Commission for @fragmented-eluvian🌾

Professor Bram Kenric

Calls Harding “Lady Harding” and asks her questions about historical battles

Makes terrible puns 

Talks to his pet fish

Gets so involved in his reading that he shrieks with surprise if you walk up and say hello

Is 2000% a starry-eyed idealist academic

Takes on an elven assistant and credits her for her work in an environment where almost no one else will

Is a freckly ginger babyface

basically he’s a giant nerd

Zevran is a horrible guide.

Caption:

…She slips back into her life as it was, her default routine with its simple, steady beat. Wake up. Exist. Pour drinks. Go home. Sleep. Hopefully, somewhere in the middle, get over her stupid crush.

But all there is in the middle is more empty space. Wake up. Exist. Pour drinks. Go home. Sleep. Day after day, she pretends not to notice that his seat is empty. Night after night, she pretends not to care that her phone is dark. The days bleed into one another, nothing but a string of tired existences tied end to end, and she wonders how long it’s been this way. How she’s survived the tedium. Not now, not since, but before he showed up and shook her loose.

Too long, probably.

She needs to move. To change something, do something, become something. But this is what she knows, and this is what she is. And she does it well enough.

So she wakes up. Exists. Pours drinks. Goes home. And sleeps.

                        – “Five” (Three)

Astraia Lavellan - Seven of Wands

A few months ago, I had the opportunity to commission @xfreischutz to make a card for my Inquisitor, Astraia Lavellan. The final result was more than worth the wait! Frei paid so much attention to details and had creative interpretations of my ideas, managing to take my massive amount of information about my character and distill it down into a wonderful image.

In another universe, Alistair is just a Grey Warden with simple needs. Like having half-clothed sex with his girlfriend against a tree.

Sunday Kiss #48

Anders | Justice

There wasn’t a wrong or a right he could choose He did what he had to do.

Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got.

Anders calling the HoF to come pick him up from Kirkwall