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Rest at the Maker’s right hand, And be Forgiven.
So, I remade Balfour because this blog is a mess. It was really pissing me off, so lmao. This blog will remain as an archive, but all future threads and what have you will be over on oathbroken.
Rest at the Maker’s right hand, And be Forgiven.
So, I remade Balfour because this blog is a mess. It was really pissing me off, so lmao. This blog will remain as an archive, but all future threads and what have you will be over on oathbroken.
Rest at the Maker’s right hand, And be Forgiven.
So, I remade Balfour because this blog is a mess. It was really pissing me off, so lmao. This blog will remain as an archive, but all future threads and what have you will be over on oathbroken.
Rest at the Maker’s right hand, And be Forgiven.
So, I remade Balfour because this blog is a mess. It was really pissing me off, so lmao. This blog will remain as an archive, but all future threads and what have you will be over on oathbroken.
If you follow me in the next 24 hours, I’ll most likely have followed back, you just won’t see any notifications from me at all!
Rest at the Maker’s right hand, And be Forgiven.
So, I remade Balfour because this blog is a mess. It was really pissing me off, so lmao. This blog will remain as an archive, but all future threads and what have you will be over on oathbroken.
If you follow me in the next 24 hours, I’ll most likely have followed back, you just won’t see any notifications from me at all!
Rest at the Maker’s right hand, And be Forgiven.
So, I remade Balfour because this blog is a mess. It was really pissing me off, so lmao. This blog will remain as an archive, but all future threads and what have you will be over on oathbroken.
If you follow me in the next 24 hours, I’ll most likely have followed back, you just won’t see any notifications from me at all!
Rest at the Maker's right hand, And be Forgiven.
So, I remade Balfour because this blog is a mess. It was really pissing me off, so lmao. This blog will remain as an archive, but all future threads and what have you will be over on oathbroken.
If you follow me in the next 24 hours, I'll most likely have followed back, you just won't see any notifications from me at all!
Actually no, scratch that. I think I'm gonna remake Balfour tbh?? I'll shoot y'all the link to his new blog when I've made it.
OKAY ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT. I can never decide what I'm doing with Balfour apparently, but I'm going back on a few changes I made (ie the fc because I was imagining him as Richard all the way thru Inq...). I'm also gonna tweak his Inq. verse because now I know what he's doing!! And it's so ic!! And papa Balfour!!! Help me!!!!! His personality also needs some work, because Morrigan ended up so chill and it made me realize that Balfour's probably pulled his head out of his butt by that time too so B) Give me a little while to get all this sorted out and I'll be back to do some Stuff N Things.
( morrigan. )
Was that a smile? Well, she couldn’t be sure. & it wasn’t as if she were prepared to simply… ask. What a foolish notion. Instead, she let every muscle in her body come to relax, and gave him a knowing smirk.
❝ ‘Tis rare indeed, what you are hiding there. ❞
"I'm not hiding anything."
Practiced is he at scowling, and Balfour quickly manages to pull one onto his face. There, he looks normal again. It feels like a decent time to drop his hand.
"See? You're imagining things, witch."
( titus. )
❝I won’t lie; I half expected myself to die. I should consider myself lucky the Gods showed their favor today.❞
"I would have put it down to skill. The Gods, I have found, don't much care for gladiators."
( bianca. )
He lunges for her, a move she should have predicted but didn’t, too caught up in their fight to realize what a threat he could be should he snap. She evades, barely, her heart beating fast and the last bit of her restraint breaking. Breaking at his attack, breaking at his words. Breaking at the audacity of it all and the proof that she right, that he is nothing but the blighted bastard she had recognized him as at first glance.
“Submissive? What do you know of the Circle? What do you know of life outside of your precious palace?” She moves in close, his strike still close in her mind but she is too lost to her fury to care, to move to safety. It would be a sign of weakness. Of submission. The word alone leaves a foul taste in her mind. “Nothing. A few months on the road and you think yourself to be anything but the sniveling brat you are.”
His next words are low and calmer but she doesn’t care, looks up at him ( hating that he could physically overpower her, that her height doesn’t reflect her might as a mage ) and spews her venom. “Your bloodline is all you have ever had, all you will ever be. A name to be forgotten the second you finally find your end. The Wardens, we have honor, glory. We-I" The word sounds twisted in her anger. "Have risen to my position out of talent, out of the fact that I am worthy of it.”
A sharp intake of breath. “And no matter how much you try to convince yourself that you did too, every single person of this nation, from me to the Queen herself knows that you will never be able to say the same.”
"I know plenty. More than you!"
Is it pride that prompts him to speak now? That brings forth such foolish words? Ones that would be, no doubt, better off left unsaid? It's always been easy to sway him to such, whether intentionally or by accident. Bryce and Eleanor, may they rest by the Maker's side, tried to raise a good boy, but something twisted him along the way.
How disappointed in him they would be.
"You act is if you know the world yourself, like you haven't been stuck in a tower like a pathetic mouse in a trap. It's ridiculous. I have lived a life! You have studied books, been trapped away, known only other mages and the templars that so rightly keep you and yours locked up in some Tower."
Eye twitches, and Balfour actually has to drag himself back a few steps. He feels like his heart is about to explode right in his chest, so full to the brim with anger as it is. He is no sniveling brat. Cruel, unkind, selfish perhaps. But not a brat. He has seen too much for that.
"I am worthy," he near enough growls now. "I was born for greater things than a teyrnir." A wicked grin curls up onto his lips. "Talent, worthiness or no, I still hold power. I'm still called the Hero of Ferelden. You be good to me, Bianca, else I can make your life more miserable than it already is. By the time I'm through, you'll be begging for your Calling."
( morrigan. )
❝ & with that ever so impressive Grey Warden strength? I dare say that could be quite far. ’O, how my heart soars. ❞
"Are you quite finished?"
He's trying. He's trying really hard not to smile. And, Maker's bloody balls, it isn't working. Balfour covers his mouth instead.
playing the dwarven noble origin more like how the fuck can i romance anyone when im clearly in love w/ gorrim
playing the dalish elf origin more like how the fuck can i romance anyone when im clearly in love with tamlen
#playing the human noble origin more like how the fuck can i romance anyone im clearly in love with myself
"Do you trust me?"
send me a sentence
"Only as far as I can throw you. Which I feel may be the wisest course."
"There’s some things you just can’t change.
send me a sentence
“Try as you might, you shall not sway me,” he swears. Jaw sets firm, and Balfour pays no mind to the look of betrayal upon Alistair’s face. This is his decision and he knows it. Warden or no, who will listen to a Circle mage before nob- ility? He has all the power, and he will use it. To get what it is he desires so greatly: more.
”Loghain is to become a Warden. Anora will rule as Queen. And you are welcome to leave if you wish to question my choice.”
He has no heart. Not after Howe cut it out.
"Keep your chin up."
send me a sentence
"Your overly positive attitude is making me feel sick."
