#tevintage

[erwinsundercut]

For the 3 sentence fic. Eruri, Victorian au

I’m not good with time period-based English (and accents as well) but I gave it a try! Thank you for the ask~

“I’ve always considered Mr. Ackerman to be a most unpleasant sort of man, so brash and lacking manners of polite society. Truly, I cannot comprehend how Lord Smith could possibly enjoy his company, let alone prefer it to that of more worthy gentlemen. How would he find an agreeable lady of good breeding for a wife if he continues to associate with commoners?”

- some stuck up lady who has yet to realize that Lord Smith isn’t looking for a wife lmao

[tevintageart]

Start and end of my last Ziel painting.

[lyrium-stained-blog]

{Wolf Pack} [Fenris, Alistair, Cullen, Hawke, Dorian]

ooc note;; I decided to just...make the posting order the order that people replied in the OOC chat. If that’s alright? Also, I wasn’t sure if Cullen was really in on it or not, so please let me know if you aren’t going to be involved, Alex! ETA: Alex is game.

It had never been a big secret that Fenris had arrived at Skyhold. As a person of note in one of the most read books in Thedas, the rumor had spread like wildfire. So had the rumor that he was trying to get a group together to venture out to the Hissing Wastes. He had originally asked Josephine to find agents to spare, but the Inquisition didn’t have the spare resources. After some particularly failed attempts at research on the Venatori, Fenris had broken down and decided just to do it himself. When he made the decision, he’d been eating dinner with some of the servants, mentioning that he would be leaving three days later, in the morning. They told other servants, who told more servants, and within the next day, the whole castle had at least heard of the expedition.

Regardless of whether or not the attention had garnered interest and aid, on the third day, Fenris was strapped into his armor and ready to leave. He had his fur vest and a tattered scarf and hood for the cold, but made plans to find something more on his way. Desert nights were supposed to get bitter cold, according to what little he had been able to find out from the scouts. He didn’t need much else after that, other than his sword and a bit of food to start off with.

After a brief stop to the kitchens, Fenris was headed towards the gate. The small sack of supplies hung over one shoulder. He only stopped to stand to one side of the archway in the hopes that maybe Hawke had decided to join him. He looked around the courtyard for the mage, but couldn’t find the familiar face. He’d wait a few more minutes.

[popgoesthewiener]

Dorian takes one look at Vivienne’s clothes and tsks, “Honey, that is so not--”

Vivienne: Don’t do it.

Dorian: **whispers** Tevintage.

Vivienne: Oh Maker

[taintedelf]

tevintage started following you

He dropped the book he had taken out of the bookcase on the ground. "Who's there?" he quickly asked turning around, his elven eyes shining in the dark. There was supposed to be nobody else in the library this late, that was what Leliana had told him. 

[lionhelms-blog]

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