The Black Cauldron (1985)
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The Black Cauldron (1985)

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“ 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘, 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 ” / independent, selective & private warden cousland from the DRAGON AGE universe. loved by bri, self proclaimed trash for dragon age and fantasy rp. new alternate verses in the works. / DOSSIER. LAWS. VERSES. / template credit honeypsd
*: ・゚✧ interrogation starters.
feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.
CALM / QUESTIONING.
“ tell me, what happened?”
“ did you see anything?”
“ what do you remember?”
“ do you remember anything unusual?”
“ please, try to remember as much as you can.”
“ every detail is important.”
“ and what happened next?”
“ and what did you do when all this took place?”
“ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”
“ where were you around __ am/pm?”
“ can anyone verify that?”
“ was someone with you?”
“ and you had nothing to do with it?”
“ and you weren’t involved?”
“ did you see it happen?”
“ did you see who did it?”
“ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”
CARING / UNDERSTANDING.
“ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”
“ did someone hurt you?”
“ it’s okay. you can tell me.”
“ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”
“ we can take a break, if you want.”
“ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”
“ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”
SUSPICIOUS.
“ there is something you’re not telling me.”
“ i think you’re lying.”
“ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”
“ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”
“ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”
“ what aren’t you telling me?”
“ who are you trying to protect?”
“ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”
“ they must’ve told you more than that.”
“ you have to have seen more than that.”
“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”
“ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”
“ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”
DEMANDING.
“ i need you to tell me the truth.”
“ i need you to tell me what happened.”
“ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”
“ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”
“ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”
MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.
“ what do you want in exchange for this information?”
“ i’m listening…”
“ you’re coming with me.”
“ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”
“ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”
“ i can’t give you that. you know that.”
“ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”
“ okay. we have a deal.”
“ sorry. no deal.”
like this post for a starter from brigid !! and slide into my dms if you wanna talk verses / plots! ( template © psd © )
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i am a dipshit who has been absorbed with work and family stuff and just . . . things , but i rlly do want to continue this indie so i’m gonna be on for a little while tonight before i get swept off for more family stuff :/ in the mean time drop me a message or a like if you want to talk dynamics or plots for our muses!
They did not expect you to fight. They expected you to cower down, bow before them, accept the fate that they had thought out for you. All the more satisfying, then, to smirk up at them through the blood, saying i'm not done yet. You have no idea of the extent of my defiance.
BRIGID'S THREE MOODS
i'm so sorry but i can't remember who i stole this from but i do have the link to the picrew here !!
Saoirse Ronan at the Golden Globes 2020
𝐌𝐀𝐉𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊
stolen from: hopewrought
𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇 “ only with strength can one endure suffering and torment. ” the strength arcana symbolizes an imagery beyond the beast and beauty , and is associated with morality about the stronger power of self-control , gentleness , courage and virtue over brute force. it can also represent creative or physical energy that needs to be or is about to be unleashed , sometimes out of DESIRE TO BE RECOGNIZED. you have an INTENSE STRENGTH OF THE HEART. you are not upset easily and typically portray fortitude.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 “ only courage in the face of doubt can lead one to the answer. ” the emperor symbolizes the desire to control one’s surroundings , and its appearance could suggest that one is TRYING TOO HARD TO ACHIEVE THIS , possibly causing trouble for others ; some elements in life are just not controllable. often times , you are troubled by something very personal , and don’t know how to deal with it.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 “ the higher you fly the greater you fall. ” the tower arcana is commonly associated to overly arrogant , prejudiced and authoritarian organization , which walk to their own ironic demise. furthermore , it is also more generically used as an omen of doom and disaster. you can be ARROGANT , and typically FIND YOURSELF IN BAD SITUATIONS.

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WYNNE: oh you miss your old life? but you have a greater purpose now, you gotta move on because you’re a GREY WARDEN. get OVER it.
BRIGID:
character aesthetics. bold applies to your muse.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘 chipped nail polish. glitter highlight. tall trees with smooth bark. tangled hair. the taste of cinnamon sugar. talking too loud and too fast. overgrown flowers in your hair. crumbling buildings reclaimed by nature. flirting. walking home at three am with no coat. platonic hand holding. blowing smoke out of your nose. dragonfly wings. chaotic good. freckles. fairy rings. secret meetings. gender nonconformity. leather. smudged eyeliner. forbidden fruit.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 computer errors. a shiver down your spine. haunting beauty. hard liquor. crowns of thorns. shadowed alleyways. decaying plant matter. shattered mirrors and broken glass. corrupted memories. stopped clocks. the scent of stale cigarettes. tattered black hoodies. walking your friends home. the crescent moon. the sea. a graveyard on a foggy day. cold rings on cold fingers. absolution. looking out of the window of an airplane. soft kisses.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 graffiti. pretending to know what you’re doing. worn paperback books. growing up too fast. parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. lace and combat boots. moth wings. candles on every surface. a weathered deck of cards. turning the music up. fireflies in jars. calloused fingers. drawing on your skin. sunlight filtering through clouds. petrichor. a dying rose in a jar. wearing a crystal pendant. illusions of spells. black cats. mint gum. chapped lips. dirt under your fingernails. the cycle of life and death.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 murders of crows. frostbitten leaves. wolves howling at midnight. knocking on your door. leaving food out for stray animals. the twang of an acoustic guitar. honey. tiny red buds on trees. claw marks on the walls. golden eyes. slightly too long stubble. knitted fingerless gloves. sleeping on the forest floor. always find your way back home.
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@brokenlegacy | plotted | feat. ellana
“How did you do it?” for once there’s a QUIET enveloping them. No ambushes of attack or self-proclaimed Gods on supposed archdemons within sight. Their trip to the fade left her shaken, FAILURE was a fear and so much of it plagued her- the future at Redcliffe still left her guilty, one misstep and the world would fall to ash. It was all on her, how fucking terrifying.
But she was not the only one who had been forced into the chosen one narrative. Who had the burden of all upon slender shoulders. Seated for tea with the Hero of Fereldan, internally left a bumbling mess, she allowed the heat of the herbed liquid to soothe her nerves, maybe she should’ve gone with ELFROOT .
“I mean, not the saving the world bit- I’ve heard the stories. But more so, stay as you are. Even when I try to break a smile or laugh, it feels like I’m not taking IT seriously enough.” That they would doubt trust placed in her hands ( maybe they should ) “It’s silly…”
𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 , once , twice. how did she do it? the question had haunted her every day since she left highever : how could she go on and not change . . . she wished she could say something INSPIRING to the inquisitor , the way duncan or wynne could when everything felt like it was slipping from her fingers. and though she was far older from when she bore the burden of ferelden’s LAST STAND against the blight , she didn’t know how to masquerade the truth as sage advice. brigid settled for honesty.
“ it’s NOT silly. ” brigid insisted , her brows knitted together as she leaned forward in her chair , abandoning her tea cup on the small table dividing the two of them. “ sod anyone who says you’re not allowed to find small joys in your day. if you don’t you’re as good as dead. ” brigid had lost herself before , refused herself laughter and smiles , but her friends had guided herself back ⏤ maybe that’s what ellana needed.
“ you have to FIGHT for yourself. ” she said , a small smirk beginning to spread across her face , " besides , if you keep me around i'll give you plenty of things to laugh about. "
𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ⏤ like this and i’ll slide into your dm’s to plot ;) ( preferably where we both have ideas in mind! )
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⚡️ ⏤ magic and mages in general
𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐕𝐄. however, her world is very small before she leaves with duncan for ostagar. she trains with the soldiers and studies with her tutor and partakes in court and that is her life. mages and magic are things from history books. rarely do mages travel through highever. the few times brigid meets a mage she is awestruck. those meetings do not prepare her for the harsh reality of magic in ferelden. from what she learns in her lessons, magic in ferelden seems like a black and white issue; if magic can be dangerous then it should be guarded, if blood magic is an invitation for demons then it should be forbidden. outside the politics of it all, brigid is fascinated with magic. otherwise, she believes in the system in place. until she begins to travel and meets morrigan and wynne and a number of other mages. i think a large part of her journey in origins, and even in awakening, is her realizing that outside of her tiny bubble ferelden is a country based in superstition and bigotry and magic and mages are a huge part of this. she goes to the circle tower first because she think it’ll be the simplest part of her quest, but learns while she’s there how the system is steeped in fear and an unfair balance of power.
brigid goes from a loyal part of the system to reeducating herself so that she’s no longer naive to ferelden’s reality. by the end of origins and into awakenings (aka right before she meets anders and she is completely radicalized) her political beliefs have drastically changed. she is still utterly enchanted by magic (and wynne and morrigan have to put up with it) and would like to know as much as she can.
as far as blood magic goes, brigid is fearful. however, she rarely speaks on this fear. after the incident at redcliffe and the other encounters with blood magic, it felt like a type of magic she couldn’t take head on. there were ways for her to outsmart the traditional branches of magic, but she felt blood magic was an unpredictable challenge she never liked to face on the battlefield.

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏? It’s not the noise of Brigid sharpening her blade just outside that keeps her awake ; it is, rather, almost a solace against the otherwise quiet night. It keeps her from falling too far into darker thoughts and worries, listening for the metallic ting! every few seconds. Still, she cannot stay that way forever, and so eventually Nimia drags herself up, out of her tent to join the girl on her watch.
Only to accidentally startle her, of course.
❝ Sorry. Should have announced myself. Just couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d keep you company. If you don’t mind, of course. ❞ Nimia gives a small smile, steps closer to the fire but does not move to sit until after Brigid has done so. ❝ It can get rather lonely out here, on watch on your own. ❞
𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 ⏤ a tired, tight lipped thing. it was hardly the shit eating grin she used to wear before ostager, but she was trying. truth be told, traveling with the warden and other companions kept her spirits light, or at least lighter than if she had ventured on her journey alone. she was even starting to recognize herself again little by little.
“ i don’t mind at all, it isn’t my patch of grass, after all. ” her lips tipped up slightly in a crooked smirk. jokes were getting easier. the guilt following was not. “ was it our impending doom keeping you up? or that shit stew sten made? ” her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, “ that should have been struck down by the maker himself. ”