#a-summer-flower

[magicalled-archive]

what do the hero of fereldon, the champion, and inquisitor have in common?

they eat ass.

thanks for coming to my ted talk.

[dreadwxlf]

@a-summer-flower​ liked for a Dread Wolf Rises Starter

  ~   He had contemplated recruiting Cecelia to his cause after his first conversation with her. She was open-minded, well versed in magic, and carried a high opinion of both the Fade and spirits. There would be many places for her within his ranks - if she chose to join, that is. If she declined, he would not force her. All who had joined the Dread Wolf’s rebellion fought voluntarily. He had left Skyhold before revealing his plans to Cecelia; now, he and his few followers were fairly settled in a valley only accessible by Eluvian. One or two elves joined him everyday, and he expected more to come in the future. Word of his cause was slowly spreading both among the Dalish and the elves in the Alienage. Solas was now working on reaching out personally to those he felt would make useful allies: and Cecelia was next to visit. ~

  ~   The last he had seen her, she was still settled at Skyhold. He expected her to still be there, as the fortress offered her safety as an apostate, but contacting her in the waking world was much too dangerous. And so, he sought her out in the Fade. He didn’t like to invade the dreams of others without their permission, but this was important. ~

  ~   It did not take long to find her. The spirit bound to the mage gave made her magic easy to sense. He easily slipped into the realm of her dream, and was soon standing behind her. ~

  ~   “ Cecelia, ” he called out. “ I apologize for reaching out to you in this manner, but it is the safest way at the moment. ” He folding his hands behind his back and continued in an even voice. “ I also apologize for my sudden disappearance. I am partaking in a mission of the upmost importance - one that will change the fate of the Elvhen forever. And I believe you may interested in the cause. ” ~

[sworntoprotect]

@a-summer-flower || doggy day care

Few he met were willing to take the hulking pitbull-mastiff mix off of Cullen’s hands once they encountered her. Sophie, only a few years old, was a beast of a canine whose height -- sitting -- easily cleared the heads of small children. Cullen himself was unwilling to give her over to a consummate stranger, but as life dictated, he couldn’t leave his girl alone while he had business to attend to in the neighbouring city.

It was a miracle Cullen had found Cecelia’s contact when he did. What’s more, she wasn’t heading for the hills with a half-baked excuse. Maker be praised. Now as they chatted face-to-face, Sophie tugged impatiently on her lead as the pair exchanged more information, itching to inspect this brand new person who smelled like a potential meal ticket friend. 

“Er, don’t mind her too much. Most of her size comes from how much of a puppy she wishes she still were. Sophie, sit,” he commanded. The dog sniffed a second longer at Cecelia’s heels before obeying. Cullen returned his attention to the woman. “I know these are not your typical hours, but I will be back by evening, around 6 or 7. Thank you for agreeing to this. Finding someone who’d take her on such short notice has been difficult.” 

[chokethelight]

“I’ve had the unfortunate luck to be in the sight of several disasters. First the Circle of mage disaster during the blight, then the disaster in Kirkwall, and the Conclave. It’s,” he trails off for a few moments, “like I am flesh and bone, but I can’t do anything about it. Not even when I have fire in my soul.”

@a-summer-flower​

[magicalled-archive]

☎ — for the himbo

@a-summer-flower | phone contact

NAME: love of my life

RINGTONE: beautiful soul

PICTURE:

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: wanna come over?

LAST TEXT SENT: yeah give me 10 minutes

[magicalled-archive]

champion of kirkwall about to sell his soul for TIDDY

[dreadwxlf]

☎️

~Put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone~

NAME: Cecelia Cerelien

RINGTONE: Standard ringtone

PICTURE: 

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: “SOLAS!!!! I found that tome you were looking for! Come by later to pick it up?”

LAST TEXT SENT: “I am surprised you managed to find a copy! Yes, I will come by this evening. Thank you.”

[dreadwxlf]

“Just five more minutes–”

  ~   A smile pulls at his lips as Cecelia buries herself further into her bedroll. “ I believe the rest of the camp will have departed in five minutes, ” he says with a small laugh. Solas gently pokes her back with end of his staff. “ Come, Cecelia - you must awaken before our companions leave without us. ” ~