a crow never abandons a contract

if u didnt romance anders so u r not running off with him into the sunset (and he’s alive and everything) then i assume since nathaniel showed up to the final battle in the last straw that you just give him back. it’s only fair

the warden-commander said its MY turn with the anders youve had him for SIX YEARS

actually i specify anders being alive but since we’ve established the whole “i am not of mortal men” bit. and since i believe hawke just leaves the body there. i think if justice managed to hang around for a second and he spotted nathaniel he would simply make them get up

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dragon age should have had fishing minigames

Shoutout to characters that are both genuinely deeply kind and also genuinely terrifying and willing to spill buckets worth of blood to get something done. And neither of these are an act, they're just both very true.

@copperbadge this seems up your alley

you gotta start rambling in those tags bestie how else are you going to get that blogger to follow you back and your mutuals to fall in love with you #GetYapping

i love to canonise tower of ishal injuries and my new amell catherine got a cracked skull. interested by the idea that even if flemeth impressively manages to heal it, there might still be some of the more “invisible” long term consequences of a brain injury, like headaches or mood swings or memory issues, which are really hard to tell apart from just being the psychological consequences of everything she’s going through and how drastically her life has changed. like it might not even occur to her that it could be from the “totally fixed” head injury until maybe wynne asks about it

eighteen year old girl who got her head smashed in with a mace by a darkspawn because she got sent to fucking war after just getting released last week from mage prison and now she’s outside talking to strangers for the first time since she was 12, and nobody she knows from before this is here, and the fate of the literal world is on her shoulders: i can’t think of any reason why i’m getting forgetful and mixed up and uncharacteristically tearful. there is no justifiable explanation for this. and it’s cringe.