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     she uncorks the poultice with deft hands, gently applying it to the open wound in front of her. a mage, yes---but not all are so quick to welcome the sort of healing magic she wields. all spirits of the fade are wicked, evil things, kattrin recalls someone telling her once, & if her manners weren’t as well rounded, she would have laughed in their face. the recruit sits on the cot next to her, his wound a semi-deep cut from fooling around with his sword. she could tell he was nothing more than a simple farm boy taken in from the hinterlands, one who had barely held a sword more than a few times in his life, but nonetheless wanting to make a difference. she could respect that.

     the wound slowly begins to close, the bleeding having been stopped from his quick thinking & a make-shift tourniquet. it will definitely leave a scar, one that could have easily been removed with her talents, but he had already made it clear that he’d prefer the sort of healing that didn’t require a touch from the fade.

     ❝ there you are, ❞ she says, corking back the now empty poultice & putting it at her side, trading it for a roll of cloth, ❝ it’s still a bit fragile, so keep this wrapped on it for a day or two, just in case it splits again. ❞

There’s a moment before he responds, fingernails digging into the skin of his palm. It hurts to remember, but forgetting isn’t any better; Varric says he needs to confront his demons in order to move on (in order to not become one himself), but thinking of Lambert, thinking of what he did (it doesn’t matter that they had different reasons, both of their hands are stained with the blood of the mages they’ve killed), it brings bile to the back of his throat, makes his chest ache and legs tremble. But he has to try.

“…No. I didn’t hesitate. I waited for him.” I wanted to kill him. “If I felt his pain, I didn’t care. I didn’t think about it.” I didn’t think at all. “…Do you think I should have let him live?”

“I cannot say. I was not there. It would be easy for me to pass judgement, as it often is in these cases.” Often he struggles not to, but he has seen so many mistakes made in the heat of the moment that he understands what drives them. His included. “In an ideal world, no. His fate would be judged by others, and any blood spilled would have be carefully debated by a diverse array of voices.”

      she's watching him curiously from the other side of the herald's       rest. there's dried blood still staining her hands ( hence why       she's sat alone -- those that don't work as healers are terribly       squeamish at the sight of blood, she's found ) but her interest is       in him, rather than in cleaning them. she looks away for just a       second, and when she looks up, he's disappeared again.       ❝ don't go, ❞ she says softly, well aware that she might be talking       to thin air. ❝ i didn't mean to frighten you. ❞

Hello! I’m sorry it took 15 YEARS to reply to this. Thank you for this message! It made my day both when you sent it and now. i adore HoND and NDdP, but so many aspects are outdated and racist- and not recognized by the consumers of the media! 

My maternal grandparents were rromani, but I was raised entirely out-culture. I am researching my heritage and connecting with others in the rroma community! I don’t think it’s truly accurate to describe myself as a rromani woman, but I am still trying to portray Es here as realistically and respectfully as possible. 

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@mademyselfreal

OKAY HI SO UHHHH we haven’t followed each other long but!!! i think that you’re pretty rad so far??? like. your cole seems a+++++ which, naturally, makes me INCREDIBLY FUCKING EMO because man. love that kid. love the fuck outta that kid. and you seem to be doing him so much justice which is just. really wonderful and lovely to see??? i’m pretty fuckin glad to have you on my dash, all things considered, becaaaause just, seeing your posts is really fun and lovely and they’re so nice to read, so, like. keep up the good work!! forreal, you’re doing some great things.

@skychose

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@eluvianed // @sacrivices

                    ❛    —   BLOW ME,   ❜    she  all  but   monologues,   a  nasty  fit  with  herself bickered  under  heated  breath.   most  of  it  is  ultimately  lost  under  the  violent  SCRAPING  of  charcoal,   its  black  point  wearing  to  a  slant  in  a  matter  of  seconds  before  promptly  snapping  in  its  weak  midsection.   her  solution?   tossing  it  to  the  ground  with  an  audible  expression  of  disgust,  where  it  completely  misses  the  rest  of  her supplies  and  chips  into  a  dusty  black  mess.

❛    wanker.   ❜    a  pause  ;   she  leans  against  her  sketchpad  and  plucks  an  earphone  out.    ❛    hey!   weird  kid.  got  a  spare,  yeah?    ❜

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