#elvhensupremacy

[ambrosien-blog]

elthorn, myself, and your own url. elvhen supremacy.

ELVHEN SUPREMACY SHALL RISE ABOVE THE HUMAN REGIME.

SHEMLEN WILL BOW TO US AND THEY WILL REGRET EVER ATTEMPTING TO WIPE US OUT.

OUR PERFECTION AND SUPERIORITY WILL PUT THEM IN THEIR PLACE AND THEY WILL RUE THE DAY THEY ATTEMPTED TO RISE AGAINST US.

[vanadirthavean]

Confusion

Magpie blinks in almost an exaggerated fashion, wide round eyes going wider as they study whatever has them confounded–person, object, idea. Their head tilts quickly to one side, then back, then the other, then back again, their brows furrowing as if it helps them think harder. The solution to confusion is learning, and so they seek to end it with questions and observation.

[lavellan-revasan-archive]

Starter for elvhensupremacy

The grass whispered underneath bare feet as Velorahnii darted through the Emerald Graves, quickly launching herself into the air in a jump to land on her Hart which made a discontented sound before obeying her commands.  Laughing, she rode right into the camp and quickly dismounted. “Solas!” She called. “I found one of your artifacts.” The elven woman then looked over her shoulder at the large bear coming her way before unsheathing her wicked blades. “And I brought company.”

[hearthkxxper-blog]

The Grand Tourney: May I have this Dance?

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The music was more shemlen than anything she was used to, even after all the time among humans.  Shyly, she walked up to Solas, "Solas, would you be interested in dancing with me?" she asked.

[grimhealing]

elvhensupremacy started following you

"Is there something you require of me elf?" he gave a short glance to the bald elf. Tullius had seen the figure around Skyhold before. Talking to the inquisitor and painting the first floor that led up to the library. But that was the extend of the interest he had up till now. Why did the elf come to him? Was this part of the formal introductions to the team he would be working with. An idea of the inquisitor that they should all get along before shedding blood together. He finished the last word in his journal, placing it on top of his desk.

[starshadowmage]

closed rp with elvhensupremacy

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"Lady Denise Chalon of Val Royeaux." Josephine called out name after name, all Lords and Ladies of Thedas. All attending a ball put on by the ambassador herself. Daeris smiled at her friend Denise as she glanced back at her before going into the Great Hall of Skyhold Keep. Daeris' hand fell on her necklace as she waited for Josephine to call out her name. With a dear smile, she cupped it in her hand. The starlight silver around her neck had been a gift from Solas for the ball. He didn't mention it was specifically for the evening, but there was no other reason.

"Are you ready, Inquisitor?" Josephine whispered to Daeris. With a smile, the elf nodded. 

"I ready as I'll ever be I suppose," she giggled, letting go of the necklace. With a nod, Josephine stepped back into the ballroom and called out her title.

"Lady Daeris Lavellan of the Dalish clan of Lavellan. Herald of Andraste, and Inquisitor to the Inquisition." 

As Daeris stepped into the crowed hall, all eyes were on her. Some wore masks, as was Orlesian culture, but others sported Ferelden ball rituals with make up and ribbon. The diversity actually surprised Daeris.

But as she met dozens of pairs of eyes as she strolled in, she was only searching for one pair that were deep blue of color.

[hearth-keeper-moved]

Avoidance is an Art Form

Cullen and Josephine were looking for her.  Una could hear them from her perch in one of the garden's trees, hidden by branches and leaves.  It had taken effort to get up here, especially with an apple and a book, but she had managed.  It wasn't that she completely hated inquisitor work, but the amount of it and having to learn shem court manners and logistics were things that didn't appeal to the former Clan Lavellan First.

So here she was, hiding in plain sight, feet dangling off the branches, apple in her mouth and book in her hands.  She finally could steal some time to read and Varric's crime serials had come highly recommended and were a better door into shemlen culture and life than anything Josephine could teach her.

[hearth-keeper-moved]

For Loss of Clan

Una sat on her bed, the canopy around it closed like curtains.  The light filtered through the fabric, tinging everything a pale green.  Closed off like this it almost made a separate room, about the size of a small aravel.  And while normally that made her comfortable, right now it was a reminder of how bad she had failed.

She had trusted a shem lord to care enough about helping the Inquisition to help her clan.  And now... her father.  Her older sister.  The children she had helped deliver and raise.  She knew the children weren't spared because the report mentioned the Inquisition scouts finding several small bodies.  And it was all her fault.

Una put her head in her hands and sobbed, the report scattered across the sheets.