#edgy elf

[bl3ach3d]

TaaaDaaaaaaaaaa i draw the edgy elf

[dragonageoutlet]

Meeting Ameridan was so much more emotional on an elven Inquisitor, much as I suspected.

-"Inquisitor.”

The two greet with respect, and Ameridan seems so relieved/happy to see a fellow elf...

-“Andaran atish’an. I am glad Drakon’s friendship with our people has remained strong.”

Yeah, about that...

-”It has not. Drakon’s son, Kordillius the Second, destroyed the Dales.”

Tamris tries to be gentle about it. The voice-acting (Went with the American voice for Tamris for change :D) here felt spot on. “It h-... It has not.” The hesitation makes it sound like he’s really not sure how to break it to him. Shit, this is awkward.

-“Drakon’s son... How long?”

-“There has not been an inquisitor since you disappeared... 800 years ago.”

Ameridan looks so done, but of course it just gets better.

-“Drakon was my oldest friend. He would have sent someone to find me.”

-”I’m afraid Drakon was a little busy with the darkspawn pouring down from the Anderfels.”

IDK what to think of Dorian’s expression. An awkward smile, I suppose. “Yeah, sucks, right?”

-”I see. Telana escaped the battle. Do the records say what became of her?”

Here we could approach her fate through a positive outlook and talk about how she lived...

-“She returned to the island. From what we can tell, she died trying to reach you through dreams.”

...But this is Tamris Lavellan and he enjoys his gloom.

-”I asked her not to. She was a good hunter and the love of my life, but she never... “(Sighs.)

Again, great voice acting, here. Poor Ameridan sounds a tad frustrated. When you tell someone to stay out of trouble and they never listen...

-”I never wanted this job. Hunting demons was so much simpler than politics. But Drakon told me I was needed... As I suspect you were needed.”

...

I always squirm when I cannot save before an important cutscene because I always want to go through it a few times to both satisfy my curiosity and to pick the most RP-friendly dialogue option... The fight before this one is tedious, however, so I had to freerun it this time. I would’ve gone for something else than the teary eye-option, but Tamris had just lost his clan before I headed for Frostback Basin. I am monster and knowingly let them die for roleplay’s sake, just because my edgy elf prefers Cullen’s direct, often violent approach with most table missions. Now he is left to deal with survivor’s guilt, and really feels like the heavy burden of the Inquisitor does take everything from you.

-”I wasn’t Inquisitor by choice. Whatever my life was before...”

I don’t know if I’ve ever gotten this invested with my DA-characters, probably because they’ve so far mostly been based on my old roleplay characters and haven’t been so grounded in the Dragon Age-setting. But Tamris is really well fleshed out in my head.

Here he is, still recovering from the loss of his clan, probably only functioning because of the support he gets from Dorian (His lover and his best friend), struggling in the bargaining-phase of his grief. If only he had been with his clan, if only they had sent someone else to the conclave. Sense tells him he is not that omnipotent to have solely changed the clan’s fate, but what-ifs keep haunting him. And now, for a minute or two, he sees someone who knows the same burden that has been pushed to his shoulders.

-”Take moments of happiness where you find them. The world will take the rest.”

Lavellan looks to his sides, at the two who have kept him standing, and then nods to his predecessor. He is not alone in the world, he has people (Cole is so a person!) who care for him, and his life is not void of moments of happiness. And perhaps he can find the time to mourn among all his duties.

-”The dragon carries the spirit of an Avvar god. I lacked the strength to kill it. My own magic was able to bind us all, locked in time. But when the cultists drew that spirit into another vessel, it disrupted my bindings. It is breaking free.”

-”I’d be honored to finish what you started.”

-”Thank you. Take this. It holds the last few memories of an old hunter who was neither as wise nor as strong as he thought. Fight well, Inquisitor. I am honored to have met you.”