protector of dock town

[inevestigator]

cj. 30+. gmt. they/them. private, selective, low activity neve gallus of dragon age: veilguard!

carrd.

A STUDY IN: being the light in the darkness, helping the helpless, justice, authority, corruption, taking matters into your own hands, noir, stepping up, battling the odds, going step by step, giving too much, being a detective, curiosity, magic, fighting the system, being an inspiration, being a protector, being a hero?

blogroll: alessio 'rook' de riva, da multimuse, other multimuse.

[inevestigator]

WHAT FLOWER USED IN VICTORIAN FLOWER LANGUAGE ARE YOU?

red camellia - "you are a flame in my heart"

Wow, you are a force to be reckoned with! When you’re motivated, there’s absolutely nothing that can stop you. Sometimes, you can get a little wrapped up in yourself, but overall you are so passionate about other people. If you’re interested in something, you’ll take it to extremes and learn everything you possibly can about it. You can talk for ages and there’s constantly a million thoughts, ideas, and opinions running through your head. You tend to see the world in black and white; it wouldn’t hurt to balance your viewpoints out a bit, but also, never lose your strong sense of morality. You’ve definitely been constantly told that you’re “too much”– don’t listen to them. You’ll find your people who love all the parts of you, and especially your zest for life. You might have trouble balancing out your emotions, and you definitely feel everything at an intensity that would stagger others. You also probably have a great distrust of authority.

[gay-goth-gremlin]

Hit me with your kill shot baby ✨

[dellamortte]

NEVE GALLUS — I take the small wins, Rook. Hal serving fish another day. Getting past the next scrape alive. Sometimes you're lucky. Sometimes you get more. But the tables always turn... it's better if you know it's coming.

[nurabelmax]

1/8 Neve Gallus

The start of a portrait series

[juniper-and-dragonthorn]

"Things are bad, but Docktown needs to see—" "What? Venatori overrunning their home? Taking away who and what we love? " "They see you, Neve." "Is that all? We're running out of choices, Rana. We need to take the ones left."

[primulaceas]

Han Kang, Human Acts (translated by Deborah Smith)

[dalishious]

[elzuniawhy]

It's worked?

i love Dock Town pessimist duet, their teamwork would be great

[inevestigator]

what do you most need?

To be free; unrestrained, without judgement.

There have been shackles placed upon you; society, religion, family, duty, perhaps literal in some way. You have endured this, thrived despite it, you have not complained where circumstances were unchangeable, and have never faltered in your resolve. You have championed others choices, you have guided others through their own trials. You probably believe you are content, but you need to be released: like a butterfly trapped behind glass... you need true freedom.

tagged by @cantorisdiamond tagging anyone who wants to!

[inevestigator]

HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE TOUCHED?

gently.

you need to be held as though you're going to break. you need someone to trace your scars like cracks in a wall, crumbling. their touch is almost painful; you've been without it for too long, without someone to hold you. but, you cannot bring yourself to pull away.

tagged by: @crowderiva tagging: anyone who wants to!

[crunchyncrumbly]

Got me sketching them again

[inevestigator]

which tragic mythic greek character are you? 

antigone

you are antigone, from the theban plays by sophocles. you are bold, unwavering in your morals and your passion, an unstoppable force of nature. but when you go head-to-head with an immovable object, your ideals can lead you to self-destruction. you are stubbornly resilient and fearless to a fault, and aren't afraid to stand alone in the face of death. antigone, in your quest for justice, don't forget: you are allowed to step back, to love life a little, to be young once more before soldiering on to the very very end. be selfish in your fierceness, just once.

stolen from @todrawblood tagging: you!

[vampiric-arts]

L'insoumise

[todrawblood]

i knew this was gonna be a lousy day.

nothing  that  would  spook  the  crow,  but  he  admittedly  thought  that  was  a  lousy  view.

the  pointy  metal  tips  of  his  shoes  were  a  stark  contrast  to  the  pool  of  crimson  gore  on  the  floor.  he  stares  at  the  venatori  victim  and  with  worried  eyes  looks  to  neve.  back  to  the  body  then  neve.

she  must  see  this  way  too  often.  he  understood  now  how  devastating  it  was  to  lose  another  one  when  you  were  meant  to  be  a  protector.  only  the  role  of  rook  could've  taught  him  this,  for  his  previous  work  had  only  taught  him  to  keep  his  own  life  at  any  cost.

he  keeps  his  hand  upon  the  pommel  of  his  sword  as  neve  analyzes  the  body.  "i'm  sorry."  what  else  is  there  to  offer  in  a  situation  such  as  this?  "they'll  pay,  neve.  i  promise."  way  too  many  venatori  swarmed  this  city  that  was  not  his  own,  but  he  was  willing  to  die  protecting  it.

"any  leads  on  the  body?  you  can  look  over  them  while  i...  remove  the  body."  it  was  hardly  a  comfortable  resting  place  in  the  middle  of  the  street  by  the  docks.  he  thinks  she'll  take  up  the  offer  —  hauling  dead  weight  is  a  cinch  to  him. 

[inevestigator]

maybe one day it would stop hurting. she'd seen more than her fair share of dead bodies over the course of her career as a detective (and more before that), blood sacrifices, ritual killings, opportunistic murders- she'd seen them all. she'd held people while the life drained from them onto the streets. yet she was never prepared.

rook is looking at her, wide eyed and worried- as though this body might be the body to tip her over the edge. it isn't. it won't be. but it doesn't make it any easier. the venatori have her city in a stranglehold and she feels the usual tidal wave of helplessness against it smashing at the sea-wall of her resolve.

they'll pay, rook says. " oh, i know, " she responds, flat, confident. no room for argument. she'll make them pay.

she crouches down to examine the body, leaning over the corpse and methodically checking pockets and pouches for any clues as to the identity of the victim. she produces some papers. " employment papers, looks like they were meant to be on a ship to kirkwall first thing this morning. so we can assume the murder happened while they were on their way to their ship. " she looked out at the sea. " high tide was about two hours ago. that puts this murder at about three hours ago. if i'm judging correctly. " she usually was.

once she'd recovered all she could, she gave rook a solemn nod. " it might be better to tell the templars. they won't do anything, but at least they can't blame us. "

[inevestigator]

two whole replies!! and now i go to bed because the dog is complaining at me for still being up at midnight. mwah!

[plusdedragonne]

anyone can handle being in range of elissa's ire. she's like a flame that burns too hot, too quick. it comes and it goes just as fast, leaving nothing but pain in its wake. her fingers ache as if to remind her of what happened last time she tried to spare anyone her anger. spare anyone her ugly parts.

unfortunately for the warden, neve has already seen her ugly parts. and she's, for whatever reason, decided they're not that bad. even as she feels her lips curl downwards, feels tears springing to her eyes that she swipes away.

"guess that means i'm neither." neve is poking, she's prodding, she's trying to get el to talk about her feelings rather than bottling them up.

she'd much rather bottle them up.

the mage's stance is firm, confident. it's a sharp contrast to the way elissa is holding herself, away from neve, arms wrapping about her middle like she can physically hold herself together. "you shouldn't worry about me." i'm not worth the trouble, goes unsaid.

and yet, she finds herself wanting to give in. to spill her guts. "there's not much to help with. nightmares, blight, ahhh, the horror." maybe if she tries a (probably poorly received) joke...

@inevestigator

[inevestigator]

truth be told, neve could probably handle the anger and the self-deprecating humour of it all far better than she could handle to actual emotional breakdown that was sure to follow. she wasn't good at feelings- but they were trying something and it started with honesty.

white hot, downright painful honesty.

watching elissa tear herself apart wasn't on the docket, neither was allowing the warden to scare her off. when it came to neve, el was all bark and no bite- at least when it came to being angry or upset. she'd never put neve in danger- and they both knew it.

but that doesn't mean she isn't going to try and chase neve off. again and again. maybe she was the sucker for always being willing to come back- but she was also the inventor of the cold shoulder, so el had her work cut out for her.

you shouldn't worry about me, the warden says, as if it's ever been that easy. as if neve has ever met a person who didn't worry her. as if loving elissa wasn't worth the effort. " you don't get to tell me what i feel, " she said, straightforward as ever. " i worry about you, nothing you could do or say would ever change that. so you might as well get used to it. "

as for the actual horrors dogging the fereldan's footsteps? she holds her hand out, the sharp lines of her body easily giving way to curves as she offers a hand to take. " i can't chase away your nightmares, trouble. but that doesn't mean i'm not here for you. "