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OBI WAN KENOBI Part 1
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OC moodboards - Inquisitor Leranthil Lavellan; Herald of Andraste
Dalish / Mage / Andrastian / Lover and left hand of the Divine Victoria
“Expelled from his clan for not sharing the same fervor about the Dalish beliefs, Leranthil became a wanderer among humans, always interested in his culture and religion. Even considered a traitor among his people and a foreigner to the others, the instability of his life had never been a problem for himself, turning him into a free spirit until the proposal of his Keeper in sending him as a spy to the Temple Of Sacred Ashes, when his life completely changed. In a short time and without hesitation, Leranthil took the leadership of the Inquisition as Andraste's Herald, accepting the path that the Maker granted him.”
“The righteous stand before the darkness and the Maker shall guide their hand.”
ARNO SABRAE ☙ first to the keeper My dearest friend, it's been ten years since I found myself leaving you all behind to try and stop the Blight. At least five since I last saw you. I regret many things but refusing your plea to join me and the Wardens in our endevors is not one of them. I won't bind you to a life of fighting in the darkness when you always held so much light. Arno, I implore you, do not waste your time looking for me. I walk a perilious path filled with uncertainty and death, I can't bear the thought of seeing you stuck in the Deep Roads with me, when your magic and your potential could bring you to lead what remains of our clan one day. I hope you will find it in your heart to forgive me my only weakness: choosing to miss you terribly from afar, over the cold comfort of knowing you are near but in terrible danger. Please, if what we had ever meant anything to you, live well, my friend. May Mythal watch over you. – Eternally yours, Aris Mahariel
RUBEN TREVELYAN ☙ third son of house trevelyan of ostwick
Dear Lady Montilyet, I have little time to spare away from my duties so I'm just going to be blunt. My younger brother can be as stubborn as a ram when he wants to be, both him and my sister take after our father's side of the family, you see? They never really followed the family's traditions and while he, unlike Freya, didn't outright disown the Maker I struggle to see how could he accept to play any role in this he didn't choose for himself. I urgently advise you to find a way to tame him that doesn't involve trying to boss him around. I know for a fact that would be a losing battle.
All my best, Brendan Trevelyan.
FREYA TREVELYAN | nine years later. (x/x)
All of this is Envy: people, places, power. If you keep going, Envy stretches. It takes strength to make more. Being one person is hard. Being many, too many, more and more, and Envy breaks down, you break out.