#sataareth adaar

[casimania]

Aahh remember my first Dragon Age worldstate where played an Amell Warden and wanted to kinda link Hawke’s look to him to since they were distantly related so here’s two gingers with light eyes? But THEN I was into redheads again and I couldn’t miss the opportunity to have yellow eyes so Adar came along as yet another bright eyed ginger!

But do you want to know who else I played in my redheads phase? Mass Effect, Shepard joins the club lmao

Gingers save the universe again I guess?

[wicclan]

adaar, during Absolution: looks out the window of Dorian's room to see explosions in the distance

adaar: pulls the duvet back over his horns and goes back to sleep

[ladydarksbane]

Sataareth Adaar

[marvel1012]

A few of my Inquisitors that may make an appearance in DATV:

Yara Lavellan, my canon Solasmancer and default world state

Sarrell Travelyan, Herald of Andraste

Sataareth Adaar, I did my best y'all XD

Daryn Cadash

And here are a couple of them recreated in the BG3 CC:

Thought I had done my Lavellan too but can't find the screenshot now ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[justabrowncoatedwench]

My OCs & Their Progeny in 9:52 Dragon

This is before any birthdays.

Hero of Ferelden

Queen Milena Cousland, 40 -m- King Alistair Theirin, 41

Crown Princess Elena Theirin, 17

Prince Cedric Theirin, 14

Kalliana Tabris, 39 -m- Zevran Arainai, 46

numerous ex-Crow novices, maybe a bio kid or two?

Marek Mahariel, 43 -m- Morrigan, 47

Kieran Mahariel, 19

Alanna (of Trebond) Surana, 40 -m- Zevran Arainai, 46

Thom, 16

Alan & Alianne, 14

Champion of Kirkwall

Arienne Hawke, 46 -m- Anders, 52

Bethandra Hawke, 12

younger children post-DAI?

Viscountess Yvanna Hawke-Vael, 46 -m- Prince Sebastian Vael, 44

Prince Carver Vael, 12

Prince Andrew Vael, 8

Daine (Sarrasri) Hawke, 46 -m- Anders (aka Numair), 52

Sarralyn, 19

Rikash, 18

Inquisitor

Tanith Trevelyan, 39 -m- Cullen Rutherford, 40

Nathan Rutherford, 7

Haven & Hope Rutherford, 3

Kadan Adaar, 43 -m- Iron Bull, 48

Asaaranda, 8

Sataareth, 6

Talanaan, 5

Atishavir Lavellan, 41 -LI- Solas

Samahlfen Lavellan, 9

Renanlas Lavellan, 4

Revassan Lavellan, 37 -m- Dorian Pavus, 40

several freed slave children subsequently adopted by the Daddies Warbuck

Countess Alyssana Lavellan, 36 -m- Count Joslen Campana, 41

Saffron Campana, 6

Rosemary Campana, 1

Basil Campana, newborn/born this year

(Amandine Campana, b. 9:55)

Bonus Round - My AU Fanfic Continuity:

HsoF: CP Elena Theirin, 17, P Cedric Theirin, 14; Kieran Mahariel, 19

Champion: Bethandra Hawke, 12

Inquisitor: AU Solona Amell, 42 -m- Cullen, 40 -> Niall, 7, Regan, 6, Dalya, 4, Meira, 1

[awesomechipz]

Dorian I love you, but please get your head out of my armpit.

Solas my eyes are up here >:(

Excuse me, but why am I short?

In all seriousness though, I wouldn’t trade my first playthrough of this game for any of the other inquisitors,

[khiroptera]

my dragon age protags on the mage/templar debate

Kara Brosca (rogue): “I don’t think I understand the situation enough to really have an opinion, but I know all about being judged just for being born a certain way. I’ve heard that some Circles are nice, but I will never support a Circle that hurts their mages.”

Finnvara Mahariel (rogue): “The Dalish are proof enough that there’s no need to imprison mages. We teach them our ways and the clans are all the safer. I couldn’t imagine growing up without a Keeper’s guidance and protection.”

Garrett Hawke (rogue): “Some non-mages turn to murder and rape. We don’t imprison all non-mages for it. Why should we treat mages any differently, just because some turn to blood magic and demons? Mages deserve freedom, end of story.”

Marian Hawke (mage): “I do think mages pose a certain inherent risk to society, but I don’t think the Chantry’s system works. The knowledge and education are good, but stealing children from their families? What about all the stories of abuse at templar hands? There must be a better way.”

Sataareth Adaar (warrior): “I’m not a mage and I’ve not been to any of the Circles, but the idea of a Circle makes sense to me. However, I don’t agree with the rampant fear and distrust of mages. They deserve respect and a comfortable place to hone their talents, not a prison.”

Gwenneth Lavellan (mage): “I’m a mage among the Dalish. Whatever stories I’ve heard, I’ve never witnessed any of my people become abominations. The Circle should be destroyed, and the shemlens could learn a thing or two about how we educate our mages.”

[kaaras-adaar-a]

⭐️- Stargazing - Sataareth. (If such isn’t an issue, of course!)

Send a symbol for your muse to find mine…

The Inquisitor was leaning against the ledge of the parapet, the night sky illumination the fortress beneath. The moons were full, and the stars were bright, and this high up in the mountain range, everything was so crystal clear. He could have counted the stars, if he had the time... Maybe it was a good idea that he didn’t have the time, otherwise his OCD would have him counting stars until dawn.

He didn’t rightfully notice the heavy thuds of the other qunari’s footsteps as he made his way up the stairs. Only when a shadow made itself present, was he started from his gazing, looking over his shoulder and leaning his elbows back off the stone.

“Oh... Sataareth, if my memory serves me well, yes? Was there something you needed?” He’d only met the other man once, and it had been tripping over his feet. This was much preferred, even if (again) the qunari had caught him off guard. 

[ataash-varin-katara-blog]

[wicclan]

Let me tell you a tale about a warden, a champion, and an inquisitor... 🗡

[ladydarksbane]

**Character Expo**

I've been playing DAI since it came out in 2014. I can't even begin to recall the number of complete playthroughs I've made. There have been A LOT!! I had a huge folder of save files and screenshots, but lost it in a HDD failure. Luckily I had some of my faves backed up on a separate drive. I thought I'd post some of those Inquisitors here:

Uriah Lavellan - modded Elven Circle Mage playthru - not Dalish - born in Kirkwall Alienage, magic manifested at age 6, sent to the Gallows, transferred to the Ostwick Circle as an apprentice - lived there until the circles disbanded. Believes he is the Herald of Andraste. Rode the Bull. Took the power from the Well of Sorrows.

Assan Lavellan - Archer Tempest - Romanced Cassandra, convinced her to rebuild the Seekers. Leliana became Divine Victoria. 

Kataar Adaar - Pyromancer and Knight Enchanter, doesn't believe in Gods - though he helped Cassandra become the Divine because he believed in her. My all time fave DAI character. He's my canon Inquisitor.

Ash Adaar - Warrior Reaver - romanced Cassandra, Celene rules Orlais with Briala (reconciled them).

Asharaas Adaar - Warrior Reaver - fell for Dorian. Also doesn't believe in Gods. Never claimed to be the Herald. Gaspard is Emperor, but Briala is the power behind the throne.

Ashkost Adaar - Warrior Champion - fell for Josephine's gentle grace and dueled Lord Otranto for her hand. (I love that duel) Chose the Templars over the Mages and made Vivienne the Divine.

Kathas Adaar - (I used a mod that gave him multiplayer Saarebas magic in sp so he had some really cool magic, unfortunately it would crash if you tried to enter Redcliffe/Hushed Whispers quest so that meant he had to do Champions of the Just, the Templar quest. I like it, though, because of Ser Barris. And Calpernia.) He did disband the Templar order and had them join the Inquisition as free allies, though. And through the Choose Your Divine mod, Leliana became Divine. Kathas romanced Dorian, and punched Solas. At the end of Trespasser, he told Solas he would stop him. 

Verush Adaar - Warrior Reaver - romanced Cassandra, let Celene die and made Gaspard emperor of Orlais, exiled the Grey Wardens (cus Cassandra said to send them away), Left Blackwall in jail when the truth of who he was and what he did came out, allied with the templars, Cassandra became Divine. 

Sataareth Adaar - Rogue Assassin - romanced Dorian. Very minimal in recruiting, said No to Bull (because Ben-Hassrath) and Vivienne(due to her views on magic) Also did not recruit Blackwall. Doesn’t like Solas. Doesn’t believe in Gods or religion. Freed the mages at Redcliffe. Chose Gaspard as sole Emperor of Orlais. Leliana will be Divine.

Azure Adaar - Mage, didn’t specialize (due to an Unlock Specs mod.. he used them all) Romanced Josephine. Vivienne made Divine

Akasha Adaar - Archer Assassin - never finished her playthrough, she made it to Skyhold, was romancing Blackwall, made it through Wicked Eyes, Wicked Hearts and then I got bored so I created a new character and never went back to her. Don't have the save files any more.

Alexander Trevelyan - Archer Tempest - Dorian romance, made Celene, Gaspard and Briala work together for the betterment of the Empire, freed the mages, allied with the Wardens, Leliana is Divine. 

Jace, Jacoby and Vaughn Trevelyan - Warrior, Rogue, Mage, romances were Josephine, Cassandra and Cullen (used the Bi Cullen mod). IIRC, Jace went the Templar route while Jacoby and  Vaughn went the mage route. The mages were freed, and Templar order became allies of the Inquisition. Ser Barris became Knight-Commander. The Grey Wardens also became allies of the Inquisition. In 2 of those pt's, Leliana became Divine and the other was Cassandra. In all 3, Celene, Gaspard and Briala were made to work together. 

Kesh Cadash - she's one of 2 dwarves I've ever played. Never played a male dwarf in Inquisition and probably never will. LOL Kesh - she's a little cutie - Dual Daggers/Assassin - romanced Blackwall - tried to convince him that even those that have lived a life of crime can better themselves (after all she did, given her background with the Carta), she reconciled Celene and Briala, allied with the Templars, and allied with the Grey Wardens. She made Vivienne Divine. 

Orana - This was a head-canon playthru. Orana was not from the Dalish or from Clan Lavellan. She was an npc plucked straight from Dragon Age 2. Orana is the elven slave Hawke can save while helping Fenris track down Magister Hadriana during Act 2. My head-canon for this one was that Hawke sent her to the Divine Conclave at the Temple of Sacred Ashes in his stead as his spy. And she ends up with the mark on her hand.  I wrote a good bit of a short fanfic about her becoming the Herald of Andraste.  So in the image of her that I posted, Varric is giving her the side-eye because he knows who she is and he's waiting until Cassandra is out of earshot to ask her why Hawke thought sending her here was a good idea.

Estelle Trevelyan- My head-canon for her is that she sought something more for herself than joining the Chantry as many in her family had. She asked to be allowed study at the University of Orlais, but that was denied to her. So she ran away and ended up joining the Qun, becoming one of the many viddithari.  Her Besrathari (trainer) was called Meerad, and by the time her training ended, he named her Asaara. Despite the fact that she had left her noble family behind, she headed to the Conclave as Estelle Trevelyan in order to gather information. What she wasn't expecting was to end up with a magical mark on her hand and everyone calling her the "Herald of Andraste."

Mirisa Lavellan - My head-canon for her is that her mother was Dalish, but left the clan and dallied for a time with a city born elf. Mirisa's mother returned to the clan a few years later with Mirisa in tow. Soon after returning to Clan Lavellan, her mother passed away and Mirisa found herself in the care of her aunt. Her upbringing was rough because she never felt like she belonged. Despite this, she became one of the best hunters the clan had. She volunteered to go to the shem Conclave instead of them sending their first.

[marvel1012]

It's a glow up! Welcome back, Sataareth Adaar!

[wiistfulls-blog]

@ataash-varin-katara | liked for a starter call from anyone                                             and got cillan

                              “Thought all’a them mages what was Qun had, uh...” Cillan gestured to his own mouth. He didn’t know the word for it, if there was.

        “Like mendin’. Thread in the mouth.”

[awesomechipz]

A doodle of my heroes of Thedas to help me with my art block

How it'd look in a dragon age cutscene:

[atypicalacademic]

Kith

(A/N: Though her parents and kin have left Seheron due to the war making them fear for their lives, Jabeen Adaar and her Valo-Kas grew up in a community in Free Marches who still abide by the teachings of the Qun as best as they can. As such, they consider themselves Qunari, rather than Tal-Vashoth. Hesra Adaar belongs to @greyvvardenfell)

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Warnings: all the npcs are fuckin racist to qunari man it pissed me off

*

The Rivaini say that Qunari have a certain kindness to them, or at least a conspicuous lack of cruelty. -From In Pursuit of Knowledge: The Travels of a Chantry Scholar, by Brother Genitivi.

*

Haven was a war Jabeen waged alone.

Pressing with both hands to calm her aching temples, she had prepared herself the quiet armour that she wore beneath her vitaar. The solid, tired resilience she grew like second skin, of gritting her teeth and straightening her back when they demanded that she bow her head, shrink herself, hide her horns instead.

She steeled herself with a steady breath, chanting enough of what her Tama had taught her to drown out what would begin with the morning, from the subtle flinch of the quartermaster to an arched brow of surprise at the War Table when she let her voice carry more than they wished it to.

Val Royeaux still twisted like knives between her ribs, every word hurled across the cobbled streets gathering dirt in the grooves of her plates, stains clinging even when she washed her hair and her palms again and again and again until they froze and shrivelled.

"That horned thing was drenched in the Divine's blood."

Maraas kata.

"We don't back away from you oxmen."

Maraas shokra.

"I didn't expect you to be-"

Anaan esaam qun.

*

They arrived at dawn, before the first rays of burning sunrise made its way through Jabeen's window, burnishing the wooden cabin, and drawing her from an exhausted slumber.

They arrived with their heads lifted, their weapons strapped to their back, scarred skin streaked with vitaar beneath the coat of another layer against the cold.

Lost in her effort to scan through the crowd for a safe place to stand, Jabeen would have mistaken Hesra's snowy curls for snow itself, or an apparition cast from her own hunger and homesickness. Had Hesra not turned, tentatively, always startled by a gaze upon her, even one so familiar.

Had Dilrosh not followed, pushing through the small crowd gathered to whisper about them, striding through the space between them, his staff clutched in his hand.

Then the rest, Mehak with her bow, Geetar with his sword and shield, Behar with her spear planted like a flag in the ankle-deep snow.

And just so, the cruel, cold grip of despondency shattered like thin ice.

She was alive again.

*

"Shanedan, Sataareth. You look like you've seen a ghost." Dilrosh smiled at her, and rolled his eyes when Jabeen touched his shoulder to make sure he wouldn't vanish into mist.

Sataareth. That was the title they had given her. Who she was. Enforcer, not merely in strength but their rallying cry- their refuge from harm and the home of all their homes.

She looked past him at Hesra, who stood a pace away, half-hiding behind Geetar, who was the only one tall enough to shield her. Other than Jabeen herself.

"Are you alright, kadan?" Jabeen's voice was thick with tears she hadn't let fall. "I worried so much for you."

She was rewarded with a tentative smile and a nod. It warmed her twice-frozen heart as sure as Hesra's healing hands.

Who she was. Trusted. Prized.

"Ah, here we are." Geetar cut her off before she could press further. "Playing favorites with the mages again."

Jabeen sniffed, with a shaky smile, reaching up to tug his ear. "I do not play favourites."

"Hey, the Templars would've taken me, as well." Dilrosh summoned a small flame to his fingertips.

Jabeen's face fell, and her lip trembled. "Don't even joke about it. I would've lost all of you."

It was the sickening terror she'd opened her eyes to in that horrid dark cell, overtaking any thought of her own fate, or even the damned tear in her hand. It was the first phrase that rose to her lips when she could summon her voice speak to the Seeker. A demand, a threat, knowing full well what demands and threats would inflict upon her at the hands of humans. "Where are the Valo-Kas? What did you do to them?"

Dilrosh winced, instantly setting his magic aside to lay both hands on her shoulder. "Jabeen, no. We're fine. No injury our Hesra couldn't patch up." His eyes glazed over with a pain that mirrored hers. "We were so scared we lost you."

Who she was. To her kin, she could not be lost.

Jabeen steadied herself, meeting their eyes in turn. "You haven't."

"Don't we know it." Mehak relaxed, though behind her, Hesra's brows were furrowed in concern. "We knew you wouldn't abandon us, Sataareth."

"I should've never accepted this. This job endangered all of you. I should've-"

"Sataareth." Behar rolled her eyes. "We're not scared of humans."

"I know, but-"

"The sky's torn open. Where d'you think is safer than at the side of the woman who can close it?" Geetar set aside his shield. "Sataareth kadan hass-toh issala ebasit. You are kadan to us, and there is no duty for us away from you."

"So you'll...stay?"

"What did he just say?" Mehak teased. "Besides, I hear the Bull's Chargers were asking after this- Inquisition. If they chip in, and we don't? You won't let us be shown up by competition, would you?"

Jabeen sighed fondly, relaxing into Dilrosh's open arms, then kissing Mehak on the cheek. Relief washed over her like water, running her clean of bleeding wounds swifter than a stream, leaving only fading scars in their wake.

*

Hesra ran a careful eye over her, looking for injuries she'd neglected out of habit. The question in that look was silent, but Jabeen knew they all waited for an answer.

"It's..the usual."

Dilrosh's jaw clenched, and Behar's hand flew to her spear.

Jabeen shrugged. She had taught them by example to never hide their pain. "At best, they treat me like eight feet of muscle and a pair of horns they can't do without. At worst..." Her gaze slid to Hesra, whose frown deepened, her eyes gentled with an old sadness. "Well. You know."

Mehak touched the base of her own broken horn, then tucked a strand of Jabeen's hair behind her ear.

They did. How it burns her, how it saves her, that they did.

*

"You would..." Cassandra blinked, sharing a glance with the Commander looming behind her. "Have them stay?"

Jabeen clenched her fists by her sides. "Yes."

"They are an impressive force, Cassandra." Leliana ventured a smile. "Why do you think I hired them for the Conclave in the first place?"

"We will need to consider it."

"Consider all you like." Jabeen straightened to her full height, the tip of her black horns glinting in the morning sun, flanked by her company who had fallen to place behind her. "But know this." She held up her hand, a flash of glowing green to remind them of what they stand to lose. "Where my kith go, I follow."

Cullen ran a hand through his hair, letting out a breath. "I...see."

"Do you?"

Jabeen levelled her gaze at Cassandra, who held her silence for a moment more, and nodded.

*

Hesra's voice carried no higher than the breeze, but reached inward as a tree to its roots, and she smiled as Jabeen joined in, murmuring words they always had to stave off cold and fear and loneliness, the pain of battle and the wounds of all the world.

"Meraad astaarit, meraad itwasit, aban aqun."

[khiroptera]

29DoS: Day 24 -- Dorian/Inquisitor Adaar (Dragon Age)

i don’t know what else to say except that my adaar was like a sweet, humorous prince charming and i miss him :’( and i miss dorian and i’m still not drawing armor you can’t make me bioware