Feb 14
'Our Final Dance': A Dark Solavellan Cameo
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'Our Final Dance': A Dark Solavellan Cameo
So Gareth did his part! I have added it onto Alix's video! So just keep watching and Gareth will read his part which is a direct answer to Alix's dialogue! It is from Chapter 26: Disciples of Lust, Lies and Power I hope you all enjoy this much as me! Happy Valentine's Day y'all! This has been a seven year long dream. I have another cameo from Alix that I will post soon, and let me tell you. She took no prisoners! Haha!
Inquisitor Lavellan-“I learned how to use my Pawns by watching you. I learned …how to sacrifice good soldiers to gain ground, I learned how to deny life to afford my own, and I learned how to stash all the guilt away by tossing it under the greater good. Because the only thing that mattered was stopping Corypheus and no one would ever dare to blame me for what I had to do.”
“But, I suppose in the end…I learned from the best."
Solas- “The Dalish and the City Elves are descended from those that I freed. History does not always remember fondly…or accurately. The louder voices linger longer and surface above the rest. If you let them in you will crumble under the edifice of malcontent they have built for you. Take pride in what you have done, Vhenan, even if it is only you that does. You are as relentless as a hurricane and despite your ferocity, I have always admired your lightning."
I did it again. Alix and Gareth read their parts expertly. I am well...shocked at their proficiency with the little direction I was able to fit into the text box. I think writhed on the floor for a solid 30 minutes and sobbed with happiness. I never thought one day I would hear my lines stated back to me from the voice actors I greatly admire and respect. I think this actually made my entire year. To be honest, I was a little nervous sending in Gareth's line. It was and probably still remains the most controversial Solas line I have written. I am a dark!solas kind of gal and I like to explore the darker side of him. These lines are not direct replies to each other but they are from the same conversation in the same chapter. If you wish to read in full I will post a link at the bottom! :)
Inquisitor Lavellan-
“It’s an excuse. A lofty ideal you can hide behind. Freedom is just the curtain you’ll pull over your malformed face. Tell me, Solas, for it will only make it easier for me---”
“Are you to become just another creature I put down? Dragons, Titans, and Would-be Gods.”
“Should I add you to the list? Is that what I should do with my freedom ?”
“I have nothing left to lose. Not even you .”
Solas-
"I've explained this countless times, yet the content relayed did not suit the palate of your ears. I will confide in you this wisdom, for it is as true as it is harsh, and perhaps this time, as we stand on the precipice of this new world, you will understand. So, listen well.”
“It's not genocide if they're not real.”
“Those that die are only the hollow mimicry of once was. Your hesitation stems from the very fact that you have not known anything else."
https://archiveofourown.org/works/18777274/chapters/118176490
Father of Wolves
They broke the surface, and Solas searched the horizon for any sign of the cliff he had jumped from as he caught his breath. He spotted a series of dapples clinging to the shadow of the rocky shoreline, sandbars large enough to link back to some semblance of safety. But Solas knew better than to drop his guard. He hastened them to the shore, two bobbing figures inked black against the shimmering expanse. The reflection of the veil inflicted upon it; gleaming sutures veneered upon an unwilling sky. He could see its perforations, its tears, emerald eddies, writhing rifts of futile efforts.
The constellation blinked back at him, wide eyed and knowing. Solas had fathered much, a veil, a weapon, a disease, and finally, the one and truly good thing; a child. He waded through the shallows with her weight on his back, he knew not what he would find inside the sack. Her form was still, but perhaps the shock of the drop had rendered her unconscious...or…he would not consider it.
Solas envied the hollow peoples of Thedas, for at least they could pray to idols that instilled hope, no matter how false. But Fen’Harel knew the beginning and he knew how it would all end. This land knew no Gods, who could he pray to?
The Dread Wolf could only rely on himself.
So I had Alix read something my Inquisitor says to Solas over a chess match post-Trespasser that gets a little heated....Um can I just say I am completely floored. Like, can I have Alix as my Maid of honor and and God parent of my future children??? SHE GAVE ME TWO TAKES. I am in love. Thank you so much Alix, you truly made my entire year!!! This is such a blessing! I will never forget this!
The text is below....
“I learned how to use my Pawns by watching you.” I refuted as my Pawn took down his at C3 and words bubbled out of me like a boiling stew.
“I learned …how to sacrifice good soldiers to gain ground, I learned how to deny life to afford my own, and I learned how to stash all the guilt away by tossing it under the greater good. Because the only thing that mattered was stopping Corypheus and no one would ever dare to blame me for what I had to do.”
Thank you again, Alix for bringing me so much Joy!
I have spent 6 collective hours taking photos of this egg. The camera loves him.
The Inquisitor and Rook (A little chat)
“Solas and I were…its complicated.” Moon’Hwa stared off, her eyes piercing a hole through the wall behind Elle, and her expression subdued into a distant and haunted look. But Sahma’el understood what wasn’t spoken. She had seen enough escorts in the brothels fall for people they could never have, and they too carried the same features of hopelessness.
Sahma’el sent a scathing glare to Varric, “You cast me in the middle of this to settle their domestic dispute?!”
“Listen Elle—” Varric reasoned.
“I have a grand idea, why don’t I drag you to his lair, present you to him with my knife pointed at your dainty little throat?” Sahma’el pushed her sheathed dagger under Moon’Hwa’s chin, “This will get’ him to think twice about tearing the veil down.”
The former Inquisitor’s mouth raised into a smirk, a spark returning to her violet eyes as they swung up to meet Elle’s,
“You would be dead on sight.”