I spent way more time on this one than I had planned because I kept redoing parts of it, but here it is, my next ‘Dragon Age Purikura’ illustration.
After I did the first one of my Warden and Alistair, I needed one with Cullen and Inquisitor Trevelyan together this time. (Of course she added lion sticker decorations to the photo, even though Cullen requested she “use anything but that.”)
heheh. Awww, c’mon, Commander, photo booth pictures are supposed to be cute!~
I intend to make even more of these silly things because they’re so fun!
Meet Alexei Trevelyan, my male mage inquisitor. :D
I have him for some time now, but I still need to finish his playthrough. Since now I’ve got a new pc, I thought I should try DAI again and, wow, the game with the new graphics look completely different! I also took the oportunity to do a makeover on Alexei, as I wasn’t happy with his first appearance. Now I think I really like him. xD
This blog gives me life. Also may I ask for Inquisition companions reaction to the inquisitor having a beautiful singing voice?
Yooo I’m actually doing one too. I can’t even thank the two new mods enough for how much they have been writing since they started modding this blog. Therefore I decided that I would finally fulfill this request that mod other originally sent in probably over a year ago.
Cassandra: Cassandra was pleasantly surprised by their singing voice. She found them humming in the Skyhold gardens on afternoon when she was looking for them. If they are Andrastian, she could faintly hear the words of the Chant of Light and if they aren’t, then she didn’t recognize what song they were singing. She let them be for a while, before she had to actually talk with them for the reason she had come there. If their singing brought a few tears to her eyes, then who was she going to tell?
Solas: Solas had found that he didn’t really care for most of the music that was popular since he woke up. He missed the old songs of the elves. However when he hears the inquisitor sing, he has to admit that they were good and he actually enjoyed listening to them. He felt it only necessary to tell them what he thought of their singing and briefly inquires what his friends in the fade would think of their beautiful voice.
Varric: He found out that the Inquisitor could sing during a tipsy game of wicked grace. The inquisitor didn’t seem to be quite wasted yet but they seemed to be feeling the alcohol in their system. Then at some point as they were playing, the inquisitor started to sing. It was pretty, not something you would expect to hear from someone drunk and Varric was impressed. He cheered them on and had them sing him a few songs while he bought them drinks. He would definitely be using them as a model for a bard character in one of his new serials.
Sera: Growing up in Denerim, Sera wasn’t exactly exposed to a lot of music beyond whatever bards inhabited the local taverns. It also seemed that all they wanted to sing about was the Hero of Ferelden which was great and all, they were the Savior from the Fifth Blight, but it got old after so long. So when she heard the Inquisitor, she didn’t really have much background to base it on. But she knew she liked it, which was more than the bard in the Herald’s Rest whom she detested singing about her. “It’s good yeah? People like songs. It makes you seem like people again.”
Vivienne: Vivienne first heard the Inquisitor sing whilst they were entertaining a particularly strange noble at Skyhold. They kept insisting to hear the Inquisitor sing, saying that they heard a rumor of how good they were. With a sigh, they finally agreed after a few days of the noble asking them and began to sing for the nobles, right there in the great hall. Now the Circle wasn’t the most musically enriching place but the courts of Orlais more than made up for it. The singing from the inquisitor brought a smile to her face and she was glad to hear it. Later that week, when the noble had left Skyhold, she invited the inquisitor to have tea with her and the two of them talked for quite a while about music and she even complimented their voice.
Blackwall: Blackwall was used to hearing the way soldiers would jokingly sing songs in the barracks to get a sense of comfort from messing around. It was hard to constantly be fighting, even for the best of soldiers. However most of that singing was usually off-key and drunken. Not like the inquisitor’s. Their singing was precisely on pitch and extremely pleasant to hear. He told them as much and they were happy to hear from him. After that, they would occasionally come to his barn and sit by him near the fire and sing while Blackwall carved them a little trinket.
Iron Bull: It wasa complete accident that Iron Bull stumbled upon the Inquisitor singing as they bathed. He had some Ben-Hassrath reports that had been sent to Leliana and she told him that he should take them to the Inquisitor directly. He had no way to know that they were bathing right now. He heard their voice before he entered the room, but thought nothing of it other than the fact that they happen to be singing. When he does see them bathing, he doesn’t freak out like they do. Instead he just sets the papers on their desk and turns to leave. “Ben-hassrath reports for you, Boss. Oh and nice singing there, it sounds great.” He says with a bellowing laugh and their reaction of stuttering made it all worth the while.
Dorian: Dorian had heard many different singers at Tevinter parties, but none of them seemed to compare to the inquisitor’s. It had been unexpected to hear them sing. They had come to the library looking for a book and at some point they started humming as they were looking. After a while the humming turned into quiet singing and Dorian would have complained about it if it wasn’t so nice. When they finished their song, he clapped and peaked out of the shelves at them while flashing a smile at them. “That was great, better than the dull excuses of performers in Tevinter when it wasn’t supposed to be blood magic.”
Cole: “Melodies and Harmonies, sweet vocal music just like the bard. Calming to sing, but no one knows.” Cole was wondering around Skyhold when he hears the Inquisitor’s thoughts from their chambers before the sound of them singing softly drifts down onto the nearby courtyard. He slips past all the nobles to go take to the Inquisitor. When he interrupts their singing, he scared the living daylight out of them. “You should sing again. In the tavern. Not just the Herald, the Inquisitor but also a person, a performer.”
Summary: Kasde Rhiannon Trevelyan was promised to the Chantry. Fate found her at the Conclave. The Maker saw her through it. As the world falls down around her, she decides to take a stand. With a little determination, and a fair amount of snark, she just might make a difference.
In smoke fury, she returned, eyes
brimming with power and pain. Bearing down on the magister’s trembling frame,
it was only the thin thread of her self-control that stayed her hand. Every
ounce of her – heart, mind, body, soul
– screamed for blood. She hungered for it, craved
it like nothing else. She wanted to feel the crunch of his bones, to watch
the life leave his eyes the way it had left—
I want POV Outsider regarding The Inquisitor being poly with almost every single one of their companions and advisors
and when I say almost I don’t mean leaving out Vivienne and Cole, I meant whether or not Sera or Dorian would date your Inquisitor, and even then they would date one of the Inquisitor’s SO because poly
v: through the hinterlands ( dragon age: inquisition au )
Philip is a mainly non-violent member of the mage rebellion, an alchemist who got caught up in the war. If the Inquisitor chooses to side with the Mages instead of the Templars, he joins the Inquisition. While with the Inquisition, he makes potions and grenades for the main team, though he does lend help with electricity magic, if it’s required of him. He’s a generally cheery person, and is most often found in Skyhold’s library, when he’s not mixing potions. Even though he is very nervous to take up arms, he is extremely loyal, and will do his best to protect the people in his party.
Why the fuck does Vivienne have it out so bad for Blackwall? It’s not like Sera, who started it (and they both have very obvious reasons to dislike and distrust each other). It’s not like Solas where they have radical points of view about magic and the treatment of mages. It’s certainly not like Cole, who she hates and fears because she sees him as a demon.
Blackwall’s very first conversation with her is asking her if she’s okay, because she got hit during a fight. His tone is civil if slightly awkward and she shoots him down. And it only gets worse from there – he keeps trying to figure out what he did wrong and she keeps disparaging him. Every singly one of their conversations is her tearing into him and him trying to fight back as she runs very vicious rings around him.
It’s just bewildering. Vivienne is not the kind of person who does anything without a reason. She’ll escalate, she’ll answer in kind, but this is the only time she ever starts shit for the sake of starting shit.
The best argument for her behavior I can think of is that you can take Blackwall’s comment as slightly condescending, assuming that because she’s a mage she needs to be protected. But she doesn’t say anything and doesn’t give him any chance to fix it. Iron Bull called her ‘Viv’, apologized, and they ended up being friends.
What the fuck does she have against Blackwall I just do not understand.
Pairing: Cullen Rutherford x Belle Dolan (pre-relationship, somewhat antagonistic) (also Dorian, Solas, and Maxim Trevelyan)
Rating: T for Teen (because…I don’t know why…)
“All I’m saying is that it’s theoretically possible,” Max said.
Dorian scoffed at the Inquisitor. “Theoretical magic is
pointless unless you are working towards a means of achieving it.”
“I disagree,” Solas said. “Theorizing about magic offers us
the opportunity to seek out its limits so that we may better understand it.
Perhaps one day, we may be capable of physically accomplishing such theories,
though if we were not, this time would still not be wasted.”
Belle had not meant to start this conversation. She’d only
wondered aloud. She’d only posed a casual question. She’d only asked if
levitation was possible with Thedosian magic. But the three mages had been
droning about it for ten minutes. At least it felt like ten minutes. The
Inquisitor said that it may have been feasible, and remarked about incidental
levitation with certain elemental spells. Dorian came back over and over,
saying that it was not possible. Solas didn’t really posit any opinion. He just
played foil between the two bickering men.
Out of the corner of her eye, Belle saw Cullen approaching.
Ordinarily, she would have relished the opportunity to torture him with a trio
of droning mages. But at this point, she wouldn’t have wished this on even her
She flicked her wrist, flailing her hand against her side as
subtly as she could to try and warn him off. Oblivious as he was to anything
she said or did that didn’t cause an immediate flare of his rage, he didn’t notice.
The neutral expression on his face as he joined them vanished faster than she’d
ever seen. He must have realized what he’d just walked into.
Belle waited for Cullen’s eyes to meet hers. She widened
them in an effort to tell him that she hated this as much as he did. Then she
glanced off in the direction from which he’d come and tilted her head. When she
looked back at him he gave her a subtle nod.
“I don’t understand why you think it’s so impossible Dorian.
All we need is some consistent flow under—”
Cullen cleared his throat in a polite interruption of Max’s
conjecture, drawing all eyes to him. “I apologize for interrupting, but I need
to speak with Belle about an urgent matter.”
Max cast a wary leer at the Commander. “Alright. Just don’t
start fighting again. I’m getting tired of people asking me when you two are
going to kiss and get it over with.”
Belle felt her cheeks get hot and thanked God she wasn’t a
blusher. Cullen, on the other hand, flushed in the blink of an eye. His cheeks
and nose reddened and his hand reached for the back of his neck. Damnit. She
had to rescue him.
“I promise,” she said, taking the attention off of the
flustered Commander, “no fighting. Hand to God.” She raised her hand in
Max just nodded. Belle and Cullen nodded back before walking
away. Belle was the first to break the silence once she was certain they were
out of earshot. “Thanks for saving me. I had no idea that would happen when I
He couldn’t meet her gaze. “You should have known better.”
She let out a sigh. No fighting. She promised. “Maybe.
Listen, did you actually need me for something? If not, I have things that need
“Ah—Well—No I did not.” He still wouldn’t look at her.
“Okay. Well…thanks again for…that. I’ll see you around.” She
hastened her pace to get to Josephine’s office. There was real business that
had to be handled.