#ourinquisition

[abracafockyou-archived]

a better version of that meme for rune would be "find my muses room full of lizards"

That’s every day tho.

[revasulahn-blog]

@ourinquisition

“You, er-- you mended this, yeah? It’s-- it’s good. Good work.”

[dryadalismagicae]

@ourinquisition  ||  Liked the Starter Call  ||  For Angelo~ <3

It had been brutal; the sight of the massacre was seared unto his eyes and the dalish male could not rid himself of the thoughts, of the horrific screams he had heard, of the crying out for aid...  The encampment of refugees had been heading toward the Crossroads; having heard of the Inquisitions aid there, and Lyrian had joined simply to help those seeking the refuge, aiding their injured as they moved. It was bizarre just how often he did such a thing those days - finding those in the wilderness and aiding them for the outside was all he had known - he knew things most shem didn’t, after all... The attack had come from nowhere and not even Lyrian himself had sensed or heard it coming be it due to simply being too busy or perhaps because he had not been sleeping he had not noted anything - but it  happened. It happened.  From nowhere had devious beings lept into their camp and slaughtered those not quick enough to stand, to defend themselves, even those unable to do either were ended there and then. The battle from thereon had been vile, fierce, uncomfortable. Twenty percent of the camp had been killed, children now without parents, parents without children; it had been nary short of heartbreaking. Those of whom were left aided in burying the dead and chose to carry on their pilgrimage; injured or otherwise.  It felt like an age before they arrived but oh, it was good that they did. The injured were growing worse day by day and those that had witnessed the horror before their eyed needed comfort and safety of a protected place in order to come to terms with it all. Ignoring his own injuries did Lyrian aid the others as best he could before he collapsed near to a wall, an arm around his waist to support sore ribs and heavy cuts and bruises, his head dipped; white hair stained with blood both his own and not; dizzy, uncomfortable, screams echoing in his head. Ah - the nightmares would be fierce come nightfall, if he even attempted sleep.  

[prismbursts]

@ourinquisition || sc. <3 Mahevin gets to meet Thomas! 

“Hey, you over there! Do you mind lending us a hand?”  The Inquisition’s courtyard, busy as always, especially with the new shipments. Alas... he and his two helpers found themselves unable to lift the crate with tools that needed to get to the smithy. Leave the preachings to the Chantry mothers present in Skyhold - Thomas knew his place within the chantry... and would help wherever it was needed. Even if it meant coordinating the delivery of various materials and other things to their destinations, jumping in for a chantry sister who did not bear well with the cold of Skyhold.

    The qunari however... looked big and strong, certainly, and thinking more of it, Thomas was pretty sure that this was probably the first one he saw in flesh. However, if they both were here... then hopefully he would find a helping hand. 

[secretsandhushedwhispers]

eon, if you had the choice, would you want to be the inquisitor?

Send one of my characters a question and I’ll draw them answering it!

Vector image from here

Eon’s coat inspired from this mod. 

Edit: changed cursive to regular print to reduce eye strain.

[dalathin]

oh yeah? angelo is 6'8" and bakes beat thAT tumblr

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There are literal tears in my eyes I’m hysterical oh my god I cannot breathe oaldghalfk

[thebloodychampion]

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[ofxelvhen]

What is your favorite AU with falon'din?

My favorite AU actually differs on which I have the most muse and ideas for at the moment! ‘Cause of my ADHD I have a tendency to hyperfixate on verses when I have ideas for them and just kind of. scream at Fox because who else?

At this moment my favorite AU is where, instead of being raised and horribly neglected and sometimes physically abused he’s sold into slavery as a child. He escapes initially and lives alone in the wild befriending animals but as civilization dawns and spreads he gets caught again and bounces between masters, either managing to run away or being sold for being too violent and reckless and insubordinate. He’s about to be executed when Dirthamen finds him, stops the execution, and lifts the vallaslin from his face freeing him and taking him home.

It takes ages for Athim (he’s functionally nameless for ages but I still use his childhood name to refer to him until he takes the mantle of Falon’Din) to trust Dirthamen because it makes little sense; Dirthamen’s a noble, living with his mother, Mythal, and Mythal hates him. She doesn’t like having Athim in their house, doesn’t like anything about him and she normally ignores him unless she can’t.

Athim runs away fairly frequently at first, hiding in alleys and befriending animals and such, eventually, after he gets upset at Dirthamen for not, Dirthamen will sometimes follow him and buy him dinner and offer to take him back if he wants. By then Athim knows he’s free to come and go in Dirthamen and Mythal’s home, despite her displeasure at it, and he’s allowed to use the servants for his own needs.

From there the verse is pretty similar to canon, but he’s always a little more violent and volatile, and never loses the feral edge he picked up on his own in the wild and in the alleys running from slavery. He also swears quite a bit for a while which is a marked dialogue change.

(I also like the AU where Falon’Din was born first and Dirthamen was sold into slavery.)