Dec 6, 2020
she is beauty, she is grace, she stabs demons in the face
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she is beauty, she is grace, she stabs demons in the face
Pella and Minaeve for OTPtober day 15.
How many times can one person draw the same sad templar? ...a whole bunch.
(Full res on DeviantArt.)
I stir from hibernation to provide
a grumpy family of grumps
(Made with artbreeder, which is only about half as creepy as it sounds.)
Haven NPC ladies! I’ve been spending a lot of time with all of them lately (but especially Lysette, of course.)
I’ll have to do a second batch that includes Avexis and Charter.
Inquisitor: Let us honor the fallen of Haven, especially our dear friend Seggrit
Inquisitor: His sacrifice will not go in vain
Inquisitor: Sometimes I can still hear his voice
Inquisitor: Truly, he was the best of us
Quick portrait of Pella: city elf, Thedosian college dropout, smartest person in my longfic.
See Fire and Go Towards Light, Chapter 24 — Neither Moon nor Stars
The heat wave that had blanketed Skyhold for most of Solace ended abruptly in the first of what would prove to be many summer thunderstorms. Low rumbles echoed through the mountains nearly every day that week. The soldiers at the training grounds below kept practicing, but when lightning struck the Inquisitor's tower itself, Adan began to reconsider his roof situation. Even here in his workshop, the rain blew through the gaps in the walls.
He hadn't heard from Lysette in nearly a month now. Letters went astray, of course; the greater the distance, the higher the risks of mishap or delay.
But he missed her appallingly.
Read the rest on AO3.