URGENT!!!!! Can Anyone Find The Image From The Art Book Of An Inquisitor's Gloved Hand Reaching Out To

We finally know which tattoo stands for which faction, thanks to @pinkyjulien's folder!

These were a little bit trickier, but I also wanted to include the full body tattoos. Please note that while the files list Dalish and Veil Jumper tattoos the same way, I felt like it was worth making a distinction between the two of them in this list. You can definitely just read all tattoos as either Veil Jumper or Dalish tattoos, however. Also, pretty sure the devs didn't label them so no one would feel restricted.

he knows of the brands. in their journey to crestwood, he asks about hers. he is curious, and they have built a rapport he has come to enjoy. she's a surface dwarf, born far from orzammar, so, why?

she surprisingly admits to him a lyrium deal gone wrong. caught by the guards, and before they tried to take her hands, they held her down and burned it onto her face. she also mentions a daring escape, a furious mother, and a lashing. she laughs at it now, but he can see in her eyes the ancient, unhealed fear.

this is not what he came here for. he had meant to regale her with knowledge of the titans--carefully curated, of course--to give her something to chew on. to keep her focus away from him, where it seems to remain steadfastly these days. but he looks at her and sees the brand and he cannot help himself. "if you like, i know a spell."

she is unfamiliar with magic. could not comprehend that something like this is not possible for any normal hedge mage--that he could take it away. the mistake. restore her. make it all as it once was. she is bewildered, excited. she should not be.

but, foolishly, he allows it to embolden him. takes the naked trust in her eyes that look at him too closely and lets it carry his hands up to her face with a practiced ease. the light from his palm is gentle, flowing like water, and when it is over, she is new. she touches her skin in awe, like the thousands he has helped before her, and what was once a cold place inside him suddenly feels...warm.

ar lasa mala revas. you are free.

she stares, waiting for him to be the mirror through which she sees herself.

the words spill forth, honest and true. "you are so beautiful."

...and so, so unwise.

Solas & Lavellan at the end of DAI, Trespasser and DAV

Congrats to them for finally having an ending together!

(you know, there's something to say about how in every other one, they are separated from each other, but in their end slide they are reunited, embracing and not letting go)

In the shadow of a god

in case you want confirmation on whether Solas starts sobbing after Lavellan says “There is no fate but the love we share” 🥹

Fen'Harel ma Ghilana

(Solavellan but like an opera)

“The failure was mine. I should pay the price…”

this whole idea in both the fandom and the games themselves that being a people attached to their past & a lost civilization is a failing whereas a celebration of the present is something to strive for wrt elven & dwarven culture is something that reads as fundamentally western & liberal to me.

there are so many moments in veilguard where they Almost hit on something really good but then it's never touched again. like. harding has an entire religious crisis that is never touched on outside of that one scene. bellara asks how the dalish culture can continue; what do they keep, and what do they leave behind? the question isn't discussed again. neve thinks it's nbd that mythal chose to side with elgar'nan and remain in power after the war? can we interrogate that? discuss whether or not you can change something from within - and if you should even try?