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@cornerhaunt closed starter from Neria to Solas

Leliana had been so unsubtle when pairing her with Solas for the afternoon that Neria just knew something was up with the other fellow elf Sera. Maybe she was anti mage, or a blood mage, or somehow hated elves despite being one, because Leliana was usually better at playing games and yet this one had been made obvious by her haste to keep them apart. "Wow, the whole... Warden Commander! Hero of Ferelden! celebration sure didn't last long, huh? She's clearly trying to keep me under control," she commented, amusedly, once alone with Solas, "If I haven't said it yet, it's very nice to meet you and I'm sorry you are meant to be my babysitter until my room is ready. I promise I'll do my best not to cause some kind of diplomatic incident on my very first day here. You a mage?"

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"You called your dog Kitty?" Neria asked with a widening smile, "Fantastic. Mine is named Dog. You two little buddies getting along?" she asked his dog, before looking up at Hawke again.

"Oh, mine always comes along regardless, but yeah, thanks, I'll take your offer," she accepted happily, now feeling far more relaxed in the presence of not only hers but two Mabari. She whistled at hers, maybe not the most delicate way to call him, but he barked and charged in their direction. She pulled at her hood to keep her face a little more hidden so she could follow Hawke through Kirkwall with some semblance of anonymity. But it didn't make much sense to lie to him, since he knew Anders and was helping her find a temporary place there. "By the way, I'm kinda... well known by Templars and mages alike, so I think I'll go by the name Dany this time, make things a little more quiet for myself... Do tell Anders that, really wouldn't mind having a little chat with him. Sweetroll?" she offered, taking one out for herself.

He turned to see what she'd spotted -- the dogs, of course. "Kitty!" He called to the mabari, a large and powerful fawn coated female that looked over at him, and wagged her thick tail. Giving a single loud, deep bark, she jerked her head as if to gesture, and turned to nudge Dog's muzzle with her own as if to say 'Look what I've found!'

"Mmm, yes. That's Kitty. Spoiled rotten layabout, most of the time." A complaint perhaps, but Hawke's deep voice was gruff with the affection he clearly held for the beast. "She'll see to it that yours comes along, if you'd like to move on. I'll show you where the Hanged Man is. I was probably going to be going there anyway." He always managed to end his nights there, it seemed, at the bar or up in Varric's 'suite'. Where else would he go, anyway?

"Unless you have somewhere better to go; I wouldn't suggest remaining on the streets after dark though, if you can help it."

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@solstice-muse-collective asked:

“ I miss  a  lot  of  things ,  but  you  have  to  keep  on  moving ,  don’t you ? ” From Neria for Cullen

"Looking back helps nothing." The answer came quietly, but firmly. Perhaps more firmly than he meant it to. He avoided looking back as best he could, but it was always there. Kinloch. Kirkwall. He remembered Neria, of course. He remembered her from Kinloch, remembered presiding over her Harrowing--- the first and only one he participated in, a waiting blade for if she failed. He remembered when they'd last encountered one another. It was a moment of pain and collapse.

He'd told no one of the things he'd experienced within the collapsing Circle... but she knew. She knew better than most. She knew his reaction, as well. How quick he'd been to condemn all mages within Ferelden's Circle just in the off chance one might be a blood mage. Did she blame him for it? For his response? He'd been a teenager, he'd been so young. But then there'd been Kirkwall...

A gloved hand rose, pinching the bridge of his nose a moment, steeling his mind. "It's... best to look towards the future. To improve and safeguard."

[mynameisalanwake]

oc tag game: Van Hawke

finally doing @sha-brytols tag game with Van <3

Name: Van Hawke

Alias: Champion of Kirkwall

Gender: Mercenary

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Age: 23 when they leave Lothering, 30 when the Chantry explodes, 34 when she is *yeeted*

Spoken language: Trade/Common, but considers her limited dwarven slang vocabulary a second language, much to Varric's chagrin.

Occupation: Crate Queen of Kirkwall

FAVORITE:

Color: Green

Entertainment: She and Isabela have an ongoing competition to see who can put the weirdest things in people's drinks without them noticing. So far, Van is winning - she put one of Sandal's socks in a guy's ale while he was passed out, and when he came to, he slugged the whole thing clean. Unclear if he ingested the sock (Van swears he didn't, Isabela insists he did).

Pastime: Scattering treats for birds in the middle of Hightown Market, picking at loose threads in Chantry banners until they fall apart

Food: Unfortunately, the Hanged Man's meat stew. Merrill's just excited to have someone to share it with and Van prefers it to her own cooking.

Drink: Whatever swill the Hanged Man has on tap - she's not really picky.

HAVE THEY...

Passed university: If by "university," you mean "her father's impossible standards"... then no.

Had sex: Uh, no??? (yes she has)

Had sex in public: There was that one time on the Storm Coast, but she was so paranoid that Anders didn't suggest it again.

Gotten tattoos: After Carver went off to the Wardens, she got a matching mabari tattoo on her shoulderblade - she was VERY excited to show him when they bumped into each other in Kirkwall.

Gotten piercings: She watched Bethany get her ears pierced when she was younger and passed out, so no.

Gotten scarred: Mostly her hands from the early days of learning magic and taking Bethany's fireballs.

Had a broken heart: Every single day of her life :)

ARE THEY...

A cuddler: Constantly. Most group hangs turn into cuddle puddles.

Scared easily: She, like Neria, LOVES scary, but doesn't scare easily. She likes pushing the limits on what scares other people.

Jealous easily: Yes, but only when it's Varric in a platonic best bro kind of way.

Trustworthy: To a fault.

FAMILY:

Parents/siblings: By the time the Chantry blows up, Carver is all she has and he's in the Wardens. She does spend time with Alistair & Neria when she and Anders go on the run, though, and they basically become her new family.

Children: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH no. It should frankly be illegal. She and Anders don't even meet Emlyn (Rook) until they're a teen.

Pets: I always name the dogs after my dog (Gilly) and I can't be fucked to come up with anything more creative, so here's a picture of irl Gilly bc she looks like a mabari

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Herederos del Fuego

Prompt de ilustración estilo anime – “Los herederos del fuego” > A high-quality anime-style illustration of three main fantasy characters standing together beneath a night sky filled with stars and floating embers. Neria, a young woman with long black hair and deep violet eyes, stands at the center. Her expression is serene but powerful, with a subtle flame burning in her gaze. She wears a dark indigo cloak over a silver-threaded tunic, and her hands glow softly with golden light — a symbol of her inherited power. Her posture is upright, protective and wise. To her right stands Evan, a tall young man with silver-streaked dark brown hair, soft gray-blue eyes, and a melancholic smile. He wears a high-collared blue coat, partially unbuttoned, with a leather-bound book in one hand and a protective stance toward Neria. His presence is calm, wounded, but full of devotion. To her left stands Adriel, with sharp green eyes, pale blond hair tied back, and a smirk full of secrets. He wears a black cloak with crimson lining, and a rune-inscribed glove on one hand glowing with dark fire. His pose is relaxed, leaning slightly toward Neria, as if teasing Evan while watching her intently. They are surrounded by magical symbols in the air, fragments of an ancient prophecy. In the background, a silver moon reflects on distant ruins, and the faint shape of a phoenix in flames rises behind them. Style: Detailed anime (Ufotable / Violet Evergarden style), dramatic lighting, intense emotional expression, wind effects in hair and clothing, glowing magical textures. Palette: twilight purples, ember gold, soft blues and deep blacks. Mood: destiny, tension, bond.

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Neria started laughing as soon as he figured out she wasn't actually planning to throw children at Darkspawn, and nudged him with her elbow, "Come on, I promise the only person I'll throw at those little monsters is me. And, well, I'd throw a few mages from the Circle if I had them at hand, but no small children will be harmed by your favorite mage." He looked so concerned that he was really asking for more teasing, honestly.

"It's also kinda funny that you'd think I'd do something straight up evil when I not only didn't execute the assassin sent to kill me, but befriended him. And rescued Sten." Alright, she had been ready to hit the Reverend Mother, but still. "Relax, man. Have an eggroll."

@savingthrcw asked | magic can kill. knives can kill. even small children, when launched at very fast speeds, can kill.

Alistair stared at his companion for the longest moment. She was jesting. Surely she was jesting. He wagged his finger at her in response, clearing his throat as he looked over to Zevran and Morrigan who were now just laughing quetly between themselves.

"You're pulling my leg. That's bad. Just like swooping. A terrible jest you have played on me. Don't worry. I'll get back at you. All of you. Mark my words." The man grumbled as he shakes his head a bit more. He was about to question the integrity of all that he knew, but thankfully, they were just teasing him. Now he rather felt foolish.

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Herederos del Fuego

Prompt de ilustración estilo anime – “Los herederos del fuego” > A high-quality anime-style illustration of three main fantasy characters standing together beneath a night sky filled with stars and floating embers. Neria, a young woman with long black hair and deep violet eyes, stands at the center. Her expression is serene but powerful, with a subtle flame burning in her gaze. She wears a dark indigo cloak over a silver-threaded tunic, and her hands glow softly with golden light — a symbol of her inherited power. Her posture is upright, protective and wise. To her right stands Evan, a tall young man with silver-streaked dark brown hair, soft gray-blue eyes, and a melancholic smile. He wears a high-collared blue coat, partially unbuttoned, with a leather-bound book in one hand and a protective stance toward Neria. His presence is calm, wounded, but full of devotion. To her left stands Adriel, with sharp green eyes, pale blond hair tied back, and a smirk full of secrets. He wears a black cloak with crimson lining, and a rune-inscribed glove on one hand glowing with dark fire. His pose is relaxed, leaning slightly toward Neria, as if teasing Evan while watching her intently. They are surrounded by magical symbols in the air, fragments of an ancient prophecy. In the background, a silver moon reflects on distant ruins, and the faint shape of a phoenix in flames rises behind them. Style: Detailed anime (Ufotable / Violet Evergarden style), dramatic lighting, intense emotional expression, wind effects in hair and clothing, glowing magical textures. Palette: twilight purples, ember gold, soft blues and deep blacks. Mood: destiny, tension, bond.

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Herederos del Fuego

Prompt de ilustración estilo anime – “Los herederos del fuego” > A high-quality anime-style illustration of three main fantasy characters standing together beneath a night sky filled with stars and floating embers. Neria, a young woman with long black hair and deep violet eyes, stands at the center. Her expression is serene but powerful, with a subtle flame burning in her gaze. She wears a dark indigo cloak over a silver-threaded tunic, and her hands glow softly with golden light — a symbol of her inherited power. Her posture is upright, protective and wise. To her right stands Evan, a tall young man with silver-streaked dark brown hair, soft gray-blue eyes, and a melancholic smile. He wears a high-collared blue coat, partially unbuttoned, with a leather-bound book in one hand and a protective stance toward Neria. His presence is calm, wounded, but full of devotion. To her left stands Adriel, with sharp green eyes, pale blond hair tied back, and a smirk full of secrets. He wears a black cloak with crimson lining, and a rune-inscribed glove on one hand glowing with dark fire. His pose is relaxed, leaning slightly toward Neria, as if teasing Evan while watching her intently. They are surrounded by magical symbols in the air, fragments of an ancient prophecy. In the background, a silver moon reflects on distant ruins, and the faint shape of a phoenix in flames rises behind them. Style: Detailed anime (Ufotable / Violet Evergarden style), dramatic lighting, intense emotional expression, wind effects in hair and clothing, glowing magical textures. Palette: twilight purples, ember gold, soft blues and deep blacks. Mood: destiny, tension, bond.

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Herederos del Fuego

Prompt de ilustración estilo anime – “Los herederos del fuego” > A high-quality anime-style illustration of three main fantasy characters standing together beneath a night sky filled with stars and floating embers. Neria, a young woman with long black hair and deep violet eyes, stands at the center. Her expression is serene but powerful, with a subtle flame burning in her gaze. She wears a dark indigo cloak over a silver-threaded tunic, and her hands glow softly with golden light — a symbol of her inherited power. Her posture is upright, protective and wise. To her right stands Evan, a tall young man with silver-streaked dark brown hair, soft gray-blue eyes, and a melancholic smile. He wears a high-collared blue coat, partially unbuttoned, with a leather-bound book in one hand and a protective stance toward Neria. His presence is calm, wounded, but full of devotion. To her left stands Adriel, with sharp green eyes, pale blond hair tied back, and a smirk full of secrets. He wears a black cloak with crimson lining, and a rune-inscribed glove on one hand glowing with dark fire. His pose is relaxed, leaning slightly toward Neria, as if teasing Evan while watching her intently. They are surrounded by magical symbols in the air, fragments of an ancient prophecy. In the background, a silver moon reflects on distant ruins, and the faint shape of a phoenix in flames rises behind them. Style: Detailed anime (Ufotable / Violet Evergarden style), dramatic lighting, intense emotional expression, wind effects in hair and clothing, glowing magical textures. Palette: twilight purples, ember gold, soft blues and deep blacks. Mood: destiny, tension, bond.

[voxvulgi]

First names didn’t travel with legends. Most people knew Elijah simply as “The Inquisitor”, less knew him as “Inquisitor Trevelyan”, and even less knew him as Elijah. He himself was guilty of overlooking given names and remembering only surnames, particularly when it came to history and his family’s many, many friends.

So it would only make sense that Neria didn’t ring a bell…but Surana did.

And Elijah’s mind did a complete 180.

His eyes widened, his jaw dropped, and he even blinked like a child taken aback by the sight of a living dragon.

“Oh— Oh, you’re—!” The Hero of Ferelden. That was The Hero of Ferelden! “Sorry— I’m so sorry. I know you just said you’re tired of being the centre of attention, but— ma’am, you ended a Blight! I think it’s fair to say I’m a huge fan, and— would it be weird if I— no, one second, sorry, one second—” Yes, he needed a second to remember how to move his body, and then he offered the lowest curtsy he could possibly manage without falling over.

Neria had to repress the sigh of relief that she almost let out. Whenever she was meeting anyone new she was generally wary as they often ended up fawning over her and acting completely ridiculous. This was why she struggled to get close to anyone. Of course it made sense though that Eli would act normally around her, he must face the same sort of attention from people wanting to get close to him.

She visibly relaxed, giving Leliana’s arm an approving squeeze before inclining her head to the other “Neria Surana, nice to meet you Eli” she smiled brightly

“I have to say, I’m glad you’re here, usually I would be the centre of attention in situations like this but now you’re the shiny new toy so I can finally stay out of the chaos” she laughed “though that does leave more time for Leliana to try to pester me into joining your organisation”

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Herederos del Fuego

Prompt de ilustración estilo anime – “Los herederos del fuego” > A high-quality anime-style illustration of three main fantasy characters standing together beneath a night sky filled with stars and floating embers. Neria, a young woman with long black hair and deep violet eyes, stands at the center. Her expression is serene but powerful, with a subtle flame burning in her gaze. She wears a dark indigo cloak over a silver-threaded tunic, and her hands glow softly with golden light — a symbol of her inherited power. Her posture is upright, protective and wise. To her right stands Evan, a tall young man with silver-streaked dark brown hair, soft gray-blue eyes, and a melancholic smile. He wears a high-collared blue coat, partially unbuttoned, with a leather-bound book in one hand and a protective stance toward Neria. His presence is calm, wounded, but full of devotion. To her left stands Adriel, with sharp green eyes, pale blond hair tied back, and a smirk full of secrets. He wears a black cloak with crimson lining, and a rune-inscribed glove on one hand glowing with dark fire. His pose is relaxed, leaning slightly toward Neria, as if teasing Evan while watching her intently. They are surrounded by magical symbols in the air, fragments of an ancient prophecy. In the background, a silver moon reflects on distant ruins, and the faint shape of a phoenix in flames rises behind them. Style: Detailed anime (Ufotable / Violet Evergarden style), dramatic lighting, intense emotional expression, wind effects in hair and clothing, glowing magical textures. Palette: twilight purples, ember gold, soft blues and deep blacks. Mood: destiny, tension, bond.

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@altuspavus

Saying that Neria was in a good mood couldn't capture the way her heart felt so full now that she had been reunited with Leliana. In person, for an undetermined amount of time. It could almost distract her from not having gotten a hold of Alistair yet. She wasn't a fan of being introduced as 'the Hero of Ferelden' to the few people from the Inquisitor's team who were close to the balcony were they were standing, though 'one of my dearest and oldest friends' was nice. And she hadn't seen Cullen face to face yet - now that was gonna be fun. "I'd have you as our guest of honor tonight, but-" "Nah, not before I talk to your new boss myself." "My new-!" Leliana didn't continue her surprised retort and smiled at Neria's smirk, recognizing that she was being messed with. She had changed, Leliana, had gotten darker, quieter, but this was still a thing for them. "I have to make sure we've got our stories straight so I can help with... whatever... that is," she gestured at the inquisitor who was on the floor below, talking to the people there to rally them up and keep them hopeful, "I'm only here as moral support and to stab demons. Also, possibly, never as a guest of honor of anything, thanks?" Still, as the speech quickly got derailed by the curious crowd and touched the Herald of Andraste subject that she had heard about but wanted nothing to do with, Neria wondered if she was joining a cult. She did chuckle eventually, and her voice had a note of hilarity in it: "I am... so uncomfortable right now," she grinned at Leliana, "I regret so many things." "I know you don't even believe in the Maker, but if anyone asks-" "All hail to the Herald, yes, no problem. Still." She gave herself a push away from the railing, "I am going to need all of the alcohol." Leliana quickly turned to the one introduced as Dorian Pavus, whispering something that Neria guessed to be about accompanying her. To keep her out of trouble, probably. Because company had worked so well as a deterrent, ten years ago. "All the alcohol," she repeated to Dorian.

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Herederos del Fuego

Prompt de ilustración estilo anime – “Los herederos del fuego” > A high-quality anime-style illustration of three main fantasy characters standing together beneath a night sky filled with stars and floating embers. Neria, a young woman with long black hair and deep violet eyes, stands at the center. Her expression is serene but powerful, with a subtle flame burning in her gaze. She wears a dark indigo cloak over a silver-threaded tunic, and her hands glow softly with golden light — a symbol of her inherited power. Her posture is upright, protective and wise. To her right stands Evan, a tall young man with silver-streaked dark brown hair, soft gray-blue eyes, and a melancholic smile. He wears a high-collared blue coat, partially unbuttoned, with a leather-bound book in one hand and a protective stance toward Neria. His presence is calm, wounded, but full of devotion. To her left stands Adriel, with sharp green eyes, pale blond hair tied back, and a smirk full of secrets. He wears a black cloak with crimson lining, and a rune-inscribed glove on one hand glowing with dark fire. His pose is relaxed, leaning slightly toward Neria, as if teasing Evan while watching her intently. They are surrounded by magical symbols in the air, fragments of an ancient prophecy. In the background, a silver moon reflects on distant ruins, and the faint shape of a phoenix in flames rises behind them. Style: Detailed anime (Ufotable / Violet Evergarden style), dramatic lighting, intense emotional expression, wind effects in hair and clothing, glowing magical textures. Palette: twilight purples, ember gold, soft blues and deep blacks. Mood: destiny, tension, bond.

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"Now, shouldn't you say something like 'I'm the Grey Wardens boss, nothing strings me' and pretend you didn't feel it? What's with the normal-person complaining?" Neria retorted, but she also rubbed her other arm in what she hoped was a reassuring move. She hoped it was, she hadn't been out of the Tower for long before Ostagar so she hadn't exactly learned the art of social interactions just yet.

"I'm sorry, like I said, I'm still far from learning how to heal people and I'm assuming you don't want me to cauterize this, so crappy tincture from Lothering it is," she continued, tending to the wound, "But their dumplings are delicious and I have one for you when this is done."

@savingthrcw asked | ❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

A yelp rang out in the camp, teeth sunk into her bedroll as the mixture of...whatever this tincture had in it. Meredith could feel the sting for a good long moment, but soon enough the pain ebbed away and left her feeling numb. A soft whimper and other sounds of discontent leave her as she releases the blankets from her jaws.

"A little, Neria? It feels like you poured acid into my wound..." she groused out, looking up to see the other. Her vision doubled and a wave of pain-induced nausea filled her senses. "Gods...what even was that?"

[eternityendures-archive]

          ---“Dogsbane and cypress.” She says, looking through the other person rather than at them, her eyes appear glazed over, but there is no mistaking the direction of her voice or the clarity of her words. “Motherwort. Do you know?” 

[solstice-muse-collective]

🔥 🔥 🔥 // your choice on who (:

I’ll do one for each of our threads, just because I can!

With Lysander, he doesn’t really know Dorian yet, he does find him very physically attractive, particularly his build in general and also the moustache (obviously)

Claudia may grudgingly admit that Aldrik has nice hair. In reality, she definitely finds him attractive and has definitely maybe had the occasional glance at his ass when he’s walking ahead.

For Neria, she definitely finds Alistair’s sense of humour and kindness attractive and for Cullen it would likely be the his commitment to what he believes in (even if they disagree on the matter she can still respect the strength of his conviction)