#telanadas lavellan

[spiders-scribbles]

Been trying to finish Origins for the first time and got the urge to paint all my kids (Wardens, Hawke and Inquisitors)

My wardens would be Abelas Tabris, Serena Aeducan and Nissa Cousland

My Hawke is Eva Hawke

and my inquisitors are Rhona Adaar, Edric Cadash, Telanadas Lavellan, Arla Lavellan and Hera Adaar

I love them all dearly and now want to replay da 2 and Inquisition XD but I promised myself Id actually finish Origins for once and by the maker Im gonna do it!

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This gave me a wee giggle

[drysia]

Santa Age 2017

Participated in @santa-age‘s Secret Santa exchange. This is for @absolute-lavellan-trash, a little something of her girl Telanadas Lavellan and Cullen at Satinalia. I hope you like it :)

Telanadas Lavellan couldn’t wait for Satinalia to be over.

Last year’s Satinalia had been a relatively low key affair: a tree, a feast, and some gifts shared amongst her close friends in the Inquisition. This year, however, was the first Satinalia after the defeat of Corypheus. Josephine had taken an interest in celebrating Satinalia with a zeal that surprised everyone and decided to hold a Grand Feast that would make Empress Celene jealous.

At first it was exciting — the steady stream of deliveries, workers, and guests had added a levity to Skyhold. She was ecstatic to see so much greenery indoors — evergreens adorned with veilfire candles, great garlands of branches with ribbons and bells along the walls, so many bright red flowers in every corner of the castle.

But the closer it got to the holiday the more stressed Josephine, and thus the servants, had become. For the past several days Telanadas couldn’t walk through the Great Hall to her private chambers without being asked if she was sure these banners were the right shade of green or if they should change the menu because of Lord so-and-so’s blah, blah blah…

Because of this, Telanadas had been avoiding the Great Hall all day by staying inside her chambers. Normally she would never hide from an unpleasant situation, but Josephine during the holidays was far more terrifying than Corypheus. She didn’t think anyone would blame her this time.

The smell of sugar and ginger spice wafted through her open windows. Her mouth began to water, wondering what sort of sweets the cooks were making. She sighed and ran her fingers through the long part her hair.

Inquisitor Telanadas sat cross legged on her bed and stared at the obscene amount of boxes surrounding her desk. Every box was beautifully wrapped in expensive paper and delicate bows of more patterns and textures than she had ever seen. The amount of boxes made her queasy — not because she feared their contents, but because she knew Josephine would force her to write thank you notes for every single one.

Thanks a lot Josephine, Telanadas thought to herself, annoyed. You’ve even managed to take some of the fun out of presents.

Her reverie was interrupted by a knock on the door. She called for them to enter and she was greeted by the sight of a servant carrying another present. This box was large and wrapped in simple red paper, a sprig of mistletoe tied under a neat white bow.

The servant girl’s face was almost unreadable, but Telanadas could see a glimmer of mirth in her eye. “Commander Cullen asked if you could open the present and make your way to the gardens.” The servant placed the box on the her bed said gave her a warm smile before she swiftly exited the room.

Telanadas’ heart began to race. She took a deep breath and tore into the package with ferocity that surprised her. When she opened the box, a puzzled expression crossed her face. A familiar burgundy cloak stared back at her from inside the box, and she gently pet the fur pauldrons.

It was the Commander’s cloak. Normally she would make a game of stealing it from him when he was busy, but she never expected it to be delivered to her. When she picked up the heavy cloak and she noticed a small piece of parchment fall from the folds of the fabric.

My Dear,

Don’t think I haven’t noticed your lack of Satinalia spirit. Consider this a temporary loan for this evening, I expect it back…eventually.

— C

An overwhelming sense of mischief made her green eyes shine as she thought back to the last time she wore her lover’s clothes. Soft fur against softer skin; the rough touch of her lover’s calloused hand against the tenderness between her legs.

Feeling more excited than she had in days, she quickly wrapped the fur around her. She quickly made her way down the stairs, her hesitation at entering the Great Hall all but evaporated and replaced with anticipation at whatever Cullen had planned.

******

Hugging the cloak close to her body, she finally made it through the hall without being noticed. Two guards stood attention outside the door to the gardens and gave her a nod as she made her way through the door.

The gardens were a stark contrast to the glitter and bustle of the Great Hall. A large evergreen tree was in the center of the gardens. The branches of the tree were adorned with intricately carved wooden ornaments and white candles, light of the veil fire giving the courtyard a serene glow.

She could see Cullen standing stiff, looking skyward and nervously massaging his neck with one hand. She also spotted another wrapped present, much larger than the last, sitting next to the tree. Cullen was wearing simple leather breeches, and a red, thick long sleeved shirt. His face lit up as he saw her approach, tension in his face melting into a genuine smile.

“Maker’s breath, seeing you in that…” A blush began creep across his face.

A wicked smile played across Telanadas’ lips and she let the fur cloak slip down one shoulder. “How did you manage to clear out the gardens? I thought it’d be filled with revelers like the rest of Skyhold.”

Cullen gave a quick cough. “I may not be the Inquisitor, but even being the Commander comes with some perks. For the next hour we have the gardens to ourselves. The soldiers standing guard have been given explicit instructions to not let anyone, including our Ambassador, in.”

He moved toward the large box that sat on the snow covered ground and lifted the lid. He pulled several large, thick furs out of the box and placed them near the the base of the tree.

“Before I met you, I would have been happy to spend Satinalia on guard duty watching others enjoy themselves.” A wistful smile played on his lips; he reached into the box and pulled out a picnic basket. “This was one of my favorite traditions as a child, an afternoon picnic under the Satinalia tree with the ones you love.”

[lillotte17]

So, I’m probably late to this party, but I’m up to Jaws of Hakkon now, and listening to Ameridan’s memories and he says Telana’s full name is ‘Telanadas’. And that it translates to ‘Nothing is inevitable’ in Elvhen. Tel = not + Nadas = inevitable

Which reminded me that ‘Nothing is inevitable’  is the most common translation for Solas’ response to the Fear demon in the Fade. But he says, “Banal nadas”. So, he must be saying something different.

A long while back, I made a comment about translations, and how you can’t always just plug stuff in. Specifically focusing on the usage of ‘banal’ when Lavellan replies to Solas in Trespasser. The direct translation is ‘nothing’, but you should also consider all the synonyms for the word ‘nothing’ when you see it in a sentence. Just like ‘din’, doesn’t just mean ‘death’, it also means ‘end’. The Din’an Hanin is ‘the place where glory ends’. 

So, I posited that ‘Ma banal ghilana!’ Translates more closely to “you gave me empty guidance!” or “the things you told me were worthless!” or, in the vernacular, “You’re full of shit!” (depending on just how mad you figure your Lavellan is, lol)

Rolling with that assumption, and learning that it probably isn’t ‘nothing is inevitable’, I’d say Solas is probably trying to be a bit more defiant. He sounds unnerved by what the Fear demon says, but not surprised. And when the other companions are challenged, most of them tell it to fuck off. 

So, for consideration: Though the translations vary, the Fear demon is obviously digging into Solas about how he fucked up with the Veil, and none of his other plans are going to work and everything’s ruined forever because he’s an awful traitor and Solas replies, “Banal nadas”- “Your inevitabilities ring hollow” or “Your speculations on destiny are worthless” or, again in the vernacular, “Your opinions about my ‘fate’ are shit.”

I like the idea of him being a bit sassy. Or at least trying to be. 

Another variant could simply be, “There’s no such thing as destiny”. With the ‘banal’ being in reference to ‘nadas’ itself. Solas refuting the idea that he’s fated to destroy the world by simply denying that fate exists. Very similar to the original translation, but has more feeling of trying to convince himself of something that he’s not quite sure of. “Nothing is inevitable” almost sounds hopeful, “There is no such thing as fate/inevitabilities” sounds like he really wants it to be true, but he almost doubts that it is.

(oh I made myself sad :( )

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newfragile yellows [506]

Bull drags his wrist underneath his chin, taking a slow deep breath. Personally, Evelyn’s never felt more concerned for someone in her life.

“And…you’re sure the poison isn’t doing anything?” Evelyn asks, wary as she casts a few detection spells. He seems relatively alright.

“Nah, I’ll be fine.” Bull takes in a slow breath. “We’re good here. Thanks, Boss.”

“If you’re certain,” Evelyn says. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

“Yeah. I told you, I already took the antidote and I’m mostly immune to this stuff anyway. It wasn’t an actual hit, either. If they really wanted me dead they’d have done more than an obvious assassination plot in the middle of the day.” Bull throws Evelyn a lop-sided grin. “Trust me, as someone who’s done a few assassinations? I’d know.”

“Fine, I believe you.” She does not believe him and is going to figure out a way to get him some real medical attention. “But what about…on the other side of things?”

Bull’s eyebrows raise, “The other side?”

“With the Chargers,” Evelyn asks. And then, uncertain, “With Ellana.”

Because there’s been a very palpable tension among the Chargers. It’s not hard to notice. It’s rather hard to ignore, actually.

Most of the Chargers seem to be working through it, somehow, in their own way. Ellana is too, for the most part. But Evelyn can’t help but notice a distinct absence of Ellana at certain times. Specifically times when the Iron Bull is likely to be present.

It’s not avoidance, exactly, because Ellana happens to be doing legitimate things elsewhere — assisting someone on a job that they asked her for help with, eating because she’s mortal and has to prove that to people who think otherwise somehow, working in the craftsmen quarters on repairing her gear, discussing a project with one of their researchers, taking care of her mount, attempting to get her cat out of a tree, so on and so forth — rather than just disappearing whenever the Iron Bull becomes a possibility. And Evelyn’s seen the two of them together. It just somehow isn’t…it isn’t the same.

And…well.

Evelyn still hasn’t gotten Cole to understand privacy.

“Fine,” Bull says. Very predictably. Evelyn just stares at him. Bull frowns at her. “Listen. It’s fine. We’re working on it, alright? Relax. We’ll sort it out on our side. You won’t notice any change in our work or anything.”

“You do realize that I care about you and the Chargers as people and not just as people on our payroll, correct?” Evelyn says. “You and yours are friends to me, personally, as Evelyn Trevelyan. I care about you and what happens to you for reasons that aren’t work ethic.”

Bull shakes his head, “Well. Either way, it’s fine. And if it wasn’t fine, there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“Is there anything anyone can do about it?” Evelyn presses. Because, while she has every confidence in the fact that the Iron Bull is someone who is more in touch with his inner processes than most, she is also quite certain that he is also the type of person to actively work against himself to his own detriment if he isn’t particularly fond of his truthful answer.

“Trevelyan,” Bull says, voice pitched lower, “Back off. Alright?”

“Alright,” Evelyn says after a moment. “But go see a physician. For my peace of mind.”

“Got it, Boss,” Bull says, back to his earlier pleasantness as he gives her a two fingered salute. “Don’t worry. I’ll just sweat this out and I’ll be back to a clean bill of health in no time.”

-

“And so you must be the Lavellan.”

Ellana eyes the other elf up and down. “Yes. I suppose I must be. I cannot say I have the pleasure of knowing who you must be, nor can I speak to the dubious honor of being the Lavellan.”

“You can call me Gatt.”

“And to what do I owe the pleasure, Gatt?” Ellana feels the flick of the monicker around her mouth, sharp and clipped. A neck. A bone. A bridge.

Gatt eyes her just as wary, just as sharp, just as…threatened.

Ellana could have gone her entire life knowing the man she loves belongs to another, something larger and far more powerful and consuming than her. But it is another thing to see tangible proof of that in front of her. Breathing. Living. Speaking her name and proclaiming its knowledge of her existence.

(What did you tell the Qun, the Iron Bull? Did you tell them of the secrets that weren’t secrets that I gave you? Did you tell them about the little stories I learned as a child, the stories that were codes for strategies and tricks and measures of deceit and escape and hurt? Did you tell them about all the things that make me afraid, all the things that make my people afraid? Did your report my comings and goings and all the things in between?

Did you tell them what my mouth felt like when I first opened it to you, when I first offered it to you? Did you tell them of the heat that passed between us, and did you tell them about the cold winters spent talking about strange things like butterflies and minerals and flowers? Did you tell them about our arguments over barricade placement and timing over explosive detonations? Did you write to them about the strategies we built together?

Did you tell them about the clumsy way your language stumbled around my tongue, as you taught me the word kadan?)

How nice to know that she is a threat in the Qun’s eyes, a thing that also exists to take away.

Ellana smiles as sweetly as any wolf can, with too many teeth and the gentle pinkness of gums. All she’s missing is blood.

“I just wanted to put a face to the name,” Gatt says, warily holding out a hand to her. “You are coming with us, yes?”

“If the Iron Bull requests it, then yes,” Ellana answers.

“And if he does not?” Gatt asks.

Ellana’s smile is something she learned directly from the Wolf himself. Gatt looks away first. They always do.

“Ma nuvenin, asit tal-eb,” Ellana whispers gently, leaning in to whisper the words to him, as Gatt’s mouth flattens into a displeased line.

His hand is cold in hers.

“I’ll see you at the Storm Coast, Gatt,” Ellana continues as he lets go. “Telanadas.”

[captainderyn]

Tucdela as a Companion

A follow up to the Tucdela Banter I did yesterday (Should I do this for Ru just for the hell of it?)

Inquisitor’s Name: Tucdela Lavellan

Alternate Name?: (name they have as Companion, if different from Inquisitor name) (Same)

Race, Class, & Specialization: Dalish elf, rogue, archer

Varric’s Nickname for them: Arrow/Dalish (prior to Bull’s chargers coming into the picture)

Default Tarot Card: It shows the silhouette of Tucdela shooting her bow, from the back of one of the Dalish horses, surrounded by green/foliage. 

How they are recruited: If the Inquisitor is Dalish: The Inquisitor will receive a war table operation letter from Tucdela Lavellan, expressing concern over their wellbeing and the wish to meet in the Hinterlands. 

If the Inquisitor isn’t Dalish there will be an alert from Leliana stating that there is an elf searching around the Hinterlands for the Herald of Andraste, asking about their cause and that they should probably check her out. 

Should the Inquisitor choose to meet her they will find her fending off some of the rogue bandits playing on travelers. The Inquisitor will be given the option to stay out of it or join the fight. 

If the Inquisitor joins: They will fight alongside Tucdela, which will transition to a cutscene where she jumps from the tree she had taken the higher ground in to shoot from and she greets the Inquisitor either with a Lavellan specific greeting (”Aneth ara, it’s wonderful to see your face again! You have much to explain.”) or another greeting; (”Thanks for the help, I assume your the one they call the Herald of Andraste?”). She’ll go over to her fallen mount, taken down by the bandits and mutter a brief farewell before returning to the Inquisitor and explaining that:

a) The Clan has been worried about Lavellan’s well being and sent her to at least see how s/he is, not trusting the letters entirely. She then explains that she wishes to join the Inquisition to help because since the rifts opened she’s already lost her best friend and many friends to demons and raiders.

b) She’s heard whispers of a force able to stop the Rift and wants to join the Inquisition to help bring the rifts and demons to an end for the above reasons. 

The Inquisitor can choose to accept or reject her offer--should she be rejected she’s visibly displeased and asks if she can at least return with them to get another mount, or else the journey is going to be long on foot. The Inquisitor can either amend their decision and let her join, agree to let her find a mount, or turn her away again. 

If the Inquisitor stays out of the fight:

Much the same as above, with differing opening dialogues. 

(Should the Inquisitor be Lavellan): “Fenhendris have my skills awed you so much that you can’t raise a hand to help? You’ve seen me shoot a bow before, no need to let me struggle.”

(If not Lavellan): “Fenhendris, thanks for the help (sarcastically). I’d think the Herald of Andraste would be a little free-er with their aid.”

Where they are in Skyhold: Tucdela can be found outside the stables, standing by one of the stalls with a big, black stallion (Spook!) in it or wandering around the stable area. 

Things they Generally Approve of: Helping people, inquiring about her history/the Dalish, sarcastic comments directed towards enemies, justice for those who have committed wrongs. 

Things they Generally Disapprove of: Derogatory comments towards elves, killing innocents, agreeing with slavery/subjugation of individuals, allowing those who have committed awful crimes (like that guy from Adamant idk his name) to walk free. 

Mages, Templars, Other?: (do they side with templars, mages, or don’t give a shit? maybe a mix? explain if you want)

While there is no big drop in approval if the PC sides with the Templars a dialogue tree will open up where Tucdela demands to know the  PC’s reasoning for punishing the mages by choosing the Templars and why they chose them. Should the PC choose an option that suggests mages are lesser beings there will be a small approval drop, though some approval can be regained if the PC chooses an option that states the Templars were the more tactically sound choice. 

Friends in the Inquisition: Tucdela becomes close with Dorian, Varric, and Sera and have some pretty funny banter should they all be in the party at the same time. Tucdela also becomes close with Josephine and Cullen, with mentions being made in the ambient comments of the War Room. 

Romanceable?: Tucdela can be romanced by any race/gender, though initiating her as a human is harder. Special dialogue options open up if a human Inquisitor inquires about the Dalish and some negative options result in a large approval drop. Her romance is sweet and sincere with the attack on Clan Lavellan causing her personal conflict. Her romance will not be locked in until her approval is high enough. 

Should the Inquisitor choose not to initiate a romance with her she grows closer with Cullen (as long as Cullen isn’t romanced) and there is some banter if she’s in the party with Varric or Sera and some comments at the war table that suggest she and Cullen get together. 

Small side mission: Buried History

Tucdela will ask the Inquisitor if they can travel to the Exalted Plains to find some lost texts and artifacts from the last Exalted March on the Dalish to send back to her clan since she has the means and resources to search for these things through the Inquisition. 

This activates a two-part war table mission--Fact Checking (verifying the legitimacy of the history before sending false artifacts/documents to the Dalish) and History for Clan Lavellan (sending the information off to her clan.)

Having Tucdela in the party when finding these relics triggers unique comments on her history and grants large approval gains. Simply returning them to her gives a smaller approval gain. 

Companion quest: Journies for the Departed

Should the Inquisitor’s approval be high enough for Tucdela’s personal quest to trigger they will find her outside the stables, clutching a letter in hand. She informs the Inquisitor that she ’s received word that her brother was killed in the latest attack on Clan Lavellan. She says she wants to travel to Var Bellanaris to give her brother and best friend that she lost to perform the ancient burial rites (exactly what I wrote about in Telanadas) and wants the Inquisitor to accompany her (as a friend, love interest, or as protection depending on the approval rating/dialogue options taken.).

The Inquisitor can put up a stink about going or refuse, resulting in a loss in approval. Should the Inquisitor agree a cutscene will trigger that puts them riding into Val Bellanaris. The Inquisitor and Tucdela will go through the rites, with options to inquire further and help her (giving small approval boosts), or to stand by and watch, or actively be an ass (resulting in approval losses). There’s a flirt option that allows the Inquisitor to put an arm around her and pull her close when the rite is finished. 

As they prepare to leave some Freemen Raiders, seeing action in the burial grounds and looking for more valuable loot from any new or disturbed graves come in, prepared to take. Tucdela throws herself in front of them, standing between them and the sites, with their freshly planted trees and valuable, hand-carved staves buried beneath the dirt and pleads with the Inquisitor to help her defend it. 

If the Inquisitor Helps: Tucdela greatly approves. Together they fight off the bandits, with the fight breaking into a supplementary cutscene where she takes down the lead Raider and then pivots to go make sure the sites remained unscathed. The Inquisitor is given the option to ask why she was so concerned with preserving them and she just shakes her head and answers, trembling that losing this would be like losing them all over again, like everything she did, every honor she laid there would be stripped away for only the sake of some coin. 

Back at Skyhold if the Inquisitor speaks to her again they will find themselves in the gardens, where Tucdela will thank the Inquisitor for helping her in this matter and that she can’t think of any way to repay them. Three options are a kindly acknowledgment, a scathing remark that sure, no problem but she better not ask something like that again, or a flirt reminding her that s/he’d always be there for her. 

If the Inquisitor Refuses: Tucdela greatly disproves. She’ll attack the bandits on her own with a vicious intensity until she’s pushed aside, the Raiders moving to ransack what they can, throwing aside the saplings planted and causing destruction. The Inquisitor is given the choice to either pull Tucdela--who’s struggling to escape their firm grip and shouting for the attackers to stop--away and retreat or stay and remind Tucdela that that is what the Dalish culture is worth, resulting in an even greater approval loss. (there’s always got to be that one asshole. Don’t hurt my elf bby please). 

If approval is low enough  Tucdela will automatically leave the Inquisition upon returning to Skyhold on the grounds that she has no reason to be there under a liar and tyrant. If approval is high enough she remains, though she’s furious and cold towards the Inquisitor for the remainder of the game (consider her hardened, like what you can do to the dao crew.). A very small amount of approval can be regained if the Inquisitor chooses the option to lie and say that it was too dangerous to stay, though overall the gain is insignificant. If the Inquisitor is locked into a romance with her and tries to choose a flirt option saying that they had no choice and that she should forgive them for doing their job they’ll be rebuffed and pushed away. She’ll terminate the romance there without a way to reopen the route. 

Tarot card change

If the sites at Var Bellanaris were protected: 

Tucdela’s card shows her standing, bathed in golden+green dapples light holding her bow in one hand and two saplings with their branches stretching upwards towards the light source. 

If the sites at Var Bellanaris were destroyed:

Tucdela’s card turns to a red-scheme, with her bent on her knees, clutching broken saplings to her chest with one hand while the other rests over her broken bow. 

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[ladydarksbane]

Telanadas Lavellan (different hairstyle and vallaslin)

[nezushitrash]

On my first Solavellan playthrough my characters name was Telanadas. By complete coincidence I named my Lavellan the same as Ameridan's lover...

So, I was playing a bit of Jaws of Hakkon the other day, and I literally had to set my controller down and just stare at the screen because the parallel of Inquisitor Ameridan’s lover (can’t remember her name right now) and what a Lavellan who romanced Solas does at the end of Trespasser made me fucking bawl. I was like, “Oh, fuck nooooo! That’s exactly what..noooo!” 

Anywho, how we doing, Tumblr? I’m doing just fine! *tears running down my face as I smile*

[volthen]

♒

it is the darkest hour now, and her entire arm aches in pain. but she must write. she has gotten through a stack of letters–to varric, to cassandra, to cullen, to leliana–and now it is dorian’s turn. these are to act as her goodbye from beyond the grave–things which could not be said now; they must be said after the anchor has taken her. quill in hand, she starts:

dorian,

if you are reading this it means leliana has dispatched the letters for me. it means i am no longer with you.

 tel’abelas, telanadas. it is as it is meant to be. 

i am not sorry for myself. i would do it again, choosing this path even with the knowledge of it’s conclusion. but i am sorry for the pain this will cause you.

i hold dear our time together, however short it may seem now. do not let this ending corrupt the friendship we have forged–you are, and shall remain, dear to my heart.

i want you to know dorian, you are good enough. you have redeemed tevinter for me, and if there is anyone who can redeem it for its people–it is you, ma vhenan. you have a long and turbulent path before you; still, it is one i know you can make.

dareth shiral,

volthen lavellan

[ao3feed-fenhawke]

Telanadas: Heart of Fen'Harel

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2pKCR7J

by Wytcherblood

A small smirk tugged at one corner of the Dalish hunter's lips. It caused Solas' heart to flutter in his chest. An odd feeling he's never felt before. Lavellan chuckled to himself, watching the elven mage shift from foot to foot. He liked messing with the mage.

Words: 9956, Chapters: 7/7, Language: English

Fandoms: Dragon Age: Inquisition

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Fen'Harel | Solas, Male Lavellan, OC - Character, Female Hawke, Fenris, Female Mahariel, Zevran Arainai

Relationships: Male Lavellan/Solas, Zevran Arainai/Female Mahariel, Fenris/Female Hawke

Additional Tags: Rating: M

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2pKCR7J

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Boored work doodles!

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Aand its done

Telana is armless and still misses her wolf even if everyone else wants to punch him in the face.

Really hope DA 4 lets us play as our inquisitors

[spider-bot1]

Playing through tresspasser with a solas romanced lavellan for the first time and... just nngh..

Anyone who doesnt like Vivienne or Sera can get a kick in the teeth. Those two are so caring and genuinly concerned for my quizzy. Sera doesnt even like solas but shes still upset that he left BECAUSE he left telana

I love them all so much 😢

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Guess who just got their butt dumped!

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Elven parents forced through ghost childs rebellious years

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Telana's changed a bit in the two years since solas dumped her butt and ran off with the nice armour she gave him

Cant wait for the arm theft, still not sure if she'll want to redeem him or if she'll finally give up