If you kill Leliana in Origins, does she still appear in inquisition? My friend just introduced me to Dragon Age and I was reading a walkthrough for the Urn of Sacred Ashes and I found out you could kill her. I don't want to but I'm just curious if you kill her what happens in inquisition
Spoilers inbound, for obvious reasons.
While I’ve never played a world state in which I’ve killed Leliana, I have to say that it’s turned into one of the more intriguing mysteries of the DA canon… because killing her does not stop her from appearing in DA2 and Inquisition.
In this scenario, Leliana’s next appearance is in Kirkwall. When Hawke meets her, they comment on the fact that they’d heard she was dead. Her response: “The Maker knew it was not my time. There is more for me to do in this world.” They don’t really elaborate further. Most people brushed it off as a simple retcon.
In Inquisition, when she’s in Haven praying for understanding and bitterly angry with the Maker for allowing the Conclave to happen, she explains a little more:
Leliana: Once, I was sure I died. I did die. Who else but the Maker could’ve resurrected me? But if he didn’t save me to help the Divine, then why? Why am I still alive? Herald: Wait, you died? Leliana: It was right there at the temple by the Urn of Sacred Ashes. We found the Urn, proved the legends were true. But the Hero of Ferelden corrupted them, and all I wanted at that moment was vengeance. It was a fight I couldn’t win, but I didn’t care. And the “hero” struck me down. I awoke later in agony. The ashes were gone. I can’t explain how I survived. Herald: You can’t have been raised from the dead. That’s… absolutely… just… no. Leliana: Believe what you want. I’m still here.
Then, at the final epilogue at the very end of Trespasser, we learn what has to be the strangest piece in the Dead Leliana puzzle:
Eventually, Leliana became distant and contemplative, often secluding herself in the rookery with none but her ravens for company. One morning, the residents of Skyhold awoke to a great beating of wings and a vast cloud of ravens blotting out the sky above the fortress. Those who investigated found both the rookery and Leliana’s chambers vacant, with only a single message as explanation: “The lyrium sang thought into being. Now time is stale, and the melody is called elsewhere. Until I am needed. I am free.”
We don’t have a lot of information to really illustrate what this means - so far, this is the first concrete example we’ve seen of magical resurrection of this sort in the series. The lyrium “song” she references is present elsewhere in the canon - both Justice and Cole say that lyrium sings to them, the former saying that it does not do so in the Fade but only in the waking world. Dwarves find veins of lyrium to mine by listening to the Stone “singing”. In Asunder, Rhys says the song that he hears when entering the Fade is so strong that he feels as though he is “about to vibrate out of existence.” In The Descent, it is referred to as the “Titan’s hymn” and a titan communicates to Valta through song.
But seeing that song bring someone back from the dead? That’s new.
It’s unclear if the Leliana we see in Inquisition is even the “real” Leliana in that worldstate or if she is something else altogether. It’s possible that she is something more akin to Cole who, before the events of Inquisition, truly believed he was the mage who died in the Spire. He had Cole’s memories, his traumas, his same grief and fear. Cole can bleed, he has a physical form that can fall in battle, so the fact that Leliana can be tortured and killed in the Dark Redcliffe Future doesn’t eliminate the possibility that this theory could be true. She could be a spirit that only thinks it’s a human woman… or she could be a magical construct that was newly created specifically to fulfill her role in this story. Of all the characters in Dragon Age, Leliana has made the most appearances throughout the narrative and arguably has had a repeated impact on the fate of the world. She helps the Warden stop the Blight, she assists the Divine in conspiring against the Templars and find a cure for Tranquility, she raids the White Spire to free the mages trapped there at the start of the Mage/Templar war, she pressures Celene into stopping the elven uprising in Halamshiral (which, in turn, places the Empress within a trap set by Gaspard that officially starts the Orlesian Civil War). She aids the Inquisitor in stopping Corypheus and can eventually become Divine - arguably the most influential person in Thedas.
She’s had a hand in many of the major conflicts of the past decade in Thedas, having only started on this path because she dreamed the Maker had called her to it. And even if she’s killed, it still doesn’t stop her from fulfilling her role in history.
It makes me very curious who or what is exactly pulling the strings in that regard… because it certainly seems like someone or something in-world had a very specific plan in mind for Leliana.
“Men are always willing to believe two things about a woman: one, that she is weak, and two, that she finds him attractive” // Decided to use her outfit (minus the gloves) from the Sacred Ashes trailer
inquisition companions react to finding out the inquisitor (who always covers their face) is actually the hero of ferelden? (Plus warden Alistair and Morrigan pls?)
Morrigan: She knew
instantly, of course. It was the walk, the bearing, the weight on their
shoulders and the pride that kept them tall. And their eyes. Those eyes,
peeking out from behind their mask, would likely haunt her for the rest of her
life, for one reason or another. “I’ll keep your secret, old friend, if you
truly do not wish these others to know,” she tells them when she announces that
she’s to join the Inquisition. If
Romanced: “Ah, my love, how difficult it will be to keep your secret when
we shall be sharing a bed. I will not be moved from this. We shall be a family
once more, and that’s final. Now, take off that ridiculous mask and kiss me.”
Warden Alistair: Inwardly: Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Okay, don’t panic. It’s only your damned commander here. No need to panic. Or say anything dumb. “Heeeeeeeyyyy there!” Damn it! If Romanced: Well, if the way they steal into shadowed corners frequently isn’t enough to give the Warden away, nothing will. But by the Maker, he will spend time with his lover! They’re out here risking their life against impossible odds, as usual, and he doesn’t even get to stay by their side for the duration! Necking in the corner is the least of their worries at this point.
Bonus King Alistair: Yeah, he really didn’t have time to notice. There were more pressing matters to deal with. If Romanced: “Keep that beautiful face covered, love. Your identity is a vulnerable point, as much as I hate that. Our enemies would use you to hurt me and use me to hurt you. If I can’t be here with you, at least you can try to stay safe.”
Leliana: She knew
immediately when they were found in the Temple of Sacred Ashes, but she didn’t
know what to do with the information. She kept it to herself, allowing
Cassandra and the others to think whatever they wanted to think until she had
the opportunity to speak to them alone. “Why are you here, what happened?” she
asks them. Though their answers are far from satisfactory, she’s willing to
trust that her old friend would never have done what they are accused of. If Romanced: “My love, we must stop meeting
like this,” she giggles to them even though they’re shackled in a cell. She’s
cleared the room to speak to them, ostensibly to question the prisoner. She
grins at them, completely certain in her belief that they are innocent, that
something else is at work, and she’s simply grateful to be back with her lover
even under such circumstances.
suspicious, especially with how careful Leliana is being around them. She
wonders why they insist on the mask upon having their hands unbound, but allows
it anyway. She has her suspicions about who they are but keep them to herself.
When she finally knows for certain, she’s more confused than anything else.
“Why not simply tell us who you are?” she asks. “It would have helped remove
suspicion from you to know that you were the one who ended the Blight!” If Romanced: “You didn’t trust me with
this?” she asks them, a bit hurt. “You are a great hero, someone I admired
before we even met. And I treated you so poorly when we met. Knowing this would
have saved us both a lot of trouble.”
Cullen: Though the last
time he saw the Warden was in the midst of his torture, he remembers them as
clear as day. He knows who it is that stands before him on the battlefield,
masked and cloaked though they are. He could never forget. He would rather
forget. If Romanced: “I knew it was
you from the first moment I saw you, mask and all,” he confesses, rubbing the
back of his neck. “I wanted to thank you, to ask your forgiveness for what
happened the last time we saw each other, but I realized that you must be
hiding for a reason so I stayed quiet. I’ve kept your secret, and I will
continue to do so if that is your wish.”
Solas: He knows the name,
he knows the title, he knows the significance of their actions, but he doesn’t
know them. He recognizes them as he studies the Anchor, but it seems to him
that their identity doesn’t particularly matter. He keeps it to himself more
out of indifference than any desire to keep their secret. Whatever they seek by
hiding won’t affect his plans at all, so it doesn’t matter. If Romanced: “I knew. I’ve seen your
face in the Fade more than enough to recognize you, but I saw no reason to
reveal this information. We were both under enough suspicion as it was without
adding to it unnecessarily.”
Sera: She didn’t know. She
had no idea. She thinks it’s kind of cool and she’s impressed that they were
able to keep the secret so long. “If you’re that good at hiding yourself, think
you’ll be that good at pranks?” If
Romanced: “So you were a hero even before all this Coriffyshite? Wow,
you’re even bigger than I thought. Famouser. More famous. Oh, you know what I
mean. Now give me a kiss, you big hero.”
Blackwall: He’s taken
entirely by surprise, and one of his first thoughts once the shock wears off is
why they didn’t out him as not being a Warden. He’s too afraid to ask, of
course. It’s humbling, though, to be in their presence, to know them so well
and work together as they do. If
Romanced: Again, he wonders why they didn’t tell everyone he wasn’t a Warden,
but he figures that someday he’ll work up the courage to ask. “I’m sort of
honored that you would want me, after
everything, out of everyone. You could have just about anything or anyone you
want, but I’m so glad it’s me.”
Vivienne: She didn’t know
enough about the Hero of Ferelden to pick them out of a crowd, but the mask
made her suspicious since they clearly weren’t Orlesian and it wasn’t
decorative like hers; it was a mask to hide behind, not a mask to show off. She
tried many times to parse their secret, to discover what lay under that mask.
She had a feeling it was important and a good thing to know, but after a while
she decided to let it be. If they wanted to tell her the truth, then they
would, but all she was doing was exhausting herself. When she finally does find
out, she’s more delighted than anything else and congratulates them on their
ability to keep their identity secret for so long.
Dorian: Honestly, it wasn’t
his business and he didn’t really care to find out why they always wore a mask.
When he does find out, he thinks it’s all a marvelous joke and spends quite a
long time trying to figure out what everyone would think if they found out. If Romanced: “Well, that’s… oddly
intimidating, now that I think of it. You defeated an archdemon. Oh, amatus,
and now you have to face another one? One that is controlled by an evil,
ancient magister, no less? Don’t worry, I’ll be right beside you the whole
Iron Bull: He had his
suspicions. He’s not Ben-Hassrath for nothing, after all. But he kept his
thoughts to himself and went along as if everything were just peachy. When the
truth is finally revealed to him, he claps them on the shoulder. “No wonder
you’re so good at slaying dragons!” If
Romanced: “Yeah, I know. Thanks for trusting me with it, though. It’s okay,
kadan. I’ve got your back.”
Varric: He didn’t know
until they told him. “Look at that! I get to fight alongside both big heroes of
the age!” he cries. “This is so going in my book. It’s way too interesting not
Cole: He knew. Of course he
knew. “Yes, tainted blood, aching heart, you’ve seen so much death, lost so
much of yourself. It’s okay. I’m here. I’ll try to help.”
Josephine: She didn’t know,
didn’t guess. She knew there was something worth hiding under there, of course,
but she didn’t expect this. She wonders what the secret will do to the
Inquisition, if it should be revealed or not. She leaves the decision up to
them, but worries about the consequences if the secret is discovered by their
enemies or accidentally revealed by their allies. If Romanced: “Oh, my love, why didn’t you tell me? This changes
nothing about my feelings for you, of course, but I wish I had known!”
«I headcannon that the reason there is so much red lyrium at the Temple of Sacred Ashes ruins is that the blighted blood of the Grey Wardens who died in the explosion tainted the lyrium already there.»
summary: Feelings build up between the sides when they can’t find the cause of Thomas’s sudden lack of motivation, and Virgil finally comes to realize that his room has a purpose, after all.
characters: virgil, patton, logan, roman
warnings: symptoms of depression, some bullying
word count: 5,804
a/n: this was written for a prompt given to me by @flyingthroughthemoonlight I hope I did it justice and I hope it’s not too out of character.
“I greet and bless you, sacred father, bless you,
Ashes and shade and soul, paternal soul
I vainly rescued once. It was not given me
With you beside me to explore the coasts
And plains of Italy, nor to discover,
Whatever it may be, Ausonian Tiber.”
from Virgil’s The Aeneid
It was the heaviness he felt on his shoulders that alerted Virgil to the fact that not everything was right.
Patton’s room was sunlight, self care, clean whiteboard thoughts and horizons with no end; the windows were always open, as was his door, welcoming in anyone who was invited, pushed, or pulled inside, expected or no. The bed he was lying on now was most likely memory foam, something Patton would find cute, in his sentimental sort of way.
As much as Virgil loved his own room- silent with worry and tremors of underlying fear, littered in cobwebs- there was something about Patton’s that appealed to him. He was able to rest here, put his mind at ease on a pillow of reassurances and simply sleep for a time.
His own room had no real purpose, except maybe to serve as an advertisement for a Halloween decorations shop. The rooms of the other three could be utilized to solve problems, find new ways of seeing an idea, create plans, remind you what’s really important to keep you afloat. Virgil loved his room, but always knew that it had no value to it, and ultimately did more harm than good.
These were things he already knew, though he couldn’t help but be jealous, sometimes. They had all been in each other’s rooms before, to change their perspectives on something, make a new plan, or simply take a break- like how Virgil was, now. Patton’s room was a cloud, a place to float and think about all of the things you love, and remind yourself that you have a purpose in this world. Patton’s room was a place without worry.
Except for the little weights that were pushing down on his shoulders, making his eyebrows furrow just that little bit.