#rook is in fade jail

[partially-controlled-chaos]

A WIP Wednesday so late that I'm actually on time

Because I lack all concept of time, the wonderful @gingervitus tagged me in WIP Wednesday last week and I'm just now getting around to it so like technically I am on time (I'm very sorry I promise I didn't forget). Thank you for the tag!! I may be late, but I do love a WIP Wednesday because it makes me accountable to someone other than myself. So please accept my apology in the form of a snippet for the chapter I'm currently working on for the "Rook is stuck in the Fade and Lucanis is Not Okay" fic that I've been lingering on for far too long. It has a name I swear.

Lucanis rolled his neck as his stretched his arm across his chest, his fingers flexing as the muscles in his shoulders began to strain. He held the position for a few breaths, closing his eyes as he focused on each slow inhale and exhale, clearing his mind for whatever may lie ahead. After repeating the motion on the opposite side, he focused on stretching his legs by taking low and deep lunges down the length of the pantry and back again until he was standing beside his cot. Spite followed beside him, not mimicking the motions considering a demon had no need of loosening muscle and limbs, but keeping pace. 

In order to lay siege to Minrathous and somehow wrestle the dagger out of Solas’s grasp to rescue Rook, both demon and man needed to be in sync and think as one. They had no time for arguing and a mistake could cost them their one chance at finding Rook. Spite watched silently as Lucanis bent forwards and practically folded himself in half, hugging his shins close to his chest to stretch out the remaining muscles in his back. He continued his slow, practiced breathing until his warm up ritual was finally complete.

We need. To make. An agreement. Spite finally spoke as Lucanis began dressing himself in his leathers. The demon perched himself on Lucanis’s bed; squatting on top of the shaggy blanket as he looked up to the assassin. Lucanis briefly met his gaze as he pulled his leathers from where they were folded at the foot of the bed and gave the demon a quick nod.

“We do.” He replied simply as he tugged on his trousers, “We have to understand each other if we want this to work.” He tucked the tails of his shirt into the trousers, smoothing out the material before fastening the buttons at his waste. He slipped the outer piece of armor on over his head and was met with an intense violet radiating from his cot.

Kill Solas. Make him bleed. Make him hurt. Find Rook! A rather wicked smile spread across Spite’s lips at the thought of slicing and splitting Solas from tip to toe. The demon pulsed with color, his excitement evident on his face and in his aura. 

“Eventually. We need to find the dagger first. We will take it from Solas and give it to Emmrich. He’ll know how to use it to find Rook.” Next came the belts at his waist. Each was synched tightly and fastened methodically to ensure they were secured properly. 

After he tucked the tails of the belts into themselves, Lucanis began slipping his knives into their usual holsters. Some were more obvious than others in their location. The ones strapped to the insides of his boots came first, the metal sliding easily against the leather, and the ones on his waist came next. He has spent the first days of Rooks absence sharpening his knifes to pristine points and edges, probably sharper than he’d ever gotten them, but still he checked each dagger before sliding them into pace. They had to be sharp and deadly, ready for battle and ready to save Rook. He could not allow himself to fail on something so precious. Lucanis clicked full vials of poison into the slots on his chest before securing the final knife to his chest.

And then. We kill? Spite asked as Lucanis secured his cape along his shoulder, the material almost kissing the ground as he swayed with his movements. 

“Yes.” Lucanis said as he made eye contact with Spite, slipping on his gloves in the process, “Then we kill.”

We have a. Contract! Very good. The wicked smile returned to Spite’s lips and, for the first time since Rook slipped into the Fade, Lucanis allowed himself one as well.

[rookamell]

Rook also thinks they're expendable btw. They're reckless and they throw themsleves into danger because they're not the main event in their eyes. Varric told them to take care of the team. They're his second in command. They'll get the team into position to end the gods- whatever it takes. It's why they jump into being bait at Weisshaupt. It's why they throw themsleves into danger at every oppertunity. It's why they never complain and don't mind making the hard decisions. It's because they're expendable, unlike the people they've recruited.

[rookinthecrownest]

Woe, fanfic preview be upon ye

[cafepietra]

this was @haedia's idea

[pallasj]

Rewatching the Lucanis romance scene prior to Tearstone Island and,

(Oh, Lucanis really came close to finding out huh?)

[nihm-lavellan]

I kinda like solrook but in a tragic way

[elcor-thespian]

I don’t spend really anytime in Solavellan spaces so maybe this is already a thing, but have we explored a Lavellan meeting Rook with the intention of finding Solas but falling in love with them and at the end having to choose between new possibilities or the familiar?

Because I think that could be fun.

[rookintheforgottenrealms]

Was tagged by the lovely @dell-amor-te for a Sunday Snippet (although I'm a few days early, or many days late) hehe.

Enjoy this lil snippet of Part IV of the Rook In Fade Jail Fic! Which I'm still painstakingly working on! It's coming folks!

Tagging @thewardenisonthecase @juneiper-art @lightan117 and @hawkeish and any other writing mutuals who'd like to participate (as usual no pressure hehe <3)

[crossdressingdeath]

WAIT.

SOLAS FUCKING CASTLED US.

[cow-wizard]

Gilsah of clan Lavellan, my warrior Grey Warden, aka my Inquisitor Rion 'Stabby' Lavellan's mom

[taamlok]

Veilguard Tumblr Stats: The Results

In December I ran a Google Form looking to compare the official Bioware player statistics to those of the tumblr fandom. I received 3031 unique responses, and am now making the results available to you! This was a solo endeavor and I'm so grateful to every single one of you for your participation! All I ask in return is that we keep it positive: this was a fun project, let's keep it that way!

The results are in graphic form under the cut (alt text is available for every graphic). I have also captioned them with the official Bioware stats for comparison purposes where applicable. You can view the raw data in the form of a Google Sheet here. Please note that these results contain major endgame spoilers.

Thank you again, please reblog for reach!

Bioware did not provide hard numbers, but their ranking is: Neve, Lucanis, Taash, Harding, Bellara, Davrin, Emmrich

Bioware stats: 44% freed the archive spirit, 56% kept the archive spirit; 54% had Emmrich become a lich, 46% saved Manfred

Bioware stats: 33% sent the griffons to the Wardens, 67% sent the griffons to Arlathan

Bioware stats: 22% forgave Illario, 78% sent Illario to jail; 21% had Taash embrace Qunari culture, 79% had Taash embrace Rivaini culture

Bioware stats: 39% had Neve become an inspiration, 61% had Neve become a protector; 16% had Harding embrace anger, 84% had Harding embrace calm

Bioware stats: 22% banished the mayor to the Grey Wardens, 36% saved him, 42% left him for dead; 64% punched the First Warden, 36% reasoned with him

Bioware stats: 49% saved Minrathous, 51% saved Treviso

Bioware stats: 46% for Davrin as the distraction team leader, 54% for Harding as the distraction team leader; 58% had Bellara shut down the wards, 42% had Neve shut down the wards

Bioware only provided top 3 picks for each: Emmrich, Neve and Bellara are top 3 for unravelling the wards and Lucanis, Taash and Emmrich are top 3 for going after the Venatori. Please also note that these questions were optional on the Google Form and was not answered by all respondents.

Bioware only provided top 3 picks for each: Taash, Davrin, and Emmrich are top 3 for fighting the Juggernaut and Taash, Davrin, and Harding are top 3 for the counter-attack. Please also note that these questions were optional on the Google Form and was not answered by all respondents.

Bioware stats: 3% sacrificed Rook, 8% fought Solas, 17% outsmarted Solas, and 72% redeemed Solas; 43% of those who redeemed Solas had the inquisitor join him in the Fade

Bioware stats: 31% played rock, paper, scissors with Manfred; 50% petted Assan

Bioware stats: Human at 43%, Elf at 40%, Qunari at 11%, Dwarf at 6%

Bioware stats: Grey Wardens at 24%, Shadow Dragons at 24%, Antivan Crows at 16%, Veil Jumpers at 15%, Lords of Fortune at 11%, Mourn Watch at 10%

Bioware only provided stats for the three core classes: Mage at 40%, Rogue at 30%, and Warrior at 30%

[arlathen]

solas is the devil on rook's shoulder and the inquisitor is the angel, actually, but unfortunately the devil and angel are making out and fucking nasty style and if you ask the angel what the best course of action is she just says "idk ask solas, he's usually right about things"

[tamwritesstuff]

for anyone in need of a little bit of angst, here's a snippet of the conversation between lucanis and viago after crow!rook gets stuck in fade jail :)

Lucanis strides into the Cantori Diamond looking like death.

The casino is bustling with activity as usual. The movement of people, the clinking of glasses, the sound of coins exchanging hands. It almost makes it seem like any other day. Lucanis knows it’s not. He had never enjoyed places like this — not the way Illario did — and even being on the top floor of the casino, above all that noise didn’t make him any more comfortable. Still, he had always found the time to greet some of the other Crows wandering about the room, even if it was just a quick nod. Now, fledglings flinch away as he walks past them not paying them any mind.

Teia sees him approach from the other corner of the room, and something in her posture seems to relax. “Thank the Maker!” she exclaims, running to meet him. “What in Andraste’s name happened, Lucanis? You sent word you were all going to an island to stop some ritual and then we didn’t hear from you in days!” she frowns, “and after the things we’ve been hearing from Minrathous—”

Lucanis can feel her anxious gaze on him, waiting for a response but he has no words for her. He closes his eyes, chest roaring with pain. Joder. Caterina’s training hadn’t prepared him for this. All his life he had measured suffering in broken bones and stab wounds. Now his heart is faced with a loss so devastating it reverberates through his entire being.

“Lucanis?” Teia calls softly, almost startling him.

“Ghilan’nain’s been slain” he manages to say at last. The only good news he has to offer. She makes a sound of surprise, turns to look at Viago only to find him already looking at them. There’s a dangerous glint in his eyes as he stares at Lucanis.

“Where’s Rook?” he asks, voice deceptively calm.

Lucanis goes still, grief and pain wreaking havoc inside of him. He doesn’t know what expression is reflected on his face but it must be enough to convey what his words cannot because Viago takes a step back. “No,” he says and there’s a sharpness in his tone, a denial that Lucanis knows all too well. “No” he repeats, turning his back and leaning his hands on the table for support.

Teia stares at them, horrified, “How—”

Spite growls. He tricked her! He took her away from us!

Lucanis can feel the demon’s anger like a mirror to his own, a painful, angry thing wanting to be let out and ravage the entire room. And yet when he speaks the words are deadly soft. “The Dread Wolf betrayed us, betrayed her” The words are a new kind of pain. He pauses, hoping that if he doesn’t breathe too deeply he won’t feel the hollow echo of his empty chest. “He trapped her in the Fade”

Viago turns abruptly. He doesn’t make any move to strike, but there’s a cold violence to his gaze, like the silent swish of a blade right before it draws blood. They stare at each other for a moment, neither of them moving. Then Viago's face changes, hard blankness breaking for a moment to reveal the feelings beneath. Loathing.

[hoboblaidd]

varric i changed my mind please take full custody of both adoptive daughters its NOT SAFE FOR THEM

I’m personally having a great time tormenting @hoboblaidd with the consequences of Solas’ own actions.

[zaahvi]

well that's one way to find out rook broke free of fade jail

[rookinthecrownest]

How I imagine Solas and Rook’s dynamic while he’s trapped in Fade Jail