#frcgment

[oldmagics-a]

portrayal opinions: im not entirely convinced that you aren't secretly morrigan for reals tbh

i love u??? ur actually flemeth bye

[archontem]

trick or treat  🎃 (selectively accepting)

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[swampwxtch]

The Legend Herself

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~♠~

Morrigan was certain her mother knew where she was. The woman was practically a mystery, even to herself. And with a baby on the way soon, the last thing she needed was her mother to swoop in and ruin everything. And yet...there she was.

The witch had been travelling through a wooded area, and caught sight of her mother in a clearing not far from where she was. And Morrigan knew she was there because of herself. Watching from a tree, she wondered if Flemeth knew she was right there.

"Of course, it had to be today of all days." she mumbled to herself, continuing to watch and wait for the other's next movement.

[magisterivm]

< 3

[invindictae]

He never thought of it as simply anything other than ‘have’, but it was in reality compulsion. The exact same kind that the former Warden thought he was above and yet the reality of the situation was he wasn’t. 

            ❝ —– Is there ever any peace? Will there ever be a way to achieve it? ❞

// @frcgment   xxx

[theharellan]

❝ Well…so much for peaceful negotiations… ❞

Their final moments echo, panic simmers in the blood spilled across the floor. He takes care stepping around it, but cannot ignore how their enemy’s fear chills the air. “It was never going to end peacefully,” he says, straining to keep the bitter edge from his words. “Not so long as their hearts were set against us. Could you not feel it?”

What had lurked at Mythal’s side was no elf, no wolf, not even a god. It was a beast with too many eyes for comfort, which pour red mist, with a mouth agape and hungering for something too terrible to comprehend. Fen’Harel brushes his cheeks, feeling not fur but soft skin, and one pair of eyes– grey, not red.

“There will be more blood spilled before this is over,” he sighs, hand dropping heavy to his side. His eyes sweep the room, across the lifeless faces of their kin, and the god’s blood that marked them. “Some fought on the behest of another. Before we leave, I would see their remains are given their due respect.”

“It is the least we can do, for our part in this.”

[theharellan]

What is Solas' greatest weakness, and is he aware of it? If yes, does he actively do anything to keep that perceived flaw in check?

I generally think Solas is more aware of his flaws than most people give him credit for. 

A lot of people call him hypocritical for criticising Blackwall for lying about his identity, or once I saw someone criticising him for accusing a low approval Inquisitor for gathering minions and not allies– the former I credit him with awareness for the hypocrisy, and his anger in part stemming from what they have in common (also he later apologises). The latter… well, I just think they’re kinda wrong, and that Solas does care for his agents, hence why if there’s one thing that gets him angry in banter it’s when other companions try to justify oppression. But I could write a whole post on how I think people somehow vastly underestimate Solas’s commitment to the Elvhen he fought for as Fen’Harel. Basically people seem to think Solas has no self-reflection skills, which I disagree with– but it’s complicated.

So anyway.

I think a weakness of his is his tendency to take on big problems and his inability to fix them. I tend to parallel his story with the Inquisitor’s: someone who takes on massive responsibility, amasses an army, and fights powerful oppressive forces, ones who fancy themselves gods. But where the Inquisitor succeeds, Solas fails. He can’t do what they do, his story is basically like if you flip-turned Inquisition’s story upside-down and gave everyone pointed ears.

But he keeps trying, anyway.

It would be admirable, if his plans weren’t what they are now. He wakes up, sees a way to fix the problem he made, and then ten more problems crop up: the Breach, Corypheus, and worst of all– these things that barely felt real to him are now as real as the people he fought for thousands of years ago. The Inquisitor’s success inspires him to keep trying, but the fact that they can inspire him makes everything a lot more complicated.

And I think the saddest thing about all of this is Solas is pretty good at dealing with people’s problems one-on-one. A lot of my headcanons related to Solas helping his rebels overcome trauma are based upon in-game banter/conversations where he does just that. When Cole starts to have a panic attack, Solas knows just what to say to center him and calm him. When Iron Bull, a newly made Tal-Vashoth, seems ill at ease without the Qun to focus him, Solas begins a game of chess not only focus his mind, but to prove to Bull that he is no beast, and something of a genius himself. And in cut dialogue with the Inquisitor he recognises the pain the Envy demon planted in them, and helps them before they break.

In short, I think Solas’s biggest weakness is he thinks too big, and is better at personal interactions and solving problems with others rather than trying to take on everything by himself.

I think he’s somewhat aware of this flaw? Kind of? He’s certainly aware he has failed a lot, but I think his desire to help the people he failed to help so long ago makes him keep trying. To bring back the comparisons to the Inquisitor: imagine you’re stuck on a boss. You keep dying, and dying, and dying, and you reload, and reload, and reload until you succeed. It’s sort of the same with Solas, he’s going to keep trying.

The only difference is he isn’t the protagonist, and if he dies, it’s over.

[theharellan]

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“I was under the impression that you were supposed to be attending to petitioners.”

The curtain that separates them opens with a thought, and he enters with one finger curled around a lock of red hair. “Fortunately for you they are still muddling through the trials. I doubt they shall be ready to present their hearts to you anytime in the near future.”