#tarasyl'nin

[tarasylnin-lavellan]

the sapphire queen of the unseelie court

My character is taking shape! I am so pleased with it so far. Funny enough ladies *love* this character lol.

Behold mortals! The Queen walks in the physical realm!

[aamputation]

Veilguard - Auroche "Rook" Ingellvar

They/He, dual-wielding Mourn Watch rogue. Auroche is 44 years old, but feisty and full of spunk. They were found wandering the Necropolis as a young child, and being raised by a bunch of sassy Undead was a pivotal moment in his upbringing.

They were instantly charmed by the Professor, having crossed paths only once before at a lecture he'd attended, not for the first time wishing they'd been born with magic, if only to be able to experience the things they theorize about firsthand.

⚠️!! Spoilers below cut, for Emmerich's romance route & endgame !! ⚠️

Auroche found family, something they'd not really considered for themself, as a quirky death-obsessed Qunari. But now he has a husband, and a goofy skeleton son.

Killing Ghilan'nain carried a heavy price, not only of loss but of betrayal. They'd suspected Solas from the beginning, but the longer they spent in the prison crafted of regrets, it became clearer the turmoil it cast upon Fen'harel. With help from old faces, Auroche managed to let go of his regrets, reaching back for the loving hands that sought them.

Despite many losses, including Harding, Auroche prevailed and Elgar'nan met his death at the end of Solas' dagger.

Faced with the reality he'd created, the sudden appearance of Mythal, who forgave and released him from service, Solas ultimately chose to atone, alone in the fade. Auroche, the Inquisitor (Tarasyl'nin Lavellan, did not romance Solas) and Rook's party witnessed his self-banishment, and his promise of attempting to soothe the Blight.

ANYWAY! This was my very first play through and HOLY SHIT did I have fun with it. I have my grievances about the game, but I also understand the amount of tomfoolery brought about by the game getting cancelled not once but twice and how much everyone scrambled to fix it all. Am I sad and upset I couldn't import more from the Keep? Absolutely. But there's actually quite a few nods to canon events (even if it takes some extra paying attention) so I can say I'm satisfied for now.

I'm working on my second play through, Betizu "Rook" Laidir, Qunari sword-and-shield Reaper and a soft spot for Lucanis, with two more characters waiting in the wings.

[much-vexed-glowy-mimic]

Ok

ok

I think

I think

I think I actually have Yion's background down and it makes him an actual inhabitant of Thedas! It's taken 10 years bUT I HAVE THE BASTARD DOWN

Spoilers for Veilguard, but I'm mostly just figuring stuff out.

-Points to the Evanuris-

-Points to the Forgotten Ones- Can we kinda assume both these group kinda sorta did same thing? Or no? I don't know if Veilguard mentions it?

I'm thinking Yion is either an Evanuris or a Forgotten One. (leaning more towards Evanuris because we know more about them.) Evanuris.

Because it explains a few things. (To me, I mean)

-why he's so fucking volatile. He's a spirit made flesh and he's basically become corrupted. Not by Blight, mind. (I'm pointing to Solas who basically acknowledges he's corrupt himself, given the name he's chosen)

-Why he destroys every major organization he gets near. They're either a threat to him, his Inquisition or he can't use their people for some reason or he just doesn't like them. (The Templars, the Chantry, the Seekers.) -Why he's so possessive of the Inquisition and its people. It's his little mini religion/cult.

Thing is, Yion treats everybody perfectly fine, which is likely why they're likely fanatical about him and the Inquisition. In a lot of cases, he's the only person to show others kindness or the only one willing to help out.

-He can rally people like nobody else can and it just installs a fanaticism in people? He might have lost nearly all his political power in 10 years, but it doesn't matter. He's the one who got things done and the people remember. -Why he and the Inquisition is the single fucking thing holding the South together 10 years later. -Why he wants to murder Solas so fucking much.

Yeah. He's an Evanuris. This is the only background he accepts. ------

Moving on...

What I'm not sure about:

-How he's out and about by Inquisition. He obviously wasn't imprisoned with the other Evanuris, but he was imprisoned.

-He wasn't around when the others murdered Mythal.

Working idea:

Solas imprisoned Yion/Taral first. Both as a rehearsal for the Big One and to make this prison an "anchor" for the main prison. When Yion's prison was destroyed, the Evanuris' prison started to crumble.

Question is, did Yion get out because of the explosion at Temple of Sacred Ashes, somehow get his hands on the Orb or was he freed at some other point and went after Corypheus because he has the Orb?

Realistically, he's been freed at some point, can't remember anything, caught sight of the Orb and chased down Cory to the temple and kicked open the door to get the Orb? Follows the game. (Not sure who let him out. Or how. Maybe the prison was just imperfect?)

-His eyes. I'm not sure he has naturally green eyes or that's the Mark's doing. I'm inclined to say it's the Mark.

--- -Yion doesn't remember his past/origin and his amnesia lasts for quite some time. He's both traumatized by what happened to him and sleeping that long has just plainly fucked with his memory. (Solas' prison might have done that damage unintentionally. Going by the cutscene, Solas wants them to sleep.)

-He can remember some items tho. He'd be completely frantic upon seeing the Orb and will outright break somebody's arm to get it.

He can recognize Mythal on sight and promptly has a small break down over it. (Morrigan thinks it's just the typical "elf meeting their god"kind of thing, but realizes it's something far more serious when he starts babbling to Flemeth in perfect elvish.)

Notes:

-Yion's other name (real name?) is Taral Tarasyl'nin. (Standing, rising+storm, tempest, according to Project Elvhen: An Elvhen Lexicon). I shortened it to Taral Tara (which just means Standing Stand/Rising Rise? I wasn't thinking, clearly). -I'm not sure where I got "Yion" from originally and I don't know why he gives himself that name. Or when. It's the name he gives the Inquisition. -He loves plants. He really loves Elfroot. He's the reason there's no Elfroot left in the South and the North. He's collected all of them. Except the one Harding has. Him having an addiction/obsession with Elfroot is known all over Thedas.

-In my first playthrough, he was a Rogue. In the following playthroughs he was a mage (storm mage, which is where he got Taral Tarasyl'nin from.) He does seem to preferer being a Rogue. Presumably because then he doesn't have to deal with spirits or magic that much. (Or Solas)

-From where I am in Veilguard, it sounds like Solas regrets taking physical form. Yion doesn't have this problem. If anything, he dislikes anything Fade related. That could be result of Solas' imperfect prison? It might have severed him from the Fade? God, that would destroy Solas if he figured that out.

Yion loves Wisps because they are adorable and calming, but spirits make him fall asleep.

He's much better at talking with demons and knows what actually makes them tick.

-Yion's ears are kinda sorta damaged? They droop and it's because he used to wear heavy earrings. Thousands of years later and they have yet to recover. People think it has something to do with his mood and automatically assume he's extremely depressed/sad, but no, he just damaged his own ears with earrings.

Sie note: I can imagine somebody thinking elf ears will just do that because they're sad/depressed and starts a whole study on it. It lasts YEARS.

-Yion gets a metal prosthetic arm that can moves connected to his mind and all that, but I'm not wondering if he can just remake his arm, if his body is made of Lyrium? It would take a massive chuck tho...

Actually...

I decided Yion takes one hell of a battering during Trespasser. Like to the point where his body starts outright deteriorating. Specifically about his eyes. (using his Veilguard model here)

And some body scars (half of them should be flipped, but you know what I'm going for) I'm thinking Lyrium bodies likely doesn't react like normal bodies do? And the scars are more like cracks.

I am wondering if him being disconnected from the Fade has made him forget he's originally a spirit? He might not remember his body is made from Lyrium until he at some point comes in contact with enough Lyrium to restore his arm and body. Helping out the dwarfs? Maybe he falls into a literarily sea of Lyrium and he just resurfaces perfectly fine to the bafflement of everybody else? Too dramatic. I'll go with him being drawn to a massive source of Lyrium and it reacting to him, restoring him. Doesn't fix his ears at all tho.

(Edit: Arm, cracks, damage from the Anchor. I think he gets the sclera color back when he remembers everything, because it's a sure sign to Solas what/who Yion is. Then Solas knows the main prison is going to crumble and everything is fucked)

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Now, his memory and when he regains it?

The destruction of Haven is where it starts, I think. Maybe more specifically the long walk to rejoin the Inquisition. The attack itself is so traumatic. He might not even be aware he's following the survivors, he's in the middle of regaining parts of his memory.

He likely meets himself, Taral. He is in the middle of a storm, it seems fitting?

It likely takes HOURS before he finds the camp and when he does, he's babbling his head off.

Later, when he's talking with Solas at the camp Yion knows who Solas is and what he's done. To the world, to the Evanuris and to him. His memory isn't fully in place yet, but enough is.

"The walls and roof of my house are in place. I'm missing the floor. Do find it!"

He keeps quiet tho. Solas clearly doesn't recognize who he is.

Being installed as the Inquisitor helps his memory along. Giving orders and seeing people rush off is familiar.

I do think he gets his hands on his original headwear (like the other Evanuris wear) and that fully snaps his memory into place. Not sure where he gets that tho? Or when.

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Now, onto Solas, because surely he'd clock onto who Yion is?

Here's the thing. He thinks Taral's prison is as secure as the main one is. It should be fine! He checked Taral's prison after waking up! It was fine!

(I'm really not sure what could break him out, if you have suggestions, let me know.)

The prison has damaged Yion so much it's changed his appearance, or more likely, reverted him back what he used to look like and Solas just doesn't remember that person. (He remembers fire red hair and a strong fondness for green). Yion is also much shorter than Taral.

Yion is, generally, much nicer too. Possibly addicted to helping people out and collecting things/plants, which Solas just doesn't associate with Taral.

Solas is going to wake up one morning to find Yion in full Evanuris gear. Nobody seems that bothered by this development. His ears finally makes sense and he appears to be very happy.

By the time of Veilguard, Yion is fully aware of who he is, the South is his (he's in full Evanuris mode) and he's doing his damndest to bring it back from the brink.

Makes me think he was imprisoned in the South? Would explain why he's so fond of it.

I'm not sure what he wants done to Solas. If Solas regrets taking physical form, Yion is going to tell Rook to "set him free".

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I found one picture of Elgar'nan and his sclera seems to be very dark, so I'm if that means the Evanuris should all have dark scleras?

Also I'm now wondering what the relationships are between the Evanuris? Elgar'nan calls Ghilan'nain "sister". (I need to play more, but feel free to spoil me on this?)

Is Elgar'nan his father?

Do you think the Evanuris, while horrible to others, are weirdly (I mean absurdly) family-like with each other?

[tarasylnin-lavellan]

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Brunch at Tilani's Ranch

(OC Tarasyl'nin by @tarasylnin-lavellan , models of Dorian and David by @ba-kalia and @miasansudstern )

[tarasylnin-lavellan]

Wip progress

Leaves leaves so many leaves

[tarasylnin-lavellan]

I looked into the void, and the void looked back at me.

I’m curious–how do you guys go about creating your OCs?

[enasallavellan]

Chapter 140

Enasal and Co. get ready to go to the Hinteralnds to find an elven artifact and it’s everyone-telling-Enasal-to-listen-and-not-dash-into-battle time.

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joe hisaishi - one summer's day (slowed + rain)

 Enasal finished packing Garahel, looking back at the others to see their progress. Everyone but Dorian seemed ready to go. She patted Garahel's shoulder and looked around for Cullen. He had never been absent when she left, even in her earliest days at Haven.

"Come on, Boss." Bull said, lightly patting her back, "Gotta go - he might be sick."

"Just a few more minutes?" She pleaded. "The Hinterlands aren’t going anywhere."

Solas shook his head, " Ma asha'lan , the earlier we leave, the earlier we return."

Enasal hesitated before sighing in resignation and mounting her hart.

"Enasal!" 

She lit up when she first saw Cullen, but the smile fell when she got a closer look at him. Dark circles ringed his eyes like bruises and he was pale.

"Cullen?”

He reached up to help her off her off Garahel, but nearly dropped her. He managed to catch her, sighing and burning his face into her hair.

"Cullen, you need to take more." She said, "Until I get back."

He shook his head, "No, it's fine - symptoms are at their worst in the morning." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "I slept through the morning drill… it was a headache that finally woke me."

Enasal looked up at him, her gaze even, "Cullen, you can't get anything done like this. Please take a little more, I know you hate it, but you need to be okay until I get back."

“Enasal-”

“Please?”   She begged, slowly blinking up at him.

He rubbed his forehead, "Maker's breath, woman, how do you do that?"

"So you'll take more?"

He winces at the thought, already dreading the taste of blood and dirt. "For now, yes." She stood on her toes, and he leaned down to kiss her. "Stay safe - listen to Bull."

She smiled, "I'll do my best."

" Enasal ."

"Alright, alright, tarasyl'nin."

"You're asking me to wait to stop taking lyrium until you get back, despite my own wishes." He said, "Now I'm asking you to listen to Bull."

Her smile was weak, "Okay, you win. I'll listen."

"Good - it will be easier on me knowing that you're a bit more safe.”

"Tiniest elf!" Dorian called, "Dislodge yourself from the Commander and come along."

Cullen leaned down to kiss her again, "Be careful. No heroics."

She touched her forehead to his and nodded, "I'll actually promise this time."

He chuckled, "Good. Safe travels, my dear."

As they traveled, worry gripped her heart tight.  She was concerned that he wouldn't be able to wait, he was so desperate to cut his final ties to the Templars, to sever the lyrium leash that bound him.

Imagine having to carry a box everywhere he went, suffering even with a single missed dose. Again tears burned her eyes, and she quickly wiped him away.

"It will be alright." Solas soothed, "The Commander is a strong man - and far too stubborn to let the withdrawal take him."

Enasal lowered her head, "I'm worried that he won't wait."

He nodded, "I know. I am as well." He laid a hand on her head, "But he has plenty of people who will look after him if he decides to go on without you. Cassandra and Voldin. Adan and his fellow soldiers." He smiled warmly, "Whatever path he chooses, I fully believe he will be alright."

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As afternoon darkened into evening, the group stopped to make camp. It was Dorian's night to cook, and he chose to make a simple soup with their dried meat and some green onions Enasal had gathered.  She was quiet as she ate, until Bull dropped his head on her head - harder than necessary as usual.

"Cheer up, Boss. We're going to your favorite place in the world."

She groaned, "I hate the Hinterlands." 

" Everybody hates the Hinterlands." Dorian sighed, moving his spoon around the soup in lazy circles, "It's much too windy, there's little shade, and it's teeming with rocks and bears."

Solas nodded, "Yes, but finding the artifact is of the utmost importance."

"This artifact," Dorian asked, "What precisely does it do?"

"It will strengthen the veil in the near vicinity. It will decrease the chances that a tear will form."

Enasal nodded, "The less tears to close, the better." She heaved a sigh, "I do not feel like passing out again."

"And that is why you will not attempt to close three in one day." Solas said pointedly, "And two only in an emergency."

She smiled and rolled her eyes.

" Enasal."

"Okay, okay. Just two."

" If it is an emergency." He ordered.

She grinned, "Okay, fine."

She looked into the fire, smile falling as she set her nearly-full bowl aside, " I’m so worried about him… I'm starting to think that he won't be able to wait… even though he promised."

“I know.”  Solas said, rubbing her hair, “For now, I think you should try to get some sleep.”  He turned to the group, “All of us, in fact. We can get an early start and cover more ground.”

“I’m going to write to Cullen, first.”  Enasal said, but then I’ll go to sleep, I promise.”

“Don’t take too long, Boss.”  Bull chuckled, “Can’t have you all grumpy in the morning.”

That brought a smile to her face, “Yeah, okay. Night everyone.”  The group bid her goodnight and she opened her tent flap, being careful to button it back up to ward off the mosquitos that continued to harass the group.  She got out her parchment and stared at it for some time, until tears blurred the parchment.  She quickly wiped them away, dipping her quill in ink and finally managing to write.

She prayed to Mythal, and a bit to Fen’harel, that he would wait for her.

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[much-vexed-glowy-mimic]

Hmm let's see

Taral: rising tara: to rise Tarasyl'nin: storm

They don't seem to have a word for heartless or 'still hearted' or the like

(I know they have a word for heart, but I don't know if that works for the physical heart)

[the-dreadful-canine]

giggling while kissing GIMME THAT CUTE SHIT.

THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST, I needed the mood boost 💕 *throws poor attempt at a fluffy scene your way*

This was written while listening to Molly Tuttle cover of "She's a Rainbow" if anyone wants to listen too 💕

Pairing: Solas / Elizabeth

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There comes his little hurricane.

Solas knew she was approaching their bedroom even before his ears could pick up the hurried, barefoot steps descending the stairs two at a time and skipping the rest of the way.

The excitement over whatever she intended on showing him this time letting her always so hyperactive aura to fill the air until it was saturated in joy, wrapping around him like rays of sunshine.

He chuckles with amusement while standing up from the desk, already getting away from whatever that could be easily broken or damaged on her arrival.

"Ma' sal', look!" Elizabeth exclaims from the corridor before bursting trough the door, fade-stepping across the room and flinging herself right into his waiting arms in a blur of bright orange and soft pink.

For a moment he's caught in the sparkling hazel eyes looking up at him, unable and unwilling to look away from his heart. But the way her body practically vibrates in excitement in his embrace shakes him off the spell and he smiles, only managing to steal a couple pecks on her lips in the middle of her delighted giggling and stepping back, joining her laughs when she doesn't let go of him.

"Vhenan, I will look once you allow me to step back to see it."

"Oh that's right!" she takes a step back, . A strapless dress clung to her form, the mix of oranges, pinks and gold looking like a miniature sunset while Elizabeth giggled and twirled in front of him "I look like a princess!" she squeals.

"Royalty has nothing on you, ma' da' tarasyl'nin." Solas says, pulling her back in his arms and peppering kisses over any skin he can reach until she starts giggling and hides her face on his shoulder to escape the sudden stream of affection.

Solas sighed, resting a cheek over her head and feeling content with staying in her embrace, enjoying the moment of peace before his little hurricane decided to brew up another storm and-

"Dorian needs to see it!" she gasped and stepped away from his arms, the giggles back to her voice already.

Before he could answer she was already out of the door and climbing up the stairs to the library. Solas only shook his head, smiling as he sat back down on his desk, waiting for the next summer rain that would bring his little storm back for a visit.

I'm sorry the giggling kiss is so short, I tried but it turns out I'm not good at fluff lmao :'D

Ma' sal - my soul

Ma' da' tarasyl'nin - my little storm

Gods, I need to work on my endings.

[tarasylnin-lavellan]

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@fadetorn said: 

❝  you don’t have to tell me how you got it.  i just wanted to see.  ❞ from krem :)

"what, this?" her eyes dart down to her arm -- not to the left, where the anchor mark lay, so very famous at this point, but the right. she gave the man a considering look, head cocked to the side, before beginning to undo the leather wrappings that allowed the elegant feather fractals to be shown, tracing up halfway up her arm. "you're from tevinter, right? i thought you'd have seen something like this. we call it... well, one of the names i guess would be vianvallas tarasyl'nin. brand of the storm. though, you could also call it vianvallas sou'tarasyl, brand of lightning. it-- when i was eight, and my sister was six, we were fighting over a doll. it was my fault, really. i tried to take it from her, she got mad and turns out? she's a mage. it was an accident, of course. when the lightning went from her and into me, she was just as scared as i was. if not for the keeper though, i would have died. my fingers had clenched too hard from the pain, i couldn't let go. keeper said if it had reached my heart..." well, she'd seen what happens when lightning strikes the heart in the battle field. "still a little, ah, wary around storms. it feels weird, though. you can touch it, if you like."

[inky-does-art]

Snapshot from the brunch at Tilani's ranch. David, Dorian, Tarasyl'nin and Bull are having some great time. ^-^

@tessa1972 commissioned me to draw the scene from modern AU

David belongs to @tessa1972

Tarasyl'nin belongs to @tarasylnin-lavellan

[tarasylnin-lavellan]

My girly is so cute 😍

Snapshot from the brunch at Tilani's ranch. David, Dorian, Tarasyl'nin and Bull are having some great time. ^-^

@tessa1972 commissioned me to draw the scene from modern AU

David belongs to @tessa1972

Tarasyl'nin belongs to @tarasylnin-lavellan

[coronerandundersheriff]

Friends and lovers

...can't wait to let 'em meet again

(OC Tarasyl'nin (Lavellan) MacKenzie by @tarasylnin-lavellan , model of Dorian Pavus by @ba-kalia , model of David Trevelyan by @miasansudstern )

[tarasylnin-lavellan]

Distracted Commander?

The scrape of her nails on the table as she strode past.. he snapped his head up, and locked eyes with her. She watched him hungrily, hiding nothing of her thoughts. He felt his mouth go dry, he swallowed heavily. She noticed it of course, maker take her the corner of her mouth turned up in a knowing smile "I am not distracting you am I?" Her lilting voice was playful and husky.