Ar tu na'lin emma mi.

Nia Tellari; Dalish warrior and rouge duel wielding daggers Indie Dragon Age OC

[dalishblades]

out of breath;

Life got really hectic randomly but it's slowing down. Would anyone like to plot because I'd like to get threads going.

[dalishblades]

Ar tu na'lin emma mi. I will see your blood on my blade.

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dalishcommander:

"And thank the Creators for that!"

The hunter scowls as he tightens the bandage around the small rogue’s leg, where the skin has been torn by a rusty leghold trap, no doubt left by careless shem.

"The Keeper’s going to have to see that. I can’t tell if it had a poison on it." Reinier sighs, pulling Nia’s arm over his shoulder so that she can move without injuring herself further. Walking with three legs means the prey will all be scared off, and he won’t be bringing back anything from the hunt, but the care of a fellow elf takes precedence, always. 

Nia couldn't help but roll her eyes as she walked beside Reinier with her arm draped over his shoulder. She was angry and frustrated as her eyes gazed back on the bandage which were now covering the deep gashes on her ankle. 

"Is that really necessary? I'm sure I'm fine. There's no need to get the Keeper involved."

[dalishblades]

revkathegreywarden:

The asininity of the remark makes Revka give an irritated sigh, head shaking before she looks over to where the Dalish girl sits by the fire with whetstone and daggers spread out in her lap.

"I’m going to regret asking this…"

"But why?”

Nia lifted her gaze up from her daggers which were sprawled out in front of her. Her face holding little expression aside from indifference as she placed the whetstone down beside her. 

"You're a woman, you should know the feeling. Growing a mustache would make me a man, not just a man but most likely a shem, therefore I would be given respect." The elven woman dropped her gaze once more, grabbing her daggers as she began to polish them. "But then again, who would want to be a nasty shem man anyways?"

[dalishblades]

The Chariot, Justice, The Moon

The Chariot: A place they’ve traveled or would like to travel to.

The Anderfels is the place that had given her life and had been where her mother was laid to rest. Where one breath was first given and the last breath was taken.

Justice: A decision they wish they could do over.

There was nothing but silence behind her but she knew they were all watching as she forced the distance between her and her clan to grow greater than it had ever been before. This fight is not just their fight, we live here as well. Nia was never one to run and hide, but rather run straight into the grasp of danger in hopes that life would be better for those around her. Then it is best that I go on my own. 

The Moon: Something they fear

Heartbreak is the only way that Nia can describe the pain she feels as she watches her father’s body being covered by dirt and mud. It is hard for her to watch; on the verge of tears she refuses to show anyone how she truly feels for their kind and sentimental words will never be enough.

[dalishblades]

the fool, the magician, the heirophant

The Fool: Something they’ve always wanted to try.

The unfamiliar smell of the salt fills the air that surrounds her. Nia closes her eyes as she tries to hide the soft smile that is beginning to curl up her lips. She found her self wondering what the ocean water would feel like; would it be warm like the sun’s rays? Or would it mimic the cold, icy water that is often found in Ferelden? What would the waves feel like when they crashed against her bare, freckled covered skin?

The Magician: Something they’re very good at.

There was nothing but silence as she knelt inside of the bushes. The two, young Frelden boys had drifted too close to their camp and after careful listening, Nia knew they hadn’t done it by accident. Two daggers were being held tightly in either of her hands, occasionally twisting them cautiously around her fingers. It didn’t take them long to pass her by and with cat like reflexes, the young elf launched herself up out of the cover of the brush and immediately knocked one of the boy’s down to the ground, pressing her dagger hard against his neck.

The Hierophant: Something they believe in.

What goes around comes around. And despite not always doing the right thing, it is something that the young elven women finds to be very true.

[porngiirl]

Tarot Headcanons

send my muse one of the following..

The Fool: Something they’ve always wanted to try

The Magician: Something they’re very good at

The High Priestess: One thing they wish they knew

The Empress: A woman they really admire

The Emperor: A man they really admire

The Hierophant: Something they believe in

The Lovers: A person who makes them very happy

The Chariot: A place they’ve traveled or would like to travel to

Strength: Something they struggle with

The Hermit: Favorite way to spend a day alone

The Wheel Of Fortune: Something they wish you could change

Justice: A decision they wish they could do over

The Hanged Man: A time when they wished someone would listen to them

Death: Someone they really miss

Temperance: Their ideal day

The Devil: Who they talk to when dealing with big issues

The Tower: Something that changed their life

The Star: Someone they consider perfect

The Moon: Something they fear

The Sun: Their happiest memory

Judgement: Their favourite song(s)

The World: Their dream job

The Criminal: Custom questions

[dalishblades]

"Don’t panic, but I think we’ve been through here before."

          Dark, emerald colored eyes immediately focused on the           woman’s face. The annoyance in which she felt showed           clearly on her freckled covered face. With a slow drop of           her gaze, Nia shook her head and as she rolled her eyes,           an exasperated sigh escaped from between her lips.

          “Panic isn’t a feeling that takes over me very often. Never           would be a better way to put it — “ Her voice trailed off as           she stepped lightly through the forest. "We’re surrounded           by trees, I’m certain that most of them look the same.           Maybe you’d be able to tell the difference between them           all if you hadn’t been staring up into the sky this whole time.”

[spiritflux]

Sentence meme: Dragon Age edition

"That’s a lot of dead people."

"If it didn’t hurt to breathe right now, I’d hug you."

"Just keep thinking good thoughts."

"If there’s something good or beautiful in any of this, please, enlighten me."

"Sorry, I have a reputation to maintain."

"Don’t panic, but I think we’ve been through here before."

"What am I hearing? I don’t want to hear this! I’m not hearing this!"

"If we keep going, eventually we’ll get somewhere! Probably an airing cupboard. I seem to wind up in those a lot."

"I can’t believe I wore this! Maker, what was I thinking?"

"You’re telling me you never gave your blade the ol’ spit shine?"

"Wait… What are you talking about?"

"Let’s see. Do I respond well to threats? I don’t think I do."

"Shall we end this quickly?"

"You have not paid for your crime yet."

"Who’s laughing now, huh?"

"You are the last of nothing. This is pointless… you’ve lost."

"I know your game. No shadows. No lies. Just you and me."

"Do you have any idea what’s at stake here?"

"The hate you inspire is unfortunate."

"You better have a good reason for bothering me."

"Does the word ‘insane’ mean anything to you?"

"Not listening! La la-la la la!"

"Somebody’s been drinking."

"That’s a most offensive odor!"

"I am a woman and I reserve the right to be inconsistent!"

"Let’s show them our hearts, and then show them theirs."

"Congratulations, you have found a waste bin."

"I saw you playing with that kitten!"

“Let’s see… When was the last time I slipped my hand into some dark hole? Hmm… Long story, that.”

“You can probe me anytime.”

“Now that we’ve talked about tying me up in that context, do we have any extra rope about?”

“I have just browned my trousers, yes?”

"Andraste’s flaming sword - I know where babies come from!"

"Are your fruits forbidden?"

“Where can I get some sauce for that rump roast?”

"Bad things happen when I lead. We get lost, people die, and the next thing you know I’m stranded somewhere without any pants." 

"We were already doomed. A quick death now or a slow one later - I’d rather die fighting."

"Well, it can be a lot to take in I know."

"I swear it was this big!”

"Don’t look, but I think that whore’s making eyes at you."

"I am not cleaning this up."

"Well… at least I’m not dead."

[dalishblades]

Ar tu na'lin emma mi. I will see your blood on my blade.

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⋆ Detailed Headcanon Prompter! ⋆

⋆ : Minor personality flaw or quirk

✢ : Physical advantage

✣ : Physical disability/disadvantage

✦ : Fatal flaw

✧ : Mental or emotional strength

❋ : Belief they have

✩ : Belief they've questioned/struggled with

✪ : Critique they have about others

✫ : Pet peeve

✬ : Something minor they enjoy

✭ : An obscure interest

✮ : A moral standard

✯ : Way they could see themselves dying

✰ : Weird thing they want to try or have tried

★ : A socially unacceptable thought they've had

✱ : Someone or something who or that has played a part in a fantasy or daydream

✲ : Something or someone they down right hate

[dalishblades]

out of breath;

Would anyone like to plot with me? I would really like to get Nia more developed and get some friendships/rivalries/whatever developed as well.

[dalishblades]

⌆ ⏀ ✑ ❖ ✭

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

The skin on her lower lip is torn and covered in droplets of dried blood and yet her teeth skim over familiarly and begin to pull and tug at the jagged pieces.

⏀ describe their usual smile

Dimples begin to appear like the craters on the moon; prominent and unable to go unnoticed by anyone who is around her. There is a breathy laugh that escapes as her teeth slowly begin to show. A soft blush spreads across her face and up to the tips of her ears as she shakes her head, tucking the falling strands of hair back behind her ears.

✑ describe something they like without naming it

It’s dark fragments cling to the bottom of her bare, calloused feet as she walks throughout the forest. There is something calming about it slipping between her toes as she picks up her pace; something that reminds her of all the places she has been. Whether it’s warm from the sun’s rays or chilled by the clinging snow, it is the one constant of all the places she has been.

❖ describe their hands

The examination of her hands was one that made her uncomfortable. In her eyes, they were a detailed map of the life she has lived. Long, slender fingers uncomfortably curl as an attempt to hide the dirt that piled up underneath the beds of her fingernails. Scars, both small and large, cover the top side of her hands and the occasional finger and callouses decorate the palms of her hands.

✭ what is one of their favorite items?

The leather bound journal is weathered and torn from the journey and path that her life has taken her. The words inside are precious to her, the last bit of her father kept alive in his written stories that he used to tell her as a child. It goes everywhere with her and when she has the time, she will stop and fill up more pages with her own adventures.

[dalishblades]

⌆, ❤

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

The palms of her hands grew sweaty as she swallowed hard, attempting to hide the nervousness off of her face. Her eyes shifted quickly at a quick pace as she began to tug at the ends of the sleeves of her tunic. The fabric was torn and began to fray as she tugged and pulled at the random strings.

❤ describe how they show affection

The dimples on her face only grow as the smile on her face pulls tighter at her lips. A rosy hue of pinks quickly spread across her cheeks and up to the tips of her ears. Nia dropped her gaze, twisting her foot slightly on the tip of her toe as a light-hearted, feminine laugh escaped from between her lips. The young Dalish elf curled her callouced hands into tightly bound fists and planted it hard against their bare arm as she walked away.

[spiritscalling]

Headcanon Meme Time!

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

⏀ describe their usual smile

⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?

❧ describe their usual sleeping position

✑ describe something they like without naming it

✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?

❖ describe their hands

❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying

§ how would their hair gray? or would they lose their hair first?

❤ describe how they show affection.

✭ what is one of their favorite items?

[theonewhoisruledbyfear-blog]

Specific headcanons--Go!

Put one (or more) of these in my ask box, and I’ll answer them!

☾ : Sleep headcanon

☠ : Drinking/drunk headcanon

☼ : Childhood headcanon

☯ : Genderbent headcanon

⋆ : Sex headcanon

☮ : Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

☄ : Any AU headcanon (modern, school, medieval, and so on)

♤ :  Cooking headcanon

☻ : Mood headcanon

♒ : Any other question of your choosing

[dalishblades]

Ar tu na'lin emma mi. I will see your blood on my blade.

indie original character in the dragon age                               melava inan enansal fandom.   dalish  elf  origin.   duel  dagger                               ir su araval  tu elvaral wielding rougue/warrior.  freya mavor face                              u  na   emma  abelas claim.  experience;  almost  two  years  on                              in  elgar  sa  vir mana tumblr.   style;   icon,  gif  icons,  para,  one                              in  tu  setheneran din liner,     novella,     etc.     multi-verse    and                                         emma na multi-ship.  tracking  the  tag dalishblades.   mun   and   muse   are   18+  nsfw  will  be                                      lath sulevin tagged.  open to rping with any fandom so                              lath        araval        ena  long   as   we're   both   familiar  with  each                             arla   ven  tu  vir  mahvir other's fandom.  oc's are welcome. always                                    melana 'nehn open   to   plotting   although   life  is  pretty                             enasal   ir   sa   lethalin hectic   at   the   moment.   skype  available   upon            request            to            mutuals.                                    dareth shiral

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