#moonlightbrunette

[juniper-tree]

Send this to ten other bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep the game going. 🌟🌻💕

Ahh, thank you!! You are so awesome

[fandom-age]

text overlaid atop the dragon age logo that reads "@moonlightbrunette might be the absolute sweetest person in the world. And her writing is so delightful! It's always a pleasure to see her posts."

[bohemiantea-scorpiocoffee]

When you feel like it, I'd like to see what do you with the tarot prompt | 'the emperor: authority, discipline, stubbornness; “You will do as I say.” | for anyone in the Vigilance universe

Sorry this is coming out incoherent and short and focused basically on Lyna. I’m sure I could have taken this into more interesting places, but this is what happened.———————————–

The last place Warden-Commander Lyna Mahariel wanted to be was back at Weisshaupt, fighting a war against her own brothers and sisters in blood, but she was here regardless. A successful raid on a nearby outpost gained her a few potential informants or soldiers -- or hostages, should it come to that. She was soon to find out which.

“You will do as I say.”

The words were scarcely out of her mouth before her memory threw her back fifteen years, standing on a steep road leading toward an isolated village in the Frostbacks. Looking up into Sten’s face had been just like looking up that road, gray and stony and implacable. The difference was the road didn’t talk back. The road didn’t question her judgment or her skill. She’d done enough of that herself, taking on a role she’d been unprepared for but handling all the same because no one else could. Or would.

“Enough of your carping,” she’d said fifteen years ago, worn thin by the Creators-be-damned cold mountain air and Sten’s inexplicable pushing toward simplistic solutions. He was thoughtful and intelligent, if incredibly terse and blunt.

“The Blight is over when the Archdemon is slain, but in case you hadn’t noticed, we need all the help we can get and that means armies. That means Arl Eamon. And that means looking under every ridiculous rock, if we have to, to find Andraste’s ashes to cure him,” she’d said, eyes narrowed, and ignored looks of dismay or worry or faint contempt from the others. She folded her arms across her chest.

“By the time you have collected your rocks, they will be riddled with Blight. You must have a plan that does not include this Arl Eamon,” Sten had said, staring her down.

“When I do, I’ll be sure to tell you. Fenedhis lasa, did you argue like this with your Qun leaders? Get back in line, Sten. That’s an order,” Lyna said, lip curled, and had turned and continued trudging up the path.

“That was rather harsh,” Wynne had remarked about it later.

“Yes it was. I was cold and it’s what he expects from a leader,” Lyna had replied, thoughtfully poking at the fire with a stick. “Leliana wants vision and understanding. Morrigan wants pure pragmatism. Alistair wants...” She’d stuffed down the fluttering in her belly. Either he’d stop flirting and let her be, or he’d finally decide to do something. She’d known what she wanted, had known for over a month. “He wants Duncan back, but next best thing is decisiveness and compassion.”

She hadn’t missed the shrewd, assessing look Wynne leveled at her, the corners of her eyes crinkling.

“I see. Be careful, Grey Warden. There is sometimes a difference between being the leader everyone wants, and the one that everyone needs.”

Fuck you, Wynne. I hate so much that you were right, she thought with an aching pang, the memories receding. Maybe when this infighting was done, she’d go visit Wynne’s memorial. She’d bring Junar, who she hoped was napping and not sneaking away from Zevran or his minders. He was a stubborn and precocious two-year-old. Too much like the both of them. And she deeply resented the necessity that brought her to Weisshaupt to tear down the old Order and rebuild, and away from her son.

[speremint]

@moonlightbrunette

Actually will be answered more in depth when I do the QnA for the comic, but it was actually a class project originally that I expanded on over the summer! :D

[chenria]

I meant to thank you on Monday... but I was limited to tumblr mobile the past week, so replying to asks would have been too tedious. 

Thank you for the birthday wishes last week! ♥

[antivancorvo]

For the ship ratings - Blackwall/Josie

Yeeeees yeeeees very goood it’s an A

I imagine Blackwall would be an absolute gentleman with Josie, and she deserves that. Minus lying about his identity ofc.

Send me a ship and I’ll rate it

[wolftraps]

I noticed you posted your elf-ask 20 hours ago, but if you're still taking them I'd love to hear your thoughts on how the alienage elves would react to one of their own returning (either as a Warden or just left for adventure and then came back).

This would very much depend. It would depend on the circumstances of their leaving and the circumstances of their return.

Leaving to become a Warden is probably one of the better options. People generally hold some respect for wardens and what they do. In the Dragon Age, with a Blight still within memory, it’s even better. But a return for a Warden is definitely only a visit. Being a Warden is kinda a lifelong deal there. I imagine their return would be welcomed. They’d have some kind of makeshift party, everyone would want to hear stories. Children would be all over them to see their weapons. 

The ones who left to “find the Dalish” or for adventure but returned home unsuccessful would probably not receive such a welcome. There would be curiosity from the kids, but mostly some mocking from the adults.

Probably the best scenario is if they left seeking adventure and succeeded and then chose to come back with stories and skills and money to show for it. A Warden is great, but someone who can go and come back better, who actually stay and help their community with what they achieved? They’re the ones who are actually appreciated.

[9thbutterfly]

moonlightbrunette replied to your post “I know I have reblogged a post about backing up your tumblr at some...”

https://tumblr.zendesk.com/hc/en-us/articles/360005118894-Export-your-blog

Thank you.

I remember a post with more different options, so I hope I will find that one again.

Also, I saw this notification on the dashboard, did something else, and when I scrolled down again to reply, it was gone. It was still in my activity, luckily, but ... super reassuring, tumblr.