Eavhen looks at the ensemble set before her and feels something roil within her.
“No?” Josephine repeats, obviously startled. “Inquisitor, it’s important that we show a united-”
“I understand that, and we’ll come up with something that fits, but…” Eavhen takes a breath and straightens her spine. She’s postured enough by now. “I go as the leader of the Inquisition, of course. But I also will not go to Halamshiral and let them forget that I am Dalish and proud.”
Painting the rest of her body to match her vallaslin may be a bit overdramatic, but she thinks she’s allowed that much by now.
sorry for my absence these last two days!! been trying to get a bunch of work done!
here’s a jumpy louden swain i finished up today! i’ve wanted to do something like this for FOREVER but just never had the technical skill. i’ve been practicing SO DAMN MUCH lately, i’m fINALLY able to do it! LITTLE VICTORIES