#lavxllan

                                                       .--[{__☾__☁__}]--.

Research on elven artifacts was still underway, and at this point, there was no point in not trying to understand these things. Even if they don’t come to a full understanding or any form of devine enlightenment on the subject matter, they would do no better gathering dust in ruins or behind locked doors. 

And for the time being, the Eluvian was collecting dust in Skyhold, and Aris was more than interested in what could be done with it, where it could lead, what paths could be followed -- When they brought it here, it was only used once to escape from the fountain, and now the inquisitor wanted to jump right back in.

What could possible go wrong?

Getting Morrigan to agree to help wasn’t an easy feat, but as the Herald of Andraste, it wasn’t in anyone’s nature to disagree --

       Except for that one time no one talks about.

                                            Can’t always be unreasonable. 

                                                                             Don’t be a tyrant now.

Backing into the magic mirror, giving a salute to the raven haired woman as she embarked, it made her stomach churn a bit to be back in that strange pocket dimension -- but at the same time, it wasn’t so much a churning as it was the butterflies of a new found fancy. This was an adventure that probably wasn’t going to get her killed, or at least critically injured. 

Fear isn’t so much an emotion anymore as it is a state of being when you’re faced with crazy demons and powerful feuding forces and, you know, The Game, but in this pocket of existence not here nor there, it was as if the rest of the world has paused. Of course, that wasn’t true, but the Crossroads were more relaxing than the courtyards or even the view from the battlements. 

                       Where was she again?

                                                Elven pocket dimension, right. 

Looking around, having seen this all only once before, the elf wasn’t sure what more to expect.

                             Yet somehow

                                                    Another elf 

lavxllan

Of all of the places for the Inquisition to set up, they had to choose smack dab in the middle of the Frostback Mountains. Normally the cold wasn't a problem when you had the ability to summon a fire, but the hilly trek there was more of a challenge then it should be when you had a dragonling sitting on your shoulder and complaining.

It might not be the funnest trek, but she had to do it. She'd ignored every sign that something was wrong within the Wardens, burned every letter from old friends begging her to come back... And now look what mess they'd gotten into. By the time she'd gotten word of what happened at Adamant - she'd also gotten word of the Inquisition cleaning up the mess.

Her mess - even if she wasn't Warden-Commander she should have stopped it.

The sight of the huge fortress was both a blessing and a curse. She couldn't wait to be done travelling, but the thought of dealing with what she had to (and convincing the guard she was in fact the Hero of Fereldan) was a daunting task.

nonsexual acts of intimacy - select from the following for my muse to respond to: ♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

                         He watches the fire die, fading slowly, retreating into itself.                          Embers melting into ash, glowing softly, glinting off his catlike                          eyes in the darkness.

                                         Lavellan's breathing is gentle, steady -- his ribcage rising and falling                    evenly beneath Solas' hand. He would move -- indeed, he should -- extricate                    himself from beneath him, bring him somewhere more suitable for sleeping...

((:C And now my PS4 is crashing when my Qunari...

[ mine used to do that as well, though it’s gotten better since the latest patch. it still might, but I haven’t gotten to Skyhold in this latest save so yeah. ]

((I can only hope a patch fixes it, this is just stupid. :T It keeps telling me that my system or game needs to install a new patch or whatever, but I keep looking through my downloads and wherever it told me to look and they're all installed.

   "I'm fine."

Carrying the scrolls she received from Solas, Nellian started for the library. These scrolls held the knowledge she needed to complete her latest salve. Developing healing poultices and various other restorative supplies was the trickiest part of her duties but thankfully, Solas had come across these gems the night before and notified her immediately. Their trust was simply based on their need for knowledge and the intensity in which they both sought it. Her thoughts were interrupted when she ran into someone, throwing her off balance. The scrolls tumbled to the ground with her, one of them rolling towards the fire behind the dwarven storyteller. With a screech, she began to lunge for it. Varric snatched up the scroll before the parchment could be singed. She stumbled to gather the rest of the scrolls and ingredients she had dropped, a dizzying amount of humiliation clouding her thoughts. Regaining her composure, she thanked the smirking dwarf and turned back to see who she had run into. To her surprise, she met the gaze of the Inquisitor. Scrambling to her feet, she faced the Inquisitor, a faint pink dusting her cheeks, revealing her embarrassment.

                   “I apologize, Inquisitor. My clumsiness will be the death of me.”