#spiritmark

Oooh oooh I want a starter! Pick a muse, any muse.... I have Tolkien verses for Hawke and Dorian, or there's Berú or Caranthir. Whoever! GRINS

send your url <3 ( accepting ) , @charyka @spiritmark

Katy is indeed such a good, wowie

my opinion on;

character in general and how they play them: I do think that it’s very probably that you are as close to canon Dorian that I’ve ever seen at least written. I really like reading your threads upon his return to Tevinter they are just wonderful to read and a really good insight when it comes to his future, I am going to be disappointed if the games in the future don’t deliver. I just don’t even know what quite to say? Any reference that I might need about Tevinter I am pretty sure I would either ask Gaia or you and take it as close to Gospel as one can go in these things? You play Dorian incredibly well, and this is not only reserved to Dorian because Margo for example is also lovely. Your writing just in general is a pleasure to read!the mun: We have spoken to plot I think! You have been quite patient with me and I will say that while we don’t speak a whole lot ooc I do tend to read your threads, mostly with your Fenris, I also really like to read Margo’s threads, I just love her from afar and I think that she is a wonderful creation :’)

do i;

follow them: Yes!rp with them: I think we have a thread :’) my memory is not the great :’)want to rp with them: of course!ship their character with mine: Nope, he’s not her type and she is not his :’)

what is my;

overall opinion: 628 and counting, I AM NOT SAYING THAT I AM FOLLOWING THAT THREAD BUT 

What other character(s) could you see me roleplay as?

What other character(s) could you see me roleplay as?

I mean... you’re kinda cheating here but yes, I’d write all three of them. Slight preference for the Arishok, possibly. Only slight.

also my canon inquisitor (the one based on beruthiel) prefers the dracolisk mount and hers is named Fluffy. and urian has one named andraste. radonis gave her to him; urian likes making comments about riding andraste all day.

aerin did not flinch from her kelar-stained eyes, that bright and terrifying ring of gold round her pupils. if anything, it seemed as if she soaked some of it, as if the heat of it wasn’t scorching, the sound of it a whisper and not a roar. harry’s face was wet with tears, and she wiped at them uselessly; they were soon replaced by more tears. 

all of it seemed so distant and strange, but sometimes, like now, sitting at the rim of the silver lake with the water murmuring in tongues to her, she could remember the faint scent of cigar smoke and something sweeter beneath, and the soft tickling of her brother’s wisp of a beard as he kissed her forehead in the barest token of affection.

and she missed him the only way someone could miss one that would never return: hopelessly. 

but there was comfort in aerin’s hand upon her shoulder, in her calm voice, in the faint and empathetic smile that curved her lips. harry smiled back helplessly, sniffled. her eyes were still gold but were not so bright as they had been a few sharp breaths ago. 

“ i usually don’t see what’s passed, ”   she admitted, her voice rough and her hands wiping once more at her wet cheeks.   “ i’d almost forgotten what his face looked like. ”

her smile broke then, and she leaned against the red-haired woman, her friend and cried all the harder.