#warden Thalia

[demeruart]

A little fan art of my warden I’m playing during streaming.

I am streaming more of Dragon Age: Origins today at 7:00pm PST on Twitch! In an hour~ join me as I finally go into the Mage Circle and maybe get into the Fade with my mage, Thalia.

[elvyn]

My Dragon Age elf girls

[lhunuial]

I love my Grey Warden playthrough for Dragon Age: The Veilguard. All the dialogue options for the Grey Wardens are neat. How in Weisshaupt Davrin talks about killing Razikale, making the sacrifice and Grey Warden Rook pipes up they're a warden too. Davrin says that they're the leader of this bunch, so it's up to him to make the sacrifice. In Profane Weisshaupt, when you reach the prisons, Davrin mentions how a lot of Grey Wardens would go down there to sleep off their hangovers and Grey Warden Rook chuckles and says that they spent several nights there doing just that.

My favourite one so far is during the final quest for the Hossberg Wetlands. You're approaching the Blight Eruption at the Grey Warden redoubt where the Cauldron is. And it turns out that what only Antoine was hearing before, now that they're close to it, both Grey Warden Rook and Davrin hear it too. Thal: The blight eruption is in my head. Davrin: I know. We'll destroy it together. It's gonna be alright That was everything to me. Oh, and when you kill a mob, Davrin goes: That's how Wardens get it done. If your Rook is from another faction, its: Not bad, for a Veil Jumper/Crow/etc.

And as Warden you get to talk to Flynn about the Joining. That was really nice too. And you meet Greta, who Joined around the same time as you. Also, I feel the First Warden is a bigger ass to Warden Rook.

[baileybooradly]

Commission for @maliceangel <3

[highsummonermercar]

Enjoying Veilguard so far but with new lore and just being in Thedas again, it makes me want to finish my DA: I post-game story (before Trespasser).

It involved the Hero of Ferelden, Nyrra Tabris (Elf Warrior) and the Inquisitor, Thalia Lavellan (Elf Mage) creating a new home for the Elves in Arlathan, with Tabris leading the project and Solas pulling strings behind the scenes.

I don't know if the world would want to read it, I'm 2/12 chapters in, and I think I want to add Sianno Mercar, my Shadow Dragon Elf Rouge into the last chapter.

[dragonologist-phd]

ok so i have 3 contenders for my 'canon' worldstate inquisitor:

Meraad Adaar

qunari rogue

Josephine romance

the only playthrough i've actually completed

i like her as a character and i love her romance with josie but it's just a struggle for me to work with the mercenary background and give her an investment in the main conflict. if i go with her i’m probably scrapping the merc background

Genevieve Amell-Trevelyan

human mage

sister to my non-Warden Amell from dao

more interesting connections to both the worldstate i've made in my head and the conflict as a whole, being a mage from the circle and therefore right in the middle of the mage-templar conflict

Vivienne would end up as divine which is the most interesting outcome to me. she might have a non-canon romance with Vivienne too but its undecided

Aeda Cadash

dwarf warrior

i know nothing else about her at this poinnt but i was hit with the thought of 'what if Aeducan had a non-noble half-sister' and the idea won't leave me alone

[toohardtosummarize]

For the DND ask memes, feel free to use any character/multiple answers!

if someone gave them flowers, what would they do with them?

do they like to keep plants/growing things in their space?��

do they sing with their head voice or their chest voice?

Kisses - 8, 26, 27, 56

Cindy would maybe take one and tuck it behind her ear, put the rest in a vase on her dresser. She would be DELIGHTED to get flowers. Brianna's making a flower crown, 100%.

Cindy definitely keeps plants in her space. I think I've specified that she's into bonsai in-game. Thalia probably keeps a low-effort houseplant or two, like succulents. Ellery's space is pretty utilitarian; no houseplants there.

I think Cindy probably defaults to head voice; Kelly O'Hara in The King and I is probably closest to how I imagine her singing voice sounds. Thalia was a lounge singer by trade before acquiring her warlock powers, and sometimes kind of lets people assume she's a bard. I think she's a chest voice girlie, though not as low as some of us (me). I have some Mary Chapin Carpenter on her playlist and I think it suits her voice. I think Adria probably has the most similar voice to mine, which is to say she's an alto and a chest voice girlie. Kisses forthcoming!

[pupsmailbox]

MINECRAFT ID PACK

NAMES︰ alex. amber. amethyst. ash. azalea. blaze. block. briar. brick. brielle. brier. brook. carver. celeste. clay. cobble. cree. crystal. daisy. dawn. dusty. ember. end. eve. flint. flora. forge. garnet. gemma. granite. grayson. harper. hazel. hero. holly. hopper. iris. ivy. jade. jett. juniper. lapis. laurel. lilac. lily. magnolia. maple. marigold. mason. meadow. miner. mira. moss. nova. oak. onyx. opal. pearl. pebble. poppy. prairie. pyre. quill. red. reed. river. rocky. rose. rowan. ruby. sable. sage. sapphire. selene. shale. sky. skye. skylar. slate. smith. spruce. steele. stella. stephen. stone. sunny. terra. thalia. timber. torch. violet. wade. willow.

PRONOUNS︰ a/axe. adventurer/adventurer. allay/allay. ar/armour. ax/axe. bam/bamboo. bat/bat. bee/bee. biome/biome. birch/birch. bla/blaze. blaz/blaze. blaze/blaze. blo/block. block/block. build/build. bun/bun. cake/cake. chest/chest. clay/clay. cob/cobble. copper/cooper. cow/cow. cra/craft. craf/craft. craft/craft. cre/creative. creep/creeper. creeper/creeper. dark/dark. deep/deepslate. deep/slate. dig/dig. disc/disc. drown/drown. ely/elytra. elytra/elytra. en/end. end/end. end/eye. ender/ender. ender/enderman. enderman/endermen. explorer/explorer. fight/fight. flint/flint. for/forge. fox/fox. ghast/ghast. glow/stone. goat/goat. grav/gravel. heal/heal. hive/hive. hun/hunger. husk/husk. hx/hxm. hy/hym. ice/ice. kaboom/kaboom. kelp/kelp. lav/lava. love/love. magma/magma. mi/mine. mine/mine. mob/mob. mod/mod. moosh/mooshroom. mooshroom/mooshroom. musicnote/musicnote. nether/nether. nostalgia/nostalgia. nostalgic/nostalgic. oak/oak. ocean/ocean. ore/ore. over/overworld. over/world. pearl/pearl. phantom/phantom. pi/pick. pig/pig. pig/pigstep. pig/step. play/player. ram/ram. red/stone. sap/sapling. scream/scream. sculk/sculk. sea/sea. shea/shear. sheep/sheep. sho/shovel. shulk/shulker. shx/hxr. shy/hyr. skele/skeleton. skeleton/skeleton. skulk/skulk. slime/slime. sme/smelt. smp/smp. snow/snow. spawner/spawner. spec/spectator. speed/speedrun. spider/spider. spruce/spruce. sta/stack. sto/stone. strider/strider. surv/survival. survivor/survivor. swo/sword. tele/teleport. terra/terracotta. thxy/thxm. thy/thym. tnt/tnt. tor/torch. tree/tree. ve/vex. vwoop/vwoop. warden/warden. warp/warped. warrior/warrior. wat/water. wit/wither. wither/wither. wo/wood. wolf/wolf. xp/xp. zomb/zombie. zombie/zombie.

[thatfriendlyanon]

THERE'S SEASONS OF THE DEEP GREEN?! /delighted

this might be a super basic question so let me know if you'd like something more specific, but could you like, outline the seasons for me? like, 1 or 2 sentences of pitch or summary each, kind of thing? I'd love to have the Shape of the story in my head so that the details can slot into it >:D

THERE ARE THERE ARE this is what happens when you've had this server since december 2021, lore has had time to accrue sdlkjsdg

in surprise to Nobody At All i've got a little playlist for each season, with songs in chronological order hitting the main lore events & emotional beats of the story (& trying to touch on all three characters' povs), so i'll link each of those too

SEASON 1 (playlist)

Season 1 begins with the founding of the Deep Green, when Icarus & Grond explored the cave system near spawn and did their zoning. Season 1's themes involve community, establishing relational ties, politics, & power dynamics, since it's when most members were joining, building friendships, and maybe partaking in a little bit of political treachery & blackmailing. 0:) The closing event of Season 1 was Sisyphus's trial and execution, following their accidental use of the "/clear all entities" command which resulted in the murder of every living thing. Literally nothing has been the same ever since that mistake.

SEASON 2 (playlist)

Season 2 covers Sisyphus's "atonement arc" (aka them gathering resources & animals for each player as an attempt at making amends for the murders) until their departure. Themes for Season 2 include magic (belief vs unbelief), trust vs distrust, and fraying relationships/unraveling ties. This is the season that the cavern began; Sisyphus began secretly growing skulk in a cavern under their house, Icarus began grasping for more stability & control over her friends, Sisyphus & Icarus's friendship started fraying, Kore found a camel, and the skulk situation kept escalating until Kore & Icarus staged an intervention because they were convinced their entire home was in danger. In response, Sisyphus decided to leave the Deep Green for an undetermined amount of time.

SEASON 3 (playlist)

Season 3 takes place during Sisyphus's absence. cc!Crim (the human being) spent these months working on a Secret Build somewhere else on the server, while Kore & Icarus were left alone on the Deep Green. Season 3 covers themes of reaching out to others vs isolation, absence & grief, fear vs paranoia vs support, and action/preparation/defense. Korus (<- Kore+Icarus's duo name) continued letter correspondence with Thalia* in hopes of finding more answers about the skulk/Wardens; they burned down the skulk in the cavern; they strengthened their friendship together once Icarus stopped grieving Sisyphus's departure alone in her house for like 3 months straight (<- the canonical explanation for cc!Elle taking a break from minecraft last spring XD); Icarus's paranoia continued to spiral/grow; and possibly most importantly, Korus made direct contact with the Magic. The Magic as a whole will take too much time to explain in a pitch like this, but Season 3's closing event was the "encounter" with the Magic when it directly responded to Korus's attempt at communication.

*Thalia is Crim's oc from the dream smp that they made, like, five years ago. XD through a series of events we canonized Thalia (& c!Elle & Bluebell, mine & rozu's dsmp ocs) in the Deep Green universe; Thalia & the other l'sonas live far away from the Deep Green post-dsmp-nuke-ending and Thalia writes letters to Sisyphus/the other residents sometimes. It's delightful and silly and I love it very much

SEASON 4 (playlist)

Aand this is where we're at now, babey!! We never know how long a season is going to be until some big event takes place and we all look at each other & look at the themes and go "hey guys. I think a season just ended and another one's begun." XD So I don't know the themes of Season 4 yet, but I might posit "forgiveness & grace" being one of them. The large events so far have been Korus following the Magic's direction beyond the Deep Green's walls in search of the source of the skulk (that's been continuing to spread in the Deep Green). They found Sisyphus, had multiple confrontations, went through Sisyphus's creepy memory-room labyrinth (<- the very epic build cc!Crim had been working on), got Sisyphus's painful backstory, and eventually reached the point where Sisyphus has returned, remorseful, to the Deep Green. Unfortunately during that process Icarus's and Kore's friendship has fallen apart yet again, so we've got the running joke that Icarus is apparently only capable of being friends with one (1) of her friends at any given time. XD So they're all still in the messy middle of things, but Caruphys (<- Icarus+Sisyphus's duo name) at least is slowly on the mend. We'll see where things will go from here. >:'D

ask me anything about the deep green! 💚

[worldworseweb]

magical girl themed npt pack please?

@radically-katrielle

MAGICAL GIRL NPT ; [ Mod Slots ]

Order up !! :]

NAMES ⌁ 𖦹

Celeste ; Seraphina ; Madoka ; Aurelia ; Saphira ; Vespera ; Nova ; Lyra ; Nyxi ; Lumina ; Auri ; Elysia ; Liora ; Astre ; Orion ; Eclipse ; Solstice ; Zephyr ; Caelus ; Cyrus ; Lucius ; Oberon ; Caelum ; Lysander ; Valtor ; Azura ; Thalia ; Magnolia ; Brielle ; Soraya ; Cassiopeia ; Vega ; Andromeda ; Solara ; Celestine ; Sylvia ; Elysia ; Mirabelle ; Amara ; Isolde ; Calyxa ; Felicity ; Ziriel ; Marisol ; Ariella

PRONOUNS ⌁ 𖦹

She / Her ; Sh✧ / H✧r ; Sh♡ / H♡r ; Ae / Am ; Ve / Ver ; Oria / Orias ; Star / Stars ; Sparkle / Sparkles ; Glitter / Glitters ; Dazzle / Dazzles ; Spin / Spins ; Twirl / Twirls ; Frill / Frills ; Lace / Laces ; Ruffle / Ruffles ; Pink / Pinks ; Princess / Princesses ; Magic / Magics ; Create / Creates ; Spell / Spells ; Wand / Wands ; Cast / Casts ; Vir / Virtue / Virtues ; Pure / Pures ; Cheri / Cherish / Cherishes ; Love / Loves ; Kind / Kinds ; Care / Cares ; Good / Goods ; Conquer / Conquers ; Heart / Hearts ; Glimmer / Glimmers ; Shimmer / Shimmers ; Bow / Bows ; Ribbon / Ribbons ; Tiara / Tiaras ; Crown / Crowns ; Sun / Suns ; Moon / Moons ; Moon / Moonlight / Moonlights ; Galaxy / Galaxies ; Saturn / Saturns ; Venus / Venuses ; Nova / Novas ; Jupi / Jupiter / Jupiters ; Neptune / Neptunes ; Adore / Adores ; Charm / Charms ; Myst / Mystic / Mystics ; Mystic / Mystical / Mysticals ; Arcane / Arcanes ; Dream / Dreams ; Dream / Dreamscape / Dreamscapes ; Wish / Wishes ; Whisp / Whisps ; Whirl / Whirls ; Light / Lights ; Shine / Shines ; Sequin / Sequins ; Cosmic / Cosmics ; Rest / Rests ; Nurture / Nurtures ; Nature / Natures ; Gem / Gems ; Jewel / Jewels ; Sol / Solar / Solars ; Solice / Solices ; Eclipse / Eclipses ; Breeze / Breezes ; Mercy / Mercies ; Bless / Blesses ; Imagine / Imagines ; Fai / Faith / Faiths ; Hope / Hopes ; Celeste / Celestial / Celestials ; Sun / Sunspot / Sunspots ; Astro / Astros ; Fantasy / Fantasies ; Glow / Glows ; Fate / Fates ; Sweet / Sweets ; Harmony / Harmonies ; Sing / Sings ; Bri / Bright / Brights ; Peace / Peaces ; Chibi / Chibis ; Ani / Anime / Animes ; Ma / Manga / Mangas ; Curl / Curls ; Cheer / Cheers ; ✧ / ✧s ; ♡ / ♡s ; ✨ / ✨s ; 🩷 / 🩷s

TITLES ⌁ 𖦹

The Protector of the Eternal Dreamscape ; The Keeper of the Twilight Realm ; The Guardian of the Silver Moon ; The Chosen of the Starlight ; The Warden of the Elementals ; The Sorceror of the Sacred Forest ; The Guardian of the Sacred Flame ; The Princess of the Celestial Realm ; The Empress of the Moonlight Kingdom ; The Heir of the Solar Wind ; The Warden of the Cosmic Sea ; The Seraph of the Starry Skies ; The Keeper of the Lunar Heart ; The Emissary of the Constellations ; Starlight Sovereign ; The Magister of Arcane Light ; The Queen of the Dream Realm ; The Druid of the Eternal Grove ; The Archmage of the Celestial Court ; The Archon of the Cosmos ; Paladin of the Celestial Order ; Swordmistress of the Moonlit Path ; Warrior of the Starbound Light ; Defender of the Forgotten Kingdom ; Sentinel of the Starfall ; Knight of the Waking Dream ; Seer of the Endless Skies ; Sorceress of the Golden Lullaby ; Mistress of the Moonlit Dreamscape ; Princess of the Luminous Dawn

[shem-fatale]

My first Inquisitor, my first Rook!

Thalia “Ragequit” Lavellan.

Warrior, proudly dalish, no-nonsense hardass. Softened her heart and expanded her horizon to let Solas in, only to eventually reject him for regarding her culture with disdain and disrespect. Attempted to romance Cassandra instead… well, it was my first playthrough.

Verity “Rook” Thorne.

Thembo grey warden mage, around 20 years old, in love with Taash, often way too snarky and impulsive for their own good, which I tried to gradually change towards them mostly just acting from a place of love towards the end of the game. They love Varric like the good dad he is, but it is the other Veilguard characters that help them grow a little and start looking past the limits of a life pre-determined by the seemingly inevitable trajectory of a grey warden.

[flower-grown-ids]

🌼dazecore?

DAZECORE ID PACK

requested by anon

(🌘) Titles; X who wanders through meadows, The lonely child, Keeper of the Quiet Forest, Shadow’s Muse, Warden of the Hollow Fields, The Faded Wanderer, Specter of the Wind, Echo of the Vale, The Twilight Strider, Herald of the Dusk, Solitary Dreamer, Keeper of the Forgotten Path, Spirit of the Misty Moor, The Silent Pilgrim, Wanderer of the Void, X who blows with the wind, Forest walker

(🌊) Names; Morrigan, Morgan, Elara, Nyx, Celine, Ophelia, Raven, Selene, Lenore, Astrid, Isolde, Eira, Nocturne, Vesper, Aveline, Thalia, Sable, Lyric, Briar, Wren, Sylvia, Arden, Hesper, Lira, Vega, Maren, Soren, Lune, Calista, Seraphine, Aradia, Corvina, Faye, Evelyne, Draven, Amara, Rowan, Odette, Circe, Aisling, Belladonna, Tempest, Amaris, Rhea, Solenne, Damaris, Vanya, Lucine, Evadne, Illyria, Elowen, Melisandre, Whisper

(🌘) Pronouns; She/Her, Shi/Hir Shy/Hyr They/Them, Thiy/Thim Thy/Thym He/Him Hy/Hym Hx/Hxm It/Its Ix/Ixs Xe/Xir, Ze/Zir, Fae/Faer, Ve/Vir, Ey/Em, Ae/Aer, Per/Per, E/Eir, It/Its, Star/Starself, Void/Voidself, Moon/Moonself, Shadow/Shadows, Mist/Mists, Dark/Darkself, Night/Nightself, Song/Songself, Echo/Echoself, Glow/Glows, Ghost/Ghostself, Rain/Rainself, Cloud/Cloudself, Ash/Ashes, Frost/Frostself, Bloom/Bloomself, Dust/Dustself, Thorn/Thorns, Smoke/Smokes, Wisp/Wisps, Tide/Tides, Sky/Skyself, Ink/Inks, Gloom/Gloomself, Drift/Drifts, Pale/Paleself

(🌊) Genders; Mistgender, Nocturnalgender, Ravenic, Gloamgender, Wispic, Mourngender, Aetherflux, Duskgender, Umbraflux, Frostic, Lunaric, Voidgender, Shadowflux, Cryptogender, Gloamingender, Driftgender, Echoic, Fogflux, Hauntgender, Sablegender, Obscuric, Ashenflux, Etherialgender, Hallowedgender, Phantomic, Stygianic, Glimmerflux, Murkgender, Serenegender, Sepulchric, Ghostflux, Chimeric, Veilgflux, Wintric, Eclipsic, Starhollow, Nebulic, Fadeward, Gravegender

(🌘) Faceclaim ideas;

Sorry if this isn’t what you wanted, This is what showed up on pinterest when i typed “dazecore” :3

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[star boarders]

[nirikeehan]

Gonna wambo combo you from the Sexual Tension Prompt list for Thalia/Blackwall for "[ BRUSH ] : Character A reaches forward to brush a strand of Character B’s hair from their eyes." and "[ WET ] : The characters find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet." >:]

ALL RIGHT OKAY IT'S THACKWALL HORNY HOURS TONIGHT

For @dadrunkwriting

WC: 1525

Strap in, I also managed to shove in the following prompts:

sleeve rolling (thanks @theluckywizard)

public touching and pretending to be a couple (thanks @oxygenforthewicked)

pushing against a wall and kissing without warning (thanks @oxygenforthewicked AND @about2dance)

---

She sits beside him on the table he’s set up for woodworking. They talk late into the evening, the air in the stables going cold when the sun goes down. Thalia’s face stays warm, watching the way Blackwall works with his hands. He’s deft and sure in everything he does, each stroke and every nail. She watches his fingers, large and calloused as they are, and wonders. Her stomach flips, not unpleasantly. 

At one point, he rolls his sleeves to the elbow and catches her looking at the naked flesh. 

“Like what you see, my lady?” 

She thinks he might be smirking. She slides off the table, onto her feet. She tries to bring herself back to earth. 

“I’m terribly late for dinner.” She’s stuttering over her words, like a damned schoolgirl. 

She can feel his eyes on her back with every stride through the courtyard she takes. 

—

At a tavern in an unfriendly village, they need information. The commonfolk are hostile toward Grey Wardens, it seems; they feel abandoned by those who came through before, then left in the name of the False Calling. 

“Why do you ask?” says the barkeep, eyes narrowed across the counter. “You one of ‘em?” 

“Me? Never.” Blackwall laughs long and hard, terribly convincing. “It’s just that me and the missus are mighty curious about where they’ve gone. Her brother, you see, joined up a few years ago. She pines for him something fierce, don’t you, love?”

His gaze is upon her, expectant. Thalia hunches over in her barstool, hoping her blush isn’t visible in the dim torchlight. “That’s right,” she says softly. “If anything happened to him, I’d never forgive myself.” 

She can’t conceive of this world, where she would care enough to pursue a lost brother. But then, she can’t fathom being married to Blackwall, either. He reaches over and places a hand on the nape of her neck, laying it on thick for the barkeep, and her heart thumps and thumps. Grey Wardens have relationships sometimes, right? The Hero of Ferelden would have married Good King Alistair, if he hadn’t sacrificed himself ending the last Blight. It’s been known to happen.

She rests her hand on the wrist Blackwall uses to cup his stein of ale. Her fingers tingle. This is an act, of course. Isn’t it? 

The barkeep watches them long and hard. Then he breaks into a toothless smile, accompanied by a salty laugh. “This’s your wife? How’d you manage that, you old dog?” 

“Ah, well, you know. She keeps me young.” Blackwall winks. 

“I bet she does.” The barkeep’s gaze lingers on them a touch too long, and Thalia doesn’t know whether she’s mortified or pleased. Maybe a little of both.

Outside the tavern, after mulling over the leads they’ve been given, Thalia glances upward at Warden Blackwall’s face, so unreadable in the gathering dark. “Is it really so hard to believe?”

“What? You n’ me, my lady?” 

She feels his eyes upon her; it is not, strictly speaking, the look an honorable knight gives a lady. She knows this, and she likes it, to some degree. He is a bit older than her — so what? Girls her age — and below — married men of advanced age all the time. 

“I could—” She grasps for something clever and witty to say. “—Keep you young. Like you said.” 

Blackwall lets out a hearty laugh. “Begging your pardon, but you speak like you don’t know what that means.”

“I know what it means!” Thalia huffs. 

Blackwall stands over her, close enough to touch. “But you’ve never…?”

Now she’s mortified for sure. “That’s not an appropriate question to ask a lady.” She storms past him, toward their camp, before this gets out of hand. 

She thinks she hears him chuckling in the dark behind her. 

—

Thalia never knew it could rain so hard in the desert. The Western Approach’s sky, she thought, would forever be an endless, scorching blue. But the clouds roll in without warning, a dark purplish grey. The rain falls in torrents, turning the sands to mud and drenching her in seconds. She runs for shelter in the awning of an ancient fortress, tumbledown stones persisting for hundreds of years. 

She lets her hair down, pulling fingers through the long, tangled strands, wringing it out like a cloth. There is satisfaction to the lightness that ensues. The air, likewise, possesses a strange, clean scent, as if the landscape itself has been wiped clean by the downpour. 

She hears a throat clearing behind her. Thalia snaps her head up; Blackwall stands in the dark of the archway, similarly soaked. His grey eyes almost seem to glow as their gazes meet. 

Thalia gasps and turns away, her hair long and limp over her shoulders, hanging heavy to her waist. He saw! He isn’t supposed to see! She trembles, suddenly freezing as the wind picks up and hits her clammy skin. 

“F-forgive me, Warden Blackwall,” she says through chattering teeth. “In Ostwick, highborn girls are not to let men — unmarried men — see them with their hair down. It’s beyond scandalous.” 

She feels silly saying this out loud, but it’s true — despite knowing, intellectually, other women do this all the time, she feels as though he caught her with her trousers down and can’t bear to look at him. She scrambles for the rock wall, trying to get out of sight so she can plait her hair again and pin it back up and at last be able to face him. 

His hand grasps her shoulder. Thalia freezes, her heart pounding. Water drips off her nose and chin, and her breath stutters. 

“Strange customs they’ve got in Ostwick,” Blackwall mumbles low in her ear. His fingers trace their way to the nape of her neck. He draws the hair away from her skin, tantalizingly slow. A warm tingling shoots down Thalia’s spine to her toes. “I thought the cheese wheel chase was the height of it.” 

Thalia forces herself to face him. He’s so handsome, painfully so, with hair that shines black and the mighty beard and the distinguished lines of his face. She’s no doubt he’s known many women — she can sense this in his confidence, which comes out when she least expects it. Like now. She swallows hard and tentatively puts her hand on the damp sleeves of his gambeson. 

“I like the cheese wheel chase,” is all she can think to say, like an idiot. 

Blackwall lets out a laugh. “Never said I didn’t like it.” His hand cups her face, and Thalia thinks she might perish. Is she dreaming this? It wouldn’t be the first time. “Tell me, my lady — what happens when an unmarried man spies an Ostwick maid with her hair down?” 

“There’s, ah, varying stories.” 

“Of course there are.”

“In some of them, the girl and offending voyeur must get married on the spot.” 

Blackwall chuckles. “Shame there’s no Chantry mother in this forsaken desert. Makes it difficult to say vows.” 

“In others, the girl is branded a harlot and cast out from her household.” 

Blackwall’s eyebrows shoot upward. “Bit harsh, isn’t it?”

Thalia swallows hard. “I didn’t come up with these tales!” 

“What if there’s no one to see their transgression?” His hands have moved, one to the small of her back, the other to her collarbone, just above her left breast. “What if it’s just him and her, and they can do whatever they like, and no one will be the wiser?” 

Thalia’s heart races. “I— ah, it’s hard — to say—”

He pushes her against the stone wall and kisses her. He tastes of rainwater and smells, faintly, of the woodsmoke that wafted off that morning’s campfire. The weight of him against her through damp fabric feels both exciting and dangerous. She worries he can tell she’s never done this before, but with a groan he deepens the kiss, the hand squeezing her breast, and she realizes that perhaps he doesn’t care. She’s not sure she does either. 

She tangles her fingers in the wet hair at the nape of his neck and tests out leaning into him as they kiss. She feels him respond immediately, and knows with a thrill of trepidation they really could do anything they wanted — who would bear witness? The desolate sand? 

“—Bloody fuck.” Blackwall tears himself away with a violent wrench, leaving Thalia grasping for the wall behind her, dizzy.

“I’m sorry— did I— do something wrong?” She rakes the hair from her eyes, her desire curdling in her belly. 

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Blackwall growls. 

“That is, I think, what I was trying to say earlier.” Is this a joke? Thalia feels a strange desire to laugh. “But you were going on about cheese wheels…”

“You’ve no idea how enticing you are, do you?” His voice sounds, somehow, both reverent and repulsed. “How bloody enchanting?” 

Thalia does not know how to answer that. 

He cackles again, though the mirth is gone, and turns away, scrubbing the water from his face with his palm. Thalia reaches forward, taking his elbow, and tries to think of what to say that won’t wreck everything. 

[lhunuial]

"I had unfinished business." "With the world or me?" "Both, but you are more fun."

[driftward]

So, we have the Alliance raid, Thaleia. And one of our FC members is called Thalia. She is a blue haired Hyur anime protagonist.

And sometimes I'm easily confused.

And also I am in charge of making Discord events for my Free Company, which I usually attach images to.

Anyroad, here's my pictures of the Pantheon of the Twelve... I think.

Byregot, the Builder

Rhalgr, the Destroyer

Azeyma, the Warden

Nald'thal, the Trader...s? Should there be a second one?

Nophica, the Matron

Althyk, the Keeper

Nymeia, the Spinner

Halone, the Fury

Menphina, the Lover, with her loyal hound, Dalamud!

Thaliak, the Scholar

Llymlaen, the Navigator

And Oschon, the Wanderer

Frankly, I don't know why anyone trusts me with anything.

[jennamoran]

Far Roofs

Playtesters haven't really dug that deep into the first complete draft of Nobilis yet. It's ... a large book, and most of the newer stuff isn't actually needed in playtest games. So I've mostly been waiting there and letting the project sit a bit.

In the meantime, I've been laying out the Far Roofs, which has been basically done for a few years. Also holy heck is it cool.

I just kind of forgot about it because I got distracted by Nobilis and then neck issues meant Nobilis took an extra year it really shouldn't have needed to finish (plus a lot of time that it did need) and everything has been terrible but geez

It's a diced game with my standard 5d6 system and a river, an order-of-magnitude upgrade to the CMWGE/Glitch quest system (a bit too experimental and casual to flow forward into Nobilis, probably, but still), and I should be fitting the loose equivalent of 16 CMWGE Arcs/Glitch traits/Nobilis traits, a setting book, and a Glass-Maker's Dragon length campaign into a ~230 page book.

(It may be obvious that small books are not always my goal, or at least do not always win the scrimmage of goals, but it's my priority here. It bugged me that I could ultimately only give digital, ephemeral goods to the people who needed the hardship tier on the Glitch crowdfund.)

Oh! It also has talking rats. Lots of my games do these days tbh at least in the background somewhere but this one heavily features them. You do not play them (usually at least) but you do usually have one for each PC archetype you don't take.

(My last playtest had the grandmother rat Sascha De Rosa, the bard DIY “Dee” Smirnov, the warden Thalia Opera Minerva Alphabet Primorsky III, the reckless prinxe Utena Borgias, and a bunch of miscellaneous shieldbearer Kimuras as its mischief.)

Anyway more soon? I guess?