Shout out to @sofyunalt thats doing a very cool comic of the half elf from da2 called Obscura Somnia + mega cool ANIMATION u should check it out
Because im doing inquisitor maddox i was like omg,,,same hat,,, we love minor charas in this house

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Shout out to @sofyunalt thats doing a very cool comic of the half elf from da2 called Obscura Somnia + mega cool ANIMATION u should check it out
Because im doing inquisitor maddox i was like omg,,,same hat,,, we love minor charas in this house

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This comic was inspired by the amazing "The adventures of Inquisitor Maddox", part 34 by @albaharu (specifically the frame where the templars take Maddox to make him Tranquil). Of course, in the actual timeline, Feynriel in the Circle of Kirkwall would not have crossed paths with Maddox before the Rite of Tranquility. So it's more of a reference, and the one the templars take is another Circle mage.
The Rite of Tranquility would always be Feynriel's greatest fear. Even greater than the demons. Even greater than their constant, oppressive presence. Even greater than possession. After all, he had witnessed all the horrors of the Kirkwall Circle while still practically a child.
"The templars promised to stop my nightmares. But they accidentally created the worst of them."
Round #2 — Match 32 of 52
Viago de Riva
"Viago de Riva is a masterclass of his own: endearingly naming his designer poisons with pun-names, he has a thing for snakes and owns at least one pet snake and a super rad snake walking cane. He's a control freak who wears gloves even when he wants his skin to breathe because paranoia is half his personality, being repressed the other. He's not only a Crow Talon, he also loves solving murder mysteries, even when he's currently caught up in one. He's managed to bag the most beautiful and desired woman of at least all Antiva by being an unapologetic weird oddball who loves his hair stroked. Viago de Riva may be a bastard of the Antivan king, but he's the most competent one and I'd vote for him (or however the Crows manage the Antivan royal succession these days)."
vs. Feynriel
“i always get defensive about feynriel because he’s not out here trying to start anything. he’s having nightmares so intense they drag people into the fade, and the adults around him are arguing over where to send him like he’s a problem to relocate. let him breathe!! let him learn!!”
Who should advance?
Viago de Riva
Feynriel
so apart from ENTROPY which (as I've said before) is the true villain of da2, I think another central theme of DA2 is spelt out for us by Fenris:
What do you do when you stop running?
Obviously, the game begins with a very literal escape, an "Exodus," as was the original title. But even before that, the Hawke family is defined as having been on the run their entire lives. But you can also see this theme play out in most of the characters of da2, all of whom-- in some way or another-- are refugees and/or exiles. Note that none of the main cast apart from Varric were born in Kirkwall, and that sense of uprootedness, loss of family, of impermanence, is what binds them together. (and I think these things also apply to Varric, as I'll discuss.) So here are my thoughts on how this theme applies to the cast of da2.
This will get long sorry, cw minor discussion of suicide:
Day 3 @fenhawke-week
Fenris -Never Walk in Another's Shadow
Rating: M
Pairing: Fenris/F Hawke
TW: Ptsd, nightmares, blood
I had told Hawke, adamantly, I wouldn’t be comfortable with journeying to the Fade. Yet she wanted to help that young naïve dreamer, Feyn-something. When he was one of the more dangerous mages--- dreamers could execute and prey on anyone in the slumbering world. Most cannot resist the Fade’s varying temptations, I scoffed. She should have called the blood-witch Merrill instead of me. Right now the petite elf was jealous- arguing with the keeper in dalish. Justice/Anders would join Hawke for this.
Hawke told me, “It’s your choice Fenris. I don’t mind if you sit this one out.” Her eyes glinted with fierce determination. I opened my mouth to persuade her to reconsider, but recalled how much grief she had, of her deceased brother who was this boy’s age.
The keeper woman was tracing runes on the floor, Abomination and Hawke sat inside the big circle. She handed them each a bowl and said, “Once you drink this, your body remains here but your spirit and mind will be over there. Be cautious with anything you see and hear. But this one (she glanced at Anders) with Justice will be fine, follow his lead.” They both lay down and fell into a trance. Merrill crossed her arms, frowning and stalked out past me. I was too worried to sit down. The woman stared expectantly at me.
I snapped, “What? I don’t desire to leap into that danger!” But I made sure to keep my voice down, didn’t want the spell to be disrupted. “Will—will they really be safe? Especially Marian.” I clenched my fists, my head was light.
Keeper had a serene wise tone of voice. “The Justice knows his way inside and who not to trust. It isn’t possible to predict if any entity can be entirely safe. And I can feel you have a Strong spirit, warrior.” I blinked in surprise at her frank comment, not a flatter. And she did not call me da’len, a term most older Dalish would use for a young one.
I sighed and sat beside the glowing pink runes of Anders and Marian. With the sip of the most gruesome bitter concoction, I blacked out and the next, I was sitting up in a hazy green world.
Running footsteps. “Fen, you came after all! Why?” She shouted excitedly.
I smiled and accepted her hug, and looking down at my arms, I was in my wraith blue form. The apostate’s aura was outlined with blue fire, his face had cracks of mana leaking through. “Because I—was worried.” I faced her.
“Ah it is good to be back here!” He boomed in that superior voice. I growled for him to hurry and lead us to where the boy was. The way he strided confidently in front with his staff, he said, “Come, I sense his mind is straining,” Venhedis, I could already tell this was not going to be pleasant.
There was a thick white mist, and suddenly a demon was talking in my head. I tried to resist, block it out, but the strong voice was incessant- I can help you, Fenris. With unimaginable power over those who left their marks on your mind and body, you can challenge them, not let them chain you. Don’t you want to truly be free? My head pounded… how can this be, we are in the Fade! It’s not real, I tried to say it, to force the conviction verbally, but I felt sluggish and my mouth did not obey. I cracked open my eyes, shaking off the discomfort but could not see Hawke or Justice. Instead there was a blurry scene of the dreamer-boy, in the centre of a circle of elves. Could not hear what they were saying, then illusion dispersed and I saw the keeper-mimic growing to its full imposing height—its long curved goat horns, staring at us with its multiple insect eyes. Pride demon, my heart pounded!
With a whoosh most of the white mist cleared, revealing my companions Hawke crossing her swords defensively and Justice glowering, brandishing his lit staff.

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Exploiting one of BioWare's "canon" dumbest plotholes: Hawke's "death".
Feynriel could and would have easily rescued Hawke – if not the whole party – from the Fade.
Inquisitor and CO: *leaves*
Nightmare: *slowly shapeshifts into Feynriel* u ok, fam?
Hawke: oof, thanks, bro, I think this will get those assholes off my back. Do you believe it? I had to single-handedly ex-out Corypheus, save Kirkwall *twice* while keeping Anders, Fenris, Isabela, Aveline and Merrill from killing each other, lost my entire family in the process and these idiots can't fucking finish the job with a damned FORTRESS, THREE ARMIES, FLEMETH'S DAUGHTER, WARDEN TREATIES, A MAGICAL HAND AND VARRIC'S HELP!
Feynriel: lol, no prob, dude. Where do you want me to drop you off?
so its kind of crazy we send feynriel to tevinter in his good ending right.
Continually not sure what the da2 writers meant by that one quest in act 3 you get if you manage to save Feynriel and send him to Tevinter. Like I am... mostly sure that the girl swooning over him is magically thralled and not just getting too wrapped up in her own romantic daydreams... but the latter isn't impossible since the writers have leaked that sort of disdain for 'silly' women in the past. But assuming she is magically thralled, also unclear to me whether Feynriel knew what he was doing or if his magic is just so powerful he doesn't fully realise he has the ability to mess someone up that bad a continent away due to some rescue fantasy dream he has. But either way maybe strong implication that the game is trying to slap me on the wrist as it sometimes does with mages - like 'if you empower this child to not die in a religious prison camp, he may grow up to be hurt other people (perhaps even maliciously)' which is like 'okay' but it still doesn't feel like a very compelling argument for locking up and killing people in religious prison camps.
and then perhaps the most important question is whether or not this quest was meant to be a joke and am i just taking it way too seriously because it wasn't a funny one?