#lookatit

A set of Full Monty Sketch Character commissions for @thisvexesmeagain of their D&D characters: An undead calvary with their equally undead pony off on their bony adventures, and a Glass Frog theater major looking for magical silkworms to make strings for their puppet; thank you for commissioning me!

Revas has always been ‘elfy’, showing incredible devotion and loyalty at first to her clan, but eventually to those she had come to know during her adventure as inquisitor. Always one to try and put her best foot forward the idea of attending the Winter Palace Ball, with no experience to that kind of world, she couldn’t help but to turn to Solas. Ravas’ heart often made her turn to him for advice, rather than others who would logically have more information on such topics. She shared her insecurities with him. How was she suppose to act around nobles? Could she just wear her usual Dalish attire without the Inquisition being judged? How was she expected to dance without tripping on her own feet?! He stewed on her words a bit, before offering a solution. He would prepare Revas for the ball.

So they would meet in the fade, where they could practice and train in complete secrecy. The time they spent dancing among dream landscapes are such sweet memories for Revas, of moments where no one could interrupt them and the world seemed so far away. 

Needless to say, when it came time to charm the court she surprised many with her words and actions. Though she wouldn’t care to attend another ball on her life, almost relieved when the usual beat of combat interrupted bits of the night. At least she got to dance with Solas in the physical world when everything settled, nothing could replace the feeling of her truly being in his arms that night. 

an utterly irredeemable, magnificent sin