Redemption

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suledxn:

   It isn’t often that people start conversations like this, sometimes of course. Happens when you deal with natural magic, and well.. Talk to trees. But, this time it brings more of a smile. A laugh rolling out under her breath as she nods. “One could say I speak to trees, yes. And, you are correct. Often they bring more amusement than people,” arms crossing over her chest, she smiles at him, “But, it is more so I speak with spirits that live within them now and then. One cannot speak with nature, not truly, all the time. Takes a very creative spell to do so.” 

“Is that right?” No, he doesn’t understand... any of this. In fact, he can’t recall speaking to mages at all before the Inquisition. But he’s interested, it’s something new that he’s never considered until now. How does it all work? He knows that most Mages here seem cautious, afraid, ashamed of their powers as they use them. Dorian is a notable exception, but so is this young Lady. 

And she can talk to trees so... that’s very interesting. “You would think controlling lightning would be harder than just having a chat with a bush. But I suppose it’s more complicated than that... Can you talk to animals too?”

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     the Warden pauses, arms crossing because no, he does not like this Blackwall. in fact, Carver trusts the man about as far as he could throw him. which is not very far. “ aye? “ he’s heard of the tourneys, never had much a mind for them. “ and here i though they were rigged. “

“What?!”

Thom had never heard that. Moreover he wouldn’t believe it. Especially considering how many times he had fought in those fights, it was hard to know how they would be rigged and-... Oh wait. The Man was trying to annoy him. 

He gave a sigh, “I-... hah, well, anyone rigging in Markham might find the law at their backs fast. But, even so, it’s still a good bit of fun in the end.”

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“So... you and Solas...”

He knows it’s touchy and damn if he’s ever been good at reading a lot about people, certainly not why they might be snapping at each other all the live long day. But Solas is his friend now, or at least he thinks so. And that’s important somehow.

“You don’t get along very well, do you?

     @theeternalsun ||| STARTER CALL

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There are two ways Thom romantically loves somebody.

The White Knight Aesthetic

Thom is gallant, cautious, pure. He loves them like one loves flowers or something precious and delicate, with the knowledge that they aren’t his and never should be. In fact, to have them would be torment, for how could you properly love a flower and yet allow your dirty possessiveness and jealousy to taint it? A flower is beautiful, strong and precious all on it’s own and your affection is here just to bathe it in light. 

The Lumberjack Husband Aesthetic

Thom is ready and willing to dedicate all his strength and future to them. He’s tired and sad when alone. He wants someone to hold him, he wants to build a house around them, be that protective presence whilst they live their incredible life. He and they are equal and he knows they are, but he wants them to see just how extraordinary they are in his eyes. He’ll follow them all his life. He’s the master of his destiny, he can choose his own path, and he chooses theirs. 

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“Mistress Angela, could I be a bother?” 

He really shouldn’t be asking her, she has definitely got more important things to worry about, the lives of other Soldiers notwithstanding. But, you never know, maybe she’s free, maybe she’d like to use the little time off she gets to walk around in horse shit.

“Does your healing expertise extend to animals?”

        @wingedclemency ||| STARTER CALL

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Blackwall’s fangirls about his idol, Lady Honorine Chastaine who unhorsed more riders than anyone else and is so glorious and tall and beautiful and strong and she has amazing technique and he went to see her live once and he loves her!!!

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Another common card game of chance in Thedas is Diamondback, a game most commonly played by Dwarven Noble hunters, though not exclusively. Chanson d'Argent and Dead Man's Tricks are also commonly played games.

- From the Dragon Age Wiki

Question: How does Blackwall know a Dwarven game played by Noble Hunters enough to teach someone else the rules? 

Am I going to use this as flimsy evidence for my selfish idea that Blackwall just really likes Dwarves and has spent a lot of time with Surfacer Dwarves? Yes. Yes, yes I am.

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“Oh no you don’t..”

It might have been surprising for any onlookers, the fear in Blackwall’s face as Solas approached him with an innocuous deck of cards. He still laughs, lines crinkling around his eyes and his lips curving in a rueful smirk.

“Not again. I may not be the smartest man alive, but I know enough to learn from experience. Poor Flissa nearly jumped out of her skin seeing my hairy arse sprinting across the Courtyard in the middle of the night.”

         @wolfdreaded ||| Starter Call

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“The Inquisitor tells me you talk to trees!” He honestly doesn’t mean to sound insulting, there’s not a drop of derision in his tone. In truth, considering all the log chopping and carving he’s been doing, he’s a little worried the wood might have been a friend. “Can’t really blame you, I imagine they make for better conversation than people.”

    @suledxn ||| STARTER CALL

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“I’ve never felt so welcomed as I did during my stay in Ferelden.” He felt more than that. He’d felt purposeful. He’d felt useful, gentle, kind, good. The positives that the Country had brought to him were endless, but this would suffice as an explanation. 

The old Warden before him was a man he now looked up too greatly, after all. A traitor to his Country, now dedicating his life to serve the Wardens? It sounded familiar, even if it was a far more legitimate tale than his own.

“It was a nice change, after the mess of Val Chevin.”

             @traitxrteryn ||| Starter Call