Then I spoke, not of to be, but whatâs been And warned of the slippery slope she slid That I see an era of violence that brims And implored she consider this choice that I give
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Then I spoke, not of to be, but whatâs been And warned of the slippery slope she slid That I see an era of violence that brims And implored she consider this choice that I give

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    â âââ Are you certain this is wine, Varric? Iâm not convinced they havenât given us vinegar, â a sniff !! Imperious, sententious, grandiose âââ much the same as usual, for Dorian of house Pavus, you could say. Though perhaps adding magisterial to the list of metonyms is par for the course and, as a result, rather too on the nose. Quite enough to sour his mood, which is rather elevated at the moment, thank you very much, and instead he ignores the passing thought and nudges Varricâs thigh with his heel from where heâs decided to lounge, legs stretching and long, gazing at the manâs profile.
    To say that he looks irritated isnât quite correct âââ mostly he looks amused, mouth curling ( though there is a sneer lingering there, reserved purely for the state of dismal orlesian wine that they have been drinking ) and there, were you to wish to glimpse it, lies a trace of exhaustion. Dorian is not AVOIDING THINGS, per say, but his return to Minrathous is imminent and, well. Alright, perhaps heâs avoiding things somewhat. â This nearly makes me miss that swill from the Heraldâs Rest. You know the one, it tasted like the stuff of nightmares. Surely you can exercise your powers as Viscount to acquire us anything of substance.  â
@extravagantliarâ
Atishâall vallem, Fenâharel elathadra. Nuvenas mana helanin, dirth bellasa ma.
Ar-melana dirthavaren. Revas vir-anaris.Â
Amae lethalas.

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    â  âââ Youâre giving me that look again, Halwn,  â  he doesnât deign to look up from the book heâs reading, naturally. It shouldnât be possible to be cramped in the rather large rooms they had been afforded by the Orlesians for the Exalted Council, but Dorian had certainly achieved it by the sprawl of his belongings across all surfaces, including the bed that they were crowding. Legs akimbo, knees bumping. He rolls his wrist, a casual and fluid motion / one of the magelights bumps against Halwnâs cheek harmlessly, an undulating orb of light.  â  That sodden, doeâeyed one you don before saying something outrageous,  â  he turns a page idly / the arch of his foot is pressing against Halwnâs calf.  â  Out with it then, before you embarrass us both,  â  as if such a thing were reasonably possible, at this point, and Dorian resists smiling for all that itâs a near thing. To be so helplessly lovesick and overwhelmed with affection after time apart âââ well, it was rather embarrassing, in truth.
@inquistior // you rang?
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 as  mavhenas  gazed  out  to  sea ,  she  wondered  what  to  make  of  the  world.  the  inquisitor  was  gone ;  &  it  felt  as  if  her  soul  had  left  with  her . Â
 following  inquisitor  lavellanâs  disappearance ,  the  seer  returned  to  dairsmuid  to  assist  the  townspeople  with  recovery  from  the  rifts  &  demons .  it  wasnât  until  a  familiar  voice  roused  her  from  her  wandering  thoughts  that  she  turns ,  hair  of  her  neck  on  end . Â
 &  then ,  she  lurches  forward ;  a  hungry  kiss  in  the  moonlight .
Trespasser and Descent SPOILERS Warning
I love how when the archivist told me she (it?) recorded the last words of the ancient elves left lost in the library as the Veil appeared, immediately I got my hopes up for something major, but the first recording was along the lines of:Â âPlease gods do not let me fall, do not let me fall, do not..â
Which, all things considered makes lots of sense.
On a slightly different I cannot help but notice how blood seems to be the one thing that pierces the Veil easily. After all Solas (I will never get over the fact he was crafty and powerful enough to cast the Veil) tells you explicitly he is not averse to blood magic at all.
Lyrium? It is the blood of Titans and pierces the Veil. Blood? Blood magic is extremely powerful. Maybe it is something to consider.Â
Not to mention: now I want to know where the damn blighted Titan is and send someone to study it. Dagna immediately comes to mind, but the idea of her in a blighted titan scares me more than Iâm willing to admit. As I was saying the other day with Gaia: you can let slavers kill children to give you one single ability point and you are a sh*t, but not helping Dagna is a whole another level of moral degeneracy.