#fireinherveins

[canticleofmercy-a]

✍ Am I too late for the thing I would love the thing if you're still taking them! <33

Not this shit again --- Revka @Thedas probably

[rioghanborn-blog]

                                                ━ Well, well, what do we have here? ❜ the sarcasm drips like ichor from a festering wound. How could she not have noticed this intruder, as they snapped, bashed, and beat their way to her wood. She appreciates the effort certainly, but she does not take kindly to disturbances.

Eyeing the dark skinned elf, her scowl so piercing it should be a physical blow the Witch of the Wilds has to keep herself from laughing. How darling, to come here with such impudence. ❛ You’ve come an awful long way to Die, Warden.❜ She steps down the crumbling stairs of the temple, the forest growing in and out with a careful weave to fill the holes in this once great monument to Forgotten Gods. She did not settle here for the irony, but she finds it perfectly acceptable for others to think so. ❛ Not that I would need to land the blow myself, the taint is doing a fine enough job of that on it’s own. ❜

She is alike to the great statues of Mythal given life as her bare feet touch the damp ground. A single eyebrow raises as she wonders just what this foolish woman may do next. ❛ Don’t stop on my account, dear. Seeing how you have slashed and slain you way to my doorstep, I am sure whatever has brought you to a place you are so obviously unwelcome is something you find Terribly important.❜

                                ♛  ━ @fireinherveins

[ghilannainguideme]

9 and 21 for the meme?

09. Do they have a favorite season? What about a favorite holiday?

Either early summer or late summer, when the weather is changing and when there are lots of things changing about the earth as well--flowers blooming and new green on the trees, or fruit and berries ripe and ready to pick.

21. What is one of your character’s biggest fears? How would they react when dealing with this fear?

By far, her clan being attacked or her brother or other immediate family dying. I’m pretty sure she’d just... shut down. She’d have no idea how to deal with it. She would sob without tears, scream in rage, and absolutely seek vengeance--think Furiosa when she learns what happened to the Green Place, or look up “Grief and a Headhunter’s Rage” for related insight. 

[rationedwell]

— @fireinherveins // starter call.

          ❝ Okay, but it won’t get you anywhere. ❞

[valorcorrupt]

Banter between Inara and Revka yes good. :D

     “Revka!” Before poor Revka could dodge back into her tent to avoid whatever ridiculousness her fellow Warden had planned for her, Inara was upon her, grabbing the elf by her shoulders with a wild grin. “Come see what Alistair and I did last night!”

     “Maker’s bloody– what makes you think I want to see–!?” Before Revka could finish her many, many objections, however, Inara had hustled her over to the campfire and deposited her before…

     …a pie.

     “It’s pie,” said Inara unhelpfully. 

     “What sort of pie?” Revka asked, turning a suspicious, narrow-eyed gaze on the beaming brunette behind her even as the scent of the fruit and pastry fill her nostrils and tease her stomach, the memory of the time Alistair cooked them all a nasty dose of mildly poisoned stew still very fresh in her memory. 

     “Strawberry rhubarb,” Inara answered, still smiling away – Revka almost wished Alistair hadn’t started putting out. It was far, FAR too easy to tell, and that was just disgusting. “I bought the stuff from the market. Alistair only got to stir.”

     Still suspicious, Revka leaned close to the flaky little thing and took a long, shaky inhale. She wasn’t going to say it smelled good, wasn’t going to express interest – but her stomach did it for her, much to her irritation. “What’re you showing me for?” 

     “It’s for you,” Inara explained after a moment of bewilderment, her expression something not entirely unlike hurt. “I made it for you. To say thank you for… you know. The thing with the spiders.” Ah. Inara had tripped, gotten herself all tangled up in a spider’s web. Revka had managed to save her neck from the jaws of a spider, if only barely.

     “Well, you wouldn’t do me much good if you were dead,” Revka answered flatly. The smile on Inara’s face faltered, and Revka felt a stab of something a little too close to guilt for her comfort. So she said, “Thank you.”

     Inara said, “You’re welcome.”

     The pie didn’t taste half-bad, either.

[brightflight]

Does Hawke collect anything? If so what? Which item in that collection is her favorite and why?

Ask me about my muse || pretty much always accepting lbr

She collects lots of things! Torn trousers, moldy scarves, enchanted rings and pendants of all descriptions, and, of course, merry misfits.

More seriously, she definitely collects daggers... her favorite of these is an old Chasind blade given to her by her first lover, a Chasind girl named Kazi. The hilt and guard are shaped like a stooping hawk. She still carries it but hardly ever uses it anymore; it’s quite old and the blade is thin and slightly warped from too many sharpenings. 

In addition, she collects -- well, random shiny things? Hawke has definite magpie tendencies and tends to pick up acorns, shells, bits of beach glass and beach pottery, bits of broken jewelry or just interesting metal bits, ribbons, neat looking stones, etc etc. These she carries around for a while until her pockets get full and then she’ll pick through them, maybe take out a few particular favorites to go into her bowl of treasures, and tosses the rest back.

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aurcrean replied to your post “Another post I had to block notifications for but this time it’s bc...”

fandom whine levels rising

so much butt hurt I hear the ass clench squeaking on so many chairs

somanystories-solittletime replied to your post “Another post I had to block notifications for but this time it’s bc...”

distant angry growling

my quiet guard giraffe arrives I feel so loved

fireinherveins replied to your post “Another post I had to block notifications for but this time it’s bc...”

*long suffering but unsurprised sigh* The Fandom has no chill I stg.

it’s just these few people who just get sO mAd!! and hangry!!! HAVE A SNICKERS let people live!!!

canticleofmercy replied to your post “Another post I had to block notifications for but this time it’s bc...”

oh joy.................. I can hear your "I don't give a fuck about this focus on the iportant bits" feelings from here (not that I don't share them)

I’m so tired and old and I just want people to remember that the werewolves become a giant happy family together and light a candle for their lady every year ok why it gotta bE THIS WAY...

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*pops in while crummy backroads wifi lasts* Banter for Varric and Hawke? And Sera. Also rules are for losers - Varric and Revka banter too maybe? (Only if you wanna!)

. : banterful missives || not accepting|| @fireinherveins : .

While moving through Crestwood ( Varric and Hawke )

Varric: Well, here we are again, ladybird.Kerrigan: At least the view is nicer this time, less chains.Varric: And more demons, I’ll take the chains and the bad ale any day.Kerrigan: ( laughing ) You always were a city dwarf, Varric, you didn’t have to trudge through the muck to tell me that.Varric: Don’t make me think about the muck. I’m a lot closer to it than you and I’m fairly certain my boots soaked through over an hour ago.Kerrigan: Aw, do you need me to carry you, Master Tethras?Varric: Hawke, you even think of lifting me off this ground I will shove you so hard into this mud they’ll mistake you for an Avaar.Kerrigan: I love you too, Varric.

While walking through the Exalted Plain ( Varric and Sera )

Varric: I knew a group of Red Jenny’s once -Sera: Ugh, here we go.Varric: They dressed like dancers and hit anyone out in High Town after dark.Sera: Look, not all of us is the same right? It’s just a name!Varric: I wasn’t saying that, Buttercup, I was saying you should consider a costume, a uniform, something to make you recognizable.Sera: What, and steal their stuff while dressed up in some fancy tosh? That sounds stupid.Varric: But no one would know who you are, that’s the point, Buttercup. They know you’re Red Jenny, but they don’t know you. They don’t know your friends. No one gets outed or hurt.Sera: You saying my people would betray me?Varric: They already have, remember that noble?Sera: That was one time, and he was stupid. Joke’s on him, I sliced him a good one.Varric: The more you do this the more likely it is for some one to turn on you, the more some one wants something the more they’re willing to do to get it. You can’t run in the open forever.Sera: Just friggin’ watch me.Varric: That wasn’t a challenge, sweetheart.

Overheard in Skyhold ( Varric and Revka )

Revka: So what will you do after all this is over?Varric: Assuming the world doesn’t end and we aren’t all eaten by demons?Revka: Obviously.Varric: Go back to Kirkwall, try and find a way to make it home again. I’ve been gone so long Skyhold feels more familiar than the Hanged Man. What about you?Revka: Probably just find somewhere quiet, somewhere safe.Varric: So you’re not going back to the Wardens?Revka: No - I, they’d take me from Sorris, Varric. You can’t have family in the Wardens, and I can’t leave him, not now.Varric: Well if you need a place to stay, Knives, you can always come back to Kirkwall with me.Revka: I couldn’t do that - Varric: I mean it, Revka. It’s a big world out there and you can’t take it on yourself forever. Kirkwall may not be the best place in Thedas these days, but it’s safe.Revka: T-Thank you, Varric. . . I- I’ll think about it.Varric: You do that, Knives, you do that.