#da!au

[mickeymooose]

Redid my da!au Mads designs from a few years ago! I’m playing her in a DAI setting rpg game and she desperately needed a redo.

Her removable mask/helmet is a dragonling skull, and her cape is made from great bear hide in homage to how I hunted them to extinction in her run as inq.

She was a 2h reaver so I’m making her a barbarian in this rpg.

The far right design is her origin look as a gladiator/pit slave in tevinter, the other two is her design for her free life as a merc in the south.

[notamongrel]

“Do you always begin conversations this way?”

Moira eyed the young man with amusement.  Alright, so she had blatantly whistled at him as he trained, but could anyone blame her?  Arms crossed from where she leaned against the ring for the training grounds.  “Do ya always train shirtless?” she asked, a cheeky smile on her face.

[notamongrel]

"Would you kindly refrain from stabbing me? It would help."

Begrudingly, and with a slow, measured sigh, Moira put away her blade.  “If ya didn’t want ta get stabbed maybe ya should keep yer mouth shut more often,” she replied, smiling sweetly.

[notamongrel]

neutral end for any verse you feel like : )

Send “neutral end” for a neutral ending to their story

Dragon Age Verse

At some point, during the fights against Corypheus, she would die.  That doesn’t necessarily seem like a neutral ending, but for her it kinda is. She is no longer a spirit bound to a mortal form, she spent years trying to do the right thing by helping mortals, and while she doesn’t know the outcome of the fight against Corypehus, she’s at peace knowing she did what she could. She had a good, long run.

[varphi]

Another morning in same place, but good and happy.

[artwheat]

so in DA:I au instead of gaster dying and fucking off to the void would he,,, become Tranquil

that sure would be a bummer :^)

[artwheat]

Is this how drawing works I don't know anymore

[zerah561]

Sword and Staff

Aria sighed faintly to herself, the book in her lap long abandoned in favor of watching the clouds move outside. There was a bird sitting near her on the ledge, enjoying the company and sharing some companionship. Two birds..one who's wings were clipped. She'd mused the thought to her bird friend a few times, though she'd only chirped at her. "Wish I could fly away." She whispered to the bird "you're so lucky...no ones afraid of you." Aria knew she could probably try, she was unmatched in healing and she had a deeper pool of magic than the others, but... They wouldn't let her. The others could defend themselves well, Aria barely had a handle on her more...destructive magic and works it was tied to her emotions..of which she couldn't control because of the empathy and compassion tied to her healing. She was just a mess. "Wonder what grass feels like.." She sighed.