#v: dragon age

[afraidofchange]

I still need to tweak her once we get to the Lighthouse, but god, Shepard, you are SO babygirl.

[wolf-eyes-wolf-soul]

Continued from here @stellstells

"Morren. I only recently joined the Inquisition." was the short reply. Morren of Nowehere, kin to no one.

A part of her was still anxious not to say more. After all, her clan, or now former clan, had imprisoned and harmed Inquisition scouts. Any of those scouts could have family members who would want revenge for that and honestly Morren wouldn't blame them there. She had the good sense to get out of the Mire before the Inquisitor had descended and instead pledged herself to the cause.

She did however give Adam a look like she wasn't sure if he was entirely sane or not. Lowlanders were indeed a strange bunch. Most wouldn't be this casual about someone who would have drawn their weapon...if they had one.

[sango-blep]

write that down, write that down!

[sisifroggy]

I love how if you flirt with Davrin, Assan cock blocks you and when you flirt with Emmrich, Manfred cock blocks you but when you flirt with Lucanis, Spite is all for it so Lucanis has to cock block himself. What a man

[antivancorvo]

i'm right

[olessan]

Weird dog

[teansouprmyjam]

oh, grey warden...

[wolf-eyes-wolf-soul]

That was an unfortunate truth. The world seemed perpetually ready to fall into some new kind of chaos. She had been a teenager when the Blight had struck and then she had thought that perhaps that would be the worst thing she would ever see. Now, however, she was older and hopefully a bit wiser and knew that tragedy was always just a step away.

"Movran always claimed that I must have wolf blood in my veins. I have the eyes of a predator that stalks in the night." She said with a huff of humourless laughter. "Maybe it was something from the Land of Dreams that touched me. I have some magic but I don't think its anything compared to lowlander mages."

It had also been nearly entirely self-taught. Morren had simply allowed her instincts to guide her alongside considerable trial and error. She could make the earth shift and grow thorns and other plants. Useful to have magic which called to the earth, it helped her survive and hone her other skills. She was proud of what she could do even if it was not as much as these lowlanders with their sticks and fancy flourishes.

"Yes. I made an oath to lend my strengths as they are. Until I'm no longer wanted, I will be here doing what I can." Her gaze flitted to him "You said you were the same? Perhaps we will work together sometime."

Her heart held out a tentative hope, perhaps she could build bonds here that she never had before. Maybe this elf - Solas - would be one of them.

“And ‘Thane’ is your clan leader,” he confirmed. “It is no easy thing to be ostracized for that which you cannot control. Between this war, the Blight, and the myriad other tragedies that have befallen this land, I am certain there are many parentless children.”

He would not offer pity, because he sensed that would be unwelcome. Understanding, certainly, but not pity. 

“In my travels,” he began, “I have met many with physical characteristics not considered ‘normal.’ Some are due to a connection to the Fade, a spirit, or something unnameable. Others simply a byproduct of birth. It is relatively meaningless, as all superstition is, but imagine that’s a cold comfort.”

He patted the horse on the side of its neck, grateful that they weren’t skittish with him. One could never tell how a beast would react, though it had been millennia since he was ever a thing but a tired old elf. “What will you do now, that you remain with the Inquisition? I'm certain your unique skills would be appreciated."

[archaeval]

open ;

SHE FROWNS AT HER REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR. The tailor had come and gone, and the fine doublet fit her perfectly, with the sash accenting her waist elegantly. But there was nothing for it. The wide sleeves and bell-shaped cuffs on the leather gloves, the thin leather belt - not to mention those boots... "One almost regrets the promotion to official advisor, it it means wearing this."

[brambeag]

they gave him long greying hair 4 me<3xoxoxo

[afraidofchange]

Shepard, you handsome bastard.

[wolf-eyes-wolf-soul]

Continued from here @stellstells

“It would be a very fine thing for me to lose my leg when it was my arms and shoulders which were scratched.” Morren pointed out sourly. Who knew drakelings could jump that high? She supposed one could have gotten her leg but her arms being bare meant the majority of damage was there. She was also sure some of it was her diving into bushes to avoid their angry mother’s fire.

She hoped that her tattoos would be sparred the skin scarring. They were the one thing about her body she was particularly proud of. It would be a shame.

“Ah yes, I’m sure that would have went well. Hello, local lowlanders, I promise I’m not one of those other Avvar you’ve had to deal with. Please would you tell me everything about the local area and I special swear that I won’t pillage anything or curse your chickens with my Avvar magic.” The sarcasm was thick. Did this mage not know anything about Avvar? No doubt these refugees had been victims of raids from the local clans and wouldn’t take kindly to a lone Avvar approaching for information.

She told herself she wouldn’t flinch when the mage told her about the pain. Morren was an Avvar. She could handle pain. Still that didn’t stop her face twisting into a grimace and a hiss escaping her clenched teeth.

“Korth, you enjoyed that, didn’t you?”

[sango-blep]

baby 🤲

[kiivg]

.VarRook WHEN???????.

[yunnd3]

I listen to epic the musical only idk what to do with this

[heylittleriotact]

So I can't stop sharing this after realizing it myself earlier... After Rook tells Emmerich that they're a virgin, during their dinner date, and he clearly processes what is a VERY unexpected fact to him, he tells them that's okay, and you 2 can just take things slowly. :) It's sweet, right? But also... Emmrich... how fast did YOU wanna take things? Because now this man's got me convinced he was SO down bad for Rook, he wasn't gonna waste time NOT hitting it now that they're together. I'm unwell

Okay so I actually really appreciate how ambiguous they left Rook and Emmrich's sexual relationship until the coffin scene in the third act: they wrote it such that the player could headcanon that they had an intimate relationship already leading up to that scene OR it was the first time they slept together, and I think that's AMAZING.

I headcanon that my Rook (not a virgin) and Emmrich slept together for the first time the night of the dinner date, and I think that he planned the night not with the intention of seducing Rook, but with the mindset that if they were interested in moving forward with the sexual aspect of their relationship, the privacy of the Necropolis might be a bit more relaxing that the Lighthouse. It's clear that Emmrich has pulled some strings to have the gardens roped off just for the purpose of their romantic dinner, he goes above and beyond with the meal, they have a very sweet conversation about their feelings and attraction to each other, mention previous dates (or lack of), and the whole thing ends with a fade to black.

... and I'm a romantic degenerate who sighs and stares dreamily into space while twirling my hair at the thought of them making love for the first time on a bed of soft flowers in the garden, illuminated by veilfire as wisps float lazily through the air... but I digress:

Since Emmrich trusts that Rook isn't pursuing him from a place of "charming flattery" I think he takes their new relationship incredibly seriously, and part of that is acknowledging the sexual aspect of it. He strikes me very much an actions over words kind of person (hence the charming flattery remark), and given their circumstances and what they're up against, facing danger, violence and the possibility of death on a daily basis (especially daunting for him), I feel like Emmrich would be very motivated to explore that aspect of the relationship as soon as Rook was comfortable with it.

He's also older, more experienced (even if Rook isn't a virgin), and gives off the vibe that he's extremely comfortable with sex and intimacy based on the banter he has with Davrin. I think he views physical intimacy as yet another way to express his feelings for Rook and show them how much they mean to him. This man isn't sure if they're going to see tomorrow, let alone next week: he's only got so much time to make sure that Rook knows how treasured they are, so that's going to include romantic dates, deep conversations, surprising them with thoughtful gifts, and making love as often as they can get away with it. Regardless of what comes next, he doesn't want Rook to doubt for a second how much they mean to him, but he puts the choice about sex squarely in their hands and will let them ultimately be the one who makes the call as to when they're ready to explore that.

Once their relationship begins, he appears to court Rook quite ardently, with enough enthusiasm that Harding takes notice and points out that he's been mopey and distracted lately, and goes so far as to suggest that perhaps he and Rook are taking things a little fast. Even he's aware that this is moving at quite a pace, and he's clearly worried about how other people will/might perceive that given their respective ages - he probably thinks that people think he's a dirty creepy old man: a besotted fool, but I don't think he could approach Rook any other way even if he tried.

There are no half measures with this man: once he's in, he is IN. He's not fucking playing: this isn't just a casual fling that he expects to end once this evanuris business is over. It's probably why he comes off as a bit guarded and hesitant to engage with Rook's earlier flirtations: he probably puts this amount of care, vulnerability, and passionate authenticity into ALL his romantic relationships, and has probably been hurt in the past because of it.

Anyway, this has become suuuuuper unnecessarily lengthy, but I have so many feelings about this man, and I am indeed unwell too.