#TevinterNights

[kinloch-held]

Making my peace with the realization that Myrion Tevinternights is a bear trap to me, because I don't remember or care about him except when I remember that he checks all my boxes of 1) pathetic and 2) mage, and then I'm like "oh big Myrion fan in the house".

[verenalattanzi]

wip - Inking page 3/5. Working on stronger gesture and facial expression.

Finished pages are free to read at: https://www.artstation.com/artwork/8eWkxm

[xqueen0fhellx]

Not as happy with this one but I was stuck on what to draw for so long. Dragon Age Drawtober Prompt 16: Kraken. I imagine there's a kraken in one of those caves.

[altoclefgirl]

Dwell Within Chapter 28

& Without Part III

The finale of a three part series exploring other choices on its fate of Thedas.

...

Cold and mid morning, Smoke drifted lazily from the remnants of the Rutherford home. No longer lit in flames, the residual embers met the still and frozen air, under turned by Mara’s wary feet.

There was nothing. Wooden beams turned to ash, the siding crumbled, cracked, and discarded. There were no distinguishable possessions...Everything had parished... and perhaps everyone.

Mara stifled a cry, her mouth opened and guard fallen.

“If you’re looking to loot, there’s nothing left.”

Mara and Leliana both turned as a silent bystander had watched the two approach the remains of the home.

His voice and features were rough, weathered. A worn man of at least his mid 40’s, overshadowing a pre-teen boy who stood just behind.

There was a kindness to his eyes behind his calloused look. She’d recognized those features anywhere. “Branson?” Mara asked gently. She had only met their sisters, but there was a distinct Rutherford look in his tired features. She watched as Branson stiffened, untrusting of the two women who stood before their fallen family home. “I’m Inquisitor Lavellan. And this is my colleague Leliana.”

His eyes softened some as he looked to Mara, her pointed ears, her Vallaslin free face, the staff strapped to her back. Branson looked back to his son, then to Mara. A heavy sigh left him. “Will my boy be safe if we talk?”

“Yes.” Mara and Leliana answered in unison.

Branson turned to his son, whispered he’ll be back shortly, then turned and started walking west. Mara followed him, stopping about 100 feet away from his son and Leliana.

“I’m guessing you have something to do with all of this.” His tone was hurt, jaded, but his voice carried quietly.

Mara remained silent but looked to him with compassion. His grief fluttered through the air.

“Last night when I came home, the house was engulfed in flames. The house had to have been burning for hours...” His eyes turned to the ground.

Mara waited for the answers that would break her.

“They were home.” Branson looked back up to Mara, whose eyes were full and misty. “The fire took them.”

Death had followed Mara over the years. Thousands passed, out of war, bravery, justice, innocence, or victimization. And now, two more souls died in her name. Fast tears rolled down her face, bringing her hand to her mouth to stifle her cry.

“Who did this?” Scorned, vindicated. He had to know.

Drawing a breath, she answered softly. “Enemies. They’re targeting our families.” Another sniff as she challenged to take a breath. “We’ve traveled for days to get to you.”

“They took my family!” Branson shouted his words, cutting into the guilt that Mara already held. He wanted to be mad at her. He wanted someone for whom he could channel his anger.

And she allowed it. If she could carry this burden and relieve him, she would always choose this. “I’m so sorry.”

He could see her guilt, and he could see what his siblings saw in her. He shook his head, pacing in spot for a minute before speaking.

“I remember they wouldn’t shut up about you when Cullen brought you home. It was all I heard for months... Inquisitor this, Inquisitor that... I had always been weary of his choice to join you. But how my family loved you...” Branson teetered in emotions of blame. “They’re gone because of your cause.”

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[naeviss]

#tevinternights #reaction #solas #fade #bioware #wip #detail #dragonage #illustration #sadsolas #immad #arlathmavhenan #varlathvirsuledin #varlathvirsuledinmyass #solavellan #notlavellantho #notromanced #fenharelmaghilana https://www.instagram.com/p/CB5bm2Bj8bt/?igshid=4c4x79sz69hz

[anjelica-grey]

Yay, my copy of #tevinternights finally arrived! Must read immediately, sleep is overrated. #dragonage #amreading #amnotsleeping https://www.instagram.com/p/B_gbvcjH34G/?igshid=1th7iwh2g16jm

[dreamerofthefantastical]

Hi bus everyone going in iso? How many books have you read? Is that TBR list getting any shorter? . Because mine sure isn't! 😁😘😂 . With husband's and children and homeschooling, the reading has come to a screeching halt. . Have bunch of books just waiting for me! How bout you? What's on your list still to get through? . . . #bookstagram #booklover #bookworm #bookstagrammer #bookgeek #read #reading #bookgram, #instabooks #igreads #bibliophile #booknerd #booklovers #cassandraclare #chainofgold #thelasthours #dragonage #tevinternights #dragonagetevinternights #patrickweekes #sarahjmaas #houseofearthandblood #cresentcity #swordofdestiny #thewitcher #andrzejsapkowski https://www.instagram.com/p/B_JVBzNAVs9/?igshid=z21yba1qd20s

[altoclefgirl]

Dark and foreboding 🖤🐺

[the-redlion]

✨🐍Dragon Age - Tevinter Nights🐍✨ This was book #️⃣1️⃣ on my summer 2020 reads list! So far I’ve read Three Trees to Midnight, Down Among the Dead Man, The Horror of Hormak, Callback (SUTHERLAND! 🥰), Luck in the Gardens, Hunger, and Murder by Death Mages. I’m loving getting to step back into the world of Thedas! ✨ I am also stoked I was able to find a sleeve that fit it so well! This beauty is by @booknooksleeves 💙✨Thank You! #tevinternights #dragonage #dragonagebooks #bioware #thedas #patrickweekes #chrisbain #matthewgoldman #christophermorgan https://www.instagram.com/p/CA02bLaF-jr/?igshid=br9fsishxas1

[sketchedhallows]

I have Dragon Age on my mind this week ❤ (...which is actually just a normal week for me, but whatever) Really excited to dig into these two. I was going to hold off on Tevinter Nights until someone took a picture of a story called The Dread Wolf Take You, and well...as you can see I own it now. 😒 That egg has more power than he realizes. #books #bookstagram #biblophile #booknerd #booknerdigans #reading #bookhaul #dragonage #tevinternights #comic #darkhorsecomics https://www.instagram.com/p/B97N3_3A3Tw/?igshid=1hjjdyfkfo7sw

[myrddinderwydd]

I read the last story in Tevinter Nights first... #NoRegrets #DreadWolfTakeYou #TevinterNights #DreadWolfRises @PatrickWeekes #IsAnAwesomeTroll

no spoilers for the others please!

[arlathen]

really hope strife tevinternights is a da4 companion bc boy would i love to have a dalish companion who is accepted among the dalish and loves being part of a clan.

also because strife has gigachad bde and i wanna kiss another old man.

[verenalattanzi]

Why not have them both side by side. Not that any of them could go far, anyway. Strife and Myrion, from the short story “Three Trees to Midnight” written by Patrick Weekes.

[xqueen0fhellx]

Late posting of Dragon Age Drawtober Day 14: Mortalitasi as I drew a scene from Murder by Death Mages written by @akacaitlin and check out the crew leaving the war room XD

[altoclefgirl]

Dwell Within Chapter 29

Here and Now

Upon the world ending, her love led him home. 💗

...

It felt the same. His feet soft and padding up the familiar stone steps. The uniforms were the same, but the sheer numbers of forces were astounding. Greeted, saluted, but he made no answer as he quickened the pace into the hold. A brisk walk through the great hall turned into jog, then a sprint as he rounded three staircases to the corridor.

A door he had walked through hundreds of times. A door that he had fretted before once upon a time, and a door that at one point was always welcome for his stay.

This door of darkened oak was all that stood before what could be. With only the smallest hesitation, he breathed in deeply and then quietly swung open the door. He could have collapsed, the fair and golden lover curled on the drawing couch with a journal at hand. Lip bitten, she appeared to be searching for words, or lost in a memory. In either matter, whimsy donned her rose cheeks as she stole a moment for herself and her thoughts.

A heavy, exasperated sigh was released from him, and his feet led him home.

Mara turned at the sound of the footsteps, pulling herself from the sweetened thoughts. She stood from the drawing couch to welcome him from his return from Ferelden. “You’re back.” A honeyed tone that revealed his return meant something more. He had decided to stay. Her heart pounded a little nervously as he returned to her in confidence.

The journal in her hand dropped and clambered to the marble floor as he glided in, sweeping her into a familiar hold of lovers, one arm wrapped around the small of her waist to lift her, one hand’s fingers sinking up into the braid of the base of her neck.

The motion too quick and perfect to respond, in some surprise he showcased a renewed love, sinking his soul into the depths of her. Upper lip flushed against hers, his bottom lip rounded and cupped below hers. This kiss paled to the one he gave her as he bravely whispered his love just a few weeks ago. Paled to the accidental kiss she initiated in their dreams. This was a kiss only fitting of a homecoming of the utmost and enamored lovers. And this grandeur left her weak. As he lowered Mara to the ground, her knees buckled and a quick reflex pulled her in tighter to his broad and strengthened stature.

Her lips twitched as she fought a smile, breathless. “What are you doing?” She whispered in between quiet pants. The affection lifted something small that dwelled unknown to her spirit.

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