* A MAN IN THE ALLEY. @abovepity - Tumblr Blog

well , here he is.

koenig vc : what are you saying ??? my thieves do nothing wrong ??? they’re perfect angels ???

talahdorei .

just a note to those on my dash regarding current events:

there is nothing wrong with using a penname / alias online. it’s a safe thing to do – you don’t owe anyone your real name. you don’t need to tell anyone you’re not using your real name. if you feel happier / safer using an alias, use it. you do not have to justify that to anyone.

#° ➷ : ━━ read it › psa .#don't feel like you #have to put a disclaimer on #your blog : only if you want to.#otherwise : don't feel pressured to do so.

dolose .

Hi, everyone! Me and @epioles recently started blogs for our Skyrim characters but we’re a bit lost on where everyone is. I’d really appreciate this if you could reblog this post if you roleplay Skyrim (or have a verse) or if you roleplay something that fits the theme (fantasy/historic/high fantasy) so that we can possibly follow you. Thank you! ♥

#° ➷ : ━━ mark on the pages › guild .

agentofliberty

#° ➷ : ━━ i ‚ who burned his own way › consume .

holds his hand. squeezes it so tight, in fact, it might hurt.

‘ y ━ you’re drunk , friend. ‘

ALTHOUGH HE WORE A SMIRK , the man’s body flinches from contact & a low grunt slips out of his mouth. koenig’s free hand lifts to pat hroth on the shoulder , an attempt to temporary coax him out of this.

( he later learns this is folly. )

‘ … alright : i will buy a n o t h e r round. ‘

#dwiirok #° ➷ : ━━ i have been searching for you › ic ❪ m ❫ .#just b/c ur pal is #rich doesn't mean u can leech off him hroth.

YES, MY DEAR ? there she goes ; fashion cop babe vivienne de fer from bioware’s dragon age ! if you’re interested in interacting with an exquisite enchantress to the empire of orlais, please smash that like or reblog this post. she won’t bite —— much.

#° ➷ : ━━ mark on the pages › guild .#( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

dwiirok-deactivated20171224

abovepity

dwiirok .

FAR ABOVE THE EARTH, THE GODS HAVE CARVED YOUR PLACE INTO THE WAY THINGS ARE. DWIIROK – TO CARVE. / / private, selective, and independent dragonborn original character. canon divergent. written by michelle. multi-verse, multi-ship, open to exclusives and mains.

#° ➷ : ━━ mark on the pages › guild .#( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

theharellan .

“What did you say?”

Solas turned on his heel, turning to face the iron-blad Orlesian with a sudden interested intensity. Elvhen ears did not miss much, and so the question he meant to ask was not ‘what did you say’ but rather ‘how did you know that.’ Few in Skyhold knew there ever was a rebellion in the supposedly golden Elvhenan, and those who did would not dare name it, for fear it might reveal something this world was not ready for.

“You were telling a story,” he insisted. “About a revolution– I would like to hear it, if you care to repeat what you said.”

✧ @abovepity

‘ i ━ ... of course. ‘

head bows , respect given to any who spoke to him. ( it was applied to certain individuals. ) previous company departed after a silent exchange of words , focus occupied by a display of delectable cheeses from rivain. lips part slowly & brow furrows , as if the veteran attempted to recall something he just spoke. of course , it was just for show ━ & rumors held a specific degree of truth : régis lavigne was a master of the grand game , & no amount of sarcasm nor jokes can quell its gravity. he sets aside a bowl of seeds & journal ( sketching out the plants / herbs that they will become ) on the empty seat to his left , leaving the right for solas to sit if he wished. skyhold’s gardens were a place of tranquility , & people left each other alone.

‘ a revolution between the people and gods ━ who were , in fact , mortal mages. the face of the revolution , having no choice , believed it best to banish them for a grave betrayal of one of their own. this one showed compassion toward her people , & her compatriots became envious of her power. ‘ to any passerby , this would sound like normal , made-up folklore. ‘ ━ solas, ‘ head tilts to side in curiosity , ‘ i know you are interested in historical knowledge , but what about THIS story grabbed your attention ? ‘

#theharellan #° ➷ : ━━ a crown in stars ahead › v ⁰³ / da .#nothing needs to #change ! & ofc you don't have #to match b/c i tend to ramble.

dragon age.

‘ i have yet to reacquaint with existence , because it is not what i believe. ‘ ━ IRON-GALE , dragon slayer & son of the neromenians , c. 3050 ancient / 4450 elven.

regarded as myth , ___ iron-gale was a newborn when his mother & others first began exploring thedas , hailing from the rainforests of par vollen. it is known that elves were mating with humans around this time , producing elf-blooded children : he was one of them , among the first & bearing the same pointed ( albeit shorter ) ears as his elven father. inscribed on archaic ruins in regions that would become nevarra & the free marches , it is claimed iron-gale was one of the first dragon slayers ━ arguably , the most famous. in his prime , he slept under the crumbling arch of a great hearth-hall , oblivious to a spirit of command residing further inside. iron-gale woke(?) up the next day to it looming above him. he could not move an inch of his body , & can only watch as his surroundings shift various colors : blues , reds , blacks , greens , browns. a beautiful & terrifying world.

he learned that this spirit observed him throughout his life , from beginning to now. witnessed exhaustion & wrinkles from age. an individual it believed would be needed in years to come. it offered iron-gale a deal : let it inhabit his body , & mortal weakness will eventually cease. aging , disease ━ none of that will apply. to sweeten the deal , it also offered him the ability to absorb the knowledge + memories of dragons he slew. this was a time when nature , spirits / the waking world were intimate & driven by duty to protect his people , he accepted. now , he knew it was all a dream ━ for a while. because for centuries afterwards , the dragon slayer felt primordial power coursing through veins. a mind becoming like a dragon’s. a soul caught in two worlds.

* IN RECENT YEARS , iron-gale took advantage of his own mythology & established himself as retired chevalier marshal named régis lavigne , long-time / advanced player of the grand game & potential advisor for the inquisitor , acting as liaison between the group & orlais. he is romance-able , but only to male / masculine-identifying inquisitors. a rogue ( archer ), specializing as a tempest & shadow.

important things to remember :

unless we plot , no one is aware of iron-gale’s true identity. he conceals his ears with magic.

adopts a neutral stance in the mage v.s templar war.

can be found in skyhold’s courtyard , helping train rogues , or in the gardens tending to the flora.

#° ➷ : ━━ a crown in stars ahead › v ⁰³ / da .#*finger-guns.*

➷ C / / : UNKNOWN .

« who dares to disturb my peaceful studying ?? » / @abovepity

‘ i was c o n s i d e r i n g us to become companions , if you are interested. ‘

hands clasped in front of him & the stranger sat on a chair , polite. ‘ details of another dragonborn residing in solstheim , although spoken from lips of dead cultists. ‘ yet here he was , EMBODIMENT of such.

#mlsdr #° ➷ : ━━ i became one ‚ & my touch was cold › v ⁰¹ / main .

liamdickinson .

‘ dovahkiin ! dovahkiin ! naal ok zin los vahriin ... ’

agentofliberty

#° ➷ : ━━ i ‚ who burned his own way › consume .

I DID NOT ASK FOR IT MORE THAN YOU. // exhausted by brutish heroes who rely on their strength ? want someone who relies upon their ingenuity ? or perhaps you think the youth shouldn’t hoard all the glory ? well , you came to the right place ! this is an indie dragonborn of the elder scrolls v : skyrim. written by marcus ( he / his ) , & cross-over / oc friendly.

#° ➷ : ━━ mark on the pages › guild .#asoiaf rp #skyrim rp #da rp #lotr rp

➷ C : CAESAR , JULIUS .

THE LAST DRAGONBORN . so far , his political instinct has not failed him - & now , it tells him this man will become even more important than he is already in the days to come . naturally , letters are his first course of action when distance drives a wedge between himself and opportunities ; for they are not only a means to communication , but also telling . & he has learned much already .

quick to meet the other’s hand - a firm , but short handshake . a faint curling upwards of lips at the mention of the witchmen follows . ‘ the witchmen ? heh . holed up in their caves as we speak - i fear high rock’s INTRIGUES occupies most of my time . but such is the nature of politics . which is , i believe , the reason of your visit . ’

heroics that result from such prestige did not come as easily as he presumed. faded scars , wrinkles , & a low / gravely voice that forced even t h e h e a v e n s to lower themselves in reverence. koenig’s hood provided warmth against an incoming winter , its chill already roaring against mountains / roads in gales & the morning air. ‘ i’ve yet to return to the scene in decades , caesar. it was easy for me to forget my roots , when sulking about is much easier. ‘ but in bygone years , the dragonborn realized that thievery & politics were similar : just different methods of acquiring what you desire.