Miss Kaya looks nice at least :”)

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Miss Kaya looks nice at least :”)
Imma prompt you. For Ashawyn, Sarsas, and Kaya all together as siblings!!! "Why would you even do that?" Include any/all/none of the following: a black dress, three pebbles, and sibling rivalry!
“You were always dad’s favorite,” Inquisitor Ashawyn Lavellan murmured over her nightly brew, tea with some honey to soothe her throat. She had recently had a cold and her sister, Kaya, had insisted she drink it. She was sure that the honey was there to mask some medicine, but said nothing of it.
The three siblings of clan Lavellan were sitting in the Inquisitor’s quarters that cold summer evening. It was always cold in the mountains that separated Fereldan and Orlais. Every other Tuesday the three would meet in Ashawyn’s quarters just to catch up and try to remind one another that they were real, that they were family. The hearth was warm, but not quite as heated as the tension in the room was that night.
“Excuse me, Ashawyn? What was that? I couldn’t quite hear you?” Kaya replied coyly, dipping a biscuit into her own tea. She brewed it to relieve stress, but she had a feeling that would not help on this cloudy night.
Sarsas sighed deeply, “Please, you two. Not tonight, of all nights.”
“I wish to hear what our beloved Herald has to say has to say.”
Ashawyn’s cheeks turned bright red in rage. She did not believe in the Maker, and being called the Herald of Andraste was like a stab in the gut. She had asked countless times not to be called such, and for it to be thrown around in such a mocking tone. “Father preferred you always, both of you always having your nose stuck in some ancient elven tone or dusting away at some ruin! Not aiding the clan in any way at all! Then claiming that you can walk with spirits in your dreams even having no talent for magic whatsoever! You attention-seeking little-”
“As if mother did not dote on you for looking exactly like her and tending to the halla with her! What with your raven hair, darker tone, and emerald eyes. But who was it that went to Rivain when they were exiled to search for the remnants of her clan? It was I! And all she could say to me when she found me was that her dearest babe had been made into the most powerful figure in southern Thedas and that you required my aid! Not a word of how she missed me after nearly five years of me travelling abroad! At least father and Sarsas wrote!” Kaya slammed her drink down, some of it splashing onto the cobblestone at their feet. She rose abruptly, glaring down at her elder sister with her blue eyes hard like ice.
“Do not bring me into this nonsense. Father and mother loved us all for different reasons. You and I got to work with mother more often than not because we would hunt for meat and sell it so we could take care of the clan and provide for the halla mother raised. Kaya worked with father on their interests and the only time either of us got involved in that was when they needed protection or to get past some shems.” Sarsas took a swig of his ale and looked at the two hot-heads. “Sister, sit.”
Kaya sat and slumped in her chair, refusing to look at her sister. Ashawyn simply stared into her tea. “You are correct, as always, brother. Thank you.”
“Oh, don’t go all Inquisitor on me now. Let us speak of finer things, such as this one time the Keeper sent me to a small party filled with nobles dressed in a glittering black dress.” Sarsas grinned, always glad to see the two of them diffuse so quickly.
“Wasn’t Kaya’s foot sprained then?” Ashawyn piped up.
“And you never did have the grace for the shems,” Kaya laughed cheerfully.
“Yes, Josephine chastises me for it often. I am not thrilled for the ball coming up at Halamshiral.”
“Regardless, I was walking the halls of some small chateau in these garish heels. I still have them and-”
“Have you shown them to Dorian yet?” Kaya interrupted.
“No, dear sister, he would burn them. That is how hideous they are. As I was saying, many were surprised this boyish looking elven woman was hanging off of a young noble’s arm. We had paid him handsomely in furs and I promised him a ballad, which is quite epic.
“My ankles were quite wobbly, and another lady dared me to toss pebbles at the lord of the chateau’s window, as he had been gone longer than acceptable. So, I daintily tossed one pebble and no reply. Another, and still nothing. Finally, I hitched up my skirts and threw the last pebble at the window. As the small rock flew, the lord opened the window in nothing but his knickers with a young woman trying to do up her bodice behind him. The projectile sailed past him and hit the woman’s cheek, causing her to throw her hands in the air and drop her clothing. She turned and struck the lord hard enough that he toppled out of the window and into a fountain below. Even better, some water struck the nearby bird keeper, the man had purchased some doves. He released the latch in his confusion and the doves were released. Only one of the mages at the event had cursed them to have excessive bowel movements and they promptly shit all over the guests. It was the most wonder time I have had and I even managed to nab a purse of gold for the clan.”
Both sisters were in fits of giggles. Their brother always had fanatical tales to tell them of his sneaky adventures.
“Why would you even do that in the first place?” Kaya laughed heartily.
“You tell tales just as well as Varric, dear brother!” Ashawyn grasped her brother’s empty hand tightly, thanking him for easing the tension.
The rest of the night went just as well as the three reminisced about the adventures they took as children and the tales their mother had told them of Rivain.
so I managed to snag some icon comms from @faerun and look!!! how cute they are!!!! i love them so much and faerun was such a pleasure to work with!! i highly recommend commissioning them if you can!!
AU where Lavellan actually brushes her hair
me: -makes a new lavellan in sims out of boredom-
kaya, in my head immediately: That’s my Girlfriend
2, 11, 14, and 20 for your Dragon Age girls!
2. Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?
Kira Cousland: A plant? No. A pet? Yes. Children? Also yes! She was the best aunt to her brother’s son.
Nadia Surana: A plant? Yes. Pets? Yes. Children? Yes! She has two of her own~
Marian Hawke: A plant? Definitely not. Pets? Sort of. Children? She will feed your child sugar and then hand them back to you. She should not be in charge of children.
Kaya Lavellan: Plants? Yes! Pets? She’s...okay with pets. Not the best. Children? She’s good with entertaining children. She’s not really great with them beyond that, though. It’s not that she doesn’t like them or anything, she’s just not really sure what to do with them.
11. They’ve won the lottery. Spend, or save?
Kira Cousland: Hello, all expenses paid 3 month vacation and goodbye Amaranthine. Don’t let another Blight happen please.
Nadia Surana: Babies are expensive, but now they can finally build a better house in Amaranthine for her, Alistair, and the twins.
Marian Hawke: Marian would put a sensible amount in savings, and then spend the rest of it on something she doesn’t need. Like a whole new wardrobe for her boyfriend, and a bunch of outfits for her dog, Pants.
Kaya Lavellan: She’d probably end up spending it on stuff for the Inquisition. Unfortunately.
14. Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any?
Kira Cousland: She’s married to Zevran Arainai. She does not believe in guilty pleasures.
Nadia Surana: Does...scaring Templars with a Look count as a ‘guilty pleasure’...
Marian Hawke: There is no such thing as a guilty pleasure to Hawke. At all.
Kaya Lavellan: Kaya likes those sweet Orlesian pastries waaayy too much lmao
20. What do they like that nobody else does?
Kira Cousland: Dragon fighting slkjdfds she’s fought and felled at least 5 of those bastards--two of which were gods and the other was made out of lightning.
Nadia Surana: ...blood magic.
Marian Hawke: lmao she likes Anders, even when he’s mean about her choice of boyfriend.
Kaya Lavellan: She likes Solas... sort of. He pisses her off, but she considered him a friend at one point.
oc asks that reveal more than you think
“Blue! What the hell happened to your eyes?”
“Hell if I know, Varric. Why? You don’t like them?”
“There was a reason I decided to call you, Blue, you know.”
I’m very glad I made the decision to put Anchor Green in Kaya’s eyes before starting Trespasser
we did it!!! finally!! after having owned this game for two years!!