I Have Zero Faith In Dragon Age 4 Being Worth A Shit Now. How Do You Let Such Phenomenal Talent Go To

No no no because Sigrun DIED because she was a duster. She DIED because of it. Poverty killed Sigrun. She is a walking corpse killed by a society that didn't give a shit about her until she died for it. God I'm OBSESSED with her dialogue with Nathaniel about this!!!

Dwarves in inquisition having a 25 percent magic resistance is retroactively so fun. Like Hawke knows he can graze Varric with a fireball and he'll be fine. Oghren, actively on fire but can't see it past his helmet like "Anybody else warm? It's toasty in here." Sigrun laughs when she gets shocked. She will actively hold onto a charged lightning surface and laugh.

Also though, I bet this makes it really hard to heal them, it'd probably take more than one mage to do it.

[image description: a gif from episode 4.10 of Black Sails. Long John Silver is visible from behind as he walks below decks aboard the Eurydice. Beams of light flicker through the boards of the deck, dappling Silver and the room in partial light.

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oh wait. fun design element, time to read into it too much

so: like the other companions, bull has a few specially-modeled armor designs in addition to his default. here they are.

notice that he's never seen without his giant belt. it's thicker than the ones other characters have, which are mostly just for holding up their pants, and it doesn't sit near his hips. he's wearing it so it wraps around his core muscles, supporting the area between his rib-cage and his pelvis. the way he wears it makes it resemble a back brace, or maybe a lifting belt.

bull is hauling incredibly heavy weapons the size of his entire body around all the time, and for as much as he plays like he doesn't care about his safety, he’s both forward-thinking and already disabled - he wears a leg brace, is missing an eye and some of his digits, probably more he never mentions. the belt he's always wearing is so he doesn't fuck up his back.

Incuriosity is thriving at the moment. People seem incredibly proud of publicly renouncing critical thinking in favor of asserting a frustratingly simplistic “thing good or thing bad” mindset. (...) Worse yet, we’ve come to think of art—all art—as commercial goods that warrant this calculation of the “Moral Nutrition Facts” to ensure we’re not feeding anything “bad” to our brains. So we arrive at a place where art is constantly screaming its own virtues at us. All the rough edges get sanded away, and the lines between “good person” and “bad person” are boldly drawn with one of those ridiculously large Sharpies in mass-produced, infantilizing literature that reassures us that we are good people for putting it on our shelves.

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I was going to say… that perhaps you're more concerned with whether or not people talk about what you and I may be doing behind closed doors… than with what we actually are doing.

Here's a recent wip. Must put some dedication into a fanpiece of this great movie, so finishing it might take a while. As fast I made the sketch, as long I was trying to remember how to fucking color.

i love you foils i love you gothic doubles i love you clones i love you alter egos i love you twins and false identities and shadow selves and reflections and ghosts and eidola and puppets and masks and

Svarah Sun-Hair and Cassandra, drawn for @ripplesofaqua in @black-emporium-exchange 2023

diagnosed w/ slutty :(