#daorigins

[notjudie]

THE ARCHITECT

[recreatingsoftheself]

To An Assassin

Dusty little man I know how much you want to joke How much you want to scream How much you want to charm How much you want to escape

But please don't. Not the last one at least not without me.

We are one and the same: made of pleasantries rags and raw leather sharp blade and sharp tongue Survival and survival You may think

My little survivor you are not just that and you know it You are what was crafted You are what remained from who you should’ve been life wasn’t so unfair But above all You are potential

Yes, little love Potential Don’t forget you were lost before And you found yourself again A new you A different you but still you.

And what are you if not tenderness if not care if not warmth survival and survival and you still haven’t lost you please don’t let me lose you either. - December 21st, 2025

[dragonageconfessions]

CONFESSION:

I was so happy to find out that there was a war table operation in Inquisition involving Fergus Cousland.

It's a little disappointing that none of the text changes if the Hero of Ferelden was his sibling, but I was still pleased to see Highever and the Couslands acknowledged outside the Human Noble origin in Origins.

I was even happier to see that it was one of the first war table operations you can do.

[boozerman]

Dragon Age: Origins — Scenery (4/?)

[mass-effect-anonymous]

CONFESSION:

I like to think that all three backgrounds for Shepard (Colonist, Earthborn, and Spacer) exist, similar to the origins in Dragon Age. And the Commander Shepard you play as is the one who decided to join the Alliance.

[higheverweave]

I want a dlc where all it is ,bringing back the gift giving option back to dragon age so I can keep bringing Cole cookies.

I would also bring him blankets why he’s a muffin

[silvermp]

Anders knows his drive for freedom is a bit stronger than his self preservation. Escape attempts always seem to fail, but this time... he has a bit of help.

Anders relaxed minutely once he had passed, and turned to enter one of the studying chambers, the thickly barred window plenty to stop a person from crawling through they wouldn’t stop a determined mage from melting them. The rustle of trees on the banks far away caught his eye, leaves flashing silver with each rolling blanket of wind flowing across their tops.  He leaned against the bars, closing his eyes to breathe in the fresh air, to feel the cold wind whistling past old stone. He listened to the quiet slap of small waves breaking, and the cry of brown gulls nesting on the rocks that made the tower’s base. 

 A croaking call, and he opened his eyes again to find the dark shape of a crow wheeling around the tower, long feathers spreading like inky fingers against the clouds. Odd, for that kind of bird to be so far out over the lake. There was no food, here. He watched it bank toward the tower, not realizing where it was headed until it was practically in his face.

Anders jumped back from the window, startled as wide wings battered against the iron bars, black claws scrabbling to find a grip before the bird poked its head through, wings splayed awkwardly.

“Oh, no you don’t want in here! Go- go back to your nest.” Anders bit back another curse as his clumsy attempt to shove the bird back out the window was met with a sharp peck, and a haughty look from the bird when it finally wiggled its way in to stand on the window sill.

“Blighted bugger” he muttered, nursing the growing bruise and glowering as it primly arranged its feathers back into place, tail flicking. “I don’t suppose you’ll want to go back out the way you came before you get into trouble?”

“ Hello ”

Anders stilled, staring at the bird in disbelief. Did it actually just-

“Er, Hello?” The crow peered at him with one eye, opening its beak like it was about to caw again, but the sound that came out was a raspy, buzzing,

“ Hello”  

It prickled the back of his neck, the sound of its voice. His first thought was that a demon had possessed the bird, but what would be the point of that?

“ Hello ” Plus, all it was doing was repeating ‘hello’ - not terribly demonic, that. Still, better safe than sorry.

“Did you… want something from me?” He kept his hands to himself, wary of the thick black beak flicking through those glossy feathers. It ignored him for a long moment, looking around the room and ruffling its breast feathers in cycles. It suddenly turned to look at him, and he stiffened under the gleam of intelligence, and the opening beak. It felt like something huge and unknowable was pressing down on him, some world-rocking moment was about to-

[dragonageconfessions]

CONFESSION:

I know it will likely not happen but I really wish they would bring back the ranger class.  I had so much fun playing a Dalish ranger in Origins.