#lanaliin

“Hello, Inquisitor.”  She’s on the roof of the barns. Of course she is. There’s a sheepish smile, directed towards the other elf.  “... Am I about to get scolded? The light was just PERFECT up here.”

                                   Voice pitched low, she effects her best CORYPHEUS IMPRESSION.  It’s --- pretty good, actually.  “I HAVE SEEN THE GOLDEN CITY, AND IT WAS EMPTY.”  And back to normal.  “It’s sorta hot, right?”

       ‘ i can’t promise these won’t all fall out if you decide to start dancing-- ’ 

            “Blood magic.  It’s always fucking blood magic.”  As though she’s any room to talk!!  Hawke knows better than any how dangerous the gift can be, even with sigil carved into her arm and scars dragging across her wrists.  “The Wardens should know better than any what happens when you let COWARDS start playing with blood magic ---------- DAMMIT.”

 (  @lanaliin  )  ❝  rumor  has  it  that  you’ve  seen  andraste  . ❞  a  casual  conversation  emerges  upon  whim  .  his  curiosity  captivating  the  lax  expression  that  embellishes  his  own  porcelain  countenance  as  his  head  tilts  idly  onto  the  side  .  ❝  sooo ~  how  did  she  look  like  ??  was  she  as  pretty  as  the  chantry  depicts  or  did  she  actually  have  some  sort  of  buck  teeth  sticking  out  ??   ❞

           “And what exactly do you plan on doing if it doesn’t work?” she              asked. She didn’t mean to be devil’s advocate, but sometimes             plans were not thought all the way through until someone pointed             out a flaw.