#ser cauthrien

[fear-and-loathing-in-ferelden]

#alix wilton regan #dragon age #mass effect #bioware #cyberpunk #divinity #assassin's creed #voice artist #gay #wlw #va #voice actor #ser cauthrien #samantha traynor #the inquisitor #twitter #edit by olive

[illusivesoul]

"You say that with such... righteousness. Loghain used to have that ring in his voice. He has not sounded that way in many months now. It is... not so clear an enemy when it is your own people you fight"

#ser cauthrien #dragon age #dragon age origins #dragon age: origins #illusivedits #illusivesouledits #loghain mac tir #teyrn loghain #queen anora #anora mac tir #videogamewomen #gamingladies #dragon age screenshots #gamingladiesedit #da origins #anora x ser cauthrien #da:o #da: origins #dragon age series #dragon age women #lady knight #lady knights

[deedeemactir]

Do we have a fandom-established first name for Ser Cauthrien? Is Cauthrien supposed to be her first name??

#dragon age #questions #ser cauthrien #dragon age origins

[bisexualalistairtheirin]

Not to be dramatic but I brute forced the Ser Cauthrien fight and won. I feel invincible. Ignore my dead entourage.

#Ser Cauthrien #yeah Lachlan is my most busted Warden so far #'but the extra dog sl-' Sarim died almost immediately bless his soul I don't think that counts #I feel like a true gamer #on my birthday no less

[vigilskeep]

started thinking okay minerva would not have gotten anywhere with duncan but if she HAD gone for someone at ostagar who would it have been and was running through people who were at ostagar and my brain was like “oh and hawke was—” and literally before i even thought anything i had to instinctively do the mental equivalent of spraying a water bottle at myself like a misbehaving cat

#im absolutely not doing that but it would be HYSTERICAL #the way mages act around that boy. unreal #still a lot of really funny options here #daveth a strong contender naturally #carver i think that would be incredible and he wouldnt be able to convince anybody it happened #trying to list literally anyone at ostagar now. where are the women. WAIT #SER CAUTHRIEN

[mabaris]

preliminary round masterpost

#dragon age #bianca davri #ser cauthrien #leske #dragon age shale #mine #meow meow poll

[crunchbuttsteak]

Okay the summer sword from DA:O has some of the funniest lore for a sword in the game.

In 8:84 Blessed, Lord Aurelien of Montsimmard, champion of the Grand Tourney of Ansburg, commissioned a sword for his youngest son Luis, who aspired to the Chevaliers. Insisting that his boy have nothing but the best, Lord Aurelien sought out the most renowned master smith in the Orlesian Empire, Vercenne of Halamshiral, who was at that time nearly eighty, and begged the old man to make the blade. Vercenne refused. His sight was failing him and he had no wish to come out of retirement. But Aurelien offered an exorbitant sum of gold, and eventually overcame the artisan's resistance.

The old master labored for several months, folding steel, honing the edge to perfection. The resulting blade was as long as a man is tall, and sharp as the tongue of any noblewoman. Vercenne proclaimed it, in a fit of irony, the "Summer Sword," since he had crafted it in the winter of his lifetime.

Lord Aurelien brought Luis with him to receive the sword from the hand of the old master. When the boy saw the Summer Sword, he turned up his nose at his father's gift: Such great two-handed blades were no longer in fashion at court. He preferred an estoc. Aurelien was mortified; he insisted that Luis carry the blade and apologized to Vercenne, but to no avail. The sword smith cursed the boy, saying that for his pride, regardless of blade he carried, he would fail anyway.

Luis was eventually knighted, and joined the ranks of the Chevaliers. In 8:98 Blessed he was appointed command of the Chevaliers in Denerim, and hoped to make a name for himself. And so he did: he was the most detested chevalier in Ferelden, well-known for his acts of depravity. In 9:1 Dragon, he met Loghain Mac Tir in battle at Avinash. Luis lost his estoc early in the fighting, became separated from his men, and ended up facing down Loghain himself armed only with the Summer Sword—which he had never before drawn. Practice might have saved him where pride did not. Loghain made short work of the pompous chevalier and took the greatsword as a trophy.

Tl;dr: it was made in Orlais for spoiled rich kid who got his daddy to buy him a good sword, but he then didn’t want it because it was out of fashion, and then when he actually tried to use it he got his ass absolutely handed to him.

#dragon age origins #dragon age #loghain mac tir #ser cauthrien

[sulky-valkyrie]

happy friday! I'd love to see 'quit playing the martyr. we’re not leaving you behind' for HOF Alistair?

Sorry it's short, but I hope you enjoy! for @dadrunkwriting

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“Look, I’ll hold them off, you and Anora can sneak out the back and -”

Alistair’s arm was around her waist and he was dragging her backwards.  “Shut up and stop playing the martyr, ‘Ris.  We’re not leaving you behind.  We’ll all go and scale the wall - Anora, you remember the mangled up tree in the back corner of the courtyard?”

“I quite agree with my . . . brother-in-law,” Anora said, eying him suspiciously.  “My father’s - well, I think I can only say he’s gone mad.  If this is how he’s going to treat his own daughter, then I shudder to think what he’d do to you.”

“Plus we’ll never get anything done if he’s in charge,” Morrigan said, jerking a thumb at Alistair.

He rolled his eyes and turned to glare at her.  “Do you ever shut up?”  The distraction was enough to let Tabris break from his grip and run to the main entrance.

“By order of Teryn Loghain Mac - oof!”  Tabris pushed one of the guards into a woman she recognized from Ostagar, cutting off whatever pompous speech she had planned.

She heard swords come out along with Alistair’s panicked, “Damnit, ‘Ris!”

“We surrender!”  

What?  Tabris looked back in confusion to see the bloody queen of Ferelden marching out, hands up.  Alistair was behind her, sword half out, mouth open in shock.

“These fine Grey Wardens here just rescued me from Rendon Howe and they will -” she gave Tabris a pointed look “-lay down their arms as a gesture of faith and their honorable intentions.”

Fucking shem.  She sighed and tossed her blades to the ground.

Alistair was slower to listen to his sort-of-sister-in-law and definite monarch.  “‘Ris?”

“Do it.”  

The woman in charge of the guards seemed a little disappointed that the fight was over before it had started, and put her own weapon up as she took a hasty bow.  “Your majesty.”

“Cauthrien.”  Anora’s tone was polite, but cold.  “I’ll be staying with Arl Eamon, do please let my father know that I’m safe.”

“Yes, Highness.  But the Grey Wardens,” she started, then paused.  “They’re wanted.  For, uh,  treason?  Murdering your husband.”

Anora nodded dismissively.  “Yes, fine, take them away, but they need to stand trial.  Properly.”  She gave Tabris a quick pleading look, a look that said I’m sorry.  Never trust a fucking shem.  

Well, it wasn’t her first time being arrested, at least.  “I want receipts for my gear,” she said as she knelt down and laced her hands above her head.

#da drunk writing circle #fanfic #dragon age #fanfic writing #alistair x warden #warden tabris #ser cauthrien #queen anora #ris #prompt fills

[ishouldgay]

Anyone got any headcanons about Ser Cauthrien ???? I’m trying to build her backstory out more since she’s the military advisor in my fic but there is so little content for her :(

Right now I’m mainly figuring out how/why her affair with Anora fell apart but I feel like Anora doesn’t have a ton of lore either.

#ser cauthrien #queen anora #dragon age

[shenaniginstigations]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Dragon Age II Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Ser Cauthrien (Dragon Age), Female Hawke (Dragon Age), Carver Hawke Summary:

AU: Ser Cauthrien had never disobeyed an order from Loghain Mac Tir ... until now. That choice leads to another choice ... and another, and from one decision, the lives of many will be changed forever.

Been toying with this idea for a few years now and finally got it started. Started a new playthrough with Cauthrien Hawke. My default choice has always been the smartass, so I’m interested to see how Ser Squarebritches makes out.

She and Aveline should get along wonderfully. Isabela, well ...

#Ser Cauthrien #Cauthrien #dragon age 2 #Dragon Age #Way leads on to way

[redlyriumidol]

god this is after Isolde says "she's a woman just like me"

"and pretty too" like dam let her live... it's been ages since I have played as anything but a male elf (with which this dialogue is about elves) and this completely caught me off guard lol

#i understand why they do this but its funny that your character is always treated as the most beautiful person to walk the earth #my first cousland looked like a drowned rat isolde was much prettier #its also weird how they replace any instance that someone talks about you being an elf/dwarf with 'woman' if you're a human woman #'i didnt know there were women grey wardens' r u an idiot? #there are literally women in the highest ranks of the fereldan military and the templars #like ok meredith is later but ser cauthrien is in the SAME GAME as these fools who are in a committed relationship w misogyny for no reason #dragon age

[aquarines]

#dragon age origins #dragon age #polls #anora #morrigan #leliana #who embodies all three? #or leave separately in tags

[illusivesoul]

A Ser Cauthrien/Anora fic for my Femslash February collection, using the prompt "Warmth" from @meganmoonlight Dragon Age Femslash February Prompts

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Ratings: Teen and Up

Words: 710

Summary: Having lost the throne, Anora and Ser Cauthrien rest by a fire on the road.

Read it on AO3

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Anora had never been a big fan of the countryside.

She hated the thought that years of living in a palace getting all her needs tended to had made her soft -she was the daughter of the man who preferred to sleep in a tent when a whole palace was available to him, after all- but she couldn’t deny that she was not getting used to the wilds after so many days on the road. The bugs seemed to creep everywhere, the mud clogged her boots and socks, and then there was the cold. She was Fereldan, Maker’s sake. She was no stranger to the bone freezing snow and wind that crept up from the ice lands beyond the Korcari Wilds every year. Yet, it was different to endure winter while having the finest royal furs at your disposal than having to endure it while only having a cheap coat purchased with the few coins she had at her disposal. At least she had managed to start a small fire that gave her some warmth. She congratulated herself on having been able to put the tent up, even if it had been over a decade since she had done so and had ended with more than a few cuts in her hand. She smiled longingly as she watched the firm structure. Loghain would be proud. She couldn’t help but wonder where has now, and into which underground pit the Wardens must have sent him to to fight darkspawn.

“Maker, keep him safe”

She cracked more dried sticks and threw them in front, her hands shivering as she did, watching the fires rise from the small pile of dried leaves and sticks in front of her.

By the time the sound of steps reached her ears, the former queen was already on her feet, a sharp dagger in front of her ready to slice anyone and anything that approached.

"Put the toothpicks down, your Majesty. It's me"

Anora sighed in relief as she saw Cauthrien stepping out from the shadow of the treeline.

Cauthrien had a large sack she carried on her back, and a small cut near her forehead that she didn’t have before.

“Were you trying to catch rabbits that were too fast?” Anora asked sarcastically.

“Funny”

"Where’s your armour?"

"Sold it in town. Didn't precisely help us to go unnoticed, and it would help us even less when crossing the border. I got you this with the coins I got"

“No one asked why you were selling such good armour?”

“Dead soldiers aren’t precisely rare these days, Anora. Lots of weapons and armour hit the markets everyday from all the battlefields across the country”

And with that phrase, the thoughts that had been haunting her since that fateful day in Denerim returned once more. “I could have done more. I could have tried harder. I… I failed my people”

Cauthrien opened the sack beside her, and pulled out a large, brown fur rub from it. The former queen felt warmer already just by looking at it, and the thoughts that haunted her vanished for a moment.

"A dwarf was selling these. Dwarves make good fur coats too, apparently. Then again, everything they make is good, so I don't know why I didn't expect their coats to be of equal quality. You don’t think about dwarves getting cold, I guess”

Anora smiled as Cauthriend placed the coat over her, the fur settling nicely against her.

“Where are you going?”

“To keep watch”

“You can keep watch besides me. It’s freezing and the coat is large enough for us both”

“I don’t mind the cold. And you need all the warmth you can get”

"Maker’s breath, no wonder my father spoke so highly of you. Stop being so bloody stubborn and get here"

Cauthrien smiled "Is that an order, my queen?"

"If you want it to be, then it is. And according to you I need all the warmth I can get"

Cauthrien chuckled as she snuck under the coat, wasting no time in wrapping her arm around Anora. The queen smiled, enjoying the feeling of the strong arms wrapping around her. The two watched the crackling fire, holding each other tightly as the cold winds passed by them, no longer a bother to them.

#dragon age #dragon age fanfic #dragon age fanfiction #anora mac tir #anora x ser cauthrien #queen anora #ser cauthrien #ser cauthrien x anora #illusivesoulwriting

[deedeemactir]

You know who would’ve been a way scarier villain than Corypheus? Ser Cauthrien.

#she whipped my ASS #so many times #love that for her #ser cauthrien

[breadedsinner]

Judith Banters: Aveline

Aveline: You’re a surprisingly good fighter.

Judith: Ah. And your ability to give compliments is as expected.

Aveline: I mean to say you’re tactful. Disciplined. When we first met, I assumed you were a farmer’s daughter recruited into the army to stop the Blight.

Judith: My father was no farmer, and I willingly joined the army a few years before the Blight. I had received a bit of training before then.

Aveline: You have family in the army, then?

Judith: No, Templars.

Aveline: Why would they help—

Judith: Ferelden is a very big, often brutal place. There are still places where people understand community, even the Templars.

Aveline: Well, we’re not in Ferelden anymore.

Judith: No, we’re not.

*

Aveline: So why did you join, considering your … circumstances?

Judith: When I was a girl, I dreamed of being a knight. Foolish, perhaps, but not impossible. Ser Cauthrien was the daughter of a farmhand, and she rose through the ranks, not unlike the Hero of River Dale before her.

Aveline: You still hold Loghain and his lieutenant in high regard? After all they’ve done?

Judith: I can hold a number of feelings towards them, and respect is one of them.

Aveline: But they abandoned us!

Judith: Teyrn Loghain gave his life to stop the Blight. Obviously, something changed. Perhaps I take some comfort, knowing it’s never too late to make things right.

*

Aveline: You would have liked my father. He would tell me tales of chivalry all the time as a girl.

Judith: Of Orlesian make, no doubt. Your name implies as much.

Aveline: (chuckles) Was there any doubt about that?

Judith: If it’s all the same, I prefer my own stories.

*

Aveline: Have you thought about my offer? I think you would make a fine guard.

Judith: As I said, I would prefer to explore other options.

Aveline: What other options besides this expedition? You don’t strike me as the gambling type, Hawke.

Judith: Varric seems confident we can make it work. If that fails, I can beg Meeran for another chance. Or I’m pretty strong, I’m sure there’s plenty of labor jobs.

Aveline: And you honestly find that preferable to the Guard?

Judith: That’s my business, Aveline. But yes.

*

Judith: I understand you and Donnic are to be wed. Congratulations.

Aveline: Thank you, Hawke.

Judith: Mother talks about remarrying, though any bachelors at our door are one she found for me, not herself. I think I would prefer she find someone of her own. I should hate to think she said it so I wouldn’t worry about her.

Aveline: Is that even something you want?

Judith: I … I’m not sure. With everyone going on, it feels impossible. It feels selfish to think of some things.

Aveline: Hawke … you and I disagree on a lot, but no one understands that better than me. You can’t let the weight of the world be your only focus. You need to make time for you and the things you want. And if you don’t know, you need to give yourself time to figure it out.

Judith: I will think on what you said.

*

(Late Act 3)

Aveline: Hawke… when I told you about figuring out what you wanted, I didn’t mean seducing a Chantry priest! Don’t you think that’s inappropriate?

Judith: Sebastian is a priest no longer. I fail to see how that’s more inappropriate than marrying your subordinate.

Aveline : … I am just going to drop this.

Judith: Consider it dropped.

#DA Tag #Judith Hawke #Fake Banters #I was thinking about Aveline's exchanges with Carver #And it made me wonder about her with a non-mage Hawke #Like if Carver thought to join the Guard... would it ever be discussed as a Warrior Hawke? #And then I wonder #What the extent of her being raised culturally as a Ferelden #I don't think it's ever mentioned if her mother is Orleisan or something else #She clearly doesn't consider herself one #But just by virtue of her name I imagine it WAS important #Anyway these are fun #No promises if I'll do every cast member but I will def do more #Judy Banters

[vigilskeep]

if he were worthy of being Maric’s son Maric would have already acknowledged him and thus he’d be in landsmeet because he’s Official? (Don’t remember context so)

he’s literally just hanging out

#probably yeah but its baffling #the context is ser cauthrien outside the landsmeet chamber