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Random Mun thoughts after looking back at old threads
I miss having friends to RP with
Oswald is generally kind and pretty laid back about most things, but she is definitely not above fucking someone up if you hurt someone she deeply cares about
I really just could never make up my mind about some stuff, could I?
I sorta wish that love triangle with Ossy, Anders, and the Templar oc could have played out more. That had potential to be really cute.
I miss Baby Os rps. They were always so cute imo.
Where’s @liris-the-grey ? And @albinowarden ? Do they still rp? It seems like I haven’t heard from them in ages. I should message them...
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oswald-the-mage :
“Well,” Oswald replied to the other mage, sitting across from her, “I suppose I have been curious, seeing as how little I remember, but I doubt I would have ever found that information in any part of the circle library I ever had access to. I probably would know it by now if they kept it in my reach, just based on how much I used to read. You do make a good point, though.” She grabbed a sip from the cup she had on the table beside her, “what are you proposing?”
“Trust me, I have also searched the Circle library but they have nothing about us in there, not even a tiny record” he shook his head with a sigh, but a grin grew on Lorcan’s face as he heard the other grow her curiosity.
“I’m not proposing anything!” he defended himself, a playful tone in his voice. “But if I were... It would be to get our hands on some of those mage records. They must have them somewhere, right? Maybe in the First Enchanter’s office…”
Oswald reciprocated the grin and raised an eyebrow, it had been some time since she’d been approached by someone with an idea like this... “well, of course, no proposition at all... but, something I do propose is this; how about we continue this chitchat somewhere a little more private?” She glanced to the left and right then lowered her voice “You never know when someone with a grudge against mages could be listening, especially in a tavern like this.”
Reblog if it's ok to jump into your asks or send a message to plot an rp
A new type of broom came out, it is sweeping the nation..
PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME .
send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses ! i’ll bold what i want for their relationship, italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t .
FRIENDS. childhood friends / work friends / family friends / recently friends / turning antagonistic / turning into something romantic / stable / falling apart / friendship of need / friendship of circumstance pen - pals or internet friends / coworkers / partners / other .
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / newly entered / soulmates / skinny love / unrequited from my muses side / unrequited from your muses side / friends with benefits / awkward / fading / turning toxic / toxic and destructive / other .
FAMILIAL BOND. sibling bond / older sibling figure to your muse / younger sibling figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / other .
ENEMIES. dangerous to themselves / dangerous to others / unpredictable / passionate / rivals / petty / developing into a sexual tension / developing into a romantic tension / based off family matters / based of circumstance / based of professional matters / based of misunderstandings or lies / other .
“Thank you.” Cassandra took the rag and got herself cleaned up, “They did? Which friend?”
“That short fellow. I think he, and the spymaster’s agents have been by asking about you most every day” Oswald picked up a book and handed it to the ill woman. “Or, I assume that’s why he was here. He definitely left this for you, but I’ve been concentrating on helping making sure all the healers and people with injuries and illnesses have what they need, rather than specifics on drama.” She shrugged
CARING SENTENCE STARTERS
for muses that need a little love.
❝ i’m here for you. ❞
❝ let me help with that. ❞
❝ i’m here. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna hurt you. ❞
❝ if they do it again, you tell me. ❞
❝ i’ll protect you. ❞
❝ i’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you. ❞
❝ let me take a look… ❞
❝ i’m a phone call away. ❞
❝ you should have called me. ❞
❝ here, sleep. ❞
❝ if you wanna talk, i’m here. ❞
❝ hey, shh, it’s okay. ❞
❝ i’ll never let you go. ❞
❝ you’re with me now. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna take you from my side. ❞
❝ i’ll do what i have to. ❞
❝ i need you to stay here, okay? i got this. ❞
❝ it’s safe here. ❞
❝ i’m fine, let me see your face. ❞
❝ we’re gonna have to keep ice on that. ❞
After the battle, (open)
The snow below them was stained in crimson; scouts and soldiers lay dead and dying. Varric, Vivienne and Dorian fought on the tree line, covering Bull, Blackwall and Cassandra, as well as the troops that stood. The trio of warriors were soaked in blood, sweat and dirt.
The inquisitor finally closed the rift, as a huge demon tore at the warriors, slashing armor and flesh.
It was Varric who killed the brute.
Cassandra’s vision blurred as she tried in vain to get up, the last thing she saw before she passed out was a shadow above her.
She had no idea how long she’d been out for, but she awoke back in Skyhold. A searing pain shot through her abdomen, and she felt horribly ill.
“Welcome back, Lady Seeker”, the mage said as she was bringing a few flasks of liquid to the side table. “Your friends out there have been worried about you…”
Cassandra could just about focus, “The others? Are they alright?”
“I’m afraid there were a few Inquisition soldiers we couldn’t save, even with healing magic and herbalism, if that’s what you’re asking,” she said sadly,” but, on the bright side, you and the rest of that eclectic group who runs around with the Inquisitor seemed to have survived,” she mentioned attempting to cheer the seeker up. “A little roughed up, definitely, but it seems like you got the worst of it.”
“I’ll live.” she winces, “Bastarding things.”
“I’m with you there,” the mage nodded, “demons have taken away many of the people I knew…” she paused for a moment and then grabbed a flask from the table, “do think you could drink this potion for me, or are you still too nauseous?” She asks, offering the glass container.
“I can try.” she took the potion, though a good amount came straight back, “Sorry..” she apologised, “If it wasn’t for them, so many more would have freedom.”
“Don’t apologize. Here, let me help you clean up a bit,” she said grabbing a rag to offer the seeker. “I agree with you there, though. No demons, no possession, no Right of Tranquility, no tranquil mages to make the chantry money, likely no circle of magi as it was before the revolt.” She shrugged. “Your friend left you a book as a get well present, by the way”
After the battle, (open)
The snow below them was stained in crimson; scouts and soldiers lay dead and dying. Varric, Vivienne and Dorian fought on the tree line, covering Bull, Blackwall and Cassandra, as well as the troops that stood. The trio of warriors were soaked in blood, sweat and dirt.
The inquisitor finally closed the rift, as a huge demon tore at the warriors, slashing armor and flesh.
It was Varric who killed the brute.
Cassandra’s vision blurred as she tried in vain to get up, the last thing she saw before she passed out was a shadow above her.
She had no idea how long she’d been out for, but she awoke back in Skyhold. A searing pain shot through her abdomen, and she felt horribly ill.
“Welcome back, Lady Seeker”, the mage said as she was bringing a few flasks of liquid to the side table. “Your friends out there have been worried about you…”
Cassandra could just about focus, “The others? Are they alright?”
“I’m afraid there were a few Inquisition soldiers we couldn’t save, even with healing magic and herbalism, if that’s what you’re asking,” she said sadly,” but, on the bright side, you and the rest of that eclectic group who runs around with the Inquisitor seemed to have survived,” she mentioned attempting to cheer the seeker up. “A little roughed up, definitely, but it seems like you got the worst of it.”
“I’ll live.” she winces, “Bastarding things.”
“I’m with you there,” the mage nodded, “demons have taken away many of the people I knew...” she paused for a moment and then grabbed a flask from the table, “do think you could drink this potion for me, or are you still too nauseous?” She asks, offering the glass container.
After the battle, (open)
The snow below them was stained in crimson; scouts and soldiers lay dead and dying. Varric, Vivienne and Dorian fought on the tree line, covering Bull, Blackwall and Cassandra, as well as the troops that stood. The trio of warriors were soaked in blood, sweat and dirt.
The inquisitor finally closed the rift, as a huge demon tore at the warriors, slashing armor and flesh.
It was Varric who killed the brute.
Cassandra’s vision blurred as she tried in vain to get up, the last thing she saw before she passed out was a shadow above her.
She had no idea how long she’d been out for, but she awoke back in Skyhold. A searing pain shot through her abdomen, and she felt horribly ill.
“Welcome back, Lady Seeker”, the mage said as she was bringing a few flasks of liquid to the side table. “Your friends out there have been worried about you…”
Cassandra could just about focus, “The others? Are they alright?”
“I’m afraid there were a few Inquisition soldiers we couldn’t save, even with healing magic and herbalism, if that’s what you’re asking,” she said sadly,” but, on the bright side, you and the rest of that eclectic group who runs around with the Inquisitor seemed to have survived,” she mentioned attempting to cheer the seeker up. “A little roughed up, definitely, but it seems like you got the worst of it.”
After the battle, (open)
The snow below them was stained in crimson; scouts and soldiers lay dead and dying. Varric, Vivienne and Dorian fought on the tree line, covering Bull, Blackwall and Cassandra, as well as the troops that stood. The trio of warriors were soaked in blood, sweat and dirt.
The inquisitor finally closed the rift, as a huge demon tore at the warriors, slashing armor and flesh.
It was Varric who killed the brute.
Cassandra’s vision blurred as she tried in vain to get up, the last thing she saw before she passed out was a shadow above her.
She had no idea how long she’d been out for, but she awoke back in Skyhold. A searing pain shot through her abdomen, and she felt horribly ill.
“Welcome back, Lady Seeker”, the mage said as she was bringing a few flasks of liquid to the side table. “Your friends out there have been worried about you...”
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