Horns up!

"Krem" works just fine. Lieutenant of Bull's Chargers Mercenary Co. He/Him pronouns.

[numbaoneflaya]

Wolfpupy + Iron Bull

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

I'm not making fun of Rocky, I'm just saying...Sassy Height.

You do realize he’s a dwarf, right?

[gethprime]

Cremisius Alcassi: 6/???

[oswald-the-mage]

@lt-kremaclassi

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A message was thrown down from the battlements in the form of crumpled parchment.  If one were to pinpoint the sender, it would have been best guessed that Krem had tossed it your way.  

Scrawled on the note were the words: What the hell is body butter?

[fatale-distraction]

(Okay I don’t rp on this blog usually but holy shit this is too hilarious to pass up so if you don’t mind I’m gonna hurl my Inquisitor at this)

Ellana bent to pick up the parchment that had bounced off her head, peering at the curious message and its vaguely familiar writing. 

“What in…” She glanced around and up, trying to determine the direction it had come from before heading up the nearest set of stairs leading to the fortified walkways atop the tall, sturdy walls.

“Cremisius, did you throw this at me?” she demanded, brandishing the parchment when she spotted a familiar auburn head not far along the battlements.

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A small bout of curses were uttered from his lips.  He hadn’t thought the Inquisitor, of all people, would see the note.  Now that she’s seen it, however, there was no going back.

“It - It’s…”  A deep exhale of the lieutenant’s breath and embarrassment came abruptly.  “Did you read it?”

Krem found it difficult to even make eye contact.  The jeering from Rocky and the Chief made it more challenging to retain professionalism, especially with the snide remarks of, “guess what it is” and “what do you think it’s for lieutenant”.

[fatale-distraction]

“‘What the hell is body butter?’”, she read off, arching an eyebrow at him with an amused little smirk. “It’s like a lotion, but thicker and more creamy. Like butter. For your body.”

Ellana may not always be the brightest of the bunch, but she managed to pick up on his embarrassment. “I have some you can borrow if you like? It smells quite lovely and makes your skin nice and soft.”

With an innocent grin she plopped the message back into his hand. “But next time just ask instead of hurling things at me?”

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

“I didn’t mean to throw it at you, Inquisitor.  It was meant for the Chief, but the blasted birds got in the way!”  Shaking his head, he then motioned to all of Leliana’s messengers flying about.

“Anyway, why would you use body butter?  It seems like a meaningless application.  It would be more suited to helping you move in your armor.”  There were probably a few Instances where he had thought it was an oil used on body armor.  More so, that heavy armor, much like the ones used by Templars, were lubricated in some areas to prevent creaking when they walked.  As for the butter part…

“Is it not something you eat?”     

[fatale-distraction]

Ellana couldn’t help a goodnatured laugh at that. 

“Creators no! Well, I suppose you COULD eat it, but I don’t imagine it tastes very good. It’s just meant to make your skin feel nice. You use it for dry skin, or callouses. If your armor chafes, you can rub it on those areas, too. My clan used it for that all that time.”

She dug around for a moment in her pack, tossing away a variety of pointless trinkets she tended to collect in the field; pretty rocks and shells and bits of fragrant grass woven together, before she found a little round glass pot of ivory colored cream. This she handed over to Krem with a smile. 

“Here, try a bit. It smells like cream and caramel.” She bit back a smirk. “Almost like a Krem Brulee.”

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A dark cloud hung over Krem at her last words.  She’d obviously been around the Chief for far too long.  Although exasperated, he still was curious as to what the body butter looked like.  He raised a brow as he removed the lid from the jar.  The delightful fragrance wafted to his nostrils, redolent of Crème Brûlée indeed.  He passed the jar onto Rocky who had then passed it on to the Iron Bull.

“Told you both it wasn’t made of grind up corpses!”

The grin on Krem’s face was a bit childish and innocent, but he was certainly happy they were wrong.  

“Body Butter…What a peculiar thing.  Wouldn’t poultices be of better use over this feminine smelling cream?”  

[fatale-distraction]

“I suppose, but a poultice is thick, and it could slide around if it isn’t properly secured, or if you’re moving around a lot.” Ellana tilted her head in consideration. “A bit distracting if you go to raise your sword and your poultice slips down around your stomach, just flopping around all…poulticey.” Her nose wrinkled at the thought.

“But this stuff…” she dipped a finger into the jar as it came back around to her. “Just rub a bit on and it’ll keep your skin nice and moisturized, so you won’t get all dry and chafey, or end up with bits of poultice sliding down your breeches.” She dabbed a bit on Krem’s nose with a playful laugh. “Boop!”

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

He used the exposed portion of his wrist to rub off the small bit of cream.  Rather than have the problem of it getting everywhere, he then removed his gloves and spread the moisturizer evenly on both his hands.  It was an odd sensation.  Being from the poverty-stricken part of Tevinter, he had never felt the luxury of having smooth skin, especially on his hands. After so much work he had done with them, he was quite surprised feeling the roughness of his fingers soften slightly.  The light musky smell could even be considered favorable in comparison.

“This bit would do nicely on the Chief.  Get rid of some of those wrinkles he’s got on him.  I’m not talking about just his face either.”

A small grin and chuckle made its way from Krem.  He had wondered how the inquisitor looked and smelled so nicely. 

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

Rocky wears a safety harness when he climbs the stairs.

I’m not sure what you’re referencing, he wears a safety harness at all times.

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

Krem, I hear Cullen makes excellent bait to attract new recruits. You need only put him in a cage to dangle above them. He will make a great capture point that can be dropped at spawn. Eolieolieolieoli Iron Bull was present and contributed to the creation of Gutenberg's printing press in 1440.

Something tells me he would not be fond of that idea.  Furthermore, what is this printing press?

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A message was thrown down from the battlements in the form of crumpled parchment.  If one were to pinpoint the sender, it would have been best guessed that Krem had tossed it your way.  

Scrawled on the note were the words: What the hell is body butter?

[fatale-distraction]

(Okay I don’t rp on this blog usually but holy shit this is too hilarious to pass up so if you don’t mind I’m gonna hurl my Inquisitor at this)

Ellana bent to pick up the parchment that had bounced off her head, peering at the curious message and its vaguely familiar writing. 

“What in…” She glanced around and up, trying to determine the direction it had come from before heading up the nearest set of stairs leading to the fortified walkways atop the tall, sturdy walls.

“Cremisius, did you throw this at me?” she demanded, brandishing the parchment when she spotted a familiar auburn head not far along the battlements.

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A small bout of curses were uttered from his lips.  He hadn’t thought the Inquisitor, of all people, would see the note.  Now that she’s seen it, however, there was no going back.

“It - It’s…”  A deep exhale of the lieutenant’s breath and embarrassment came abruptly.  “Did you read it?”

Krem found it difficult to even make eye contact.  The jeering from Rocky and the Chief made it more challenging to retain professionalism, especially with the snide remarks of, “guess what it is” and “what do you think it’s for lieutenant”.

[fatale-distraction]

“‘What the hell is body butter?’”, she read off, arching an eyebrow at him with an amused little smirk. “It’s like a lotion, but thicker and more creamy. Like butter. For your body.”

Ellana may not always be the brightest of the bunch, but she managed to pick up on his embarrassment. “I have some you can borrow if you like? It smells quite lovely and makes your skin nice and soft.”

With an innocent grin she plopped the message back into his hand. “But next time just ask instead of hurling things at me?”

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

“I didn’t mean to throw it at you, Inquisitor.  It was meant for the Chief, but the blasted birds got in the way!”  Shaking his head, he then motioned to all of Leliana’s messengers flying about.

“Anyway, why would you use body butter?  It seems like a meaningless application.  It would be more suited to helping you move in your armor.”  There were probably a few Instances where he had thought it was an oil used on body armor.  More so, that heavy armor, much like the ones used by Templars, were lubricated in some areas to prevent creaking when they walked.  As for the butter part…

“Is it not something you eat?”     

[fatale-distraction]

Ellana couldn’t help a goodnatured laugh at that. 

“Creators no! Well, I suppose you COULD eat it, but I don’t imagine it tastes very good. It’s just meant to make your skin feel nice. You use it for dry skin, or callouses. If your armor chafes, you can rub it on those areas, too. My clan used it for that all that time.”

She dug around for a moment in her pack, tossing away a variety of pointless trinkets she tended to collect in the field; pretty rocks and shells and bits of fragrant grass woven together, before she found a little round glass pot of ivory colored cream. This she handed over to Krem with a smile. 

“Here, try a bit. It smells like cream and caramel.” She bit back a smirk. “Almost like a Krem Brulee.”

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A dark cloud hung over Krem at her last words.  She’d obviously been around the Chief for far too long.  Although exasperated, he still was curious as to what the body butter looked like.  He raised a brow as he removed the lid from the jar.  The delightful fragrance wafted to his nostrils, redolent of Crème Brûlée indeed.  He passed the jar onto Rocky who had then passed it on to the Iron Bull.

“Told you both it wasn’t made of grind up corpses!”

The grin on Krem’s face was a bit childish and innocent, but he was certainly happy they were wrong.  

“Body Butter...What a peculiar thing.  Wouldn’t poultices be of better use over this feminine smelling cream?”  

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A message was thrown down from the battlements in the form of crumpled parchment.  If one were to pinpoint the sender, it would have been best guessed that Krem had tossed it your way.  

Scrawled on the note were the words: What the hell is body butter?

[fatale-distraction]

(Okay I don’t rp on this blog usually but holy shit this is too hilarious to pass up so if you don’t mind I’m gonna hurl my Inquisitor at this)

Ellana bent to pick up the parchment that had bounced off her head, peering at the curious message and its vaguely familiar writing. 

“What in…” She glanced around and up, trying to determine the direction it had come from before heading up the nearest set of stairs leading to the fortified walkways atop the tall, sturdy walls.

“Cremisius, did you throw this at me?” she demanded, brandishing the parchment when she spotted a familiar auburn head not far along the battlements.

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A small bout of curses were uttered from his lips.  He hadn’t thought the Inquisitor, of all people, would see the note.  Now that she’s seen it, however, there was no going back.

“It - It’s…”  A deep exhale of the lieutenant’s breath and embarrassment came abruptly.  “Did you read it?”

Krem found it difficult to even make eye contact.  The jeering from Rocky and the Chief made it more challenging to retain professionalism, especially with the snide remarks of, “guess what it is” and “what do you think it’s for lieutenant”.

[fatale-distraction]

“‘What the hell is body butter?’”, she read off, arching an eyebrow at him with an amused little smirk. “It’s like a lotion, but thicker and more creamy. Like butter. For your body.”

Ellana may not always be the brightest of the bunch, but she managed to pick up on his embarrassment. “I have some you can borrow if you like? It smells quite lovely and makes your skin nice and soft.”

With an innocent grin she plopped the message back into his hand. “But next time just ask instead of hurling things at me?”

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

“I didn’t mean to throw it at you, Inquisitor.  It was meant for the Chief, but the blasted birds got in the way!”  Shaking his head, he then motioned to all of Leliana’s messengers flying about.

“Anyway, why would you use body butter?  It seems like a meaningless application.  It would be more suited to helping you move in your armor.”  There were probably a few Instances where he had thought it was an oil used on body armor.  More so, that heavy armor, much like the ones used by Templars, were lubricated in some areas to prevent creaking when they walked.  As for the butter part...

“Is it not something you eat?”     

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A message was thrown down from the battlements in the form of crumpled parchment.  If one were to pinpoint the sender, it would have been best guessed that Krem had tossed it your way.  

Scrawled on the note were the words: What the hell is body butter?

[fatale-distraction]

(Okay I don’t rp on this blog usually but holy shit this is too hilarious to pass up so if you don’t mind I’m gonna hurl my Inquisitor at this)

Ellana bent to pick up the parchment that had bounced off her head, peering at the curious message and its vaguely familiar writing. 

“What in…” She glanced around and up, trying to determine the direction it had come from before heading up the nearest set of stairs leading to the fortified walkways atop the tall, sturdy walls.

“Cremisius, did you throw this at me?” she demanded, brandishing the parchment when she spotted a familiar auburn head not far along the battlements.

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A small bout of curses were uttered from his lips.  He hadn’t thought the Inquisitor, of all people, would see the note.  Now that she’s seen it, however, there was no going back.

“It - It’s...”  A deep exhale of the lieutenant’s breath and embarrassment came abruptly.  “Did you read it?”

Krem found it difficult to even make eye contact.  The jeering from Rocky and the Chief made it more challenging to retain professionalism, especially with the snide remarks of, “guess what it is” and “what do you think it’s for lieutenant”.

[lt-kremaclassi-blog]

A message was thrown down from the battlements in the form of crumpled parchment.  If one were to pinpoint the sender, it would have been best guessed that Krem had tossed it your way.  

Scrawled on the note were the words: What the hell is body butter?

[faxmachineart]

Not a topic for debate.

[sirensongelixirs]

Shop Update - Krem Brulee body butter is now available!

“Krem Brulee” by Siren Song Elixirs  is inspired by Dragon Age’s Cremisius Aclassi, or simply Krem to Iron Bull and his friends. Triple whipped, this yummy confection smells good enough to eat!

Fragrance - Delicious & comforting smells of warm Creme Brulee, caramelized sugar, vanilla custard, smoked oak. Key notes - Warm, sweet vanilla cream with mellow vanilla oak base. This fragrance is Unisex. Ingredients: Shea Butter Cocoa butter Coconut Oil Jojoba oil Sunflower Oil Vitamin E Apricot Oil Avocado Oil Rice Bran Oil Arrowroot powder Fragrance oil

[smalllady]

Places in Dragon Age: Inquisition - Frostback Basin

Throughout history, few have dared explore the Frostback Basin. Ancient Tevinter ruins lie overgrown by thick forest, their purpose here forgotten. Rare expeditions in ages past returned with little information–or did not return at all. The exception is the Avvar, who have long travelled the basin and, in more recent generations, established a hold along its steep mountain cliffs.

[destinyapostasy]

my portraits were fighting me, so i took a break to mess around with some brushes and ended up with this

[destinyapostasy]

my portraits were fighting me, so i took a break to mess around with some brushes and ended up with this

[inklie]

“it happened ONCE stfu”

[kf1n3]

halla keeper