[astraldestiny]

#ASTRALDESTINY — independent, private fantasy multi muse featuring muses from Critical Role, Dragon Age and Oxventure, written by Hope ( she / they ), 18+

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❝ As with all things SACRED, it gives with one hand and TAKES with the other. ❞

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john of l.iechtenstein once again making me have to pull out the "of course youd say that you stupid fucking austrian" ( lighthearted ) card

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god i love the way k.cd plays with the fact that just bc the protagonist is on a specific side doesnt mean that side is perfect or even good or that different from the other side.

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well my scholarship was low enough that i did in fact make the worst possible first impression on sam. brother i swear my head isnt entirely empty. this is NOT a good day for me.

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everyone: omg we need to hurry and find liechtenstein before the enemy tracks him down

me: Lets Play Some DICE ✨🎲🎲

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oh I am awake

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was gone for a single day at work bc i have too much time off i need to get rid off and I got told I was missed dearly bc apparently this store is useless without me putting in my singular day a week

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a win's a win right-

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thinking im doing okay in practise fights just for bartosch to absolutely obliterate me in like 2 swings. what are they feeding the guys in trotsky

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finally cleaned my pc and we dont talk about how much dust was gathered in there

[mrsterlingeverything]

Made it all the way to work and realized I forgot my cyanide pill in case of capture

[vounoura]

↳ ᴀꜱʜᴋᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴠᴇʟʏᴀɴ ♡ ᴊᴏꜱᴇᴘʜɪɴᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴛɪʟʏᴇᴛ — ꜱᴛᴇᴇʟ ꜰʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀɪʀꜱ - ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴋɪꜱꜱ.

[blacknighted]

Tess,

All is well. In Skyhold now and the inkuister has allowed me to stay. Ambassadur Motilyet has been seeing to me most. She's a kind lady. Proper angel, her. Mutt keeps asking about you. It's wintur now. Stay warm, and I will visit soon as I can. I miss you.

P.S. I keep kraving your kolaczki. I'm hoping you can bake a few next time. Been taking to them wallnuts more. Better to pare with your compuny. I'll be thinking of you.

The room tick, tick, ticks. Henry hands the lady Montilyet the parchment he'd pored over for the better part of half an hour, the scrawl intrinsic to a peasant's hand, and feels in his chest a terrible burst of affection. He misses her — as he misses everyone, really. By the Maker. He feels a little bit naked. When the silence grows, he shuffles in his boots, his ears burned hot and ruddy.

"Is it good?" He's trying. He feels like all a lout beside her intelligence, but damned if he shuffles away cowed. "Not trying to give poets a run for their money. Just want to keep in touch." / @astraldestiny, liked for a starter.

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She'd delighted in the idea of helping to encourage anyone to write heartfelt letters, especially one who had never really had the chance to do so before. There had been so many letters she had received across the years that she had carefully kept collected in a box in her room all the way back in Antiva, a cherished treasure of memories from so many of her loved ones. And so to enable another to share the joy of such a SIMPLE gesture such as exchanging mail was an easy choice.

And an angel, as Henry so kindly described her, she was, for she overlooked any of the mistakes and the lack of elegant penmanship that she knew a lot of her peers would have put their noses up at. It mattered not if the writing was imperfect and the letters a little crooked and splotchy when the words were just right. " It is a beautiful letter, Henry — you can tell it comes from the heart. " She placed her hand upon her chest. " And that always matters MOST of all. " Opening one of the drawers of her desk, she produced an envelope, wax and a seal. " And you know you do not have to flatter me quite so much just because I happen to be the one reading your letters before we send them off, " she added with a wink. " I will have them delivered dutifully with or without flattery. I'll have it sent out by the hour. " She folded the letter, placing it in the envelope and dipping her own quill in the inkpot that never left her side. " You'll have to tell me where this girl of yours lives ... Tess? Is that a nickname? You simply must tell me all about her. " Perhaps that was the price she took for her help. A little bit of gossip, insight into Henry's life before he had ended up on their doorstep. She liked to get to KNOW the people she worked with.

[bardicchord]

@astraldestiny has sung: “ How did you know my name? ” from imari for cole … dai shenanigans time

"Is that not something I should know?" The boy's tone curls in equal inquiry at the Warden-Commander's question, pale eyes searching the elf's expression for any sort of disapproval. "Imari; trembling on the lips of a friend, blood ushered from his veins. He does not deny what he has done, not now...not with eyes blazing into him like the cold, steel sun's beam etched into the knights' plates...but he searches me for...help? an escape? I cannot know, but I want the same. The name. Imari, it is plead more than it is spoken. Help us. Fix this. All of us, lost...the weight...it is choking..."

Cole trails, shoulders rolling themself as if to relieve his body from a sudden chill. His gaze averts the Warden's; not entirely intimidated by them, but know his first impressions hadn't always landed with others, even with mages.

Well, especially with mages, really.

"There is a statue in Redcliffe that bears it. And there are songs...people and spirits alike sing them..."

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They had hoped to remain somewhat unnoticed, then again maybe it was foolish of them to think they would not be recognised among a group of people so POLITICALLY inclined. Imari half expected the Chantry to start handing out wanted posters with their name and face on them. One of these days they'd try and nail them down for heresy or some other figment that conveniently fit the narrative they were spinning about them. Though whatever this .. young man? Boy? Had to do with all of this was a mystery to them. If getting lucky in recognising them had been all he had done maybe they would have simply brushed it off. But the more he spoke the DEEPER the ridge between the mage's brows got.

" What in the Maker's name are you on about, boy? " If he was here to try and mock them, he would have to do more than recite a few unsettling words. Whatever this was — it both felt like a massive WASTE of time and yet also something they could not simply cast aside. Maker, why did this kind of insanity always fall into their hands out of all people? " Shout it even louder across the whole damn place, will you? If this is your idea of flattery I'd like you to stop please and if this is some weird intimidation tactic it isn't working. You know I don't usually go around ANNOUNCING my arrival to everyone. It tends to not go well. " And maybe that was the idea, though the boy hardly seemed overly hostile or antagonistic in his actions and words. Just ... odd in a way they couldn't place.

" Is there anything you want from me? Or are you just here to say cryptic shit? "

[skaadshotn]

~Taking a little break while one of them keep watch~

I'll always have a soft spot for Astrid and Eadwulf/the Blumentrio so there is a quick sketch !

(also below little sketches of how the cuddle pile worked before)

[magusanima]

The way in which Anders can flounder around his emotions is entertaining to the elf, but not entirely a surprise. His conversation wasn't entirely unfamiliar to Behni, as he'd watched Anders charm his way into many a mage's heart (and garments besides) during their years in the Circle. He wondered if that was what he was trying at now, being his superior aside, perhaps their shared history had given the man some sort of leverage.

When he inquires into their book issue however, it forces a chuckle from Behni's lips, though he quickly brings up a balled fist to stifle himself. "So you propose we spend our hard earned sovereigns for my pleasure? That sounds a tad irresponsible, doesn't it?" He inquired, a gentle playfulness in his tone, before his gaze slowly sweeps across the keep; to those reinforcing the walls, to the smiths from Denerim and the remaining soldiers alike who patrolled the grounds. No, as nice as it sounded, this was his now...and the most important thing was to keep the people in his Keep safe from the attacks that were sure to come. His companions now had only been the start of what the Wardens could be...and if he began them on such weak foundations...

"As tempting as it is, I think we've more pressing issues, but I don't believe it entirely impossible to perhaps...come upon said novels on our travels? We've still much to accomplish these coming days after all, why not keep an eye out for me? If you find something, perhaps we could read it together~ I'll marvel at the illustrations and you can learn what it is to enjoy a good book~"

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" Irresponsible? " He clutched his chest dramatically. " Why, I'm almost hurt by that accusation. I just think this would benefit all of us. Many books can be educational after all. I'm sure you've heard our dear Nathaniel complain about how many of us LACK a proper education. Maybe he has some suggestions for improvement. " Not that he would want the full, theoretical book list to consist entirely of things a noble suggested. That would most certainly end up rather bland and boring. He wanted to read whatever the circle would hate the most for him to get access to.

But of course Behni crushed any hopes he had in that department. He supposed it was kind of his job, in a way. Be the serious one, be the one to keep them all responsible and ensure they stuck to their DUTY — yeah he certainly knew why he was trying to get in their commander's good graces. Getting some leeway would be good for him, especially because Behni more than most knew of his reputation as a trouble maker. Perhaps his odds weren't so bad in that department after all and the moment the other did not entirely dismiss his idea he knew he had a CHANCE to get his way.

His smirk did fade a little, however, when Behni insinuated he had never enjoyed a good book before. Now that was just insulting. Not entirely wrong perhaps, there were limits to what he could get his hands on in the circle, but still — " I've read good books before, excuse you. There was that one time Godwin managed to get his hand on this story from Orlais that was so raunchy I heard it got banned soon after. Doubt we'll find anything as interesting as that but I'm sure we can figure SOMETHING out. I'll make it worth your time — "

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assigning this alt art card to Kieran :)

Oh ... oh I see alright !!!