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“The healer has the bloodiest hands.”

Fen’Harel. The Dread Wolf. Know-It-All-Prick

Fen’ara, ma hima garahnen.

#DARP (currently in Skyhold - Inquisition era )
Pinned
Found a beautiful grotto in Crestwood. Might dump my girlfriend there later.
I fade step into a place I recognize
Laced with subtle pain and hidden words unspoken
Ma vhenan ir abelas
Ar suledin nadas
November 27, 2025 at 2:26 AM
Solas nodded. “The dwarves are skilled in their husbandry. Yes yes, sadly, the rest of the deepstalkers were corrupted. Much like anything else red lyrium touches.”
>
Davrien clicked his tongue to get D'elgara's attention, and gave her the other treat as she turned her head to look at him.

"You're welcome, lethallin." he replied, smiling.

"I'd heard that - apparently they use them to help them mine lyrium, I believe -along with using them for their meat." (+)
Solas took the small treat and nodded.

"Ma serannas."

Gently, the treat was dangled by his knees, enough to get Nehn to walk around to his front before he let it drop.

>
November 20, 2025 at 7:54 PM
Solas took the small treat and nodded.

"Ma serannas."

Gently, the treat was dangled by his knees, enough to get Nehn to walk around to his front before he let it drop.

>
*chuckles, and strokes D'elgara soothingly as the little fennec tilts her head to one side looking at Nehn warily*

"She's too small and shy to eat you, little one. It's alright." he gave her another pet. "It'll take time, but I'm sure she'll get there in time."

He takes a couple of small (+)
Nehn trilled and hid behind Solas' legs. She may have been predator, but as her small size, D'elgar currently outsized her. Solas laughed and pet her head.

"Indeed, we did, lethallin. She is getting better at recall. I am still trying to get her comfortable around other animals. As you can tell."
November 20, 2025 at 7:30 PM
Nehn trilled and hid behind Solas' legs. She may have been predator, but as her small size, D'elgar currently outsized her. Solas laughed and pet her head.

"Indeed, we did, lethallin. She is getting better at recall. I am still trying to get her comfortable around other animals. As you can tell."
*out for a little walk with D'elgara and sees Nehn, the little fennec immediately yelps at the sight of the deepstalker and jumps into Davrien's arms, barking*

"It's alright little one; we won't let her hurt you. Hello, lethallin. I see we had a similar idea. How goes her training?"
Taking Nehn for a walk outside. The little deepstalker dons a custom harness and leash.

She’s on a long lead today as Solas practices her recall.
November 20, 2025 at 6:18 PM
"You are kind to say so."

Accepting his fate of having the pink pigment stain him for a while, he lowered his hands and gave his full attention to the Seeker.

"Skyhold had many uses and many owners before the Inquisition. I felt it fitting to ensure the Inquisitor's story was told."
“Neatness is overrated in many talents if your end results proves true. You are…quite skilled in your art.”

Cassandra leaned over from the stairs, very much preferring to look at the mage’s art over the large headache preparing troops was turning out to be
"Unfortunately, yes. Have you heard the expression, 'cleanliness is close to godliness?' Safe to say I am no god."

He continued to pick at his nail, only getting a small bit of the pink out. The rest now smeared over his thumb. Solas let out a heavy sigh.
November 20, 2025 at 6:16 PM
As predicted, it didn't take long to find ones in need to assistance. The Crossroads was still a spot for many refugees displaced by the war between mages and templar, even if the Inquisitor put an end to that battle, >
Cole smiled as best as he could remember to at Solas, though he knew it was not truly needed, it felt like it mattered, and that was good enough.
“A service, a service, we are of service…” He hummed the words like a song as they traveled, coming upon the old dirt road
"We are part of the Inquisition, and this is in service to the organization," he reassured the young man, placing his hand on the other's shoulder.

Once packed up, Solas led the way deeper to the Hinterlands.

"Come along, Cole. Let us see who we can help."
November 20, 2025 at 6:13 PM
// anyone else's anxiety so high even seeing you have a DM sets it off?

even when I KNOW it's just Cole bookmarking for us!
November 20, 2025 at 6:08 PM
Taking Nehn for a walk outside. The little deepstalker dons a custom harness and leash.

She’s on a long lead today as Solas practices her recall.
November 19, 2025 at 8:35 PM
"We are part of the Inquisition, and this is in service to the organization," he reassured the young man, placing his hand on the other's shoulder.

Once packed up, Solas led the way deeper to the Hinterlands.

"Come along, Cole. Let us see who we can help."
“Really? We can go now? It will be alright to leave? Yes. I would like to…I remember there were many people huddled together…but we passed and…” Cole reached over, collecting lenghts of freshly washed linen banages that had been drying undetected near the stove, and putting them in his pockets
"How about we take a trip to the Crossroads in the Hinterlands? There are many refugees there and I am certain more than a handful are in need of some compassion."
November 19, 2025 at 7:11 PM
This was a surprise. Solas remained calm eternally, but before, where he previously only allowed himself to believe Fen'ara was special, perhaps in part because of his mark, he now was seeing just how wrong he had been. They were all real. They all had depth. He had been so wrong. >
"The same can be said about yourself, Solas." He chuckled through his nose, teasing in return.

"I want to make an atonement for my people and the actions that they have caused; the suffering of the Dalish people. I hope that by my actions alone, will bring the others out of hiding and ( + )
"I believe you, Dorian. You are not a very good liar," he teased.

"Joking aside, your intentions are admiral. Have you many encounters with the Dalish? >
November 19, 2025 at 7:08 PM
He’s awake and avoiding the fade. Mythal was on his mind.

She was always on his mind.

He missed her terribly. But his regret would not let him face her.

He didn’t want to dream tonight for he knew she’d be there haunting him.
November 19, 2025 at 8:33 AM
"How about we take a trip to the Crossroads in the Hinterlands? There are many refugees there and I am certain more than a handful are in need of some compassion."
“It is…different. But if I create and give away it adds to something? I’m not sure what it is…I would offer more…” He perked up in the firelight. “Does anything need me today? I used to hear smaller hurts but they are dimmer…”
"Your music lessons went well, as I recall. At least, when we shared a rhythm session. Has creating made you feel different? Creating joy instead of offering compassion? It is a change, but still an important aspect to aspire to."
November 18, 2025 at 8:55 PM
Ven adahlen
Emma la banal’ras
Ar then in theneras
Tu shiral u
Melana tel’revas
Numin tel’halam

>>> Translation<<<<
In the forest
I am the shadow.
I awake in dreams
To travel alone
Time is not freedom
Cries do not end
November 18, 2025 at 8:01 PM
"Your music lessons went well, as I recall. At least, when we shared a rhythm session. Has creating made you feel different? Creating joy instead of offering compassion? It is a change, but still an important aspect to aspire to."
His hat tipped down in concentration. The fire popped in the wood stove nearby. “Well…I stab for helping…I don’t forget to breathe anymore. And I eat, and cook a little, with a pot! And play music…”
With or without the memory spoken, his washed out eyes still fell sullen. But Cole needed guidance, that made Solas feel more like the wisdom he used to be.

"You are doing well being here. Look how far you've already come in such a short while."
November 18, 2025 at 7:57 PM
// can't believe I'm this old and still can't figure out how quote tweets work
November 18, 2025 at 7:56 PM
"I believe you, Dorian. You are not a very good liar," he teased.

"Joking aside, your intentions are admiral. Have you many encounters with the Dalish? >
( + ) dalish in any more danger than what they are already. I want to ensure they have a secure and safe place to stay, until their clans can be found and located." Said the altus as he continued. "I hope you do know that I'm thinking about them, than myself or my family name."
November 18, 2025 at 7:55 PM
“I can’t tell you how much I love sleeping. If I could sleep all the time, I would.”
November 18, 2025 at 5:12 AM
With or without the memory spoken, his washed out eyes still fell sullen. But Cole needed guidance, that made Solas feel more like the wisdom he used to be.

"You are doing well being here. Look how far you've already come in such a short while."
He bit back a memory of Felassan that wanted to be spoken. It wouldn’t help. <The sound of an arrow. Why did you leave me alone my friend? Everything is long ago now. Did we ever laugh?>
“Yes. I want to learn more! What to do, how to be here…”
"Yes. What's worse, is...they are real as well. Felassan was right. And I would not hear it."

Another regret. Another sigh.

"But I am glad you are here as well, Cole. I hope I have given you some lessons at least, on what not to do."
November 18, 2025 at 4:23 AM
In the rotunda, picking at his nail. He managed to be a blob in pink pigment stuck under there and now cannot seem to get it out.
November 18, 2025 at 3:56 AM
"Yes. What's worse, is...they are real as well. Felassan was right. And I would not hear it."

Another regret. Another sigh.

"But I am glad you are here as well, Cole. I hope I have given you some lessons at least, on what not to do."
“The world is real, but it’s not your world.” Cole sighed. He wished he was stronger. Maybe an older one of his purpose could heal Wisdom, or at the least, help him forget. But there was something else, something like a shadow…
“I’m… glad you are here, father.”
"No" he laughed, but it was a sad laugh. "The veil changed that."

He need not explain the rest, Cole could feel the pain and regret inside Solas. If they never made bodies for themselves, they never would have grown to power. If they didn't get fat on power, he never would have rebelled.
November 18, 2025 at 3:38 AM
The idle chatter in the library around them was like a warm blanket to break the ice between them. The tranquil in the corner was talking about new research she acquired with another mage. Someone around the other corner laughed.

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Dorian sighed through his nose, and kept his arms folded to his chest. It was clear that perhaps the altus was getting through to him. After many months of the two fighting, maybe now they would finally put their differences aside and work together. "I equally apologize for my behavior. ( + )
Of course Solas needed no reminder about he and Dorian's fight. "For that, I apologise. It was a moment of weakness on my part, Dorian. I haven't been that hot-headed and quick tempered since I was a much younger man."
November 18, 2025 at 3:35 AM
"No" he laughed, but it was a sad laugh. "The veil changed that."

He need not explain the rest, Cole could feel the pain and regret inside Solas. If they never made bodies for themselves, they never would have grown to power. If they didn't get fat on power, he never would have rebelled.
Cole looked at his hand and then the fire. The lack of a promise was not lost on him, and the space between Compassion and Wisdom felt like a wide valley in his mind.
“Shaping and peace…bodies changed it?”
"Back then, you could pass back and forth freely without the stress or fear of being twisted. The world bent to your will, while those who were not spirits could still shape it by hand. We learned from each other. Were at peace with each other. For a time."
November 18, 2025 at 3:24 AM
//OOC but I feel like seeing all this Gambit for Rivals is finally a cleanse from how dirty they did him in Deadpool
November 15, 2025 at 10:21 AM
“It’s snowing in the Hinterlands. I think that makes the mountains a block of ice.”
November 13, 2025 at 11:21 PM
MA SERANNAS!!!

I’ve been searching for this for ages ever since my old sending crystal broke.

You have my thanks.
November 13, 2025 at 10:49 PM