#ferrumleones

Oh man. Poor Josie, I never even registered that before. xD A Templar, a Seeker, a Sister, and…Josephine right in the middle.

The hiss of steel against skin filled the Templar's ears as he pulled off his winged helm for the first time that day. People needed to see them as the united force for good, and sometimes, that meant staying in full Templar gear until they got back.

Easiest way to kill the man: tell him about the parallels between the Inquisition's advisers.

[one of my favourite things ever is advisors learning a little bit more about each other as time goes on: learns their motivations, being pleasantly surprised at how much they have in common, gently alluding to this in future war council meetings, exchanging pleasantly surprised smiles in quiet acknowledgement and appreciation, going so far as to defend their colleague in some occasions

I honestly have no idea what happened (or where it happened), and I don't want to know.

    "You talk as if a gaggle of power-hungry magisters jockeying for influence and power is an improvement. At least my men are loyal to something other than personal advancement, Tevinter.” A snort, but he didn’t comment further - as difficult as it was not to bicker with the mage, hissing at one another got them nowhere productive. Regardless, he looked up incredulously at the suggestion that they…what? Get to know one another? Quaint.

    "You and I have nothing in common other than whom we serve." He raised an eyebrow, mouth set in a frown that hid the sinister red glow than shone up his throat and between his teeth. "I can remain professional if you can. Contrary to popular belief, I don’t slaughter mages on principle."

     Dorian might have popped a vein or two trying not to correct his 'partner' for his radically wrong assumption. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed instead. "I only wanted to give it a try, but you have made your opinion clear. We shall be preofessional coworkers and nothing more."

Send me ♋ + a question and my Muse will respond as an evil version of themselves.

altusboy said: ( he traumatized dorian out of the desire to have a continued bloodline. there’s no modern equivalent close to what he would have done, save possibly conversion therapy, albeit that process doesn’t risk mentally and physically crippling a person. )

ferrumleones said: It’s very hard not to demonize him when you have a parent very much like him. It’s people attempting to see the “good” side in what Halward almost did that makes getting away from parents like that so hard. You start to think it’s your fault.

I know, he did lots of bad things, as I said, he can't be excused. But God, demonizing him isn't a good thing, too. I've seen everything already. From that he was abusing Dorian physicaly to that he was abusing him sexualy, what is a total overdo.

envy finds a foothold when faith falters - accepting.

        “ The Seekers are no more. Unlike the templars, not even a shadow remains. Those loyal to the Chantry died at the Concalve, and Lord Seeker Lucius saw that the rest met the same fate when he sold my brothers and sisters-in-arms to the Promisers. ”

        He speaks to the Seeker as a friend, a comrade-in-arms. Little does he suspect the fire that burns within no longer flickers with the same light that drew him to serve the Inquisition. He speaks, but she does not truly listen, trapped in a place where none can hear and silenced of the roar that made her so strong.

        “ I will rebuild the order to what it was meant to be. ” Not too proud. Not too humble. Envy sets her jaw, resolute in resolution. This is what the Commander expects of Cassandra, what he sees in her. There is no challenge in reflecting back an expectation, not for a fragment this powerful. “ We will seek out the Maker's will and carry it out. ”