During my current playthrough, I came across a location in the Exalted Plains that I had previously missed. It was the ruins of an ancient arena (of the gladiatorial variety, I imagine), and there were two large statues of Fen’Harel marking the entrance. I found this interesting and wondered if the Dread Wolf was also associated with prowess in battle before he was reduced to a superstition that the Dalish strive to avoid. We get some information about this when Solas says that “The Dread Wolf inspired hope in my friends, and fear in my enemies”, as well as in his conversations with Blackwall, where both discuss their experiences in war.
“You live and breathe war. You understand it. It is home to you,” Solas says. He then comments that it is nice to see something familiar in another. On another occasion, Blackwall says “For all your experience, Solas, you don’t carry yourself like a soldier.” “You should’ve seen me when I was younger. Hot-blooded and cocky. Always ready to fight,” Solas answers. This implies that, especially when he was younger, Solas enjoyed battle and often sought it out, which certainly leaves room for the possibility of him involving himself in such activities as gladiatorial competitions. In Inquisition, we often see the wise, knowledgeable, level-headed guide, the teacher. But in Dragon Age 4, I believe that we will see the deadly strategist, the cunning warrior, the general capable of commanding legions. When Solas says that he does not want Lavellan to see what he becomes, I think what he means is that he himself will become a weapon, a dealer of destruction, just like he was before when he waged war against the Evanuris. Ruthless. I think we will see just how terrifying the Dread Wolf can be.
18-19 May 1536— “This morning she sent for me, that I might be with her at such time as she received the good Lord, to the intent I should hear her speak as touching her innocency always to be clear. And in the writing of this, she sent for me, and at my coming she said: ‘Mr. Kingston, I hear I shall not die aforenoon, and I am very sorry therefore, for I thought to be dead by this time, and past my pain’. I told her, it should be no pain, it was so sottle. And then she said, ‘I heard say the executioner was very good, and I have a little neck’, and then put her hands about it, laughing heartily. I have seen many men and also women executed, and that they have been in great sorrow, and to my knowledge this lady has much joy in death. Sir, her almoner is continually with her, and had been since two o'clock after midnight. This is the effect of anything that is here at this time, and thus fare you well.” [Letter from Sir W. Kingston, Constable of the Tower, to Thomas Cromwell]
No note. No scent trail. After determining that there is nothing inherently magical or deadly about them, he spends the entire rest of the day researching symbolism and archaic demon customs, trying to figure out what kind of death threat he’s just been handed.
It doesn’t occur to him until nightfall, when the neighbors start discussing their romantic dinner plans at a decibel he has trouble tuning out, that he realizes the flowers might not have been delivered with malicious intent.
Because, apparently, today is Valentine’s Day. And apparently someone decided that Derek should receive flowers to celebrate the occasion.
Derek Hale has a secret admirer.
He honestly would have preferred the death threat.