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This  was  exactly  why  he'd  opted  to  accompany  her  when  she  requested  to  go  outside.  Despite  the  war  being  over,  it  didn't  mean  everything  went  back  to  normal  and  was  entirely  safe.  There  would  always  be  dangers  lurking,  just  not  as  visible  as  before.

Men  who  were  still,  despite  his  defeat,  loyal  to  the  King  of  Hybern  had  lurked  around.  It  was  a  small  group,  but  nothing  that  Azriel  couldn't  handle.  However,  another  one  had  managed  to  snuck  up  from  a  bush,  running  with  blade  drawn  towards  the  Seer.  Azriel  had  turned  in  time,  but  wouldn't  be  able  to  block  it  unless  ━  steel  easily  cut  through  fabric  and  flesh  as  Azriel  blocked  the  attack  with  his  body, wings aspread to shield the maiden behind him.

It  didn't  take  long  for  him  afterwards  to  get  rid  of  them  ━  he'd  fought  and  went  through  much  worse.  Though  the  most  important  thing  was  her  being  safe.

Turning  around  to  face  her  and  examine  if  she  was  safe  and  unharmed  ━  she  decided  to  do  the  exact  same.  Gasping  upon  seeing  his  wound,  she'd  urged  him  to  sit  upon  nearby  rock  to  examine  his  wound  and  take  care  of  it  as  much  as  she  currently  could.

@promiseofspring  cares  for  Azriel,  who  took  a  hit  to  protect  him. 

A  gentle  hand  laid  upon  his  chest,  right  beside  gaping  wound.  The  tenderness  of  her  delicate  skin  was  enough  to  make  him  suck  in  a  sharp  breath,  for  a  shiver  to  run  down  his  spine.  A  cloth  was  so  carefully  being  dabbed  around  the  edges  of  protruding  wound,  crimson  tainting  the  white  fabric  within  her  hands.  Yet  he  couldn't  tear  his  eyes  away  from  her.

While  one  might  blame  it  upon  him  being  a  spymaster  ━  always  watching,  keeping  a  distance  and  ensuring  not  a  single  thing  goes  unnoticed  ━  it  was  not  the  case  with  Elain.  Oh,  no.  Albeit  hidden  well  underneath  his  stoic  visage,  it  was  all  too  obvious  in  how  Azriel  behaved.  How  he  allowed  her  so  close,  how  his  gaze  always  seemed  to  follow  her  and  linger  too  long.  How  he  seemed  more  aware  yet  distracted  when  she  was  around.

A  rough,  scarred  hand  dared  to  settle  upon  her  waist  ━  as  if  to  ensure  she  wouldn't  suddenly  leave  slip.  His  head  dipped  slightly,  eyelids  lowered  halfway  and  his  voice  lower  than  usual.  "  It  looks  worse  than  it  is.  "

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 .    (  a collection of  action prompts.   feel free to reverse roles as desired. this prompt will be updated.  )

[ REDWOOD ] sender lashes out at receiver when it isn't their fault.

[ WILLOW ] sender embraces receiver in a moment of extreme distress.

[ PINE ] sender fervently resists receiver's attempts to comfort / care for them.

[ BIRCH ] sender finally ends a tense argument by reaching out to apologize.

[ POPLAR ] sender mentors receiver through learning a new skill.

[ PALM ] sender and receiver avoid / ignore the stresses of real life together.

[ ELM ] sender lends receiver aid in a time of urgent need.

[ MAGNOLIA ] sender, believed to be dead, arrives at receiver's door.

[ DOGWOOD ] sender gifts receiver a token of good luck / protection.

[ MULBERRY ] sender and receiver take a long walk through nature together.

[ HAZELNUT ] sender begrudgingly patches up receiver's wounds.

[ CAMPHOR ] sender suddenly pushes receiver out of danger's path.

[ CASHEW ] when they're finally alone, sender invites receiver to dance.

[ LAVENDER ] sender lays their head in receiver's lap and closes their eyes.

[ BEECH ] it comes to light that sender has betrayed receiver.

[ HIBISCUS ] sender invites receiver to go traveling with them.

[ HICKORY ] sender pushes receiver to admit that they need them.

[ MAPLE ] sender shakes receiver's shoulders, begging them to wake up.

[ CHERRY BLOSSOM ] sender revels in receiver's beauty, stunned.

[ JOSHUA ] sender offers receiver a safe place to hide / crash .

[ ASH ] sender and receiver become reacquainted after many years.

[ FIG ] sender, knowing receiver is hungry, pressures them to eat.

[ YEW ] sender beckons for receiver to join them in the water.

[ CYPRESS ] sender shamelessly flirts with receiver.

[ LINDEN ] sender cares for receiver, who took a hit to protect them.

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There  was  something  about  how  she  spoke,  how  she  pleaded  him  that  strung  a  chord  in  his  heart  ━  that  made  Cullen  believe  for  a  split  second  that  she  was  different  from  the  cruel  Mages  that  had  entrapped  him  here.

His  gaze  lifted,  going  from  the  elven  mage  to  her  companions  ;  ofcourse  there  was  another  mage,  but  there  were  also  two  that  weren't  ━  one  of  them  even  looked  like  he  could  be  part  of  the  Templars.

It  took  a  couple  of  moments,  numerous  doubts  and  hesitations  clouding  his  mind.  Is  she  really  trustable?  Who  says  she  will  not  eventually  turn  on  me,  if  I  join?  Take  my  life  during  the  night?  Though  if  that  really  was  the  case..  he  doubted  she'd  have  people  by  her  side  that  weren't  mages.

"  Fine.  But  only  for  now.  "  A  couple  of  days,  perhaps  only  a  week.  Enough  to  get  his  bearings  together,  to  then  leave  her.  Then  again,  her  words  lingered  in  his  head  '  and  maybe  you  can  prevent  this  from  happening  again  with  me?  '.

Perhaps..  it  could  be  a  goal  he  could  strive  towards.  To  ensure  this  never  happens  again.  Even  if  it  meant  working  with  her.

It  is  with  a  groan  Cullen  pushed  himself  off  of  the  ground,  his  legs  stiff  and  numb  from  spending  an  uncertain  amount  of  time  upon  the  cold  floor.  "  Take  me  to  your  camp,  I  want  to  get  out  of  here.  "  Because  the  more  he  lingered  and  dared  look  around,  the  more  the  fear  and  guilt  crept  up, taking root within him.

His words are sharp like daggers. She can feel them pierce through the air sharply. It as if she's seeing herself when she learned shemlens killed her father. The grief later driving her mother into a spiral that she took her own life soon after.

She knows that look, she knows that pain, because she's been through it and despite it all; she is a healer.

Truth be told she can't have another innocent life taken today. Not anymore, she won't do it, not again. Her clothes are stained with blood from the mages who fought. The children, Creators forgive her, she'll never make that right.

"Please," she finds herself asking and even her companions are surprised. Morrigan in the back with her brows raised, Alistair attempting to subtly listen in and Zevran knowing even now it's time to be quiet and let them speak.

"I know we just met, and I know I'm a mage, but I don't think staying here is good for you after what just happened. Maybe you can come with us now that we're allied with the templars. Get some space from all of this, and maybe you can prevent this from happening again with me?"

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Her,  a  mage,  here  for  the  right  of  annulment?  If  this  was  another  illusion,  the  demon  should  know  better  and  just  continue  with  whatever  torturous  disillusion  they  were  making  him  go  through  ━  atleast  that  was  more  believable  than  this  nonsense.

Uldred..  The  gruesome  illusions  disappearing  only  moments  prior  does  align  with  her  statement.  Perhaps  this  was  reality  after  all.  But  still,  to  be  saved  by  a  mage  out  of  all  people?  A  disgrace  and  humilation  to  Cullen,  really.

He  turned  his  head  away  momentarily,  a  complicated  mix  of  emotions  settling  within  him  ━  relief  and  gratitude,  shame,  and  too  much  fear  and  hatred.

"  Cullen.  "  He  simply  stated,  still  refusing  to  make  eyecontact.  He  didn't  want  to  see  the  pity  within  her  eyes.  A  templar,  to  be  pitied  like  this  by  a  mage?  A  joke  his  fellow  templars  would  laugh  at.

...  But  there's  none  of  his  comrades  left  alive  to  laugh  over  it.

"  Leave  me  be.  You  saved  me,  now  I'll  manage  by  myself.  "  He  wasn't  too  certain  if  he  would  ━  his  rapid  heartbeat  proved  otherwise  ━  but  he  wasn't  about  to  let  Shaeva  show  even  more  compassion  pity  towards  him.

Shaeva never cared much what happened to shemlens. They were often more cruel than they had to be to her people. The reason they could never settle in one place. It's a miracle she's swallowed down that distaste with her companions, and it's a miracle now too. For as much as she hates them, she knows no one deserves to suffer like this.

"No, I'm here to help. I'm a Grey Warden and your leader sent me in here to do the right of annulment." Truth be told? Saying that hurts. But doing it? All the mages she's killed so far begged for their lives. Several times she had to shut it out because deep down she's too kind for this type of life. But this is the burden she carries now. There's no going back, ever.

"We just defeated Uldred and the others, you should be safe now. No more torments, no more cruelty." She knows it must seem strange but she's hoping it works in her favor by being honest. Who would impersonate a warden? They're meant to be honorable heroes. Despite the campaign Loghain has against them.

"What's your name? You can call me Shaeva." She adds, her blue eyes softening at his distress. If she could spare him from it, she would. But not even her healing magic can erase such mental torment.

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Herald  of  Andraste.  It  was  hilarious  that  out  of  everyone,  it  was  an  elvhen  mage.  It  left  a  bitter  taste  in  his  mouth,  one  he  tried  to  swallow.  He  shouldn't  think  like  that,  shouldn't  assume  all  mages  are  like  those  from  the  Circle  back when he was but a Templar recruit ━  but  it's  hard  for  him  to  get  those  thoughts  easily  out  of  his  head.  He  tried  to  be  somewhat  more  open,  accepting,  ignoring  how  uncomfortable  he  felt  when  any  mage  was  around,  but  he  often  found  himself  more  guarded,  untrusting  and  getting  nervous  when  a  mage  takes  a  step  too  close.

The  same  goes  for  her.  He  didn't  recognize  her  voice  yet  and  turned  around,  expecting  some  new  recruit,  but  instead  it's  her.

Cullen  cleared  his  throat  ━  in  discomfort  ━,  his  eyes  fierce  and  anything  but  friendly  towards  her.  "  Herald.  "  He  greeted  in  return,  colder  than  he  aimed  to  be.  Atleast  he  should  try  his  damnest  best  to  sound  a  bit  friendlier,  but  it  was  easier said  than  it  was  done.  Arms  crossed,  his  expression  gradually  turning  less  hostile  and  more  neutral, before his gaze shifted towards the sparring soldiers in front of them.  "  Alright,  I'm  listening.  "

@destinywinged plotted for a starter!

The name Haven seems a bit of a misnomer to Luminous. It's bitterly cold, even if the houses are warm, and the atmosphere is tense no matter where she walks. Granted, it might be her fault - half the people here are convinced she's a holy messenger, and the other half think she punched that hole in the sky herself.

Right now, the only opinion that matters is that of the tall man looking at a report - Cassandra asked her to speak with him about the Hinterlands, and she can't not do that.

Former templar. She just has to remember that. Former templar.

(He's going to kill her.)

"Commander Rutherford?" She finally starts walking towards him, reports in hand. "I've got the reports from our scouting missions in the Hinterlands. I'm meant to go over them with you."

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finally replaying dai after all these years, and i'm honestly falling back in love with all these characters. 😩

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                                   hey,  would  you  say..  i  became                                                                                   a  hero  ?

a  multi  -  muse  blog  focusing  in  literature  &  videogames.  currently  featuring  shinra's  puppy  ZACK  FAIR  from  final  fantasy  vii.

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Mages  were  terribly  terrifying  creatures.  While  Cullen  didn't  always  have  such  a  strong  mindset  ━  he  was  more  neutral  ━  being  a  newly  recruited  templar  assigned  in  the  Circle,  time  made  him  change  and  he  ended  up  despising  them.

He  doesn't  remember  how  it  happened  ━  it  happened  so  quickly.  An  escalation  of  an  argument,  gone  terribly  wrong  through  the  involvement  of  blood  mages  ━  the  most  terrible  of  them  all.  Demons  and  abominations.  He  tried  his  best  to  resist,  to  fight  with  sword  drawn.  But  what  is  a  mere  templar  recruit  against  a  demon, an abomination  ?

Oh  Maker,  free  me  from  this  Hell.  Terrors  were  before  him,  terribly  haunting  creatures,  worse  than  demons.  Comrades  were  torn  apart,  numerous  times,  over  and  over.  Some  of  them  he  recognized,  others  he  didn't.  It  felt  like  an  infinite  loop,  the  gore  worsening  with  every  new  comrade  he'd  watched  get  torn  apart. Floor tiles were covered red, darkly so.

And just like that,  upon  hearing  footsteps  and  voices, it all disappeared.  He  was  trembling,  crouching  upon  the  cold  floor.  Yet  he  lifted  his  head,  up  towards  his  beacon  of  hope.  It  was  through  a  blurred  view  that  he  saw  her.  It  took  a  moment  to  realize  ━  gaze shifting towards staff in her hand. @vhenallins  was  a  mage.  Hope  quickly  changed  to  fear.  Yet  another  illusion  to  come  and  torture  him.

"  Have  you  come  here  to  torture  me,  too  ?  "  He  managed  to  spit  out,  every  word, every syllable  dripping  with  hatred.

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i'll be flying back home today!! i doubt i'll get anything written today since i'll be back around 9pm due to delays. but expect things tomorrow and during the weekend!!

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hands you a sweet, sweet plotting call.

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hands you a sweet, sweet plotting call.

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No one ever listens, not until it's far too late.

a  newly  established  literature  and  videogame  multi  -  muse  featuring  cullen  rutherford  from  dragon  age,  adrian  tepes  from  castlevania,  rafayel  from  lads,  howl  pendragon  from  howl's  moving  castle  and  more  ! 

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𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑵𝒀𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑫.  ━━━━━ a  mixture  of  literature  and  videogame  muses  that  have  been  adored  for  a  long  time.  low  to  medium  activity.

a  study  in  finding  oneself,  dreams  and  reality,  boundaries  unraveling,  unbecoming  and  becoming,  spreading  ones  wings  and  falling,  i've  always  dreamt  of  this,  of  you,  of  this  moment,  is  this  destiny?  is  this  fate?  perhaps  we  were  always  meant  to  be.

am  i  your  chosen  one? / prompts.