#why are they wearing a glove with the inquisition symbol?

[piebutt]

veilguard was great but the inquisitor was done dirty.

i have some work to do.

genuinely tho i had such a wonderful time. they actually made a good game? choices sure fucking mattered!

[enasallavellan]

Chapter 157

A long time ago, I held a poll to see what ya'll wanted Enasal to wear to the Winter Palace.

And ya'll decided my girl needed a dress.

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Annason dresses and primps Enasal until her appearance is to her liking, and Josephine gives Enasal some last-minute encouragement before she enters the palace.

You can use the link in the text to get some ambiance if you're so inclined.

Mary's Theme (Piano Version)

Enasal let out a gasp as Annason tightened the corset again, finally tight enough for her liking.

“Fenedhis, I can’t breathe!”

“Mon dieu, always so dramatic!”

Enasal groaned, “I need those organs.”

“Enasal.”

“For breathing!”

“Enasal.”

“And digesting!”

Annason put her hand on her hips and leaned in close, “I could lace you a bit tighter if you would like.”

Enasal shut her mouth.

“That’s what I thought.” She began to fuss with her hair, “Now, to tame this.” After some consideration she smoothed some sort of cream into Enasal’s hair, adding a golden circlet decorated with leaves and vines. It pushed the hair out of her face with a line of teeth, keeping the unruly curls back.

The dress itself had changed at some point since Skyhold. Instead of sleeves down to her elbow, then now ended at the edge of her shoulder, where the fabric loops encircled her nearly bare shoulders. Annason had changed the neckline as well, wider to show her collarbones, connecting with the sleeves so barely an inch covered her shoulders, and the hood that had so offended Josephine had been removed. Enasal wondered if she had completely remade it - the bodice was now a soft moss green and the camisole a warm pink. As the fabric went down to her skirt, it turned to a peach color and trimmed with green at the bottom, like a sunset over a green field. The white stole that hung from her belt ended in a point, but still had the Inquisition symbol with a set of vines as a testament to her Dalish heritage.

“So it’s just the loops that survived the Orlesian-fication.”

Annason slapped her hip, “Oh, hush. Master Solas thought my changes were nice!”

Enasal laughed, “I’m teasing. I love it.”

Annason smiled warmly, handing her a set of elbow-length white gloves, each trimmed with a pink bow on the outer sides. “Good, now, your gloves.” As Enasal slipped them on, she continued to give her instructions, “Now, there will be napkins with all served food. If a utensil is not provided, you’re to hold it by the napkin - please do not soil those gloves.”

“So touch nothing?” Enasal joked.

Annason heaved a sigh but smiled, plucking a brush from her toolset, “Now, my friend.” She balanced Enasal’s chin on the tips of her fingers, “Relax your mouth, let your lips part.”

Enasal squinted at her, “Um… why?”

“I’m painting your lips.” She said, “No arguing.”

It didn’t take long, but Annason continued to scrutinize her work. After some consideration, she reached for yet another jar, using her fingers to smooth pink cream on her cheeks, “Just a bit… your cheeks already have color, but this will make it very…” Finally, a black pencil, carefully outlining her Vasallin, “You are Dalish.” She said softly, “It must be accepted.”

Enasal felt her shoulders drop with a release of tension -she hadn’t even known she was hunching them up.

Annason was a good friend.

After a few more adjustments of her hair and her dress, Annason took a step back to admire her work, hands over her mouth and eyes suddenly tearing up.

“Annason?” Enasal asked uneasily.

“You’re so beautiful!” The other woman cried out, “Look at my friend!”

Enasal heaved a sigh, affectionately rolling her eyes.

“No, my friend truly!” Annason insisted, “More so than the Empress!” She dabbed at her eyes, “And I dressed you!”

Enasal laughed, holding out her arms, “I wouldn't have anyone else make ridiculously elaborate gowns for me.”

Annason carefully accepted the hug, urging Enasal to not let her face touch hers, “You’ll smear your rouge.” She took a step back, grinning at her, “Your lips are safe, however.”

Enasal asked, reaching up to touch her lips, but jerking it down when Annason gave her a warning look, “They are?”

“Yes.” Annason nodded, “That paint will stain your lips possibly until tomorrow afternoon.”

She sighed, “That's a little unnecessary.”

“Hardly.” She grinned, “The color will be safe from food, napkins, glasses of wine.” She grinned, “Another’s lips.”

“Annason!”

“I know you, my friend!” Annason teased, “I highly doubt you’ll be able to keep yourself away from your Commander.”

Enasal went to cover her face, but remembered herself and simply turned her face away, ears and cheeks going pink.

The woman laughed again, kissing the air by Enasal’s cheeks, “I’m so happy I could have a part of this.” She then went to help Enasal with a sleeveless blue cloak - this did have a hood, enough to accommodate her ears.

“You should come with us.” She suggested, carefully clasping the cloak at her neck with a silver button.

Annason shook her head, “No, my friend. A dressmaker does not go to balls.”

Enasal shook her head, grabbing her hands, “This one does. I’ll talk to Josephine - you might not be announced, but you’ll be there!”

Annason stared down at her a few seconds before a smile nearly split her face, “You are the most wonderful person, my friend!”

Enasal nodded, “I’m going to need as many friends with me as I can get.” She nodded, “You’re about Josephine’s size. She could probably loan you a dress.”

“A loaned dress…” Annason stood straight, “I do not care! I will be among the nobility - who is to know it is not my dress?”

“That’s right!” Enasal encouraged.

Annason nodded, fully determined, “I shall speak to the lady Ambassador myself!”

Enasal grinned, “Tell her I order it if she argues.”

As soon as Annason skittered out, Eansal heaved a sigh and looked at the mirror, tilting her head side to side. The first time she had ever seen a mirror, her advisors had caught her playing with it. Making faces and attempting to turn quickly enough to catch her own reflection misbehaving. Now, she saw one every day.

How things had changed.

Carefully, she walked around the room, trying to get used to the dress and all its constraints. She pressed her skirts close to her body, taking comfort in the feel of blades strapped to her thighs. A final knife, small and thin, would be tucked in a small sheath in her bodice, well camouflaged under the heavy fabric.

She found herself laughing at her reflection and she put the knife between her breasts, “Well look at us, we have a shape! Must be all that food.” She leaned into her reflection, “Even if Bull says we weigh the same as a bag of grapes.”

A knock interrupted her soliloquy, and she quickly stepped away from the mirror, “Come in.”

Josephine opened the door, “Enasal, I will allow it this time, but please do not-” She paused, “Oh, Enasal.”

She shifted her weight, “Am I in trouble?”

Josephine hurriedly shook her head, “No, but please do take care to not add such a sudden change as a new guest.” Her smile softened, “You do look lovely.”

Enasal reached to fluff at her curls, but caught herself, “Thank you…”

Josephine smiled and clapped her hands together, “Now. Are you ready?”

It was then the anxiety hit. Swirling in her stomach and up to her throat, silencing her voice and balancing her skin.

Josephine put down her clipboard and put her hands on her shoulders, “Enasal. You are ready.”

Enasal nodded, swallowing.

“You’ve practiced. You’ve learned. You’ve improved.” She smiled, “And If you stumble remember you are well-loved in Orlais. They might even find it charming.” She took a step back and smiled, “And you're beautiful. That will help.”

Enasal smiled weakly, “I’m terrified.”

“As was I at my first ball.” She nodded, “And if you need time, we can find you a place to take a few minutes.”

She nodded.

With another warm smile, Josephine led her out of the room, “Lady Inquisitor. The others are already on their way. I’ll take you to your carriage.”

With a steadying breath, Enasal nodded and followed her.

[kurtty-drabbles]

Church/ Soulmate au

N/A: Is a cliche I´ll use but I like it. So, let´s see what happens here.

@djinmer4 @sailorstar9 @dannybagpipesarecalling @discordsworld @look-ma-no-hands336

In Ultramar, a country that banished religion for the concept of a positive future, and in a more “clean” future, they ´re separated into 3 classes. The first class is dominated class A and is where the richer and nobles live well, the second class is dominated class B where people with fewer means live and the third class is dominated class C where people with no means are located. Another thing to mention about this world, there´s the soulmate system, where each person is blessed with a half tattoo and your significant other is born with the complete draw, the idea is that each person, unite, and makes the perfect union.

The Prydes meet thanks to the soulmate system. Terry Pryde had a half image of a yellow heart and Cameron had the other half. However, their daughter, Kitty Pryde, has a strange symbol on her hand that no one can decipher.

Her symbol is a half image of a sun, however, the design is very ancient and thanks to a research Kitty made, this type of design is a date in 1600, which, means two things or her soulmate is a hipster that loves old things or her soulmate is already dead. In addition, this prompts pity and mocking from her peers ever since.

Ultramar has some problems and struggles, yet, they have too much pride to ask for help, except, in the health department and when the affiliation of the church offers the help they begrudge accepts. So, this week, everyone has a chance to get vaccinate and the Prydes won´t let that chance be wasted.

“Kitty, sweetie, come on, or the queue will be too big” Terry urged Kitty and Cameron makes some jokes about queue and big things that Terry and Kitty ignored.

The young woman is preparing herself as she is being urged by her mother one more time, however, in the hurry, Kitty forgets her own white gloves and that will change her future forever.

The nurse is making small idle talk with Kitty Pryde, Kitty thinks being a nurse can be a nice occupation. “So, is it raining outside? They broadcast a heavy rain” and the nurse takes Kitty´s arm carefully preparing for the procedure.

Kitty shakes her head, “I´d not think it will rain today, but, the weather is a mystery sometimes” she jokes and the nurse hums in good humour and once the shot is given. “Hey, you have a very pretty tattoo” the nurse speaks in a soothing tone.

Kitty is a bit crestfallen. “Well, that´s a sad tattoo, is the mark of my soulmate but judging by how old it is, is a very ancient style this drawn, my soulmate is already dead” Kitty replied.

“Oh, I´m sorry, but, maybe your soulmate isn´t from here, maybe your soulmate is outside of Ultramar”

“Yeah, well, I´m too poor to leave this country, so, I´d not have means to chase my soulmate”

______________________________________________ In the centrefold of the power of the Church where the Inquisition lives, and nurse Williams is forgetting the proper protocol and is barging into the private area of the head of inquisition.  And she is rewarded by seeing the man himself, if she can call him as such, sitting in the dark in his throne-like chair and drinking wine(is it wine or blood? Is hard to tell and no one dares to make the question) “Sister Williams?” Kurt Szardos regards Sister Williams with little interest. “What´s so important that prompts you to forget the protocols?” his words have mirth, but, is laced with something else, not always, when Kurt Szardos smiles means something good will happen to you.

“I´ve found your soulmate” she speaks and that dangerous smile continues, oh, how many, many and many people try to manipulate him with this talk and how they all fall down. “I´ve proof” she Sister Williams is quick to give an image of the tattoo.

“Where did you found her?” Kurt´s tone is too authoritative and Sister Williams has no reason for the lie.

“In Ultramar, section C. She´s lives in a poor area, along with her family. Her name is…” __________________________________________________

Ultramar hates the Church more than people realize, is not mere displeasure, is a downright malicious feeling, is genuine hate, and Kurt Szardos, the speaking voice of the Church, is the one they hate the most. The government tries secret assassinations plots that always, always fail. So, when the man himself appears in Ultramar, the government is less than, please.

The man is as dangerous as he´s handsome. So, of course, women did look at him(the old fetish of churchmen is strong and hide well in Ultramar) but, Kurt is not paying them any mind as he arrives in the house 34.

Stories of Cinderella dances in his mind. And, Kurt wonders, for a moment, if his soulmate would want her to punish those who wrong him like Cinderella with her step-sisters.

The Prydes look dubious at Kurt Szardos, while, Kitty Pryde is in total awe. Especially as their tattoo shows a complete and genuine match. “We´re soulmates! Wait, how old are you?” Kitty asked confused, this tattoo´s design is very old and Kurt does not appear to be over 30.

Kurt chuckles and whispers into her ear, ignoring the Prydes. “I´m a vampire, and I was waiting for you”

The prydes are not sharing the same sentiment as Kitty is, however, she´s in cloud nine and their only daughter deserve to be happy, even if is with a vampiric deity that works as head of inquisition.

Ultramar´s government did not take well their own citizen have a connection with a person they loathe so much, so, they decide to do something. Ultramar has many hitman and mercenaries at their beck call, one word, and Kitty Pryde is dead.

Kitty Pryde was happily going to buy some treats, a small celebration she is making, as her soulmate is finally here with her. Sadly, the celebration will be cut short as a hand muffled her screams and take her away.

Ultramar does not forget.

And neither does Kurt.

Kurt manages to find Kitty in time, a battle (if the word can be used here) issues and Kurt left no survivors, only Kitty blindfold and scared is visible. “Katzchen, are you hearing?” she nods “you´re safe now, I´ll take you to a much safer place” and adds “do you trust me?”

“Yes, of course” Kitty Pryde is in the Church now, she´s being taken care of and is slowly come to terms of what it meant to be Kurt´s soulmate. The man enters the room with hot chocolate and Kitty greedily drinks it.

“Will” she starts making a question “became a vampire like you?” and Kurt only chuckles at such naive question.

“No, Katzchen, vampire genes aren´t like the movies show, I can´t make you a vampire” he speaks amused and Kitty is crestfallen.

“So, I´ll die and you´ll be alone one day?” Kitty asked again and Kurt has the self control to not cry or show how this is not an outcome that will ever happen.

“Katzchen, you may not be a vampire, but, you may be immortal” Kurt answers kindly and gives a kiss on her forehead “now, tell me, what are you thinking of the Church?”

“Oh, I´m loving it. Ultramar, often told us how you´re all evil” Kitty speaks and then try to amend “but, they´re wrong” Kurt watches as Kitty has a soft expression telling about her childhood and Kurt is mesmerized. ___________________________________________________________

However, she soon asked about her parents, as she can say she´s nowhere near close to her house, Kurt´s answer is not very satisfying to Kitty. “Ultramar tried to kill you, they wanted to kill you again”

“And my parents are safely in Ultramar?!” Kitty exclaimed angrily “Why I can´t contact them? Kurt, they´re my family”

“Is not safe, Katzchen” Kurt replied again.

“I´ll talk to my parents whatever you want or not”

The discussion is getting heat, until, Kurt agrees under one condition. “ I´ll go with you and if I saw anything strange I´ll act upon, is that agreeable?”

Kitty agrees in the end. And after a month, the Prydes finally saw their daughter, she´s wearing fancy outfits and look far prettier than one month ago. The Prydes hug Kitty, but, don´t offer the courtesy to Kurt.

How Ultramar didn´t take revenge on her family? Kurt has some theories and one that makes more sense, at least for now, is that Ultramar wants to hurt him, the Prydes´ death won´t make him cry, now, Kitty´s death…

Again, the Prydes aren´t that happy with the man.

“Kurt, can I take my parents with me?” she asked in a suggestive tone. “They would be safer in Europe”

The Prydes aren´t too keen on having to be closer of Kurt, however, Kitty´s words have the truth. Kurt is thinking for a moment, until, he concedes is possible to take the Prydes if they so wish to. Again, Kurt and the Prydes won´t have the happiest in-law relationship.

Kitty´s story is the real case of Cinderella and people love it. The poor woman who manages to be the soulmate of the prince(head of inquisition on this case) and many make questions and interviews about the case.

Kitty a real introvert is not too comfortable with people making questions about her love life, unlike Kurt, who seems to take those interviews easily.

“For how long we´ll have to do this?” she asked bemused and Kurt holds her hand gentle calming her nerves.

“The hype will die eventually, however, I´d thank you for doing this for me, Katzchen” there´s a genuine joy in his eyes and kitty is always in awe with her soulmate.

“Fine, but, only because I love you too much”

“I love you too, Katzchen”

The couple is together and the only real conflict comes with the Prydes and when Kurt often makes plans that involve Kitty being absence from her family without them knowing, but, Kitty loves Kurt deeply and Kurt loves Kitty Pryde to death and they can overcome this issue as a strong couple.

[spiritmaiden23]

finally, i’ll be going to the doctors to check out my other health issues i have! i... forgot what the appointment is for since i made it a month ago bUT STILL!!! so i’ll be mia for a bit. in the memetime, read this bio of a zelda i made about at two in the morning because what even is sleeping. it’s messy but here it is. she’s born during the era of chaos so that means wartime bby. namely against the interlopers. while the royal family isn’t established until the era of prosperity... it’s established here for story reasons because nintendo can suck my big toe on this since nothing is consistent about their timeline. i.... really like her and might rp on as her on discord if anyone’s interested! idk if i’ll make a blog i’ll explode if i have anymore blogs ;v; 

content warning for death namely by illness and poisoning because zelda can never be happy ever

*~. B A S I C S

name. zelda nicknames. zel, zellie age. 21 birthday. April 14 gender. Female sexuality. cries idk family. Cehyish Johansen Hyrule (father) Zelda Seltcia Hyrule (mother)  occupation. queen of hyrule, fights in the front lines abilities. basic magic along with light magic, she can wield the light force itself through various tricks one of them able to take form through light arrows though for this she needs to pray to the light spirits. which is something that is rarely done hence why she uses regular arrows, she can hear and communicate with the light spirits, create barriers or destroy them, has telepathy and teleportation *~. A P P E A R A N C E

eyes. colored a light grey, they are almond-shaped with a sunken-in appearance due to the dark circles beneath her eyes Her lashes are long and she wears pink eyeshadow.  hair. best described as a light butterscotch blonde that has a natural ombré to it which is a honey blonde. she often wears it up in a ponytail held by a pink ribbon and has it braided, sometimes the braid is slung over her shoulders. she does not have bangs and instead wears her crown on her forehead that is reminiscent of the winged crest with a red jewel in the center, it is golden in color. height + other. she’s of above-average height, standing at 5′6″ with a somewhat small build however she has an hourglass-shaped body with prominent hips, there is slight muscle in her arms that’s subtle. Clothing wise, she’s almost always seen in her field clothes. which consists of a pastel pink tunic that is form-fitting as well as elaborate in design it is sleeveless and she wears a dark brown cape over it which is clasped by a red amulet with the triforce embedded in the middle and the cape stops above her waist and has the royal family symbols in white on the back of it. the tunic is a turtle neck that has a v-shape to it the accent of the tunic with the designs is golden. From her waist is a thick brown belt where she has a master key hanging from it along with a bottle and a pouch located to the side. in the back is where she straps the quiver that hangs. on her right leg is yet another pouch where she hides a knife, it’s strapped to her thigh. she wears riding pants that are cream or very light tan in color and her boots are dark brown in color and rests below her knees covering her shins. she wears the bow around her shoulder and wears fingerless brown gloves along with gauntlets covering over them.  

* ~ B A C K S T O R Y her story is not a happy one. a drop of golden tragedy stains the pages of her book detailing her life. she was born centuries later after the sky era, hyrule knew peace at that time and those who descended from the goddess made mortal became leaders, forming the royal family. memories of her mother, zelda, are scarce since she died from a plague that had gone on back eight years ago. though she’d live with her father the two weren’t that close due to the grief that he wallowed in over the death of her mother. sure enough, once she turns twelve her father would follow suit due to an assassination attempt that was carried out by his brother in an attempt to possess the crown, as such her father died through poisoning and it was something that she’d witnessed yet at the time didn’t understand what he slipped into his food. as such this event would feed into her paranoia she forms later on as an adult, already learning that she can’t trust others, not even family, therefore, she would keep a close eye out on who she can and cannot trust. rather than the crown going over to her uncle, zelda would instead carry on the burden of the royal family as it is her goddess-given right to be the heir to the throne considering from her mother’s side she possesses the blood of the goddess. she became an orphan and princess at a young age, only twelve years of age. the accusation that her uncle was the reason for her father’s death was taken seriously as she wasn’t the only witness, a maid had also seen her uncle slip in the poison as such he was to be executed for committing a sinful act without trial. 

there wasn’t much she could do as the princess considering she was but a child, instead, she’d relying on the court to help out with politics since there was only so much wisdom she carried. she had freedom nonetheless, full reign on where she wanted to go, therefore she’d visit the slums of hyrule castle town once she’d meet with a young boy who was around her age named link. they met through an attempt of him trying to steal her crown and once she’d convince him to give back her crown, she’d find that she actually got along with the brat despite his sarcastic attitude he was an alright person. the two became childhood friends. link would teach her how to survive on the streets while zelda would sneak whatever spoils from the castle she can get in order to give it to him so that he had money for him and his family (consisting of his grandma, father, mother, and younger sister) as she grew to love them and wanted to help out in any way. the two would play all sorts of games together, even going as far as to spar with one another thus inspiring for zelda to learn how to use both the sword and a weapon she always felt a pulling to after hearing about it in the tales about the chosen hero: bow and arrows. under careful instructions by impa, she’d learn how to use the weapon at an early age. 

it is worth noting that she can, in fact, summon light arrows upon praying to the light spirits, this fact was shared to her by impa. much to the dismay of zelda that the only way she can use light arrows was through contact with the light spirit. though understanding that she has the blood of the goddess flowing through her veins, she refused to accept that she descended from the goddess hylia much less is placed under the curse from demise. carrying such a heavy fate frightened her as a child as such she’d ignore the calls of the spirits and deny that she’s descended from the goddess herself, believing her magic to be just like anyone else’s. she rejects her family origins and does whatever she can to avoid both fate and the spirits despite being able to hear them or see them. 

her friendship with link wouldn’t last very long... at sixteen the very same illness that took the life of her mother infected link. and though she tried to find the cure, fate would get in the way often causing odd circumstances again and again. by the time she created a cure, he’d already passed. she was able to save his family but the loss of her childhood friend had been a heavy blow to the princess and till this day she still grieves over him. 

nineteen she was coronated to be queen once she learns the way of the court, therefore, knew how to handle herself in front of nobles and other court members. many underestimated her, something she used to her advantage. she rarely showed weakness in front of the court and is shown to be quite wise and well-read. 

at twenty, rumors of the triforce would circle around the kingdom, reaching the hearts of those who possessed greed... as well as a group of magic users known as the interlopers. chaos broke out and soon the flames of war would ravage the lands, deciding to put an end to the war and unify the kingdom once more, she fights in the front lines along with her men. of course... this is all before the intervention of the goddesses and the light spirits which wouldn’t happen until years later once the war was at its height.    

*~. P E R S O N A L I T Y

she’s been through tragedy time and time again, losing those close to her yet all of that tragedy only made her stronger. zelda is known for her extroverted attitude which is unexpected of a princess who is meant to be refined she’s extremely casual as well, but she’s someone who loves to laugh loud and have fun while finding joys in the little things, she can be sarcastic which is a trait she picked up from her late friend link and displays some flirtatious behavior. she lives every day as though it is her last due to the death that surrounds her time and time again. that said she’s still the wise princess that would later carry on to other princesses of the royal family, she does not carry any bias and is considered to be a stern yet fair ruler although she can over-analyze things. 

she is magnanimous and sensitive yet there are times where she can be insensitive, she does not mean any harm by this as sometimes her intentions can come across as off. while forgiving to an extent, she can be quite resentful should someone break her trust which is something she hardly gives out and it will be hard to take away her resentment. 

zelda has a tough time trusting people, paranoia that others might be after her powers, as well as the throne, sings within her mind influencing her aloof state should she come across someone that acts suspicious, is a wielder of dark magic or carries a bad history in general. as the result, due to how hard it is to give trust to others she’s become fiercely independent and rarely seeks out help no matter how much she may need it. she hates feeling helpless most of all.

while very open and outgoing, she has a tough time opening up emotionally, often putting off her problems and emotions and should anyone bring it up will change the subject very quickly. she doesn’t like thinking about her emotions much less confront them and has difficulty in confronting her more sensitive side. 

she’s extremely stubborn, once she makes up her mind it’s hard for anyone to change it as determination to see her decisions to the end is what motives her. she carries the fear of failure due to her position, as such she often persists to fix her mistakes should she mess up somehow along the line, she’s highly critical of herself and holds herself to certain standards that she must achieve in. as such... she can be a bit of a workaholic to achieve this as well as a smidgen of perfectionism.

overall though. she’s the princess of a nation that is crumbling apart due to war, try as she might to put off the help of the goddesses, she does, in fact, need their intervention as this war is something too big for her to handle. 

[blondepomeranian]

so, hear me out...

I’m not wholly convinced the figure at the end of the teaser trailer is Solas.

In fact, I’m almost convinced that it’s definitely not Solas.

(That said, I’m a baby at persuasive meta, so believe what you will, but here’s my reasoning.)

First, let’s get the purely aesthetic reasons out of the way.

Yes, the figure does seem to have a mage staff, the tell-tale fur, and appear to be bald. But that does not an egg make. What throws me most are the skin tones, the pattern on the outfit, and the staff.

So what the fuck is the white part on the head? At first glance it looks like a helmet, similar to the one the ‘canonical’ image of the inquisitor wears, minus the nose piece (which could be omitted at the right angle). If we are assuming the white part of the head is depicting a helmet, that does not match with Solas’ typical presentation (excepting Halamshiral but that was pure petty spite) nor does it fit with the fact that the figure is presented as a mage (staff) when mages typically wear crowls, hoods, or other headgear that is not a helmet. IF it is believed to be a helmet and the darker skin (inconsistent with Solas’ white-washed complexion) beneath it to be, well, just that, it does not explain necessarily why the hands are of a similar color besides ??gloves??gauntlets??. Artistically speaking, I think it was important to have the hands stand out and so to do those with a darker color given the bg may not have had as much of an impact, so I’m willing to give those an artistic pass, but the white of the helmet I’m not so sure on. If it is a helmet, it clashes not only with presenting as a mage but also what Dalish elf wears a helmet?? An alienage/tevinter/former slave elf, on the other hand... But if it’s not a helmet, then is it... hair? fenris? A representation of baldness in that manner would not be consistent with other representations, like that of the sentinels (which I have a theory that Solas modeled his hobo/Inquisition-appearance after, but that’s another post). For now, I’m gonna give a big ol’ IDK to what it is exactly, except to say that I don’t think it lends credence to the figure being Solas. If anything, its vagueness casts more doubt, and scatters credence to other theories, hence this post.

The pattern on the outfit: from the moment I saw it something pinged it as familiar. I cannot for the life of me find exactly what I’m looking for, but the patterns that come to mind are, particularly,

those of grey warden armor (mage armor close up, seen here). Although I will admit that could be a total crapshoot, as the style in the fresco gives more a noble, cloak like appearance while that is very much not the typical style of more functional grey warden armor. Still, there is no consistency with any of Solas’ attire except perhaps in the sleeve over the bicep (before it’s weirdly cut off by an armlet??) if compared to his outfit from the romanced tarot card. But I’m really just grasping at straws here to find anything that matches.

Lastly, the staff held there is, imo, a glaring error that that figure is probably not the Egg. While we do not see him wield a staff in Trespasser, the only time we see him canonically wield a staff (uninfluenced by equipment) is in his original (unromanced) tarot card, in which I will 100% admit that staff looks exactly the same as the one in the trailer. HOWEVER, given his duplicity and the artistic nature of tarot cards, I’m hedging my bets that that staff was used to [mis]guide the player into Solas’ leaning towards the Elven hobo Mage image, and hence why I’m more or less brushing it aside. Besides, the other time we see him wield an uninfluenced staff is in the journey to Skyhold, where he is shown to hold a very specific kind of staff that I am currently blanking on, but

that. Which, if anything, appears to be Tevene in origin, based on the heavy metallics and the dual dragon iconography. Either that, or it’s Elvhen sentinel, though in-game skins don’t entirely support it but the general style isn’t a far jump. And even if I’m wrong in what it appears to be, what I’m getting at is IT SURE AIN’T DALISH, which is entirely the style of the staff held by the figure. If anything it looks suspiciously like the staff a Dalish Keeper would typically wield...

Which brings me to my next point of contention...

The tree the figure stands in front of, in a protective stance. And not just any tree, a Vhenadahl, by the looks of it. The symbol of the [Dalish] people. Now I’m not saying Solas isn’t, in a twisted way, trying to protect his people (the Elvhen), but he’s outright stated how he’s willing to sacrifice the Dalish in order to bring back the Elvhen, so the imagery here would be a complete mismatch. (But you know what wouldn’t be? An alienage/tevinter/former slave elf...) And given that he’s doing so in opposition to the rendering of the Dread Wolf, it portrays a very Dalish image--unwilling to submit, even when everything you know and love is nearly lost, against the very villain of the Dalish folklore. IIRC, the imagery shown in places like the Temple of Mythal and other ruins from the time of the Elvhen always seem to have more of a grandeur with their warriors in aggressing stances, not the a ragged, last-stand, protective kind that threads through Dalish history (but that could be because I’m leaning heavily on (foggy memories of) the sentinel imagery from the temple of Mythal and in trespasser).

As for the overall composition of the piece...

I went to school for a degree in English and Psychology; I’m no art historian or critic. My weaknesses with his piece are that while I’m vaguely familiar with the symbolism of the circles behind heads and understand the general connotations behind certain colors, I have to say the pale red behind the figure leaves me a bit stymied. The only other instance of this in my tarot/fresco scan is in Blackwall’s original picture, which could suggest power, strength, conflict, blood, or duplicity. These could thematically fit with Solas as the Dread Wolf, but given the contradictions above and my bumbling guesses with what it’s supposed to represent at all, it doesn’t end up warranting much of a claim. There is also, of course, the obvious in this picture that it could be something to do with red lyrium, but I personally don’t have enough information to make any kind of real stab at incorporating that into a guess.

So anyway, leaving the details where they are, we see a mage-ly figure in front of a burnt tree standing up to a recoiling or circling Dread Wolf. The figure is clearly leaning forward, perhaps mid-step forward, while the Dread Wolf appears to be backing away or at least keeping an even distance from the figure (at least for the moment) as they encroach. Given Bioware’s set up for Solas/Fen’Harel to become the (currently known) villain of DA4, this figure opposite the Dread Wolf is set up in the composition as the protagonist of this piece. Who they are, exactly, is unknown for the moment, but I believe it is safe to say, at least, who they are not: Solas.

(please interact with this--I’d love to hear input or other opinions but pleeeease be civil and courteous. As said earlier, I am still a baby in terms of dragon age lore and meta.)

[mommydragon-of-all]

OC Interview Meme

This looks fun. Also some answers drastically differ depending on around what time this "interview” takes place. So i got thinking and since I was tagged by@sakurabunnie who’s getting to know my pre-inquisition Soren, i choose to time this before Inquisition. Then i was tagged by dear @hadiden-lavellan too, but by then i was halfway through his post, and hey why not, some looking back :) Thank you both!!!! :3333

For Soren (Lavellan):

1. What is your name?

“A lot of people have called me by a lot of names. You can call me Soren.”

2. What is your real name?

“It is actually Soren. Yep, just Soren. I lost my original belonging and i didnt take any of my families surnames. Not permanently nor in any way official.”

3. Do you know why you were called that?

“Oh well, my parents wanted a pair of short and strong names that ring together, even if they had to get a bit creative. Also, as i learned, a pair of names that can be lilted and growled equally well haha “

4. Are you single or taken?

“i am free like a bird. Does your nest have some extra space on a cold night by the way?”

5. Have any abilities or powers?

“Im a highly trained assassin, among … other things. If you ever get in trouble… *slides over a strange little object* flash this around the shady parts of any city. They will take care of the rest. But for your lives sake, do not try to lie”

6. Stop being a Mary Sue.

“ I dont think i ever used that alias… “

7. What’s your eye color?

“Oohhh you are welcome to gaze into them closer, yes ;) no low light excuses, they have their own, so just lean over… “

8. How about your hair color?

“ Oh yes that is harder to tell in different lights. Its dark red, like good wine or blood from the liver .”

9. Have you any family members?

“ I have tons. If you meant blood relation… other than my twin sister i have some distant family. Literally distant even, like few and far between, out in the world. Some of us exchange awesome birthday gifts some years though, regardless of the exact date. Who has time to time that. “

(Scattered by the wind, but firmly standing like the trees)

10. Oh? What about pets?

“ Sadly animals are deadly afraid of me. It takes just a sniff to run for dear life… Even predators… it takes a special blend of proud and crazy to befriend me it seems. I would kill for such treasures. Like that Hart i once fought for an apple in that deep forest and lately rode to far destinations… i think it starts to get even attached!!! If he sticks around im gonna call him Captain. But remember, Dont go close to him! For your dear life, please dont. He is easy to recognize. Big as a mountain and looks like “Oh, Shit”. “

(’Where to, Captain?’)

11. That’s cool I guess, now tell me about something you don’t like.

“ Those things are about to change. Or drop in numbers significantly in the world. Just wait. …as truly as i want to mean that, unfortunately some things never change. Like the darkness in people, festering hearts. There will always be things like betrayal, prejudice, hatred, discrimination, envy, greed, cruelty,... i could go on. People who mostly keep themselves above those shades of their nature are all worth to be protected.“

12. Do you have any hobbies/activities you like doing?

“ Oh there are so many awesome things in the world and so many exciting things to do! I cant even count them. Like there’s hunting dragons for one! Speaking of hunting, there is also treasure hunt and demon hunt and manhunt and wyvernhunt and countless others, the bigger and meaner the better! But then theres also MAGIC! Do you have any idea how awesome that is? Everything magic and everything it touched. Putting together and using magic objects for so many things! And spells??? Potions, lotions, weapons... And there are also PEOPLE! The most magical thing is the warm light in ones heart. And they are so various and unique! There are different languages and codes and symbols and oh the stories! And dance and music and pleasures and laughing and caring and helping and…. oh … haha… im sorry, are you awake? Please ask away. “

(’Ah, what a beautiful day!’)

13. Ever hurt anyone before?

“ I think you snoozed off and forgot about my profession already. :)  “

14. Ever… killed anyone before?

“ Hahaha oh these sharp and pointy things and stuff arent for chopping and cooking vegetables either.”

15. What kind of animal are you?

“Pfffft i am my own species! Hehe! A unique hybrid i guess! But definitely a big animal, yes. Sis’ won that argument long ago, so there you have the answer. “

16. Name your worst habits.

“Hmm? What?” (*Muffs out with one of the interviewers -already leafed through-notebooks between his sharp teeth, booth on table...*) Hey! That is… how did you… *sigh*... nevermind  

(exhibit 99: ‘”I’ll go straight there!”)

17. Do you look up to anyone at all?

“My sister, definitely. She is the best. She is indestructible in every way i swear! Gotta be the strongest person alive. She is also really cool. But hot. I mean explosive! Not that shes not hot, technically... she is my female version after all haha. And caring for me with great big sister love (*mumble*:even if i am like 5 minutes older), but dont spread that ;) Might harm her notoriety.  I also look up to several of my tutors and many other people for many different reasons. People can be so many kinds of amazing.”

18. Gay, straight, or bisexual?

“You can not expect me to label my interests in a world full of so many differently beautiful people with warm hearts.”

19. Do you go to school?

“Yes. Life. 24/7. Got less intense since i learned how to survive and sustain myself, and grew a strong body to back up my needs and will, but there are always new things to learn and lessons you never asked for too. I had some actual teachers along the way too, but lately mostly i just teach myself what i dont just encounter by diving into new things. Which is not only fun by the way, you are bound to learn a few things. Then there are books, theories, researching, digging, honing instincts and reflexes, combining and refining techniques or theories, trial and error... Life is a bottomless school “

20. Do you ever want to marry and have kids one day?

“Wow, wow, you mean like.. babies? Sweet Fade, i wouldnt dare breathe their way, they are so fragile... little young PEOPLE, persons who arrived so recently and understand so little and cant even tell whats up just cry and i cant understand them, i understand every language but i can not understand babies for my life and ... and... thats terrifying! And do you have any idea how EASY it is to kill someone? And then there is that small bundle of vulnerability, my proximity could be lethal to it! And .... *sigh*... sorry just... It all would depend on that special person i might find who would want to keep me for life, for better or worse, and if they wanted kids... even if babies, i would be on board. I would do anything for that special someone. Even learn baby care... Bigger kids, well, i already have :D . In good care. If any of them were to be taken under my constant and indirect care, would depend on a lot of things. Right now they are much safer otherwise.”

21. Do you have any fanboys/fangirls?

“Most certainly ;D.But none of them know much about me, of course. With that comes a transformation of those feelings”

22. What are you most afraid of?

‘Im not afraid of ANYTHING!” *eyes instantly betraying* “Fine, fine, gotta be loss. Ironic, isnt it, for i have but what is on my person. Replaceable come and goes. Im mostly afraid of losses that arent even really “mine”, but others. Loved ones or even barely known ones loosing their lives or their light. Loosing my sister, myself, my heart... that is all i am. The only thing i cannot live without is my heart, i AM my heart, and loosing pieces of it or have it broken or freezing through a hole... I hate how selfish that is. But yeah. There you go. I still tend to leave pieces of it everywhere, and it only grows with that, funny how that works, but it also tends to get wounded on every turn. I fear the numbing cold. I fear the day when i cant hold it together and go on anymore.”

(from “When you are away”)

23. What do you usually wear?

“What you see is my whole wardrobe, hahah. But i shift and change to blend in from the dirt of Orzammar’s dust town to the shining halls of Orlesian palaces. Its fun.  What i like to wear mostly are well covering clothes, that allow a great scale of mobility, but not baggy to catch on things. Made of high quality materials only. My clothes MUST be of great quality materials, more for comfort than durability. Heightened overall senses arent always fun. Oh and for outer wear i like leather, especially dragonskin stuff for light armor, and long boots are the only footwear i acknowledge, some with high heels, and a matching pair of long gloves from soft fine leather are necessary too. Long coats from mostly leather and all the necessary leather straps and harnesses and pouches and belt too of course. If it counts, all my current favorite necklaces with magical pendants and bracelets are a constant wear too. It also doesnt hurt if my clothes look great. But fine materials tailored to my body and my needs usually bring that effect without further touches.”

(*his gear gotta let his smooth ass move*)

24. Do you love someone?

“I love all good people. ...and some others”

25. When was the last time you wet yourself?

"Bahahahhahaa now thats some blunt question! It deserves to be answered truthfully. I wish i could say when i was a baby, but truth is i think it happened a few times during the wilder rides of intense poison training with blood magic assistance, but im not really sure, i was barely conscious through those parts from pain and all kinds of nasty sensations, i came to my senses naked and tucked in after them. I never do extreme limit pushing training alone. There were also times when i was subject to some blood spells and experiments unwilling too. I have some suspicious blurry memories that i have made all sorts of messes. Egh. Lets move on to more fun questions”

26. Well, it’s not over yet!

“Perfect!”

27. What class are you? (High class, middle class, low class)

“I live outside of such systems. But i took part in every class during my life, thanks to current families or goals.”

28. How many friends do you have?

“Plenty, but one cant have too many. Helping each other goes a long way. I tend to make some friends everywhere i go, but i have few close friends. The closest one is my sis’. She knows me more than i know myself, and she is always there for me, at any cost.”

29. What are your thoughts on pie?

“Pie? One of the most fun cakes. It was invented for throwing i swear!”

30. Favourite drink?

“Hmmmm... old, red wine, hot and seasoned, spiced with a nice kick of that special antivan poison blend. I dont recommend you trying it, but you dont know what you’re missing out.”

31. What’s your favourite place?

“Wherever i am welcome.”

(*one favorite place example. It is not Where, it is Who*)

32. Are you interested in someone?

“I am interested in everyone. Are you fishing for some special interest?”

33. What’s your bra cup size and/or how big is your willy?

“Hahahha oh you never disappoint! Well, it was a long time ago when i last i wore a bra, back when i could still pull off the young girl appearance, to get in paces and so on. I always made sure to have a proportional but quite evident bosom. Oh it was such fun, my long hair helped too, and i dished out that act spot on! Like that time in Val Royeaux, when the heads i turned waltzing in as part of a rich antivan court were spinning all around in frantic search in the chaos, while i walked right out as a male servant. Oh sorry, i got distracted. You also asked about my “willy” if i recall correctly. If you would like to measure it so badly we can discuss that later ;) “

34. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean?

“Hmmm.... whichever promises more sunk treasures and secrets. Some lakes hide quite the surprises let me tell you.”

(’Looks like a perfect place for some diving..’)

35. What’s your type?

“My type of what, exactly, dear? ;)”

36. Any fetishes?

“I am very flexible in many ways, let me tell you, in case you are planning to bend me to your will. And if id have some suggestions, well, let it remain a little mystery for now ;p”

37. Seme or uke? Top or Bottom? Dominant or Submissive?

“Depends. What would you like me to be?”

38. Camping or indoors?

“Nothing beats a warm bed and a well secured resting place. Especially with my... condition, and experiences”

39. Are you wanting the interview to end?

“Are you kidding me? You have such awkward, uncomfortable questions... Let me get a new round of drinks for us and lets do this till morning!” “What do you mean new round... when did this cup of hot wine get here? It has my name on it??? What the... I better go i think.”

40. Now it’s over!

“What? Oh come on, we just got to some really “embarrassing” parts! Talking about “embarrassing”, would you like to hear the story of my encounter with this qounari dreadnought captain and ended up on board to Ostwick? Maybe you can tell me some stories yourself too in exchange..” *puppy eyes+shining grin combo* “Well, im not exactly in a hurry...” “Excellent!” *shifts closer and pours more wine*

I tag @quizzikemen @pelle-lavellan @hadiden-lavellan @sakurabunnie @elalavella @nipuni and everyone who wants to do it! For those who already did this consider this a tag for another OC! Gotta love them all :D (if you feel like doing it. I always feel like reading it)

[mageintime]

I’m calling them Koxal 

This is what I have for them so far (Some things are missing, it’s unfinished)

Koxal are a small, furry, mammalian species that range from 2-3 feet in length, with most of that being tail

They are bipedal, and balance using said massive tail

They may have ears of varying sizes, but they generally have a fluffy interior

Their heads and bodies are approximately the same size

Facial traits vary among species members, with snouts varying in size and shape

Pupils may be of varying sizes and shapes, with odd shapes and colours generally resulting from magical alteration

There is no real distinction between sexes, and honestly we don't really need to get into it

Koxal are born in litters of 3-5 pups, and spend the first few weeks blind, deaf, and mostly hairless. They are cared for by their parents and extended family before being introduced to the wider community around 1 month in age

After the first stage of life, Koxal are raised communally, though they can distinguish their close relatives by smell

Koxal have a good sense of smell and taste, though their eyesight can easily become compromised and their ears tend to become clogged with fur if not trimmed regularly. As such, much of their learning is linked to taste and smell, though they have an odd love of reading which is why so many end of with corrective lenses of some sort (or other magical aids)

Koxal have very fast digestive systems, and regularly eat nearly their body weight daily. Thankfully, most of them aren't picky.

Koxal are a herd species and become distressed if separated from their community. Many live in communal housing, and travel in packs of kin or friends

Koxal have hands, but their fingers are very stubby and are covered in microscopic hook-like structures to help them grip

Koxal are a heavily community focused species, and tend to share both resources and labour

Communities are generally composed of several extended families, and multiple generations may live together

Koxal have a three “gender” system, though roles are flexible and more describe an individual's temperament

“Soxel” are hard headed, strong willed, and generally more talk than action, but may also be the “shoot first, ask questions later” type. Many Soxel become guards, sellswords, or politicians

“”Kolzel” are hard working, determined, and focused individuals who follow a “work hard, play hard” mentality (some work hard and then work harder). This the most common gender

“Alxel” are generally inquisitive, quieter, and sometimes softer tempered, though they can also be highly individualistic or eccentric. They have a tendency to plan thoroughly, and tend to become master mages, healers, or respected elders

Magic is extremely important to Koxal, and they have an inborn knack for learning it. Any Koxal willing to study enough can become a master mage, and resources on and for magic are highly treasured in communities

Koxal have three main languages - One spoken and written, one for formal address, and one magical. Most learn the first and parts of the second and third, but may learn more if they decide to study it further

Koxal view learning as a lifetime process, and becomes a master at anything is a highly revered position

Koxal have an extensive system in place to promote self taught learning and mentorship, but there is very limited formal schooling available beyond the basics taught to pups. Most Koxal are expected to simply keep studying on their own time, and take up apprenticeships if they decide they want to

Koxal economics are based on a barter system, with limited formal currency usage. Food distribution in done at a community level, and from communally maintained farms/hunting grounds

Koxal have very personalized dress, though don't really wear pants because it Feels Weird. Earrings are an almost universal piece of attire, and Koxal begin wearing them when they are very young. They are very superstitious about the earrings, and have elaborate processes surrounding their creation, donning, removal, and destruction.

Most Koxal earrings are magical in nature and may carry multiple beneficial enchantments. Some serve as status symbols. Koxal only take them off to clean the piercings or put in entirely new ones; otherwise, they simply swap out the lower pieces as needed (those are the actually enchanted bits)

Koxal sometimes wear shoes, though they are built without soles. Gloves similarity don't have fingers

Koxal houses are built from enchanted wood, with new additions being added as needed instead of making a new house