Worth WHAM You scream as you’re hit from behind, though not hard enough to knock you over. You spin around, stumbling away, and sure enough, there’s a fucking Mabari attacking you. You need to learn to trust your fucking instincts! You back away, hands up as if you could convince the slobbering beast not to attack. It charges again, of course, and this time, knocks you right onto your ass. Everything is fur and fangs…
Caught You There’s a half-second of confusion as you watch Sera skyrocket upwards into the sky before you realize she’s not going up, you’re going down, you’re going down fast and far and then your body finally reacts. The first thing you do is scream—and you continue to scream the entire time, admittedly. Maybe not the most noble way to die, screaming and hurtling through the air, but you’ve never been one to go out…
Falling For You It’s afternoon by the time Solas convinces you that the elves can handle the rest alone, and you’re no longer needed. It’s about fifteen minutes after that when he manages to actually tear you away from the goats. You can’t help it! They’re so cute, with their soft, fluffy lips and bizarre eyes. And the little noise they make. Maaaa. You have always been more fond of such animals when compared to…
Maaaaaaaasplat Maaaaaaaaaaaaasplat What…. what the fuck? It’s clear Cullen hears it too, because you’re both frozen, your hands and his on his gift, eyes narrowing in confusion. Your gazes meet, as if to say… did you hear that too? MaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaAAASPLAT. “You heard that, right?” you’re the first to ask. “What in the Maker’s name…” You both turn to look over the battlements as you hear another similar sound beginning. And so you both see a…
Tired You’re still flushed when you skid into the rotunda, closing the door behind you as if you fear you’re being chased. Who kisses someone over a present?! None of the Dalish you’d worked with in the past ever did that… But you’re aware that cultures vary from clan to clan, and Belassan was from a largely Ferelden clan, whereas all the Dalish you’d ever known had been from Antiva or Orlais. Maybe Solas would…
One Brooding Elf Attracts Another You’ve gotten almost all of the tomes organized by the time a courier enters the rotunda. The man doesn’t look nervous at all, a sure sign that he’s one of Leliana’s. You’re instantly irritated as your mind flies to missives and all the work you still have to do. But you’re in luck; this man is delivering something else entirely. A small table is set by your desk, with the…
Upwards Mobility “Please, have a seat,” Leliana’s softly accented voice says. You swallow, hard, and do so, legs now trembling more from nerves than alcohol. “It seems you had a much more eventful trip than we anticipated.” “I’m… sorry for your loss,” you say, directing this towards Lady Montiliyet. “It… just happened so fast…” “Baptiste’s death was a tragic waste,” Lady Montiliyet says mournfully. But she quickly straightens herself. “But neither your doing nor what…
Fenris It’s too much for you to take in all at once; you wind up sitting there on the ground just blankly staring upward for longer than is reasonable. “Miss?” Fenris. Fenris. Holy fucking nug-humping shit, it’s really Fenris? You force yourself to snap out of it, and—unable to resist—take his hand to help you rise. That turns out to be a serious mistake. There’s lyrium inscribed on the inside of his palm. At the…
Asaaranda You return to camp as it’s getting dark, with enough elfroot to dose half the Inquisition. Well, not really, but it’s certainly far more than you need for a cat. “There you are!” Adahlen exclaims, exasperated, as you and Solas saunter back into camp. “What were you doing, picking half the forest clean?” You quickly pick up the reason for his sour attitude… several fresh, bloody scratches on his arms. “Was a single injured…
Strays You’ve awoken in the middle of an attack before, but never like this. Never screaming, never flailing. Solas struggles to hold you, but rather than force your arms down against your sides the way the Iron Bull would, he simply keeps you pressed against his chest until you begin to calm. You don’t even realize he’s speaking to you in a calming, gentle voice at first, but it does soothe you. Your mind is…