#greywardens

I havent watched the offical trailers and stuff yet for DA4 but i saw some of the clips people have been posting.

And the moment i saw the fucking BABY GRIFFON Davrin has I was like...

Wait...

HOLD THE FUCK UP!

WHERE DID THE GRIFFON COME FROM?!

For THREE GAMES these mother fuckers have been EXTINCT!

Did they Grey Wardens lie and have been keeping them a secret this whole time?

Or were they like the dragons and people just thought they went extinct until they started randomly popping up again?

Like...are there more of them?

Is that baby the last one?

Davrin, my guy, where did you find a baby of a species that is supposed to be extinct?

Tell me! I need to know!

If Bioware does not explain this either through Davrin himself or some type of lore drop in game I am gonna riot.

You cant just casually be like "oh, this grey warden just casually has a baby of a previously extinct species *for reasons*" and not fucking explain it.

Its a franchise that has been running for like 15 years now, where this species has been canonically extinct until now.

#Inktober2020 ,день 25 - #buddy

“Lorelei Amell.” Wynne barked suddenly making her jump. “Put that boy down at once.”

The couple didn’t stop what they were doing, but Lorelei looked briefly over her shoulder at Wynne, her sheet of black hair falling over her back. She was still robed, but those robes were hitched around her thighs as she straddled someone.

“Hi Wynne,” Lorelei smiled, her eyes glassy. “Give me a few minutes, alright? I’ll make up the time later.”

“Oh for goodness sake,” Wynne griped. “You aren’t late for class, my dear, you are being led astray by a demon.”

“It’s true,” Caden added. Her voice came out reedy and a few octaves higher than she had expected. “We need you to come with us.”

A distinctly male voice groaned loudly, his hand reaching up to cup Loreleis chin and turn her back to him. “Don’t listen to them, love.” He said. His voice was deep and well-spoken. “I’m finally ready to give myself to you.”

He raised himself up to pull Lorelei closer. For a dreadful moment, Caden’s stomach lurched as she saw him; his features were strong, with similar colouring to Alistair, but she blinked and saw that it was not him after all. It was a young man around her age with curled yellow hair. Discarded beside the bed was armour bearing the Templar heraldry.

“Oh Lorelei,” Eliza murmured, coming to stand beside Caden.

“Do you know that man?” Caden asked quietly over the sound of kissing from the bed.

Eliza nodded. “Cullen. Lorelei and he… there have been sparks, but they’ve never… that is, she teases him because he’s a Templar and he’s so jittery around us. I think she finds that funny. Or well, she did at first. I think there’s really something between them.”

Caden felt a fire ignite inside her. The cruelty of the demons tricks went beyond anything she could have imagined. To show her and Niall and, she suspected, Eliza their families was torture. To give Lorelei the man she craved was equally brutal. What might Alistair be facing while she was standing around waiting for Lorelei to comply with Wynne’s orders to get off Cullen? That more than anything propelled her forward until she was right beside the bed. Loreleis hands were wrapped around the back of Cullens head, her fingers digging through his curls. His broad hands were clutching her to him. Caden gritted her teeth and grabbed Loreleis arm. She was tall, but light and when Caden yanked, the startled mage became unbalanced and tumbled from the bed. Mercifully, Caden realised as she caught Lorelei against her, the demon pretending to be Cullen was wearing a pair of loose trousers.

“What are you doing?” Lorelei spat at Caden, who refused to loosen her grip on the woman’s arm.

“I’m sorry to tell you this, but that’s not the man you think he is.” She said firmly. “That is a demon and your man, your Cullen, he’s probably in danger. Because the tower has been overrun by demons and many people have died and he could be fighting them right now.” Her gut twisted with her words. She had no way of knowing if there was any truth to them, but it felt like a more compelling argument to break Lorelei of the spell she was under. Like the other Templars, he might have been waiting outside the doors, or perhaps he was already dead, another victim of the villains in the tower. But she could see she was getting through to Lorelei. “You need to wake up and help us stop what’s happening so we can spare anyone else that fate. We have to go and help him, right?”

Lorelei glanced from Caden to the demon that was sliding off the bed and reaching for her, with a languid “Lorelei…”

Caden turned her glare on the face of the man. “Stay back and leave her alone!” Her free hand drew up her knife. The demon laughed.

“There’s enough of me to go around,” he chuckled.

Lorelei let him place his hand on her face. Caden didn’t relax her hold on the mage as she watched. Lorelei was on a knife-edge.

Lorelei raised her hand and pressed it to Cullens face. “Cullen would never say that. Fuck you.” She whispered and then her hand erupted with lightning. Caden yelped and turned her face away as the demon shrieked, melting into its true form and writhing in pain at her touch. Lorelei stood tall and never wavered, her eyes locked onto the demon before her as it died. Then she lowered her hand and took a breath before turning to Caden. Her eyes were hard. “Thank you. You can let go of me now.”

“Oh, sorry,” Caden took her hand back, flexing her fingers to shake off the fierceness of her grip. Lorelei turned around as the room faded away to the usual brickwork.

“Sorry about that.” She said, her tone clipped. “Let’s go kill some more demons, shall we?” Her hands crackled with energy.