you are the hero of ferelden. no matter your origin you watch those you love most be ripped from you. death becomes an endless cycle which seems to follow you wherever you go. the fate of the world rests on your shoulders as you know you can never return home. home is gone now. home is buried with your family, jailed with your closest ally, cradled by the ancestors, forgotten like your beloved, lost to time in the murky glass of the eluvian- dead in your arms, killed at your hand. you are the hero of ferelden and it is your destiny to die. when next the world falls apart, you do not come. this world does not deserve your pity.
you are the champion of kirkwall. you are a refugee, cold and hungry and sold into labour. your mother hates you, though she will never say it. it's your fault the ogre killed your sibling, your fault the taint took the other. but you are happy. you have everything, friends and family and status and riches. you defeat the people plaguing your glorious city, you are the people's hero. you will always know even as she came back, isabela left you to die. you are happy but you are alone. you have everything and then you are rocking back and forth begging please please please do not take my mother as well. you have nothing, but you for a single second, you had everything. you are the champion of kirkwall, and your ally has blown up the chantry. where is your home now that everything is your fault?
you are the herald of andraste. and you are so, so scared. these people do not trust you, do not like you, would feed you to the fade if they could. they do not care if you follow another religion, you are their herald. you can never return home because heroes do not have homes. they say home is the people you choose, but you didn't choose these people, did you? every step you take aches. thousands reach out to touch you, for safety. for comfort. you are a black hole close to destruction, and you cannot do this. you are the herald of andraste and you have not been yourself for so long now.
Redraw of an old comic to celebrate 3K followers on twitter!
Solas, heavily injured after his fight with Elgar'nan's dragon, entering the Fade with Lavellan. He's been injured like this before of course, but he's always dealt with it alone. He would hole himself away for weeks, trembling as he slowly dressed and tended to his own wounds, casting what little healing magic would speed up his recovery. The physical pain wasn't the worst part though. No, he can deal with physical pain. It was the sheer isolation of it all. Being forced to be stagnant just made him think about how alone he truly was.
The adrenaline of his current situation wears off and he begins to waver. His wounds are catching up to him and he can already feel that he needs more than simple healing magic. He lets out a soft, resigned sigh. He's done this before and he can do it again, but it's never pleasant.
But then, as he stumbles, he feels hands reach out to support him. The feeling takes him by surprise for a brief moment. But then he remembers. He'd been so prepared to deal with this alone, as he always does, but then he remembers that she's here. He doesn't have to face this pain alone. For the first time in millennia, he actually has support. And the feeling makes him want to cry.
i hate when you google a word and some fucking company comes up instead. Do you think you are more important than the english dictionary you piece of shit corporation
they think they are being sooooo discreet
Fallout 4 companions part 1 !!!! Here we go again :)
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I got a cameo, with male solasmancers in mind. Apparently this falls under an acting commission rather than a cameo (smth about going through their agent instead of a regular cameo..?) but GDL was very kind in reading my script anyway ;w;
Transcript:
Vhenan, will you dance with me? You may lead if you'd like. I would not refuse to be in the arms of a beautiful man such as yourself. You’ve remarkable strength, having forged your identity for yourself. You stand deservedly proud of the man that you are. Let no one tell you otherwise. Ar lath ma, vhenan.
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Since people liked it i made a toy that works on the computer: https://nick-nonya.itch.io/trampoline-toy Have fun!
i cant stop making these it's so fun
⚠️MINOR.⚠️ 🧍♂️he/him [im a lil trans guy]🧍♂️ 🎨Artist, i make my own stuff.🖌 🙏i am definitely too shy to post anything😭 ☢️Really like fallout and DAI🐉 [Heavy multi-shipper] [lots of reblogging] idk what else to say. thanks for reading?? you can find more of me at-> https://linktr.ee/Logging.kari0
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