Dalish aravels
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Wolfchoker. The Hare of Andruil. Oinaan'druast. Mithra Lavellan.
I WORKED TOO HARD ON HER ARM FOR IT NOT TO BE SEEN.
Here we are again at the Kazimier Garden Underneath a slate sky Your stare is steely and your tongue is sharpened Can carve me like a steak knife We used to share that stall and a pair of wine lips Hips pressed up against the wall
(Matador by Luvcat)
H E R
Mithra Lavellan face studies
Something else I forgot to mention about the Mithra face reveal thing: I picked a complexion with freckles and didn't realize it until the vallaslin was removed??? I think the game was like... consolidating the texture or something. Hiding her freckles from me.
Working on something ;u;
Morrigan: *acts like a white anthropologist but maybe worse tbh*
Korin: My wife has never done anything wrong ever
Mithra: Aaaeeehhh.....
And poor Ariane can't say anything cause Korin kinda buried her alive at the end of Witch Hunt (not an actual option, but he does it in my fanon cause he wanted to kill Finn and doesn't want any witnesses to the location of the eluvian). Her clan is probably pissed. Ugh fuck, playing as an elf is a completely different game.
Morrigan
my hot queen
Mithra is living the tragedy Korin deserved tbh and she didn't even do anything wrong. I was like "oh let me make her a thoughtful backstory where she takes care of her younger siblings and is kind of a social outcast because she's so unusually large and 'looks like a shem'. I'm gonna give her these other parts of my own past, trauma, and personality to deepen my connection with her." And then BAM. The conclave. Fall in love with FUCKING SOLAS. Accidentally have her clan killed off somewhere along the line (I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION TO THE LETTERS, I HAVE NO IDEA WHEN I MESSED UP). How would I react in such a situation? How would I cope? She's part of me. I think about these things. How her friendship with Sera dissolves ultimately because of the vallaslin comments. How she's betrayed by Blackwall, a man who, in spite of reminding her of someone who abused her, she became close friends with. And we all know how the Solas thing goes. Fuck how is my babygirl gonna fucking cope with all this???
Literally my first time as a player going through this. Yes I sobbed irl. Yeah I had her go to her quarters and collapse (jump awkwardly in that videogame way) on the bed sobbing. Yeah when I first got back to Skyhold I hid under the arch of the bridge freaking out cause omfg MY FACE... MY EVERYTHING. LITERALLY EVERYTHING. MY FAITH, MY PEOPLE. MY EX BOYFRIEND? NEVER BOYFRIEND? FUCK DUDE. She's gonna feel like a whole different person for a minute. Like I knew what was gonna happen, I knew the whole deal, but I didn't KNOW it until, you know, it was MY Lavellan. My poor Mithra....
*wandering around as Solas with some veilfire looking for a rune*
Discovered: Wolf Falls
*falls into the ravine by accident*
.... HE SURE DOES.
I picked Mithra's vallaslin before I edited the rest of her face so I have never seen her without it and I'm gonna be so ill in a few hours when I see That Scene.
Just sending my daughter to war.
Cropped WIP but I thought the flat color was cute so far
She loves listening to him (which is great cause he loves to fucking talk)
*makes a post about being new to Solavellan hell*
*the Solavellans come out of the woodwork like weathered veterans from the fog to bid me good fortune as if I'm in a viking epic*