#lessaboteur

[despiour]

@lessaboteur replied to your post: “... don't eat dirt :/”:

yeah, for plants, you idiot

What are people but just taller, more ignorant plants?

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@lessaboteur replied to your post: “are there any acceptable nicknames or terms of endearment for you,...”:

interesting

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Is it?

[lcgacyofages-a]

lessaboteur replied to your post: why are fereldans tall?? is there a secret to it??...

i don’t need to be tall to stab your kidneys

“And this is why Orlesians aren’t invited to Fereldan parties.”

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@lessaboteur​ is making a bad decision by talking to me (x).

Nethra watched her clean the blade with arms crossed over his chest and a clever smile. It was a ritual practice, at least for him, to keep blades as clean as the day they were first acquired. It kept them sharp and allowed every new kill to be cleanly christened; No one would be denied; no one was unworthy of his blades. So watching how ceremonious another was with this rite was always interesting to him. He found Velani to be quite like-minded. And just like her, he kept his arms folded as she approached. 

“Giving in to me can be plenty of fun.” He took note briefly of the truthful irony in that statement, being that he came to the physical world from a spirit of Temptation. “But you’ve got a point. It’s too easy this way. How about you charm me, instead?”

[despiour]

@lessaboteur​ continued from here.

Felassan chuckled loudly. “If I wanted to hurt you, I would not have to ask if you felt it. But I think for now I will focus on simply healing you.” Felassan finished cleaning the wound, and then rubbed his hands together, preparing his magic to properly mend the torn flesh. “Now this will hurt. I was never too blessed with the art healing magic. But it’ll get the job done, with a sting.” With that, his hands hovered above her, focusing a glow of blue light which brought the wound to a clean fix.

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are there any acceptable nicknames or terms of endearment for you, solas

If you wish call me by anything other than my name, the most appropriate term would be ‘hahren’.

[despiour]

@lessaboteur replied to your post: “Do you want to get out of here? Go somewhere private?” fellllll”:

"Not... anywhere in particular. I didn't know where to take you." highkey just doesnt know how dates work whoops

“Then how about we get lost in the woods for a few hours?” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Could be romantic.”

[lcgacyofages-a]

@lessaboteur liked for a starter with Etienne

The Empress’s party was as to be expected. He had adorned the mask his father had commissioned for him; a bit plainer than the rest of his family’s to denote his status as a mage of the White Spire, but still elegant. And while he enjoyed parties, he knew there was a danger to them if one were to venture too far. Judging by how his step mother kept looking at him, he was sure there was danger for him.

She was terrible at thinking he didn’t notice.

Etienne smiled at her, raising his glass but not drinking. Grey eyes watched about, taking note of everyone...

His eyes fell on an elven woman who didn’t seem to entirely...Fit. Ignored by most due to being an elf but...There was definitely something about her. And he watched as she made her way out of the room and he felt inclined to follow.