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[inquisitorananilavellan]

1, 3, 6 and 15 for your Inquisitor (because I do not think I heard about them yet) 😊

You haven’t? Well, that’s great cause I love talking about him!!

My canon Quizzies name is Anani Lavellan, and here are your answers! ^-^

1. What is their specialisation and why? Knight-Enchanter! He had two reasons: First was to be closer to his heritage. He knew little of the elven Arcane Warriors when he first had the opportunity to learn, and what his trainer taught him was mainly the Chantry version, but he knew it had originally started with the ancient elves. He later learned more about tge origins from Solas.

The second reason is…. Magic. Sword. That’s it, that’s the reason. He could wack people with a magic sword, and that was honestly the best thing ever.

3. How did they handle being called the Herald of Andraste? Poorly. He doesn’t believe at all. Not in the Maker or that Andraste was anything more than a mortal woman, and he especially does not believe that he’s “chosen”. He also hates being the center of attention.

6. Who did they romance and why? Dorian. There are sooo many reasons, but to name a few….

Humor plays a big part in why they first got together. Not only had they already been through a lot together(Anani sided with the mages), but their personalities just… clicked, right from the start. Not to say they didn’t have their differences(such as their stance on slaves. While he can understand where Dorian comes from and understands why he thinks that way, he can’t find it in himself to fully agree.), but for the most part they just got along seamlessly. As they both share similar humor and wit, conversations just came easily between them.

I think another thing is Anani’s empathy and kindness. He’s caring person, who loves to listen and help others. So, someone who would just listen to Dorian and wouldn’t judge? Someone who could understand? I think that’s what deepened their relationship beyond flirting and jokes. Anani proved he was someone Dorian could open up to, and it just all fell into place from there. It’s almost as if they were made for each other lol

15. Out of the followers/companions, who are they most comfortable around? He loves all of his team, but he especially feels close to Sera and Solas(and obviously Dorian is at the top of the list, but I figured I’d just mention friendships). Sera is basically like a little sister to him, and Solas is not only one of his best friends, but someone he admires greatly. Or, admired. After Trespasser their relationship is obviously complicated, but Anani still cares about him and will do whatever it takes to save him from himself.

Thanks for asking!! ❤ (I’m also gonna shamelessly self promote and tag @inquisitorananilavellan 😉)

[inquisitorananilavellan]

Journal Entry #1: The Beginning

It seems I lost my old journal in the fade, so Cassandra gave me this new one. I would say that was kind of her, but I think she only did it because my constant pouting irritated her.

"You lost your journal in the fade??" You may ask, person who isn't supposed to be reading this? Well well, that's quite the story. Where to start...

I woke up in a dungeon. That's new, never happened before. Kind of exciting.

I was interrogated for something I had no knowledge of...

Well, maybe that isn't completely true. I have these... blurry memories. I awoke in the fade, with what appeared to be giant spiders chasing me. Lovely, right?

I, of course, ran as fast as I could away from those monstrosities and towards this... light. The closer I got, the more I could make out what it was. A woman.

I reached out to her, but... that's all I can remember. I woke up bound in a cold dungeon after that. I was made aware that the conclave had been destroyed, and everyone in it- everyone but me- was dead. The sky had been torn open as a result, a thing they called the Breach. I was to be blamed, seeing as I was the only visible suspect. Oh, and did I mention I also now posses a glowing green mark on my hand that reacts to the Breach, as well as closes smaller rifts? No? Well, yes, that's a thing.

This is also where I met Cassandra, the human woman I mentioned earlier. The one who gave me this journal. She's a Seeker, a title which I had never heard of prior to her. I should make a note to ask her more about the Seeker order later...

Anyway, she did the interrogating, along with a redhead named Leliana. The Inquisition's Spymaster. She was much more level headed than Cassandra.

That mark I mentioned earlier, I was told that it was killing me. Which honestly wasn't surprising because it felt like it was killing me. I don't think have ever been in that much pain before... Whenever the Breach expanded, I could feel it. From my palm to my jaw bone, this... burning. Like my whole arm was melting, on fire... I've started to refer to it as a "flare".

I was told that my only chance may be attempting to close the Breach. I would've agreed anyway, I wasn't so eager to die, but when I looked around at all the chaos... everything on fire, demons everywhere, the sky literally falling down... I felt like I had to do something. I was in over my head, I knew that, but I also knew I had to stay and help. That's why I haven't run yet, even after being freed.

But we'll get to that later. First, let's continue before I get ahead of myself...

We left Haven, the place where I was being held. Our first stop being the forward camp, then the Breach.

I have never felt such fear before. The way to camp was littered with demons. Sure, I had seen such creatures before, even fought one or two, but the sheer number of them... I felt as if I was facing down an army, and I had barely even left the relative safety of Haven.

We managed to survive, thankfully. I kept my composure, and Cassandra turned out to be an incredibly skilled warrior. We got more help along the way, as our paths crossed with two others. Solas, a fellow elven apostate, and Varric, a dwarf with a crossbow named Bianca. Solas, as it turns out, was the one who kept The Mark from killing me. I'm not exactly sure how, but he did.

... It just occurred to me that I never thanked him. I was very overwhelmed at the time, but still... He deserves thanks. Another thing to remember for later.

I won't bore you with the rest of the details, so in short, we killed some more demons, The Mark had another flare, I met an ass named Chancellor Roderick, an important choice was left to my hands for some damn reason, and we saved some scouts. Normal day, really.

Well, almost normal. When we got closer to the temple... One thing that'll forever haunt my dreams are the bodies of those caught in the explosion. Faces melted, forever frozen in horror... The pain and fear they must've been in... I don't really want to write anymore on it, I think you get the picture. It was horrible.

When we finally made it to the Breach, something... strange happened. We heard disembodied voices, both unfamiliar and familiar. We found strange red lyrium, too. Something Varric seemed to recognize. And yet again, another thing to ask about later.

We got closer to the first rift that had spawned, right in the middle of the Temple of Sacred Ashes... Which, ironically, was now actual ashes.

As we did, a vision hit us all. Or, more like a memory. My memory... The Divine's? That... Thing's? I couldn't say. But we saw it, blurry as it was. It started with me, blindly barging into trouble as usual. Something, a great shadow with red eyes, and the Divine, restrained by red... energy, I suppose. She yelled to me, told me to run and get help, and the shadow ordered someone out of sight to kill me... and that was it.

It was the strangest feeling, watching something I should remember through what felt like somebody else's eyes. And I still couldn't actually remember a damn thing.

It was clear now I was there for whatever happened, but I didn't appear to be the guilty party anymore. That didn't stop Cassandra from going back into interrogation mode, but I could hardly blame her. I want answers, too.

Solas said something, but my mind was swirling too much to really pay attention. Something about... echos? "Echos of what happened here.", is how I believe he put it.

He then mentioned the rift had been closed, but not sealed. I could open it, then seal it, but in doing so it would attract demons. And that it did.

A pride demon, to be specific. I had never seen one until that moment. It was... terrifying, to say the least. The whole day was terrifying, honestly.

But we made it. We beat the demon, sealed the rift, and I, like a total badass, was knocked unconscious. At least I lived, I suppose.

When I awoke, I was back in Haven, a frightened servant there to greet me. I still can't tell if she was scared of me, or just scared in general... She fell to her knees, and begged my forgiveness for a fault she hadn't even committed. Or at least one I wasn't aware of. Honestly, I've never felt more confused in my life. I had barely been awake for a minute, and this is what I had to deal with.

She then called me, "my lord" which made everything worse. Nobody should be calling me that, much less bowing to me. It was... wrong. It made me feel wrong.

She then told me that I had been brought back to Haven, and that the Breach and my mark had stopped growing. I was safe, for the moment. And so was everyone else, though they thought I had saved them.

I had a part, true, but I wasn't their savior... Just a helper. I really couldn't have done it alone.

Regardless, Cassandra needed to see me in the Chantry as soon as I woke, so when the girl ran off that's where I headed.

The walk there was the most uncomfortable and surreal thing I have ever been through. People stood, waiting for me. Kneeling for me. Saluting me. Me. A Dalish mage. I still can't quite get my head around that.

Long, boring details cut short, Chancellor Roderick thought I was still guilty, Cassandra and pretty much everyone else in Haven had changed their minds. Cassandra even went as far as calling me the Makers "chosen one" for the mark on my hand. I was quick to point out how ridiculous that thought was. A human God choosing an elf as his chosen? An elf who didn't even believe in him? How could that ever be? And why would anyone ever believe that?

The Chancellor objected, but Cassandra silenced him by pulling out a writ from the Divine. If I hadn't respected her before this moment, I do now. The way she practically backed the Chancellor into a corner was quite a site. I was kinda in awe of her, not going to lie.

In that moment, she declared the Inquisition reborn. The Inquisition... "People who banded together to restore order in a world gone mad."

I will admit, when Cassandra and Leliana asked me to join I was tempted to leave. Not that I didn't want to help, but I just couldn't help but think of my clan, of Athine... I wanted to be there for them as the world crumbled, to protect them. I still do. But what kind of person would I be if I didn't stay? I'm needed here, this mark is needed. And... people believe in me, as strange as that sounds. What kind of person would I be if I turned my back on them?

And... I believe in the Inquisition, I truly do. It's rare to find people who genuinely want to help, to do good. Most people are power hungry, or just cruel. Or both. But the Inquisition... they don't seem to be like that. Not yet, anyway.

So, we got to work. Ravens sent, new armor made, even a ceremony with a giant crowd as we raised the Inquisition banners. Standing there, with all their eyes upon me... it probably should've been inspiring, and I guess in a way it was, but I'm just glad I didn't puke or faint or something like that. I've never done well with attention nor crowds.

But anyway... it's official. I'm now directly in the middle of this mess.

Creators preserve me.

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[inquisitorananilavellan]

Soulcolor for Anani Lavellan

Soooo… I wasn’t tagged, just saw @my-da-phase doing this,

and wanted to give a shot as well. It’s more accurate than I expected… I’m kind of suprised, honestly. Of course, not 100% accurate, but still super close, so let’s talk this out!

“Those bear a purple soulcolor are responsible, comforting, and grounded.” The only thing here I could argue is that Anani only seems grounded, he’s honestly a mess in his head.

“They prefer predictably over instability and do not take to change well.” Yes, and no. While predictably is nice, he also doesn’t like things to be too predictable. He does love a good adventure, after all. And change, change is difficult for him, but he doesn’t fuss over it. Like, the beggining of DAI changed his whole world, and that terrified him, but no one would be able to tell. He kept his head high, and never complained once… out loud, at least. Or when Dorian went back to Tevinter, that hurt and scared him more than words could describe, but he accepted that it was for the best.

“They prefer to follow a daily schedule to keep themselves motivated and on the path to success, and they don’t stray from their daily chores often” Ehhhhhhh, he just kinda… says, “Ah, fuck it” to every decision he makes, including what he does in his down time. He’s impulsive, he likes to just jump into things, and to keep things fresh and exciting. He never really plans anything, usually Josephine does that for him.

“While they don’t like conforming to society, they also don’t like to stand out.” Very true. Anani is his own person, he doesn’t follow trends or try to fit in, but he also hates standing out. He hates attention general, he’d much rather blend into the background then stand in or out.

“History and tradition are a big part of their identity. They hold family close to their heart, whether they are found or by blood, and have a high moral standard of themselves.” That first part is scary accurate. History, tradition, and family mean everything to Anani. At least in the beggining, after Tresspaser tradition starts to become less important. But family and history will always be important. And the high moral thing is worded in a way that confuses me, so I’ll break it down into two possible meanings:

Has a high opinion of themselves: False. Anani doesn’t think too much of himself, he’s an insecure person. Constantly doubting himself, and beating himself up over things that aren’t even his fault.

Has a moral code they hold themself to: Kinda true. He does the obvious, such as never hurt the innocent, always protect them, but other than that… not really. He takes things as they come, judges everything situation from situation.

“They prefer to be the supporting roles in people’s lives, often doing the hard labor to make sure everything falls into place.” Very true. That’s what makes him such a loved leader, he’s not willing to let people do tough things alone. If he can help, he will.

“Since this is a serving type, they tend to to become community service members and are most likely to volunteer to help their community. Despite their need to help others, they are highly introverted.” YES. THIS IS SO DAMN ACCURATE. Anani loves to help people, he needs to help people, but he also gets so drained around others. He needs alone time, or he can become too overwhelmed.

“And keep a close closed off circle of friends. It’s hard to break through their wall to become part of their circle, but it’s rewarding.” Eh, so-so. While Anani does have a circle of close friends he cares for deeply, he is a very warm and open person. His accepting and friendly nature makes him easy to befriend.

“The purple soulcolors are always worried about the "what ifs” and are more drawn to pessimistic or realistic outlooks on life.“ I think I stated it before, but Anani beats himself up over things he had no control over. So, yeah, "what ifs” run through his head all the time. He always wonders if he had done something different, would it be better. I’d say he’s a mix of pessimistic and realistic. Despite leaning more towards pessimistic/realistic on the inside, he tries to come across as optimistic. He doesn’t want anyone to see his doubts.

“They are cautious around new situations and never expect they’ll succeed.” Cautious? Not really. Never expect he’ll succeed? Oh boy, if that isn’t true, I don’t know what is. Despite always telling people he has full confidence that they’ll win, no matter what they face, he never believes that himself. He just wants to keep morale high.

“They often feel misunderstood by society, since most types tend to lean on the optimistic side of life, and only want to point things that may hurt others, but this causes them to look like the "party pooper” of the group.“ While he does feel misunderstood occasionally, it has nothing to do with being a realist/pessimist. He tries to appear optimistic infront of others, as mentioned before, so he never really feels like the "party pooper”, honestly even if he did let his doubts show, it would still be hard for him to look like the downer of the group. His humor makes sure of that.

So, that’s it! All in all, pretty accurate. This was really fun to write, so I want to tag @occorner @deviantlydreamy @femmeshep @vailed-legacy and @alkqs in case any of you would like to do this with your OCs!! 💞

Thanks for reading! ❤

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[inquisitorananilavellan]

Reblog if it's okay for people to come into your askbox and ask about your OCs

Even if I’ve never spoken to them, even if I don’t know them from a hole in the wall, even if they’re on anon, people asking questions about my OCs make my day.

[inquisitorananilavellan]

Couldn't send an ask on your other blog, but - good luck with your journal for Anani! Slightly reclusive golden boy is an interesting personality for an Inquisitor haha all things considered. I love what you wrote about him and his relationships with Sera, Cassandra, and Varric, but I can't wait to see where you're going with him and Dorian. :)

Thank you sm!! I never really intended for him to be reclusive and well liked and all that, it’s just what he morphed into the first time I played! It was a happy accident, cause I adore him. And yeah, kind of a strange personality for the leader of a military organization, but it somehow works for him. X)

I’m glad you liked what I wrote about him and the others! His friendship with Sera in particular is my favorite, they’re super sweet. I can’t wait to write their relationship and how they grow to be so close despite being so different(Anani being super “elfy” and all that). I’m also glad you’re excited for him and Dorian! I’m excited to write them, it’ll be interesting! They have such great chemistry. I’ve never written anything like this before but I think it’ll be fun! Plus I love my boys so anything to do with them I get excited over.

Also, asks are open now, I had forgotten to do that when I made the blog XD Thank you for bringing that to my attention! 🖤

[inquisitorananilavellan]

A Dying Light

Anani sighed, hand resting softly over his old, beat up journal. He leaned back in his chair, watching the candle that sat on his desk flick wildly. He smiled sadly, heart aching for the firey man who left not even an hour ago.

His mind raced with so many thoughts, feelings twisted and overwhelming.

Hurt for his love, yet pride and happiness, too.

Hurt for his friend, fear for the future, yet a tiny bit of hope, too. Though that hopeful feeling grew smaller by the day.

He sat forward, gripping his journal, analyzing it intently. Nostalgia hit him quick, thinking back to simpler times.

He scoffed, 'Funny how that seems simple now' He thought 'it all seemed so... world ending at the time. How could things have gotten worse? How could I not have seen this coming? There had to have been signs...'

Fingers gripped the books edge, hesitating in an internal debate. Going back would either make these feelings worse, or put things in perspective. 'Everything I had blindly overlooked... The answers it could give...'

Anani glanced up, watching the candle's flame getting smaller, dying out. Almost as if it was symbol for his ever so slowly dying hope.

With a frown, he lifted his hand, making the flame grow again with one swift motion. And in that moment, Anani made his choice.

He straightened his back out, and flipped open the journal. It landed on the very first page.

One swift motion, and he let his hope grow again.

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[inquisitorananilavellan]

(This account will follow Anani Lavellan as he looks through his old journal after Tresspaser. Sometimes it'll only be journal entries, sometimes it'll also include Anani's current thoughts as he reads. Almost every post will have screenshots.)

(Also, see below this post to know more about Anani!)

(Let's begin!)

[inquisitorananilavellan]

Meet Anani Lavellan

Age(at the beginning of DAI): 25

Sexuality: Gay

Background, basics: He was the clans golden boy, yet strangly enough, he just wanted to be in the shadows.

Throughout his whole life, he prefered to be left alone, yet somehow people seemed drawn to him. No matter how hard he tried to be a loner, he could never manged. His awkward yet graceful charm and his kind nature made others gravitate towards him. He's the kind of person to say awful jokes, yet can manage to make people laugh anyway. The kind to fall flat on his face from tripping over air, yet make it look more adorable than embarrassing. To nurse a wounded animal back to health, and cry at their pain. The kind who can talk his way out of any situation, using the silver tongue he's been gifted with. On top of all that, he's an intelligent and gifted mage(though that came with a lot of hard work and determination). He's the type of person who gets all the love and attention in the world, yet doesn't really want it.

Don't get it wrong, that isn't to say he didn't enjoy the popularity from time to time, it's just being around people too long drains him, and praise makes him feel weird.

Despite his need to be alone, he truly loves his clan and everyone in it, and would do anything and everything for them.

Hence why he agreed to go to the conclave. It wasn't something he wanted to do, but with his quick wit, charm, and intelligence, the Keeper thought it best if he went. If things were to go sour, she trusted him to be able to talk his way out of danger without violence. And if violence was needed, he was more than capable.

Background, parents: When he was a child, around four, his mother was taken by humans in the middle of the night. When everyone woke and realized her disappearance, his father gathered up a few friends, and left for the nearby village in a blind rage, determined to get her back. Nobody ever saw any of them again. The Keeper waited a day and a half, then had everyone pack up and leave in a hurry. They still avoid that area to this day.

Keeper Deshanna Istimaethoriel took Anani under her wing and raised him as her own after that.

Background, love life: He has had a few lovers, but nothing that ever lasted long, even if he wanted it to. With how often the clan moved, anyone he met outside of it was bound to get left behind eventually. It would mess him up sometimes, if he had met a guy who was truly special. Some people were harder to let go of than others. That never stopped him, though. The bonds and connections we make with people are what shape us, after all. Even if it didn't last long, it still meant something.

Fun facts,

Favorite food?: Apple Pie

Favorite drink?: Vanilla Tea

Favorite season?: Fall

Hot or cold weather?: Cold

Favorite place to be?: Nature in general, but especially the woods.

Sometimes, he'd spend weeks on his own just exploring, finding old ruins, climbing trees, watching and listening to wild animals, even feeding and befriending friendlier ones.

The forest is his comfort zone, away from the noise and troubles of the world, surrounded by things that are constant and easy to understand. It's the only place he could ever just stop and take a breath, the only place he could be alone.

Favorite hobbies/pastimes?: Reading, discussing books with Dorian/Varric/Cassandra, taking care of animals, walking in nature, gardening, alchemy, studying and discussing magic with Dorian/Solas, playing pranks with Sera

Favorite song?: "Once We Were"

Favorite animal?: Hallas

Any pets?: Used to have a halla, but considered her more a friend than a pet.

Siblings?: No biological ones, but he has a lot of friends in and out of the Inquisition he'd consider family, some sibling like.

Two people would come to mind instantly. Sera, the little sister he never wanted yet could never part with, and Athine, another member of clan Lavellan. Her mother died at child birth, and her father was one of the men sent to save Anani's mother, but he never returned. Despite being four years older than Anani, she was still young enough to need care. The Keeper took Athine as her own, too, and so they were raised like siblings. And just like siblings, they couldn't have been any different. They disagreed and bickered over everything, from complex things like mage freedom, to small things such as whether apple pie was better than cherry. But they loved each other none the less.

Relationship with parents?: Never really had one. They loved him, he knew that, but he was too young to really remember them. He only knows them from stories.

How does he act when in love?: Googly eyed. Giggly. Soft.

He turns into the biggest softy when he's in love, completely doting over the person *cough* Dorian *cough*.

While usually in relationships he's a "whatever happens, happens" person(an attitude he adopted from a life constantly on the move and leaving people behind), it's different with Dorian. This is the first time he's ever felt like if he let go of someone it would break him. Whether near or far, he knows he'd rather be with no one else. Dorian is the love of his life, his vhenan.

Religious?: In the beggining, yes, he followed the Elven Gods rather strongly. But after Tresspaser, he feels shaky about his faith. He feels wrong to follow people like that. They weren't even Gods, after all.

He still believes in them, how could he not after what he has seen? But he no longer follows them.

How does he react to praise?: Awkwardly. It makes him very uncomfortable.

But the longer he's Inquisitor, the more used to it he gets. He's never comfortable with it, but he gets better at taking it.

How does he react to criticism?: Depends on the person. If it's someone he trusts and respects, he listens and takes it into consideration.

If it's a stranger or someone he dislikes... He can get rather annoyed and/or aggressive.

Three positive words to describe his personality?: Humorous, Selfless, Considerate

Three negative words to describe his personality?: Blunt, Defensive, Impulsive

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