JUDGE.

[thequeerwithoutfear-deactivated]

pick your battles. pick… pick fewer battles than that. put some battles back. that’s too many 

[embershx]

*Picks up another battle while maintaining eye contact* Make me

[vindictan]

             Your Daddy Issues has just logged in.

[theirinking-blog]

all my life i have always run away from who i was ; a bastard , an orphan , a stable boy , a templar in training  , and a warden . but ever since i became a gray warden , i started to do something more with my life . i began to do something good , and i was actually good at it . fighting the darkspawns , the archdemon , and blight , all of those experience made me who i am today . i am maric’s son and cailen’s brother — i am alistair theirin ; king of ferelden .                         dragon age role play blog || portrayed by ailli 

[lanzerel]

Architect Sami Angawi

[vindictan]

MXTHAL APPEARED TO HIM.

              ‘ What a pleasant surprise . . . hello , dear WIFE. ’

[shewhomuses]

                                              Some legends are ᴛᴏʟᴅ,                                         some turn to dust or to 𝑔𝑜𝓁𝒹—-                                             but you will remember me,                                           remember me for ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇs.

[sheepandwolves]

Elvhenan

“Before the ages were named or numbered, our people were glorious and eternal and never-changing. Like the great oak tree, they were constant in their traditions, strong in their roots, and ever reaching for the sky.

They felt no need to rush when life was endless. They worshiped gods for months at a time. Decisions came after decades of debate, and an introduction could last for years. From time to time, our ancestors would drift into centuries-long slumber, but this was not death, for we know they wandered the Fade in dreams.

In those ages, our people called all the land Elvhenan, which in the old language means ‘place of our people.’ And at the center of the world stood the great city of Arlathan, a place of knowledge and debate, where the best of the ancient elves would go to trade knowledge, greet old friends, and settle disputes that had gone on for millennia.

But while our ancestors were caught up in the forever cycle of ages, drifting through life at what we today would consider an intolerable pace, the world outside the lush forests and ancient trees was changing.”

- “The Fall of Arlathan,” as told by Gisharel, keeper of the Ralaferin clan of the Dalish elves.

The Anderfels | Antiva | Fereldan | The Free Marches | Nevarra | Orlais | Par Vollen | Rivain | The Tevinter Imperium | The Dales |

[themusewhomuses]

i’m a MONSTER who knows no mercy when cries can be heard from miles away   i’m a MONSTER who’s familiar with the taste of blood in their mouths i’m a MONSTER who’s driven merely for the pleasure of spreading death like a plague

[sheepandwolves]

The Dales

“A great exodus of elves undertook the journey to their new home, crossing ocean, desert, and mountain. Their city, the first elven city since the fabled Arlathan, was called Halamshiral. A new era had begun for the elves.

But the old era wasn’t through with them. In their forest city, the elves turned again to worship their silent, ancient gods. They became increasingly isolationist, posting Emerald Knights who guarded their borders with jealousy, rebuking all efforts at trade or civilized discourse. Dark rumors spread in the lands that bordered the Dales, whispers of humans captured and sacrificed to elven gods.

And then came an attack by the elves on the defenseless village of Red Crossing. The Chantry replied with the Exalted March of the Dales, and the era of the elven kingdom came to an end. Halamshiral was utterly destroyed, the elves driven out, scattered, left to survive on goodwill alone.”

- From Ferelden: Folklore and History, by Sister Petrine, Chantry scholar

The Anderfels | Antiva | Elvhenan | Fereldan | The Free Marches | Orlais | Par Vollen | Rivain | The Tevinter Imperium |

[lavellanpls]

da:i + aesthetics // vallaslin

“Whatever the marks were before, the Dalish have reclaimed them.”

[albrakia]

[themusewhomuses]

I can taste IRON on my lips as velvet runs down my chin. There is a faint ringing in my ear, echoing at me to SURVIVE. I can see blazes of red and orange erupting around me, the gray cloud filling up my nostrils–the disgusting faint smell of VICTORY lingers in the air.

[rpxmusings]

 I ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ minded being                on  my σωη.                                 Then something BROKE                                  in me                                  and  I                    wanted to                         go                    h  o  m  e                                   to be where                                          y  o  u                                               are.

[vindictan]

                       Independent roleplay blog for Elgar’nan, the God of Vengeance and All-Father.

                                                         WHAT’S A MOB TO A GOD?

                                                                      Rules   Ask

                                                     ENTER

[fancied-another-meme]

↖Slow as fuck with replies but does it anyway.. eventually..

[themusewhomuses]

                                                           Choose wisely                                               History will remember you as a                                                      HERO or MONSTER

[moonskek-deactivated20251028]

By Julian Bauer