#redandnotyetdead

[oswald-the-mage]

Bail (Inside an Orlesian Chantry cell for extra info)

First of all she was shocked to be Cigur’s first choice in a contact, but then again, he was in Orlais, and Cigur’s brother was in the Free Marches, wasn’t he? Huh. She guessed she was a lot closer, seeing as how she lived in the country. Maybe not so weird. “Okay, what would it take to get you out of there?”

[liris-the-grey]

Regress

[Send “Regress” to meet my muse as a child]

Squiggles of ash on the stone walls made the shapes of stick people in varying sizes, and the small mage who was knelt before the wall had and incriminating lump of charcoal in her hand. She was too preoccupied with her present portion of the masterpiece to notice the person walking up behind her until their shadow blocked her source of light. The elf girl whipped her head around, her eyes wide with shock.

“Um…I…umm…..”

She turned around fully, her head hanging in shame.

“I’m in trouble, aren’t I?”

[oswald-the-mage]

Nightmare @redandnotyetdead (Honestly the mun is afraid of what it could be)

[send “Nightmare+URL” for a nightmare (drabble) my muse has had about that person]

As she walked through her destroyed forest, she walked up to see the remains of what had been last been taken down by the inquisitor. She saw a red behemoth with the inquisitor sword sticking from its chest, and a familiar amulet on the ground attached to a broken chain. She knew this necklace, and she knew what that meant. This wasn’t some random red templar… This was Cigur…

This was deeply upsetting, as she picked it up. Her eyes watering, she pocketed the amulet. Cigur’s brother should probably have it, and she should get away from the red lyrium…

[count-di-luna]

redandnotyetdead reblogged your photo:templarmaxus: kabuki-kitty: I CAN’T BELIEVE...

I shit you not, I just finished the quest about her and it’s real

I know the bear is a thing, but I have never seen the codex entry :D

[count-di-luna]

"I take it you and Oswald know Each other fairly well, Anders?" The old Templars eyes flashed Red as he knocked on the Mages door to a tavern room "I don't think you'd remember me, the Name is Cigur, I was the templar you headbutted and boke my nose"

Anders tried to remember. “Might have happened. I did headbutt quite a few templars when I was a kid. So you know Oswald?”

[absolutionandscars]

"Good evening Ser the name is Cigur, Which tower did you serve in?" He coughed heavily, using his napkin to catch a glowing red dust that expelled from his lungs "Don't mind that, I've almost broken the addiction"

   Alexander eyed the other man silently. His huge form seeming looming and threatening with the fading sunlight in his back. Eventually he shifted his stance minutely, looking just a little more relaxed, as he rumbled slowly: “Reimhardt… Alexander is my name. I served at Hossberg”, then after a little pause, “And Kirkwall. But it doesn’t matter anymore. The order is gone and now I serve the Inquistion. As do you?” There was a hint of uncertainty in his voice. The old templar’s memory wasn’t the best anymore, but he was certain to not have seen Cigur’s face before.