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[[Honestly, I'm a sucker for Dalish elves [who isnt tho????] and tbh I've always found Mihtriel to be a very interesting, well written character and I love seeing your interactions with everyone.]]
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:// Thank you! Needless to say Iâve followed you for a while now and I have to say I am absolutely in love with your Inquisitor - honestly, heâs just? Gah. Iâm speechless heâs so great.Thank you!!
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âI have met few qunari, but I had always assumed that the horns were always a constant.â the priestess looked to the multiple spears in the stack grabbing one. It was very uncommon for her to use a physical weapon but when she did, spears were her favourite. She twirled the weapon in her hand as her eyes lift from the metal that glittered with the sun. The priestess was honestly surprised about it, she always thought the horns would be like the ears of the elves, a clear sign of race. It was clear that her assumption had been wrong âYet, you do not have them.â the priestess moved away from the stack closer to where the Inquisitor stood. Curiosity burnt her tongue and her mind but the priestess did not know if it was a sensitive matter or if they simply never existed. Her lack of information about the Qunari still made her afraid to approach them.
Her eyes lowered as she stopped twirling the spear, placing the wooden base on the dirt. She took a deep breath lifting her eyes again to face him.
âIf I may ask, why?â
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â--I appreciate you not.. Exiling the Wardens. Although they were royal morons in their plans.â
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   Kivari furrows her brow and squints her eyes, an obvious  exaggeration to Kaarasâs resting expression. She mirrors  his posture dramatically and stands on her tip toes in a weak  attempt to match the Qunariâs height.
   âIâm the Inquisitor. Iâm unnecessarily tall and am always right  even when wrong. My long, flowing locks are there to distract  you from the neverending bullshit coming out of my mouth. Please  refer to the significantly more competent and radiantly charming  Warden Commander Tabris for questions and concerns about  Grey Warden recruitment.â
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âYou know all things considered, I have been shockingly nice.â
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Massive shoutout to adxar mun for not only an interesting and complex Qunari Inquisitor but all of her canon blogs. Dori is absolutely wonderful and I'm always happy to see her muses on my dash! --mxrked--luminary
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( ahh thank you!!! )
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The Inquisition would save a fortune on candles if somebody just forced Ellanie to work by daylight instead of past midnight. Sheâd been sitting in the war room for hours writing and re-writing letter upon letter.
Itâs hard to find a nice way to threaten people with Grey Warden treaties if they donât help, and even harder to find a wa to justify the use of them in the first place.
The Warden had buried herself so deeply in a pile of crumpled up papers and empty ink bottles that it took her a moment to realize the door had opened and she wasnât alone.
âOh. Inquisitor.... I thought youâd be asleep by now.â
