#nekropolii

[archontem]

how does radonis feel about nevarra and the mortalitasi?

That… varies and depends on a lot of factors.

During Inquisition, Nevarra and Tevinter are on the verge of going to war and Radonis is not happy with that. He makes it extremely clear in Magekiller that having to hold a double front, in the south and in the north, would be disastrous and absolutely unfeasible. 

Now… Radonis doesn’t like King Markus Pentaghast. He thinks the man is weak and manipulable and, granted, if Radonis were the one to manipulate him then he would at least tolerate the presence as something useful. As things are, it’s more likely that Markus is in the hands of the Mortalitasi themselves.

The Mortalitasi are mages who perform ritualistic-religious magic and who have political influence, despite being technically under the influence of the Southern Chantry. Philosophically, their doctrine is actually Tevinter in origin (founded by Tevinter mage Vitus Fabria who was advisor of Caspar Pentaghast). Radonis is neutral towards them as far as their spiritual/magical ideas go, politically speaking he finds himself between respecting them for how they inserted themselves in the world of politics and power despite restrictions and watching them warily and attentively — more or less for the same reason. They have power, they are to be taken into account if he wants to mess with the Nevarran rule.

Now, the war itself was quite obviously being instigated by the Venatori, who had not only infiltrated the Mortalitasi but were also controlling King Markus with blood magic. That’s not enough of a reason to make a blanket statement about Nevarra, in Radonis’ opinion. His… feelings towards the nation as a whole are probably as blurred as they can only get when a possibly hostile foreign power is also historically tied to your own, as Nevarra used to be a Tevinter “city state”. Also at least one Archon was half Nevarran (half Planasene because that was the name of the tribe back then, but). 

All in all, it may well feel like side-eyeing hard your slightly-more-southern relative.

[asteeledheart]

@nekropolii

maker, does she look capable even amidst the handful of nevarrans she’s encountered, who are a decidedly capable bunch. “lady marangoz,” a cordial tilt of her head and sidri reminds herself to ask cassandra for more information later and then filter it through leliana, who can offer insight of her own. “the inquisition welcomes you.” 

she stands lightly, hands moving to smooth out the folds of her jacket. “what may we do for you?”

[aglaecan]

i don’t normally post these things but i’m laughing because of how accurate this one is. three (3) of katie’s blogs. gaia. skitty. michelle. skells. luca. gabby. see also: my people

[leviathanwielded-moved-blog]

@nekropolii

“Dragonhunters... a glamorous title for a work that sounds more bloody than anything.” Personally, she had not seen a dragon before - yes, the corrupted beast that obeyed Corypheus, but was a chained dog the same as a wolf? A hopeless case, though: while she was stuck here in Skyhold, she would not see a dragon - and upon further reflection, she did not want to see one here anyway. Still... these people were interesting enough simply because they were strangers to her. Not the unbearable arcanist, not the smith who refused to talk to her, not one of the agents interrogating her, not the Inquisitoir doing.. she was not exactly sure what the Inquisitor was doing, but it bothered her anyway. These people though... she did not know that woman and a beggar can’t be picky: anyone would do.

    “Have you slain many dragons in the name of the Inquisition?” While Dagna would enhance their weapons with runes and weave protective sigils into their armor, she might as well have a chat with ... their leader? At least if she would be accepted as conversation partner. Not something to be taken for granted these days. 

[teleidoscopic]

@nekropolii || zeynep.

               “Stories would oft times trickle down of the Nevarran dragon hunters. And, ‘twould appear even the Breach brings these fables out from their own far-flung pockets in the world. Tell me -- are you here to offer your knowledge in the threat that Corypheus’ own dragon poses, I wonder? Or, perhaps it is the thrill of the hunt that beckons you?”

[lockenhearted-blog]

👔 draw ur boy bein fancy

WORKING ON IT!!!!! 

I commissioned my best friend (@Sidlaux – she has amazing art pls check her out) to help me out with his outfit and it’s coming along!! I’ll def be painting it when we’ve finalised the colours haha 

[makerbound]

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief. ( from mehmet if you're still accepting, that is! )

deathless. (not accepting)

Part of her had always hated proverbs. She wanted to retort with a snide comment, ask if he’d eaten wisdom for breakfast, but the other part of her––the one that regularly nudged her to read light fare literature by dim candlelight in bed (she would need glasses before long)––paused, recognizing something in him that sounded at once romantic and forlorn and, above all, so achingly familiar it had her frown. 

It wasn’t hard to tag him as Nevarran; not only had Josie casually let her know about the Forsythia family come calling, but his accent would have given him away the moment he talked––just like it did with her, under that veneer of Orlesian-ness she had acquired in her nigh twenty years in Val Royaux. 

It wasn’t hard to tag him as Nevarran at all. It was harder, though, to pull on the threads of familiarity. 

Cassandra frowned harder. “…do I know you?” 

[spiritsandstealth-blog]

@nekropolii liked for a starter from Salem

“So, dragons , huh?” He asked Zeynep, eyes glinting with curiosity. He’d never actually seen one for himself, but his mother had told stories about great beasts ruling the skies that she had heard from the caravans, and it was always once to think of such beasts... as long as they stay a great distance from him.

 “It might be an odd request, but if you ever find a dragonling’s tooth that’s a decent size, I’d like to make a cast out of one. My parents had matching ones made from everite-- my father bought it off of a weaponsmith that had created a mold for it-- and I’d like to surprise my sister with one she can give her lover.”