blood in her.

Hour later, Nailynn was found by two grey wardens. One of them was human and another elf from their clan. They were investigated strange darkspawns but lost their track. Wardens decide to take her and others to Warden’s post nearby and gave them a chance, at least.

After Joining ritual and finding out none of her friends survived, young mage was crushed and devastated. She wished they just run away.

Teighan Ingellvar:

Tei was 18 with their first living kill as fresh Mourn Watcher. They was patrolling, when suddenly dwarf heard screams in on of Necropolis’s halls. Coming there, Teighan saw robbers threatening young MW students. Young Mourn Watcher ask them to leave this place and return everything they stole. She gave them 3 warnings but thieves ignore them. After few swings of their maul, none of the robbers were alive. Even the ones who asked for mercy.

Despite of saving their lives, students were a little disturbed by Tei’s quite demeanor like they don’t just killed bunch of people few minutes later.

original post Woe! Rook ask game be upon ye! - link

[bygonesigh]

Character Headcanon Generator

Thanks for the tag @mageofquandrix !! Your Ingellvar nearly drowning in a river is so funny 😆

This is for my canon Aldwir:

(Yeah, I’m lame. I use default names for my DA characters lmao).

But yeah….this tracks for my Aldwir. I see her and Bellara having a joint cringe account from their teens!

Also, don’t know who to tag, but tbh, everyone should do this! It’s so silly, lol.

[heartbreakincident]

1, 12, 17 and 31 for the oc asks if youre up for it?

(questions from here)

oc page link for reference

1. Your first OC ever?

the oldest truly original OC i can really remember is named Aron, but she's been out of sight and out of mind for ages so i dug through some old files to see what her deal was. unfortunately i was like 10 and my writing was unorganized and cringe, but what i can gather here is that she was very headstrong, she had a minder/bodyguard, and her solution to most problems was punching them until they stopped being problems. kind of into it, might need to rework her and bring her to the modern age.

12. Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot

oh man. percy de riva (@/crossdressingdeath), my husband's special little guy Sauntar from DND (@/goldencruel), river becker OF COURSE (@/idlenight), amaris ingellvar (@/mournmage), WRYNN THORNE (@/jadeempire), etc etc. so many. i am blessed with many friends with many OCs to cherish.

17. Any OC OTPs?

answered before. im a romance writer at heart so all my guys come with guys who they fall stupidly in love with. of my purely original pairs, my big OTP is vali + davyn. they're literally made for each other but also they're just very good and i just keep coming back to them over and over.

31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

spinning a wheel... DAVYN. okay lmao. davyn comes from a fantasy setting so social media is NOT a thing but if i were to pluck him out of his world and put him in a modern AU, davyn's blog would be a neutral beige + desaturated blue colour scheme and it'd be a super generic like, aesthetic/fashion blog. he'd follow discourse/politics/news blogs but he'd never reblog from them. he has a vent sideblog under a completely different url so it can't be traced back and every few weeks he goes on a posting spree where he just unloads the circumstances of his personal life to a near-doxxing himself level. the sideblog has more followers than his main blog because it's like watching a car crash in slow motion.

[shouldaspunastory]

Bold any that apply to your Muse

~Elgaris "Elegy" Ingellvar~

[ COLORS ] red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green. cobalt blue.

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops. magic.

[ BODY ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. lean. piercing. tattoos. lithe.

[ WEAPONS ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. pyre. teeth. rifles. words.

[ MATERIALS ] gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.

[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. poppies. galaxies. stardust. sky.

[ ANIMALS ] lions. wolves. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. crickets. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. rats. livestock. foxes. bluebirds.

[ FOODS/DRINKS ] sugar. salt. bitter. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. french fries. ambrosia.

[ HOBBIES ] music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. comic books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. flight. climbing. running. freerunning. exploring. riding. throwing knives competitions

[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. shirt. sweater. boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. duster. trenchcoat. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. ties. uniform.

[ MISC ] balloons. bubbles. cityscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. kisses. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. bittersweet. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs. revenge.

[lenorevolkarin]

Meet my Rook! This is Lenore Ingellvar: 32, cat lover, fiercely independent, emotionally guarded, and perpetually curious about the Fade.

As a child, Lenore was lonely, being that she was the only child at the Necropolis. She had a deep well of sadness and longing in her and although she had asked many times, no one at the Necropolis could tell her who her parents were or how she ended up there. One afternoon while strolling the Gardens, Lenore came across a Spirit of Exploration. The Spirit regaled her with stories of busy cities across distant shores. This enchanted Lenore, who had only known the Necropolis. One day, after overhearing a particularly derogatory comment about her orphancy from one of the resident mages, Lenore decided to leave the safety of the Necropolis and make for the streets of Nevarra City.

In Nevarra City, Lenore was able to secure a job as a groundskeeper at the Forsythia family tomb. Much to her surprise, it wasn’t difficult to get the job. As soon as Lenore mentioned coming from the Grand Necropolis and naming some of her caretakers there, she was hired. In her spare time, Lenore enjoyed strolling through the bustling market on the Minanter River. In the autumn, Lenore attended the ancestral pageants and was amused by the Pentaghast-versus-Van Markam rival performances.

After living in Nevarra City for nearly 4 years, Lenore was once again visited by the same Spirit of Exploration she had met in the Gardens. The Spirit brought news of a rumor they had heard: that tensions were rising between 2 undead noble houses, and that war may be imminent. Lenore, having been exposed to the Pentaghast-Van Markam rivalry in the City and the ongoing strife it caused, felt like she needed to go back home and protect it. She shared this desire with the Spirit, who advised her to return home not to fight, but to learn. “Join the Mourn Watch, progress in your studies, and equip yourself should the need arise for you to take up arms.”

Lenore left Nevarra City a few weeks after. She returned to the Grand Necropolis, welcomed warmly by many of the spirits and most of the mages. For the next 6 years, Lenore studied rigorously. She inhaled every tome, scroll, and book she could get her hands on. She also began her combat training, which proved harder than her academic undertakings. Lenore found her footing though, preferring the dagger + Orb techniques over the cumbersome staff. Socially, Lenore was reserved. She had many friendly interactions with fellow students and her professors, and was not unpleasant to be around. But Lenore missed Nevarra City and the diversity of the people there. At the Grand Necropolis, everyone around Lenore had similar tastes and pursuits – there was little to pique her curiousity, at least relationally.

Just when Lenore felt the pull of Nevarra City tugging at her amongst the doldrums of her daily routine, she was visited again by the Spirit of Exploration. Surely, this was no accident. Surely, the Spirit sensed her boredom and would encourage her to leave again, maybe even farther away. But the Spirit instead brought news of that rumor it shared with Lenore those years ago. “The time has come. We hope you’re ready.” The War of the Banners would begin, and Lenore’s entire life during and after would never be the same again.

[jaderavenarts]

Wait, I didn't realize Spite could have different responses to the same dialogue option... what was the differing factor?? Crow vs non-Crow? I'm pretty sure there weren't any flirt options until after this either.

Edit: Comparing notes with friends and the differing factor seems to be gender/pronouns?? I'm so curious what the response to a she/her Rook is if that's the case

[fanfoolishness]

Oooh 2, 4, 6, 8 for the mildly spoily rook asks?

Thank you! <3 Answering for Asla Mercar the dwarf, and elven Liesl Ingellvar.

2. What does Rook think of the Lighthouse?

Asla's seen her share of impressive magical workings, growing up in Minrathous, so the floating bits are not quite as disorienting as they might be otherwise... but she's definitely never seen anything like the Fade, and the fact that the rooms can move and grow, spirits roam the halls, and there is never - ever - dawn or sunset, does disconcert her. She found the aquarium comforting because water was something she could understand a little better, even if she can't let herself think about it too hard.

Liesl finds it a tremendous feat of magical engineering, and often pokes about in the enchantments with Bellara or Emmrich, or follows the behaviors of the wisps with Neve. The Necropolis is such a focused realm of magic that she doesn't know exactly what to do with such a formless, boundless space, but she rather likes the difference.

4. Did they save Minrathous or Treviso from the dragons? Why that city?

Asla saved Minrathous. It was her home, dammit, and she knew from her time with the Shadow Dragons just how deep the rot went and how the Venatori were champing at the bit for any opportunity to surge. She made the decision in an instant, and would do it again a thousand times over... as much as she wept in private about Treviso and the foul blight choking its beautiful canals.

Liesl saved Treviso. She had heard of the fearsome defenses of Minrathrous, the way its mages held ultimate power compared to being consigned to Circles or the Mourn Watch in Nevarra. She was concerned for them but had all faith they would be able to repel a dragon, whereas she had seen how unfortified Treviso was and how the Antaam had simply taken the city with almost no fight. She chose Treviso to aid the civilians, and was horrified and shocked at how extreme the damage in Minrathrous was. Her nightmares now include bodies in the streets, hangings in the markets, Neve's still bruised and battered face staring back at her, cold as ice.

6. Which area of the map is Rook's favourite to visit?

Both Asla and Liesl love the beauty of Arlathan Forest. Asla focuses on the more natural aspects, loving the sound of flowing water, the slight hint of a chill in the breeze, the smells of the towering trees, the wildlife -- though the halla make her uneasy, as they only seem to find sick ones. The magic she finds offputting but feels safer with Bellara to handle the charms and Lace to tell her about the differences in Fereldan and Arlathan nature.

Liesl is entranced by the magic, and tries to wonder what it was when the ancient elves walked the city streets. The sheer amounts of raw magic that clearly were needed to maintain the city boggle her mind. She tries to imagine her magic working in such a way, instead of in the Necropolis, and it defies imagination. Still, it's an interesting thing to wonder, and she often catches her mind drifting to such thoughts beneath the sounds of the breeze in the trees and the flow of the streams and rivers.

8. Does Rook like the room that Harding and Neve assigned to them? Or are they jealous of one of the companions' spaces?

Asla has always liked animals, and the fish entrance her, making it easy to meditate and allow herself to slip into a space where she can speak to Solas. She had only a small flat in the fabrics district of Minrathous, a space cramped and shared with two seamstresses she barely ever saw, so having her own space now feels luxurious. She enjoys decorating it with little trinkets from her travels; little reasons to keep fighting.

Liesl likes her room, being used to staying in the dormitories of the Mourn Watch. Its color palette is similar to the ever-present gloom of the Necropolis, subtly feeling like home even though nothing could be further from the truth. She gets an Antivan coffeemaker for her room after her conversations with Lucanis, trying to get used to drinking coffee, though cioccolata calda remains her favorite; she winds up making her peace with coffee with loads of added cream and sugar, and she drinks it in the night when nightmares stalk her sleep.

[spacetrashpile]

two likes i'm gonna call that an interest check and tell you

so first of all i need to tell you how i've been "playing" veilguard in order to explain where this au came from. i finished inquisition back in late decemeber and immediately wanted to play veilguard. unfortunately, after about a week/week and a half of encountering every single technical difficulty possible (including my wifi router's power getting blown at one point and i'm not even joking), i found that i literally could not run the game. my xbox is too old and my laptop doesn't have a good enough graphics card. i was distraught, and my dear friend @redrobemerle swooped in to save me.

it was already planning on playing veilguard, so it downloaded the game for its own computer (which can run it) and ran two separate rooks, its own rook and mine. whenever we play as my rook, it plays the game and streams it to me over discord and i get to say "please make this decision thank you." since we're playing in a discord call together, we get a peanut gallery as well. specifically, two of our friends, one who's played ever da game and is a huge fan and all the things, and one who has literally never touched a da game. this makes for a truly beautiful peanut gallery as it is, but then it spiraled into an au.

as you might've guessed from the name, we have put all four of our chosen rooks into a pot and said "hey, what if they were all in the game at once." "four rooks? didn't you say once of you hasn't played da?" yeah it's true. we made him make a rook anyways.

those four rooks ARE:

alistair de riva (he/they), my rook. alistair is a mage crow and romancing lucanis.

arul mercar (they/it), my streaming friend's rook. arul is a mage shadow dragon and romancing emmrich.

alhellí ingellvar (she/her), my da afficiando friend's rook. alhellí is a warrior (may be changed to mage) mourn watcher and romancing neve.

and finally, astor laidir (they/them), my da blind friend's rook (i have basically no screenshots of them and i do not know why). astor is a warrior lord of fortune and romancing harding.

yes, all four of us have a names. it started as a coincidence and mostly stayed a coincidence but now it's a bit.

anyways i would like to share three of my favorite anecdotes of these three running around:

while playing through the coffee date scene on alistair's file, we had arul and astor's players watching over my shoulder (because alhellí's player had run to get some food) and constantly ragging on me, with the highlight from arul being "i feel like a fucking voyeur, should i even be here?"

while trying to solve that one puzzle in arlathan where the key to the puzzle is three elven glyphs, bright blue and huge, right above the door, arul's player went "oh, look at the letters above the door? cool can do" and looked ABOVE the bright blue letters to the random red runes that were unrelated to the puzzle. it read out what the shapes looked like to it (river, heart, stonks) and then tried to find them. it could not do that (past the first rune, which managed to somehow be the correct choice). it ran around like a chicken with it's head cut off for two-ish minutes straight until alhellí's player looked at the screen and went "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING". upon realizing what the mistake was the call was in absolute shambles for like 10 minutes. the slow turn to see the actual and extremely obvious key for the door was peak comedy.

infinite drowning glitch. this is technically unrelated to the au but since it was on arul's file i'm using this as an excuse to post the clip. the quality on the video kinda sucks but i think you can figure out what's happening in it regardless.

i have a few other videos of us playing through various side quests, and i wanna collect some of my favorite clips that i have (such as, while walking into the pantry to find a note and no lucanis, me going "I SWEAR TO GOD DO NOT PULL A BLACKWALL ON ME" and "COULD YOU PLEASE WALK UP STAIRS NORMALLY FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE") but yeah. everyone look at my sillies.

i don’t think i actually have any dragon age followers but let’s pretend. do you guys wanna hear about my friends’ and i’s veilguard au (we call it the four rooks au so i think you can guess what’s going on in there)

[jaderavenarts]

While I was making all my current/future Rooks in the standalone cc a little while ago, I ended up deciding to redo River's playthrough partly to respec him as a he/they nb (congrats on coming out a second time River lol) and partly to use my newly finished Adaar as his Inquisitor for qunari 🤝 qunari solidarity... I'll come back for you soon Bellara 💕

[jaderavenarts]

I worked so hard so I'm treating myself to finally playing a bit more of my second Veilguard playthrough and I just got to the first flirts with Bellara 🥺💕

[jaderavenarts]

6 for the Rook questions! :D

6: What companion are they platonically close with?

Aster de Riva: Bellara! I'm actually not sure what it was exactly but they really platonically gravitated towards her. I think it's a combo of her lightheartedness and analytical mind that they really connect with. I also remember having a moment where I was like "ooh I want to romance her" and Aster was like "not me tho."

River Ingellvar: He might end up the inverse of Aster's relationships because I think he and Lucanis are gonna platonically get along really well lol (I left off right before recruiting him so we'll see)

Adaia Laidir: I'm less sure with her but since she'll romance Neve I wanna say maybe Harding or Davrin.........

Thank you for the ask!! 💜

(Link to questions)