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I'm about to replay some dai and his story still not adding up. I'm smelling a rat with Solas's story

For mutuals, a three rune pull ‘cause I love you

Issues facing you at the moment; Mannaz reversed. Issues with communication and lack of assistance from fellow humans. 

Advice of the runes; Thurisaz reversed. Beware a liar or duplicitous and evil influence in your life. 

The outcome; Othala reversed. The person warned of in by Thurisaz may bring disruption of the peace and your home. 

i'm about to start my solavellan run and the fandom honestly scares me at this point

light brown/amber. In poetic verse, I write honeyed whiskey in firelight. xD

i love honey and whiskey to describe it :)

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I’ve always leaned toward light brown tbh

5. letters between two of your OC’s companions about them

From Sura of the Kadri, First of Firsts and First Lady of Myr, to Foicatch Stellas, King Consort of the Queen of the Northern Lands. 

Dearest Foicatch. 

I know you do not like the heat, but from what I hear about the cold you suffer in the north this winter, my lands must seem a much sweeter home at the moment, yes? I know how our darling fire witch hates the cold, and I can see her now, sitting almost in the fire for the warmth of it. Does she still stick her bare feet in the coals to warm them if the night is chill? She used to track soot all over the carpets of my tent when nights were cold in the desert. 

Ahh, but I miss her. You two really must come back to see me when the winter storms let ships through again. In the mean time, do your best to keep her warm for me, as I cannot be there to do it myself. 

Give her an extra kiss, as well, and tell her it is from me. And a few more kisses, in her more interesting places. 

I’ve had a new shield forged for you by my favorite smith; it should accompany these gifts and letters. It should fit you well; I had it made to the measurements you gave me when last you wrote. 

Fond regards, 

Your friend, 

Sura 

From Foicatch Stellas, King Consort of Queen Systlin Stellas, Queen of the Northern Lands, Blood of the First King, to Sura of the Kadri, First of Firsts and First Lady of Myr, called commonly ‘the Queen of the Sands”

Dear Sura; 

The shield is splendid, Sura, and fits my arm to perfection. The engraving is exquisite, and I shall use and treasure it. 

I do not mind the cold. Or the snow. I’ve always been rather fond of snow, to be honest. But you are right; Systlin is miserable, though of course she’s too bloody stubborn to show it. But she does when we’re alone, of course, and yes. She does practically crawl into the hearth. Caught her tunic on fire last week doing it, and didn’t notice until I dumped a pitcher of water on it. Bloody fire witches. 

And yes again. She’s been tracking soot to bed for two months. I remember watching my mother laundering blankets and wince at it, but Sys pays the laundresses extra for the inconvenience so I suppose it evens out. 

We’ve already spoken of coming to visit when the ice breaks. We’ll send word beforehand, of course, but the Northern Lands value our relationship with the south. 

That’s what Sys always says before we head down to see you. Everyone sees through it of course, but who’s going to tell her no?

We look forward to seeing you again. And I shall kiss her for you, often and everywhere, and keep her quite warm. 

Oh. And I’ve sent a flute. My father made it; I commissioned it from him especially for you. It’s of northern sea-oak, and he did a particularly exquisite job on it. I hope you like it. 

Your friend

Foicatch

10; a description of your OC by someone who hates them

From the journal of Sammiel Rottigan, King of Northwatch. 

The bloody damned girl couldn’t just die in a ditch somewhere. 

She looks just like her damned father; it’s like looking at his features cast as a woman. I used to think that she didn’t get a damned thing from my sister, but Zi always was stubborn, if perhaps not quite the way Stellead is stubborn. 

Come to think of it, Systlin is very like my other damned traitor sister. She’s got her father’s height, his blue eyes, his dark hair…but in every other way she’s a pits-damned bloody ringer for my bitch of a sister. 

Perhaps it skipped a generation. I don’t know. 

But the bloody girl is winning. We had her father beat. We had her family broken, and she’s pits-damned winning. 

I can’t walk through my own keep without hearing the servants telling stories of her. Those gods-cursed stories; half of them can’t be true, but even allowing that she’s done things that should not be possible. She should be dead a hundred times over. But she’s not, damn her, because she’s just as hard to kill as my traitor bitch of a sister. 

I tried assassins. They work for her now. She’s a bloody Breaker, but the people adore her. She’s the first into battle, but even the best of my soldiers can’t bloody well kill her, and she keeps on killing my best warriors with her own blades. 

Always! XD I have a new lavellan that’s gonna get sketched tomorrow (maybe)

I’m always in to babble about my OCs!

ive been looking for one for months

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if you find someone making them lemme know