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darmisu said: “You’re smirking again. Like in that fight before. What’s so funny?”’

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Anthracite blinked up away from the whetstone’s rasp as she had been cleaning, sharpening and oiling the small cache of weaponry on her person after the fight. 

Ok, so maybe it wasn’t all in the chest (though that was where the killing blow landed).  Talon stared at the corpse on the ground, stony faced, the cold rage subsiding.

The victim had been in his mind, a complete worthless piece of shit.  Someone he knew to be a slaver, and had ultimately turned and worked with Corypheus, no doubt handing over countless innocent people to be force fed red lyrium and help create the army they were fighting against.

Sera pulled a face as she realised the bow she had been following was attached... to another elf. Dalish, too, by the looks of things.

The way forward after Haven was murky and unclear. Though they had established a presence in Skyhold, there was massive amounts of repair work that needed to go into restoring it. Routes to supplies were difficult to traverse and many of their soldiers -the ones that had survived- were still in the process of recovery. Then there was the pressing issue of a possible assassin after the Empress, and the looming threat of a possible demon army being formed by Corypheus. It was difficult to know where to even begin.

...until the Hero of Ferelden had shown up on Skyhold’s doorstep with a warning and evidence about wardens summoning a large amount of demons in the west - a perfect correlation with the Inquisitor’s vision of the future. That had caused quite a commotion. A flurry of activities immediately following had dispatched a number of scouts out to the Western Approach in order to pinpoint the possible locations of these rituals and assess the current threat level. In the meanwhile, they had invited the Hero to stay with them for at least a brief time and rest.

With construction barely started, however, many of the rooms were unusable and even dangerous. There was barely enough room for those with permanent stations – his own was borderline functional. Though she was undoubtedly used to rougher sleeping conditions it seemed there was a mutual agreement that such an esteemed guest should not be left to sleep in a tent. After some debate it was Solas who had come up and offered to let her use his quarters until a better place was established.

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

@darmisu

Nobody warned her that the Hero of Fereldan had slender shoulders and fire in her eyes. Nobody warned her, either, of just how wild wild really meant. Anthracite envied her, at first. The dwarva remembered a time when she could do the things the Hero did. Then, Anthracite reminded herself that this was THE hero. HERO. They didn’t tag that ball and chain on someone’s neck just to drown anyone. There was a reason. She watched Leilani as she changed faster than the weather. She watched the masks that slipped over one and the other and the way she threw back her head and laughed. Anthracite didn’t see a woman laughing when she did that. She saw a lone wolf, howling desperately to the  winter moon. Despite that, the Inquisitor could not deny it: everything Leilani touched slow-sparked, then smoldered. Hope burned ever more brightly in everyone’s hearts. Even Anthracites.

II

The first time she hears knife-ear actually being uttered in the same shared air, she’s the first to rise thunderously to her feet in the tavern. But not the first to bloody the fucker’s face. That she leaves to the obvious. In the end, the Inquisitor made sure, very, very, very clearly sure such nonsense was kicked in the bud. The portcullis of Skyhold remained open for two days and two nights so if any other like minded “motherfuckers,” as she called it (While Josephine kept wringing her hands) could leave freely and let the “rest of the adults get on with focusin’ on what’s right.”  

She is so ashamed of her own people that she does everything she can to avoid The Hero, despite the many times Varric somehow corners her and tries to sooth her with that damned voice. 

III

“Teach me,” she finally asks, watching her dangle her long limbs over a frightful height, far above the hold’s courtyard. 

Canon character meme// @darmisu

What is an aspect of your muse’s canon material or canonexistence that you never had the opportunity to explore but really want to?

Yo I really wanna explore his magical talent. He is canonly considered very powerful. But I haven’t been able to write any of that because OP as hell :( And I’d also like to explore more of pre-veil stuff

What canon character do you really wish your muse couldinteract more with?

“Wonderful, we’re glad to have you... You know how to play Diamondback, right?”

She asked, setting her pipe down to scoot and make room for the other nearby her. There was nothing really WRONG with drinking and playing cards, everyone needed to unwind. Still- there were probably other more pressing matters that needed to be attended to.