Tagged by @greypetrel tysm!!!! <3 I almost forgot but I'm still just in time!
I'm not sure who to tag so if you're seeing this, it's YOUR cosmic sign to do WIP Wednesday!
Yet Another Dragon Age Fanfic
Chapter 1: Funeral
kinda wanna laugh at the way I cried
I've been putting on a smile, though somebody died
Oh, I don't know how to act to pretend it's fine
I'm so happy at this funeral, thi—this funeral
(Funeral by Ella Red)
Of course they had one.
And, of course, it was a Saturday in September.
It had been a year after Sarah returned to her Earthen body. She didn’t know why she had kept Sethari’s memories—and it’s not like she could walk around asking people, Hey, do you have these memories of yourself from an alternate universe that just so happens to be a character you created in the hit game known as Dragon Age: Inquisition? No? Just me? Haha, don’t worry about it then! Purely a hypothetical question, please don’t put me in a mental institute!
So Sarah had settled for the next best thing: done her best to weather the compounding grief of losing her brother twice as she stood before his empty, closed casket. She was vaguely aware of her family members mingling around and behind her. It was difficult to see them around the tears she couldn’t stop from falling. All she could see was his picture, wreathed in white lilies. His green eyes were bright as he smiled for the photo.
“Aloy?”
She kept seeing the twin branches of his vallaslin beneath those eyes.
When she found it too much to bear, Sarah silently turned heel and walked towards the nearest door. It didn’t matter where it took her, she just needed out.
Sarah stiffened, hand outstretched towards the door. The voice had sounded close and distorted. And…strangely like Sethari's, if she remembered correctly.
Only to find nothing. Instead, a ring of blue light erupted from the center of a smooth, steely surface, which promptly unlocked and opened with a gentle whir.
Great, now I’m going insane with grief, Sarah thought bitterly to herself. Seeing Kieran's Dragon Age-alternate self was one thing—hearing hers was quite another. Shrugging off the odd, cold sensation that shivered down her spine, she reached back out for the door handle.
A holo-lock, a voice answered Sarah’s unspoken question, distinctly different from Sethari’s. It was huskier, lower than hers.
Feeling unsteadier by the second, Sarah pulled the black cardigan she wore over her dress and walked through the door. Hallucination or not, it was still better than staying one more second by that damn, empty casket and that haunting photo.
Her…head. Her head was starting to hurt.
Groaning, she leaned into the wall of the hallway for a second to catch her breath. It was difficult to make out her surroundings. Her vision kept flickering between the demure, carpeted hallway of the funeral home and…and…
Sarah swallowed thickly. Closing her eyes, she began to chant softly to herself.
“I’m at the funeral home. I’m stepping out for air. I’m at the funeral home.” Another deep breath. “And I’m not seeing the entryway to the base of Horizon: Forbidden West.”
As I get ever closer to finishing my Sethari Lavellan playthrough of DA:V (and therefore ever closer to actually finishing the last chapter of NADAF), I thought I would take a moment to actually introduce my OCs:
Kieran Lavellan (he/him) - The Inquisitor Who Broke Time
Sethari Lavellan (she/her) - Former Ambassador of Clan Lavellan turned Gray Warden, Best Sister to the Inquisitor
Thorn Alwir (she/they) - Local Fade Nerd Just Trying Their Best
I asked the DA discord server I’m on what gift/event would earn a big amount of approval (romance or non-romance) and @transprincecaspian gave us a start to a mew tag game!! (If you’d like to see his, I reblogged it and its somewhere in the abyss of my blog - and his!!)
And so ✨tag game✨ For any OCs you’d like! I’ll tag @vahingoniloinenlapsi @nightmarist @blightbear @sharpe-teeth @rustythorns @ell-vellan @flashhwing and @demandthedoodles if they’d like to do it! As always no pressure :)
My DA OCs below the cut:
Kieran Lavellan - Compendium of Ferelden Wildlife; a bound tome of flora and fauna with herbs, flowers and leaves pressed between the pages. It smells faintly of marigold and mint.
Sethari Lavellan - Ornate bow; a hand-carved bow made of maple wood. Upon closer look, several wolves have been carved running along the limbs.
Tagging @vahingoniloinenlapsi @rustythorns @blightbear and @nightmarist and anyone else who'd like to do it! If you like tag games and would like to be included in my tagging roster, feel free to let me know and conversely, if you don't want to be tagged anymore, let me know too!~
Kieran Lavellan: He's a 10, but he constantly puts his life at risk doing insane magical stunts he thinks will save those he loves
Sethari Lavellan: She's a 10, but she'll always upstage you at any event, even your own birthday party