Warden Vakarian

Don’t you lot burn your saviours?

I made a turian maker picrew

Okay it's not like there's a lot of options or it's great or flawless anything but it's my first time making something like this and uh. you know. turians.

aëllrien “aëll” lavellan, clan lavellan’s last living soul. 

herald of andraste, fen’harel’s vhenan, inquisitor.

I realized that since it's been a year since I started Inquisition, a lot of my followers might not know much about Swan, so I thought I'd make a little compilation and talk about him a bit 💛

Swan Lavellan is just a simple Dalish elf and would very much have liked his life to remain as it was, wild and free with his clan. He is an archer and a hunter. He goes by Swan to people who don't speak elven because he fletches his arrows with swan feathers; his elven name is Samahlas ("giving laughter").

He is happy by nature and has a soft heart, is a little lacking in common sense but earnest and loves his friends very much.

He has a deep reverence for nature and the elven gods; his back tattoo has elements of all of them, including Fen'Harel. His vallaslin is of Sylaise because he loves her Vir Atish'an. He tries to follow it along with the Vir Tanadhal of clan hunters. He often keeps flowers or leaves somewhere on his person to remind himself and others of where his heart belongs.

He is terrified of being Inquisitor.

He hates being called "your worship" and "Lord Lavellan." He is horrified of the thought of being made into a religious figure for the Chantry which destroyed his ancestors' home and still hurts his people daily. However, his strong desire to help people keeps him moving forward, but he hopes that soon this will be over and he can go back to anonymity in the Free Marches, living with his clan.

Because of this, he has a relationship with Dorian, but he's worried that it can't work out. He would never want to go to Tevinter, and he knows Dorian wouldn't handle his clan's ways well either. Still, he loves Dorian very much and doesn't want the relationship to end.

He likes most of his companions. He gets along best with Cole, finding that he understands Swan better than anybody else. He also likes Sera and Solas, though he's sad that they don't share his love of his culture. He loves to hear Solas' stories though, and will pester him for them whenever he gets the chance.

He plays the bodhran drum and the whistle and loves poetry and tongue-twisters and dancing, but he's not very good at that last one.

He's afraid of dying, but he'd be willing if it meant peace for others.

Here's his tag for lots more art and lore bits. He also has a playlist on the way shortly 💛

The stars that shine And the stars that shrink In the face of stagnation the water runs Before your eyes

Swallowing diamonds A cutting throat Your teeth when your grin Reflecting beams on tombstones -Dazzle by Siouxsie and the Banshees

The word for mother? Buir.

The word for father? Buir. Literally translates simply to ‘parent’

Same for ‘child’. Ad. Means simply ‘child’. No gender attached.

Same for ‘spouse’. No gendered term, simply ‘riduur’. Literally means ‘spouse’

“I am a Mandalorian.”

“No I mean what’s in your pants.”

“Three backup blasters, a vibroblade, and a few explosive charges.”

“No I mean what’s between your legs.”

*arrives 50,000 years late with Starbucks*

shepard: (dryly) alright bad boy, my panties are on the floor, now what

We see you.

Children who’ve lost their mothers

Children whose relationships with their mothers are broken

Women who long for children for whom it hasn’t happened or can’t happen

Mothers who’ve lost their children

Mothers whose relationships with their children are broken

Single fathers pulling double duty

…and countless others for whom this is a difficult day