Modest in Temper

Qunari are empowering Saarebas with lyrium so that they can become stronger, open temporary Rifts, slow time down, and use mysterious spells, all through unknown means.

Tevinter is terribly weakened, corrupted, and will not last in the war against the Qunari.

Fen’Harel, now incredibly powerful, is planning to eliminate the corrupted parts of the Qun (good thing), but also to tear down the Veil (not that good, depending on the consequences). He will probably help the Tevinter slaves in rebelling against their masters too.

Titans are awakening. They are enormous beings living deep underground, whose blood has been consumed for millennia by mages and Templars alike, shaping the world as it is today. They also seem able to influence events above ground and they are very angry with the world or at least with the elves. They will probably re-establish their contact/link with the dwarves.

Something is happening in Weisshaupt, the Wardens have gone silent, and a new Blight is most likely coming.

The Evanuris are still locked away, but it’s obvious they will get free soon. They are a bunch of homicidal assholes who will not think twice about conquering Thedas again. They might be also tainted by the Blight, if the theories “Evanuris locked away with the Blight in the Black City” are true.

If Kieran was born, Flemeth/Mythal took the Old God’s soul from him, planning to do something with it. We still don’t know what it is, but it’s unlikely she will stay “dead”. She still has to have her revenge, her “reckoning which will shake the very heavens”.

Either Morrigan or the Inquisitor drank from the Well of Sorrows and the consequences of that act are still unclear, but whatever they are, they are going to suck or at least be mildly disturbing.

Mysterious Dalish elves live in the Tirashan. They are violent, cruel, and worship the Forgotten Ones.

Strange people from the Volca Sea are returning after a long absence, claiming a terrible calamity struck their lands.

We still don’t know what lies beyond the Amaranthine Ocean, but whatever it is, it makes people go insane and suicidal.

Basically Thedas right now:

❝ Fear is a strange thing, isn’t it? ❞

❝ Simply put, I have found that I do not believe in any sort of afterlife. ❞

❝ It feels odd to consider the fact that you will no longer exist some day, but you didn’t exist for billions of years before your birth, so, it doesn’t seem unreasonable to conclude that you will not exist afterwards in much the same way. ❞

❝ I try to see life as a pleasant holiday from non-existence. ❞

❝ They’re dead, so they can’t be diseased in the normal sense, can they? ❞

❝ Something about the mutual loneliness seemed to create a real sense of community. ❞

❝ Maybe hindsight is colouring my memories. ❞

❝ I… couldn’t let it go, though. It just kept playing in my mind. ❞

❝ Knowledge makes for a good defence, but leaving quickly is a better one. ❞

❝ Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go wash my hands. ❞

❝ If I’m scared I’m going to lose [name] like I lost everything else, then I’ll curl into a ball and never get up. I won’t be able to do anything to stop it. ❞

❝ There’s no-one to blame but my own stupid self. Blundering in where I had no right to go. ❞

❝ Everyone gets so caught up on how small Scotland is compared to other countries, but it’s still huge compared to a single idiot wandering through the forests. ❞

❝ God knows I should have just left; it’s not like there weren’t plenty of warning signs. ❞

❝ Now there’s only one thing I have left that I value. That I love. And I cannot lose him. ❞

❝ I’ve been in the antiques business for a long time. It’s not what it used to be. ❞

❝ I love that one; I think it’s clever, but in my whole life it’s only ever gotten a laugh once. ❞

❝ I do not remember having that thing, which means it belongs to you. ❞

❝ I wasn’t worried. Not like I should have been. ❞

❝ My perceptions are the only ones I can trust. Maybe. I don’t know. ❞

❝ I know these things were real. I know they existed. Why won’t anyone just believe me? ❞

❝ I want to smash that thing. I want to dash its maddening patterns to the ground and stomp on it until there is nothing left but powder. ❞

❝ Guys? Is everyth - OH CHRIST! ❞

❝ I don’t want to become a mystery. ❞

❝ I refuse to become another goddamn mystery. ❞

❝ Whoever takes over from me is going to know exactly what happened. ❞

❝ Only an idiot would stay in this job. ❞

❝ I mean, it made sense at first, but now? After everything we’ve seen, after everything you’ve read! ❞

❝ Of course, I believe. Of course I do. ❞

❝ Because I’m scared, [name]! ❞

❝ It’s like… like if I admit there may be any truth to it, whatever’s watching will… know somehow. ❞

❝ The skepticism, feigning ignorance. It just felt safer. ❞

❝ We’re clearly doing a whole heart-to-heart thing and, truth be told, the question’s been bothering me. ❞

❝ I can’t… move on and the more I struggle, the more I’m stuck. ❞

❝ Er, I’m not a doctor, but I know dumping a lot of CO2 on people isn’t generally considered a good idea. ❞

❝ Funny story really. I ran into the office, worms everywhere, horrible death and everything, tripped and fell in some boxes and there were like 20 cans of gas in there. ❞

❝ Gas… bit light-headed. Not a lot of ventilation in the tunnels. Come on! ❞

❝ I never understood why they keep this stuff secret. ❞

❝[Name] , I think there’s someone here. Hello? I see you. Show yourself. ❞

❝ I see you. ❞

❝ [Name]… as your boss, I’m telling you to go home. ❞

❝ It’s the last thing I remember before blacking out. ❞

❝ Tens of thousands of… things without mouths screaming as one. ❞

❝ I’m fine, though. Except for the holes. And the pain. And the blood and the nightmares. ❞

❝ After that… my memory gets a bit fuzzy. I think the paramedic called it ‘respiratory acidosis’… from breathing in all the carbon dioxide, rather than your more traditional oxygen. ❞

❝ It’s important to me. ❞

❝ I’m sorry I left you. ❞

❝ I thought you were right behind me. But when I turned round you were gone. You were both gone. ❞

Yes, shipping does need chemistry between the two muses, but if you look at my muse and think ‘You know what, I’d like to ship my muse with theirs!’, feel free to tell me, even before we start threads!

I love having a direction/goal to work the characters towards – when I write fiction on my own, I like having goals and plot points, like romances, family and friend relationships, rivals and enemies.. why wouldn’t I like having the same with RP? RP is just collaborative fiction writing!

There’s no shame in liking ships, or even RPing for ships. There’s tons of people in the world who love to read romance novels, and no one tries to tell them that’s wrong or worse than liking mysteries, or fantasy adventure. Neither preference is wrong, it’s just that – a preference!