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Affiliated RP blog for Hawke (Dragon Age II) Indie Friendly

[kisu-no-hi]

A man and his dog, a big love story

[cassandrapentayaaaaas]

Hawke, at the Winter Palace: who the fUCK—

Josephine: Champion, please!

Hawke: oh shit, sorry. Um… *looks at varric* …whomst?

Varric: 👌

Hawke: whomst the fUCK—

[new-blog-emerius]

Dragon age II replay (5/?): Hightown 

[wifeofseraold-deactivated201703]

Cullen: Finally, after ten years, ten long, tedious years… I’m free from dealing with Hawke. Nobody knows where they are, I’m free to deal with other matters at last

Hawke: 

[kisu-no-hi]

[kisu-no-hi]

[fadewalking]

Nugs? Nugs.

[cantdenytheviewthough]

[empty-ocean]

Because my thought process involved Hawke flipping off the world, here’s a set of hands.

[magesheart]

Varric: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Solas?

Solas: No.

Cole: I do.

Varric: I know, Cole.

Cole: I'm sad.

Varric: I know, Cole.

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aeternuming:

@destinedchamp​

liked for a starter

Returning to Auburn was something Lloyd had really wanted to do, so he did it. It came with the unfortunate requirement that he leave his steel swords back at his apartment, but the old wooden ones from when he’d arrived seemed to leave the plants at the gate feeling a little more confident that Lloyd would do no harm within the District. It probably didn’t mean much, since they were plants, but Lloyd had thanked the gate and assured it that he wouldn’t do anything impolite during his visit.

Although Lloyd knew that the village and their inhabitants weren’t too far off the beaten path, Lloyd was an adventurous lad, straying far into the forest and admiring the tinted light that beamed through the impossibly high canopy.

It was a lovely District. Perhaps his favorite thus far.

But Lloyd was good at biting off more than he could chew. He was lost.

“HEEEEEY ! ”

A breath.

“CAN ANYONE HEAR ME ? ”

"Maybe the birds who you’d just scared off”

From the bushes entered Hawke, another fellow who’s known for his wanderlust and his tendency to get into places he shouldn’t. He also had the tendency to find fellow lost souls in the most unlikely places, and that builds up a pretty interesting man who’s life was just full of coincidences. He likes to think that they’re coincidences and not that fake deep destiny shit.

“Perhaps the bandits in the camp nearby, but who’s to say.” He said, shaking off some leaves and twigs that have gotten in the kinks of his armor. There was an unnatural glow on his hand, just bright enough to give the both of them low light but not enough to let them see further from where they are. 

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⮛Random Encounter

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desipiam:

 "That would be quicker.“ He tapped the corpse at his feet with the toe of his boot, making a face. "Oooor we could just leave them here. I’m sure someone else will come along to clean ‘em up.” Maybe he should have been more concerned with the fact that there were several dead bodies on the ground, but he couldn’t say he was. 

“I’ve been doing that quite a lot back in Kirkwall so I thought why not change and contribute to society?” A measly excuse to fuel his inner pyromania. Using a minimal amount of mana, his hand started to glow, just enough of a light to identify the poor saps who met the blade too early. The familiar pattern on their masks made his stomach turn a little, just a smidge, like when you’ve realized a deadline that you clearly missed.

“Speaking of Kirkwall, it seems that some of it managed to follow me here. I thought I could run away from it all but its got a tight grasp on me.”

[destinedchamp-blog]

themagehero replied to your post “You melt my ice staff.”

[booooooooooooo.]

fight me??

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call out post @themagehero

- unsupportive cousin

- a hypocrite

- laughs at his own puns but never at others

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I am going to push you down to the ground, loot your staff and put it in my inventory.

"IF you could push me down."

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You melt my ice staff.

“Would you say thay you’d need a Winter’s Grasp?”

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I may not be a rouge but honey my strikes are very, very Explosive

“Sounds like you’d want to see some sparks fly.”