#post-datv

[schmooplesthesecond]

chapter 2 of my fic is up

idk how to do promotion i hope you all enjoy it <3

[bluerose5]

Since I totally didn't forget it was DA Day, here have an extremely short snippet of Chapter 2 that I'm working on. 😏

He drew Zevran close, lacing their fingers together.

“I'd be a fool to let you out of my sight now,” he said, causing Zevran to chuckle.

“Whatever helps you sleep better at night, my dear.”

[blade-of-the-crow]

Hey! I decided to make a short angsty fanfic for Davrin and Wardenrook!

Hope you enjoy a little snippet 🥹(not beta’d wanted to get this out quickly!)

What happens when after all they've sacrificed a simple life with their half-bird half-cat kid just isn't in the cards for our heroes 🥺

PART 1

It’s been nearly 5 years since the fight against the blighted elven gods, or as Bellara liked to explain it, a fight with several little wars.

Thedas has more or less moved on, she’s not back to normal and will never be the same as it was but in some way we are stronger for it.

Tevinter has a ruler that has begun to repair the damage its legacy has left on the world and the elves are slowly being recognized as people in their own right and not beings whose sole purpose is to live as slaves, and as for the Wardens, well the Wardens are figuring out what their purpose is now that the last archdemon has been slayed.

Since the fall of Elgar’nan the strength of the blight in Thedas has diminished greatly and with the help of the remaining wardens who volunteered, the South is finally starting to see the promise of one day hosting life again.

After the final battle the Veilguard went its separate ways. Neve stayed in Tevinter, Lucanis and Bellara returned home to help rebuild their organizations, Emmrich and Manfred returned to the Necropolis and Taash went to live with Harding’s ma who was in one of the first convoys from Southern Thedas fleeing the blight.

As for a certain Warden power couple Rook and Davrin decided to make their dreams of a quiet life with their half-bird, half-cat kid together a reality. Everything was finally coming together until two months ago.

“Hey Rook!” I hear a familiar voice call out my name as I am trying to hack through a blight tendril blocking what should be a doorway according to old blue prints.

About a year ago what was left of Warden leadership decided now might be a good idea to see if Weisshaupt could be taken back. With the darkspawn gone and the gods dead the blight's hold over the fortress wasn’t what it once was. I offered my assistance a couple months ago and came up here while Davrin decided to stay behind in Arlathan with Eldrin and the griffons.

“Yea?!” I called out.

“The first Warden wants to see you in her office!”

“Alright!” I called out as I sheathed my blade. “But give me a hand it’s easier to jump down this pit then it will be jumping up.”

I reached my hand up and felt a firm grasp take hold and lift me out.

“Damn Thorne skimping out on rations?” The man is taller than I am so I have to crane my neck to see who it was. I sigh when I realize who they sent to fetch me.

“And here I thought your ass was among the names of the fallen who had not been identified yet.”

“Bloody hell who knew you grew into such a bitter bitch.” He laughed “I guess you’re still upset about how I ratted you out to the higher ups back then huh.”

“Oh wait was that before or after I found you balls deep in a fresh twenty-year-old recruit.” I scowl at him.

Ashton Anderson, a fellow warden who I had the foolish notion to choose as my first love. We met shortly after our joining. It was a whirlwind romance that lasted way longer than it should have. My punishment for my actions with the horde wouldn’t have been so severe if not for him whispering shit into the First Warden’s ear about how my ‘reckless’ actions were a result of a broken heart and that I was not fit for anything other than a junior warden position. Turns out there was a promotion in the works and that the two names brought forth were ours. He used his position as my unfaithful ex-boyfriend as leverage.

‘Son of a bitch.’

“Okay I see you’re still upset about that.” He had the nerve to look sheepish and turn his head away.

“Actually what you did was probably the best thing for me. It led me to where and who I belong with so if you don’t mind I’ll be going.” I said as I stalked off.

Never had I imagined I’d run into him but to be honest it was a good thing. If it was anyone else I might not have been able to breeze past that comment about my weight so easily. I am able to hide my appearance under warm clothes and heavy make up, but how frail I am underneath is another thing entirely.

I get lost in my thoughts and before I know it I am in front of the First Wardens office. I take a moment to compose myself not knowing what laid behind those doors. I knock and a moment later a familiar voice calls out in response.

“Come in.” I push inside the door and find the first warden and her partner.

“Rook” Evka greets with a nod as she gets up from her seat behind her desk and walks over to where her husband was standing.

“Evka, Antoine.” I nod “What’s up, someone told me that you guys needed to see me.”

“Oui, thank you for coming so quickly.” Antoine replies as he gestures to the chair in front of the desk. “Please have a seat.”

“Uh oh.” I joke “Why does it feel like I’m being brought before a jury.” I say trying to make light of the situation.

“Rook.” Evka shakes her head. “I think you know exactly why you are here.” She admonishes gently.

I sigh. “How long have you guys known?” I asked not looking directly at them.

“Antoine knew as soon as you arrived.” Evka said as she sat down next to me and placed a warm hand on my knee. “I clued in a few weeks later, when you started getting turned around getting to the mess hall, a route you knew like the back of your head. I asked Antoine after to make sure I wasn’t making a bigger deal of it in my head. You taking longer each day to get ready in the morning was another obvious clue.”

“I can’t hide anything from you guys it seems.” I respond after a lengthy pause.

“You’re right. I hear it. I hear my calling.”

[juxhex]

"i sure hope no elven deity breaks free from their prison in the fade and starts wreaking havoc on thedas"

the nefarious ghilan'nain:

[winter-wise]

A Mourn Watch student finds out about Emmrich and Rook, 9:52, colourised

[ajastu]

[Rook voice] maybe if you had some friends you'd calm down 🙄

[blighted-elf]

Dragon Age: The Veilguard - Morrigan Reveal

[beaulesbian]

Emmrich & Lucanis banter about/with Spite because it's a very fun angle of conversation between them

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[houndvoice]

I am sure this has been done somewhere before but I drew it just in case

Bonus: Rook immediately before ripping up all the couch cushions in a panic

[ssenza]

It is calming to see something familiar in another

inspo x x

[rookanisstuff]

Rook got her dance

[rachelamberish]

Yikes. Unfollowing now. Huge fan of his rebellion, imprisonment of the elven gods and creation of the Veil. Didn’t know his wife was ~2,979 years younger than him

[atarial]

veilguard friends!!!

was fun to do this, and not worry about details so much like i usually do with my art :D

[thatwavephenomenon]

me: i sure hope the crows are not gonna be solely depicted in veilguard as a brave force who 'fight for all' when they are at their core a criminal organization who is known to buy children to indoctrinate them and turn them into assassins, by putting them in overcrowded warehouses and making them fight for scrapes in order not to starve, to later torture those who reach adulthood to finish their initiations and kill them anyways if they dare to try getting out

bioware: i cooka da pizza

[sun-marie]

Nightmare :(

[winter-wise]

lucanis + the infamous grocery store text post