#inquisitioncommander

[materterre]

Starter for @inquisitioncommander

Templars were always incoming, especially green ones, they all had to spend some time in a Circle before they could even move to be with a Chantry. Mind she could swear they were getting younger and younger, mind Carlotta had been at Kinloch Hold since she was a girl of 6, after leaving Tantervale amicably enough via her great-uncle with the choice of which Circle to go to.

“You’re new, aren’t you?” she asked the curly-haired young man, brushing back her mess of wild, frizzy curls as best as the young Apprentice could without dipping into some of her magic or at least some of the hair lotion that another Apprentice used.

[earth-whisperer-moved]

♜: Whispering dirty things into my muse’s ear {Inquisitioncommander} //Cullen soooo hates me for sending this! xD

Carlotta smiled as she walked up behind Cullen at his desk, her hands rising to caress his back with a tender but familiar touch to ease the strain of muscles before her lips came close to his ear, “Oh darling, you’re working far too hard, why not have a break and play hard to match?” she purred quietly into his ear.

[dirthelgar]

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Of course, his eyes soon found the source of the man’s collapse. The Herald’s gaze flashed in worry, casting it around to find someone he could send for a healer. Then, he focused back on Cullen, a hand on the commander’s uninjured shoulder to ground him.

“Why didn’t speak sooner of your wound?” He demanded softly, unsure how far it went but needing to wait for a healer. He felt helpless, even if it ended up not too serious, the fact remained Cullen didn’t look fine. And healing was not something he could do.

[earth-whisperer-moved]

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Walking through the grounds, Carlotta hummed softly as she looked through where the Infirmary had been till she saw Cullen storm out of the mini forge area so she went over to investigate. Seeing the Lady Cassandra there and hearing the explanation that she should go and see Cullen, she hummed in curiosity but nodded.

Climbing up towards the battlements whilst carefully hitching her gown, Carlotta breathed heavily as she reached the top right by Cullen’s office and then gently opened the door, concerned for him. More than she would have before given the private change in how they related to one another now.

[dirthelgar]

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“You take too little credits. There would be nothing to thank me for if I didn’t have you backing me up.” Mikaelan diverted his gaze, though it was more out of shyness from expressing his gratitude than any will to hide. “I’m just glad you’ve chosen to accept me.”

Indeed, even as he had felt overwhelmed to see people slowly look at him for direction, when so many still scoff at the title of Herald, Mikaelan knew he could count of those that had formed the main council of the Inquisition. He had not known what he could contribute-bare his ability to close the rifts-but time and time again they had included him in their decisions, and depended on him to go into the fields.

And they really had not idea how much it meant to him, the Dalish mage. So of course he ended up wanting to let them know. He wasn’t sure if they trusted him, but they accepted him, and in the end it was more than he had hoped.

[dirthelgar]

@inquisitioncommander

Despite his place on a rock not far from the training grounds, the elf’s mind didn’t see quite here. The dawn had come for a bit now, and he had watched it rise. He liked the peace of the night, and he had faint memories of watching dawn and dusk with his mother. They had underlying sadness of course, but it never failed to lift his spirits. And he needed that, after all that had happened.

When the Keeper had send him to watch the conversations between templars and mages, Mikaelan never expected to end up the sole survivor of an explosion that broke open the sky, another mark on him. Despite the initial wariness that some still possessed, he had found compassion within the people in Haven. Yet, they did not know the full extent to his sorrow.

It was one thing to know so many lives had been lost when he alone remained. It was another when it was the second time he lived through this. However, he couldn’t speak freely of his birth clan, and so he kept quiet. Gratefully, Linise was a constant presence, soothing and warm, knowing when to be quiet and when to speak to him.

You’ve got good company, Ishtar.

Ignoring the slight teasing voice of his brother, Mikaelan let his icy blue eyes drift to the side, and upon seeing Cullen he offered a smile of greeting. “Morning, Commander. I hope you slept well.”

[evangelyne-hawke]

Chillin’ like a Villain

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They had just completed a successful mission, and everyone was feeling happy and relaxed. Tomorrow they’d pack their things and travel back to Skyhold but tonight they’d have to relax here.  “ Commander Cullen!” she said overly formal with a teasing but loving smile. “ I’ve heard that there are some hot springs close by, I’d love to see them, and maybe take a bath, but I couldn’t go on my own. That would be too dangerous. Would you like to accompany me?” if there was one thing Hawke wasn’t afraid if it was ‘danger’ she frequently went out looking for danger and trouble.