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Hey so my friend @chickiedinner and I started a DA fic if you guyâs wanted to check it out! Weâve got a BIG cast and will be going between Rook and the Inquisitorâs perspectives on this. :)
Itâs our first fic so we really hope you guyâs enjoy! â¤ď¸
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So the other night I was having a bit of a â¨time⨠and I ended up dumping my feelings into a word document. I am feeling much better now, but I am pretty happy with the writing, so I thought I would share it here. :) I didnât edit it, so if you see a mistake, no you didnât.
I am not sure 100% how to tag it, but there will be some TW just in case!
I am soul sick.
It is a rot that consumes me from the inside out. It is the slavering maw, the decrepit hand that rends flesh from bone. I feel every tear of its teeth, every rake from every claw. It rips at me until I can pull my heart from the pit in my chest.
I hold it in my palms, my own blood seeping down my wrists. I want to scream, and I do, I scream and scream until I am raw. I can hear the voices of the people I love from somewhere beyond, but they cannot hear me. Perhaps the sound is swallowed in this place. Perhaps they do not wish to hear. Can they not see? Can they not see how it bleeds for them?
A pair of smaller hands cradle mine. She looks at me with her big eyes, so desperate and scared. We do not need words, for she is me, and I am her. Tiny thing, a fragile creature she is, a sensitive soul with a tender heart. It bleeds between us, and try as I might, I cannot keep the blood off of her. She cries, precious thing. Our pain is the same.
Wonât they love me?
I canât give her an answer.
I pull her to me, still cupping our heart. Crimson stains her cheeks as I tuck her head under mine. I am all that she has, her only protector. But I am a poor shield.
The rot still eats at me, the pain pulsing through my center, but I donât know what it seeks. Maybe oblivion? I donât know why it would want that, we are already so alone, decaying unseen.
I want to call out, to beg and plead. Please see me, please hear me. But more than that, selfishly, I just wish someone would hold me, if only for a little while.
My lavellan inky has a really stupid pet husky that she jokingly named fenâharel. Solas has undying beef with him, which is exacerbated by the fact that the dog wonât leave him alone.
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Joined in on another Sunday draw-along with @thehangedmancreatives and this picture started out very different. Then while I was looking through my screenshots for references I had an epiphany and this was born. Sort of an examination of "what if Solas won-- at what cost?" and "what if he became what he hated/fought against?" (and 'what if bringing down the veil only broke things more')
Stayed up late to finish it and upon waking up realized I forgot to tint the final layers around the throne (meant to have it match the wolves a bit better) but eh, still very happy with how it came out. I hope I never paint another mosaic again though. That throne was miserable to do lol. (also bonus eyebrow waggles to whoever can guess what I referenced from the game for the initial design of the throne arms. Actually I'm quite proud of the design in general.)
Here, some close-ups before I return to sleep đ
Fenharel frees the elven slaves.
"Cowering, cringing, blinking to the light. Then cold hands, kind voices. Sleep now. You're safe." (Cole's comment on Solas's mosaic)
And this is the same man who said, "I'll kill you all to save you all." :DDD
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âThe elves believe their gods remain trapped in the prison to this day, as Fen'Harel, the Dread Wolf, gleefully patrols the Beyond to feast upon the souls of the dead.â
I think some rando with poor impulse control should touch it and after Fenris eviscerates them he's turning to the rest of the gang for emotional support and validation like wtf was that about why do people think theyâre allowed to just touch him like that. And Sebastianâs the only one rushing to go âI know, right?! Totally inappropriate!â. Merrill and Aveline and Isabela are all âwellâŚâ not sure how to put this or whether they should say anything. But Anders is feeling aggro and decides to mouth off âif youâre going to dress like a slut, you can hardly expect-!â
My all-time favorite Solavellan moment is in Trespasser, after the Viddasala exposes Solas as an âagentâ and the game flat out lets me expose myself as an unhinged ex-girlfriend to my entire party.
And they all disapprove. đ¤Ł
Except Cole. Because heâs a diehard Solavellan shipper, too. đ
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i think it's kind of interesting to consider the dalish's perception by outsiders, bc it's like:
from the dalish's (accurately cautious) perspective, if their campsites or common migration routes get discovered, they're doomed, and will immediately get cornered by the chantry or the nearest noble who dislikes elves. so they're incredibly hard to find to begin with, and if they do get found, it's in their best interest to leave zero survivors and then vanish immediately.
plus, they have slightly better night vision on a physical level, as well as being well versed in outdoor stealth from a very young age. plus they have mages. plus they're very frugal and don't have any real material goods. and they would be very averse to anything like a "fair fight" bc it's not like they have... soldiers who are actually expendable. anyone who gets hurt or killed is meant to be doing another job as well to keep the clan running, and is a beloved small community member as well.
so i think a lot of their Terrifying Reputation is bc they do (seemingly) completely unprovoked attacks that can look like this:
some human expedition goes out into the wilderness for logging/hunting/fishing/herb gathering/bald/nuance, sees zero sign of any dalish around
suddenly, they all get completely massacred, at night, with no warning or mercy shown, and with half the dead creepily strangled by tree roots or smth, and their entire campsite picked over for valuables. which looks like theft was the motive, but in an extremely ruthless and unnecessarily cruel way.
when a revenge party is sent out, there's still no sign of the dalish, aside from an abandoned campsite and no clear tracks leading anywhere
of course, if any of these steps go badly... it leads to the clan actually getting hunted down and decimated by mercenaries or templars or chevaliers or whatever. i think ralaferin (the codex entry clan) and lavellan (lavellan) are some of the few clans that have intentional exposure to outsiders at all. imo, they're numerous/magically protected/well-armed/prosperous/connected/bald/nuanced enough that they're aware it'll be an Ordeal for any local noble to run them out. so they're willing to take more risks, like talking to scholars and giving them codex entries, or sending out mages to obscure dangerous missions (both mage lavellan, AND two dalish mages from clan ralaferin who are in the dai multiplayer characters), or ending up enmeshed in wycome's city council or whatever.