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kaaras-adaar‌:

Kaaras wished that his skin were as thick as Ash’s. His upbringing had been difficult for him, and he was a rather sensitive soul. At the end of the day, however, Kaaras was a proud man. He was proud of how far he’d come, of all his hard work, and the dedication he’d made to that work, as well as bettering himself as a person in general. He wasn’t always this so well behaved. 

The blush across his face only became more evident as the man complimented him. Was Ash even.–dare he think it–flirting with him? Surely he was just being kind, but the hand said otherwise, and Kaaras was pretty sure their eyes gazing into one another’s was becoming oddly intimate. It made him so very aware of his own body, of the space between them, of the blush that was consuming his entire face now. Maker’s arse, he must have looked like an idiot just standing there. 

When the space between them became more breathable, Kaaras’ hand tugged gently on the bottom of his tunic as he gathered himself before he tucked his hands behind his back professionally–a futile attempt at once more composing himself and trying to gain control of the situation.

“Ah… well… that would be greatly appreciated,” he murmured sheepishly. Ash was right, though. The moment he went back inside, he’d have to talk to others, and to be quite honest he needed a moment to himself, and he’d also rather spend a little more time with Ash. He couldn’t believe he was admitting that to himself, but he did find himself rather fond of the other man.

The moment Ash disappeared, Kaaras felt the weight of his shoulders drop and he leant against the railing of the balcony, putting his hands to his face.

“Maker’s breath, Kaaras…” he whispered to himself. He was such an awkward thing at times. Put him up against assassins and soldiers, and Corypheus, and he’d know what to do, but put him up against an attractive man who he was fond of and he didn’t even know how to speak correctly. 

[ ◈ ]  ║  It was a good thing Kaaras acquiesced to the idea, since Ash had planned to be the one to go back inside anyway. People were less likely to bother him ; it was a fact, between how intimidating he looked  ( with no effort expended ) , and he wasn’t the Inquisitor. To most of the people at this party, he was just a Qunari in a too-snug outfit, but that was fine by him.

After checking in with Josephine and retrieving a glass of wine each for himself and Kaaras, he made his way back across the room and out onto the balcony, clearing his throat to ensure Kaaras knew he was there. It wouldn’t have been the first time he’d startled someone ; nobody expected him to be capable of moving so quietly.

“Here we are.” He offered one of the glasses. “Not that I’m trying to ply you with alcohol or anything, but sometimes Orlesians do know their wines.” He would have preferred something with a bit more... oomph, but he doubted there was decent mead or ale anywhere at the Winter Palace.

Actually, it was probably a good thing there wasn’t anything else, regarding alcohol. Ash could handle his alcohol, but he wasn’t about to risk embarrassing himself in front of someone he actually liked. Kaaras was a sweet man, and probably wouldn’t be impressed by drunken antics.

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mortuusbellator‌:

FLUFFY LITTLE PUPPIES as they were, the wolf pups meant much more than simple companions to the elf - they were something in which made him feel like he was still his old self. Once upon a time he was such a proud male, an Emerald Knight of whom rode Halla into battle with wolven companions - and the pups he had now would be trained just as his, way back then, had been. “I’m sure they shall appreciate.” He uttered, giving a simple hand gesture to pull the wolves attention toward him and then command them to follow - something he had already instilled into them; the earlier he began training, the better. “And no need for you to move - if you do not mind some company?”  

[ ◈ ]  ║  The pups did look happy to see the elf... Surely a bit of food and companionship would be perfect for them. Ash grinned at how quickly the pups followed their protector - and with a shrug, he decided to follow as well. There wasn’t anywhere better to be.

“Yeah, that doesn’t bother me.” He tilted his head. “Don’t know if you eat much meat, but you’re welcome to share some of the food I caught earlier. I should have some fruit left as well, if you’d rather that.” Either way, he would make sure the pups had some meat.

[beshkaari]

24. How do they present themselves socially? What distinguishes their “persona” from their “true self”, and what causes that difference?

[ MEME ]  ||  character development questions

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There honestly aren’t too many differences between Ash in public and him in private. He’s an upfront man, not prone to dishonesty ; after all, he’s not a fan of dishonesty in others, so the ‘self’ others see is pretty much... well, Ash.

When among others, Ash can be a little more boisterous though. He’s not afraid to take up space and make his presence known, so if anyone ever wants a distraction from themselves, he’s definitely the right man to be near. It’s hard not to focus on him even when he’s not trying to be noticed, after all.

In private though, he doesn’t bother with any of that. Quiet time is just as valued as some bustle, so Ash is happy to curl up with a good book or pet, or just spend some time chatting with friends and family. As a rule he’s more extroverted, but he does value some solitude now and then to recharge, so to speak.

[beshkaari]

ilensul-lavellan‌:

“Will you at least allow me to do that?” The Inquisitor didn’t look angry at least, simply… saddened, at least just a little. He wanted to help, it had been clear since Ash had met him. The little elf wanted to help everyone it seemed. Being hindered from that goal undoubtedly upset him.

“I do know how,” he added hastily. “There is a salve I have that works wonders on bruises. Gone overnight, swear to Sylaise.” It was difficult for some to say no in the face of Inquisitor Lavellan’s earnest…sweetness. His large eyes simply stared at the subject, wide and entreating and many simply gave in, even the hardened Lady Seeker.

“Please. I just… I feel responsible.” Thankfully, Ilensul didn’t need to go anywhere to attend to Ash with mundane healing treatments – he’d already brought his satchel of potions, salves, and bandages with him, as always. “I know I wasn’t the one who actually did it but… they were Inquisition men, and I’m the Inquisitor. I’m supposed to be in charge. They shouldn’t be attacking allies, even if drunk made them lose their sensibilities.” 

[ ◈ ]  ║  It was pretty damn tempting to insist that he didn’t need even that much, but Ash relented with a heavy sigh. Ilensul wasn’t the blame ; he knew that, but he also knew the Inquisitor would be taking this very personally. Did he not realise how many people were foolish enough to see a Qunari as a challenge...?

“Do me a favour before you go poking at these wounds?” He gathered his hair back out of the way, tying it so he wouldn’t have to hold it. “Take a few deep breaths and calm down. I’m well aware that it shouldn’t have happened, but trust me, I’m used to it. I’m not offended or anything.” Maybe a bit irritated, sure, but he hadn’t exactly planned to kick asses tonight. All he’d wanted was a few drinks, then a quiet night of reading in his room.

So much for that, but oh well.

“And you’ll probably over-think it and fret anyway, but you weren’t responsible for this.” Ash raised an eyebrow then, a teasing note making its way into his voice. “Unless you sent those men at me, but I’ll assume that isn’t the case.”

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Ash || closed

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kaaras-adaar‌:

It was easier for Kaaras to twirl considering he was much shorter than Ash, so he did so gleefully as the other man led the dance. He’d be lying if he thought that stopping wasn’t a little disappointing. He was enjoying his time with Ash, even if the intimate contact was… definitely making his pants a little uncomfortable. Ash didn’t need to know about that, though, and he was sure by the time he stepped back inside, he’d have himself under control. 

As they stopped, he hesitated to let his hands off the other man’s body,. letting them fall to his side. He hadn’t been expecting the contact, though, and he felt his cheeks warm once more from Ash’ hand against his cheek. Ah… Maker’s breath. Was he so touch starved that this made him melt like warm butter within the man’s fingertips. Topped off with the very accurate statement, Kaaras found that any kind of coherent thought wasn’t quite making it past his lips.

Instead, the Inquisitor made a soft noise which could have been mistaken for a whimper. “I… uh… no, not really,” he admitted. Kaaras was always the honest sort, but it was times like this where any kind of filter was entirely stripped from him, and awkward truths spilled out. 

“How many Vashoth in Ferelden do you think there are?” he laughed sheepishly. “I was made aware very early on that I was… one of a kind, if I were to put it politely.” His eyes went to the other man’s hand that was still lingering against the heat of his cheek, his long ears lowering. 

Well that little problem he thought he could get rid of was now a big problem. Maker’s breath, he hoped Ash didn’t notice anything.

“It’s erm… quite warm out here,” he muttered, tugging lightly at his collar. “Why don’t I get us some drinks?” And a moment to pull himself together.   

[ ◈ ]  ║  It was impossible to miss that soft noise, at least for hearing as keen as Ash’s - but, he had enough decency that he wouldn’t say anything. Kaaras looked embarrased enough as it was.

“Pff, yeah. I know there aren’t many of us in Ferelden.” It had been worse in Orlais though, compared to Ferelden. Orlesians were so damn snobby, and prejudiced... but oh well. It hadn’t bothered him back then ; he’d made his peace long ago with always sticking out, and usually in the wrong ways. He couldn’t make himself look human, or elven, or dwarven... so why bother trying?

Did it bother Kaaras that much though, that he stood out? His curiosity piqued now, he tilted his head, though his hand stayed at Kaaras’s cheek, cupping gently. “You are one of a kind,” he added quietly. “I’m sure people have made that a bad thing in the past, but it’s not.” Kaaras was kind, generous, intelligent... but of course, he was different, so of course bastards would target him.

Warm... Yeah, it sure was, but at least he had an easier time of hiding that than Kaaras seemed to. ... but again, that wouldn’t be mentioned.

“How about I go inside and get us those drinks?” Ash offered. “Soon as you go back in there, they probably won’t let you escape again.” Would Kaaras really want to go inside, among all those people, when he was so visibly flustered?

The answer was likely no.

[beshkaari]

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42 character development questions!

PHYSICAL PRESENCE AND GESTURE. 1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy? 2. How much physical space do they use, active and at rest? 3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd? 4. What is their size and build? How does it influence how they use their body, if it does? 5. How do they dress? What styles, colors, accessories, and other possessions do they favor? Why? 6. What are they like in motion–in different environments, and in different activities? What causes the differences between these? 7. How do they physically engage with other people, inanimate objects, and their environment? What causes the differences between these? 8. Where and when do they seem most and least at ease? Why? How can you tell? 9. How do they manifest energy, exhaustion, tension, or other strong emotions? 10. What energizes and drains them most? 11. How are they vocally expressive? What kind of voice, accent, tones, inflections, volume, phrases and slang, and manner of speaking do they use? 12. How are they bodily expressive? How do they use nonverbal cues such as their posture, stance, eyes, eyebrows, mouths, and hands? DISPOSITION AND TEMPERAMENT. 13. How do they greet the world — what is their typical attitude towards life? How does it differ in different circumstances, or towards different subjects? Why do they take these attitudes, and why do they change? How do these tend to be expressed? 14. What do they care deeply about? What kind of loyalties, commitments, moral codes, life philosophies, passions, callings, or spirituality and faith do they have? How do these tend to be expressed? 15. What kind of inner life do they have — rich and imaginative? Calculating and practical? Full of doubts and fears? Does it find any sort of outlet in their lives? 16. Do they dream? What are those dreams like? 17. Are they more shaped by nature or nurture — who they are, or what has happened to them? How have these shaped who they’ve become as a person? 18. What kind of person could they become in the future? What are some developmental paths that they could take, (best, worst, most likely?) what would cause them to come to pass, and what consequences might they have? What paths would you especially like to see, and why? CONNECTIONS WITH OTHERS. 19. How do they behave within a group? What role(s) do they take? Does this differ if they know and trust the group, versus finding themselves in a group of strangers? Why? 20. What kind of individual relationships do they have with others, and how do they behave in them? How are they different between intimate relationships like friends, family, and lovers versus more impersonal relationships? 21. What kind of relationships do they tend to intentionally seek out versus actually cultivate? What kind of social contact do they prefer, and why? 22. How do people respond to them, and why might these responses differ? 23. How do they respond to difficult social moments? What makes them consider a social situation difficult? 24. How do they present themselves socially? What distinguishes their “persona” from their “true self”, and what causes that difference? 25. What do they need and want out of relationships, and how do they go about getting it? 26. How do they view and feel about relationships, and how might this manifest in how they handle them, if it does? ACTIVITIES AND PREFERENCES. 27. What do they strongly like and dislike, in any category? Why? 28. What are they likely to do if they have the opportunity, resources, and time to accomplish it? Why? 29. What kind of activities, interests, and hobbies do they have? What significance and impact do these have in their lives, both positive and negative? 30. What is their preferred level of activity and stimulation? How do they cope if they get either too little or too much? 31. Is there anything that counts as a “dealbreaker” for them, positively or negatively? What makes things go smoothly, and what spoils an activity or ruins their day? Why? 32. Do they have any “props” that are a significant part of their life, identity, activities, or self-presentation somehow? What are they, how are they used, and why are they so significant? How would these props’ absence impact them, how would they compensate, and why? THINKING AND LEARNING. 33. How do they learn about the world–what is their preferred learning style? Hands-on learning with trial and error? Research, reading, and note-taking? Observation or rote memorization? Inductive or deductive reasoning? Seeking patterns and organization? Taking things apart and putting them back together? Creative processing via discussing, writing about, or dramatizing things? 34. How do they understand the world–what kind of worldview and thought processes do they have? Why? 35. How and why do they internalize knowledge? What effect has that had on them? 36. How much do they rely on their minds and intellect, versus other approaches like relying on instinct, intuition, faith and spirituality, or emotions? What is their opinion on this? 37. Have they had any special education or training that colors their means of learning about or understanding the world? Conversely, do they lack some kind of education considered essential in their world? What kind of impact has this addition or lack had on them? 38. Is there anything they wish they could change about their worldview or thought processes? What, and why? 39. What sort of questions or thoughts recur in their lives, either specifically or as a theme? Why are these never answered, or answered permanently to their satisfaction? 40. What do they wonder about? What sparks their curiosity and imagination, and why? How is this expressed, if it is? FREE FOR ALL. 41. What associations do they bring to mind? Words or phrases, images, metaphors or motifs? Why? 42. I have a question of my own!

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Ash || closed

[beshkaari]

kaaras-adaar‌:

Kaaras could feel himself blushing. He wasn’t sure if it was a compliment, that he was serious, but he blushed nonetheless. He couldn’t help it, he felt that when any attention was on him in such a personal manner that he’d go red in the face. Terrible for someone with a position of power like him, but when he was being serious, it seemed to happen less. Maybe it was Ash, or maybe it was the fact that they were dancing, or maybe it was just Kaaras. Perhaps it was all. 

Feeling his ears lower, he made a soft laugh as he looked to the side. “I suppose my humble upbringing is to thank for such qualities,” he admitted. His mother and father had always been caring, had always been honest. It was something that had been passed down to their son. Kaaras didn’t understand or know how people could be so filled with hatred. What a tedious and tiresome life. 

“But don’t sell yourself short, Ash, you’ve been nothing but kind to me since we met.” His eyes returned to the taller qunari before him, looking at the gold and black. They were different eyes. Not scary like some might say, just different, and Kaaras knew what it was like to be different. Not many people enjoyed looking at the colour of his eyes. Red was unnatural to most people, or associated with monsters and demons. Just another thing to make Kaaras feel less like a person.

“I should thank you. It’s been difficult knowing who is friend and foe in my position, but you’ve always been honest with me. I appreciate honesty more than anything in a time like this.” His lips turned up to a gentle smile then as they continued to dance. 

[ ◈ ]  ║  He should have known Kaaras would compliment him in return, but Ash still smiled nonetheless. Maybe it was nothing more than some Qunari camaraderie, but it was nice not to be judged just on his appearance for once. Sure, he was a big, rough-looking guy with intimidating features, but few ever seemed willing to accept that he actually had a brain under all that, and that he could be quite gentle most of the time.

Case in point, how gently he held Kaaras while they danced. He didn’t think Kaaras was breakable ; rather, he just enjoyed the delicacy of it all, and the chance to unwind after a stressful night. They’d damn well earned a bit of fun now.

“Hey, you’ve never given me a reason to be unkind to you.” Ash rolled his eyes. “And I think you know me well enough to know I’m not fond of dishonesty either.” No, he was a man that preferred directness, no matter how hard it might be to hear at the time. He’d proven that time and again since meeting Kaaras.

After a few more twirls, he guided them to a stop - but only so he could let go of Kaaras’s hand and brush his fingers over Kaaras’s cheek. “I like that blush,” Ash admitted, his voice gone soft. “You’re not all that used to accepting compliments, are you?”

[beshkaari]

dryadalismagicae‌:

YES, LYRIAN DID carry quite the number of dainty little bottles filled with various ointments, potions, brews and draughts - but each one had its purpose and each one had been carefully made by himself, so he knew the expanse of its potency. When purchasing potions and brews from another one could never be sure of its strength despite what was told, and you could never guarantee that they would always be the same. Making his own allowed for that security. “You are certain?” Lyrian liked to make sure before he began that no pain relief was wanted; he honestly never understood why some denied it. Perhaps it was ego, perhaps it was a distaste for it - whatever it was, Lyrian could only nod and carry on, regardless.  THE OINTMENT IN the bottle was daintily dropped onto the wound, and a rough cloth produced to scrub the wound, both outside and inside. A light foam came up as the elf did so, thoroughly making certain that he covered everything in the wound before rinsing it with some water; again, being sure he had gotten everything. “Bear wounds are horrendous for infection - it’s always good to be absolutely certain it’s clean-” So he repeated his previous steps once more, hoping his companion was coping well with the discomfort.    

[ ◈ ]  ║  It wasn’t quite that he was putting on any show of bravado  ( but really, he was ) - but rather that Lyrian really didn’t need to get lashed out at from a bad reaction to magic. Ash still had yet to be comfortable around any sort of magic, even the benevolent kind... Best not to risk it, and just endure the discomfort of manual tending instead.

As it was, Lyrian was gentle enough that the pain was easily dealt with, and his only outward reaction was to clench his jaw occasionally. Suffice to say that the gentleness was appreciated.

“Hah, yeah. I’ve had my fair share of animal wounds.” Ash dipped his head towards some of the scars on his other arm. “Some o’ those are from a Great Bear in the Emerald Graves. Damned thing got my friend’s arm, and nearly mine as well.”

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You're the Alchemist

(A spontaneous dreamer) You make out-of-the-ordinary decisions, quick as a flash.

OPENNESS :  76% CONSCIENTIOUSNESS :  38% EXTRAVERSION :  73% AGREEABLENESS :  93% NEUROTICISM :  50%

Outlook : EMOTIONAL Emotional people tend to embrace their positive and negative emotions fully, which means they have lives full of excitement. But it's all too easy to switch between happy and sad very quickly, and it's important that the highs and lows balance each other. There may be times when you would benefit from stepping back from a situation to protect yourself from getting too carried away.

Character : THOUGHTFUL Thoughtful people have a very giving and sympathetic character and are genuinely interested in and concerned about others. However, they can sometimes lack the persistence to follow through with their positive intentions.  Luckily, you're very adept at inspiring good feelings and actions in others who can help carry you along too.

Self Control : RESERVED You may feel a bit conflicted when you've been wronged.  On the one hand it can affect you deeply to the point of feeling victimized, but on the other you can be scared of saying something about it for fear of upsetting other people.  The result is that your anger might be directed inwards, which is very unhealthy. You can't always be the nice guy.

Composure : DIRECT Direct people can find it hard to resist their urges and impulses. In fact, when they really want something it's hard for them to keep their desire in check. If you find it all too easy to sacrifice your long-term goals for instant gratification, or wake up with a major headache the next morning, this might be an aspect of your life that would benefit from a bit more concentration.

Taste : PIONEER You're interested in the new and different.  Whatever it is, if you haven't experienced it before, you'll want to give it a try. People who share this characteristic also enjoy meeting people from different backgrounds, so thrive in big communal activities where they can learn about new places and perspectives.

Sociability : GIVER People with this characteristic are naturally good-natured and extremely sociable. They are easy to get along with, which means they tend to be pretty popular with everyone they meet.  If you recognise this trait in yourself, remember your old friends who have known you for a long time are just as important as those new buddies.

Action : SPONTANEOUS Spontaneous people tend to be pretty full of energy and love the thrill of new adventures.  But that energy isn't always completely constructive. Your spontaneity and impulsiveness might mean that it's sometimes all too easy to drop those serious, unglamorous tasks for the promise of a good time.

Attitude : PROGRESSIVE People with progressive attitudes tend to have a great deal of faith in human nature and believe in education, co-operation and free thinking as ways to help develop society. They are willing to try new ideas and solutions and take a thoughtful approach to issues like social problems.  It sounds like you tend to be seen as the voice of reason in most situations.

Process : DREAMER Dreamers get very excited by the prospect of new ideas and ways of seeing the world, but they tend to lose their way in theoretical possibilities and flights of fancy. If this sounds like you, you might be seen as a fantastic starter but not so great finisher.  But, no one can fault your enthusiasm and ability to thrive in the uncertainty of the new. Force yourself to be a bit more organised and you'll blow people away.

Resilience : SENSITIVE Sensitive people are extremely aware of potential dangers and problems around them - perhaps a little too aware sometimes. In fact, they tend to purposefully imagine worst-case scenarios. If you recognise this trait in yourself, rather than let yourself be overcome by fear use these theoretical situations to stimulate yourself to come up with imaginative solutions.

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dryadalismagicae‌:

“No, you needn’t move-” Lyrian offered a softened smile up towards the male as he continued tinkering with a few bottles; “I’ve something that will help with clearing out any infection and debris - when I can find it-” Another smile as he returned to serveying the contents of his bag; finally founding what he needed. “I’m going to have to give it a rather harsh scrub. I do have something that will aid with the pain if you’d like it?”  

[ ◈ ]  ║  His curiosity piqued, Ash watched Lyrian tinker. Quite the heft amount of bottles there... Lucky for him, since he wouldn’t have any healing magic used on him if he could help it - and to Lyrian’s credit, he hadn’t batted an eye at the request. Good for him.

“Nah, I can handle pain.” He settled more comfortably where he was sitting, gathering his hair over the opposite shoulder so it wouldn’t be in Lyrian’s way. “Don’t worry, I won’t squirm or anything. A bit of scrubbing and stitching won’t rate much for me.”

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          Hello there, roleplayers !  If you are interested in writing with some companion muses - one of which is a Vashoth Reaver , another is a Tevinter runaway Mage , and another is Falon’Din’s owl - then please give this post a like or reblog .

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mortuusbellator‌:

SENRETH’S BROWS CONTINUED to furrow very deeply until he had finished analysing the male for himself. He wouldn’t take anyone’s panicked uttering’s as truth - that would have been foolish for any could mutter anything to get out of a dangerous situation. For now, however, he lowered and then sheathed his blade. UPON THE KNIGHTS approach did the pups grow excited, and his own face momentarily softened to adore their very beings. Their company had been wonderful, even if their coming to him had been in terrible circumstance and he finally began to feel more like himself because of it. “Their fur is thick enough to stave off the cold - but they’ll always appreciate something to eat.” And their appetites would grow with them. 

[ ◈ ]  ║  Tense as it all was, Ash was a patient man, and he was content to wait for as long as the elf took to make his mind up. If he was looking after the pups, then small wonder that he would be so cautious.

The Qunari nodded his understanding, his own expression softening when the pups showed their excitement. Yeah, this stern, prickly elf was definitely a softie somewhere in his heart, if he was so protective over those fluffy little puppies.

“I’ve got some druffalo meat they can have,” Ash said, pointing over his shoulder with a thumb. “Got a campsite set up just past the trees there, in one of the caves. You and the fluff-balls are welcome to borrow it - or I can find somewhere else if you’d prefer some privacy.”