#ofrevas

[weptfreedom-aa]

note: post is under construction

Mythal, all-mother, protector of the People, watch over us, for the path we tread is perilous.

Save us from the darkness, as you did before, and we will sing your name to the heavens.

This is a private and independent roleplay blog for Alanari Nomaris, an original Dalish protagonist of Dragon Age: Inquisition + connected tertiary characters. I am heavily canon-divergent, including material following the game itself. Alanari does not have a companion verse. formerly ofrevas. blog remade 3/8/2023.

this blog is affiliated with soveraign (felassan & celene), weptpride, and wepthonor.

mobile muse doc (under construction) ↠ timeline of events ↠ worldbuilding sideblog ↠ comprehensive worldstate doc

concepts explored here: generational trauma, the line between mortal and divine, found family, what separates people from monsters, [insert more]

I go by either Nixe or Kris, I am 30+, and I use they/them pronouns exclusively. My discord will be given out to mutuals on request; I prefer to plot there. 

I reserve the right to unfollow/softblock for any reason.

PERSONAL BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. see my rules for details.

#pinned. #dni.

[caexura]

PERI!!!!!!!!!!!!!

well that was fast :p

#hello!!! #i don't know if i'm actually back but i'm logging back into all my old accounts to do some housekeeping #also i'm going by skip these days lol #ofrevas

[mercysought]

@ofrevas​​ . “You’ve chosen the wrong messenger.” / the priestess (set post-trespasser, perhaps? uwu) . ursula le guin & the prince of egypt . accepting

The man is dying. 

One knife at his throat, three wounds in his stomach. The air around is slowly turning cold and that too he feels sharply. The world all around him blurring and yet becoming ever so incredibly sharper. The taste of failure is the sharpest upon a dead tongue, however, and yet he does not feel afraid. He doesn’t feel alone, not as he feels tender hands in the back of his skull. The scars are not felt for the fingers are not physical, the warmth hangs in the air like a warm blanket; the darkness hugging the edges of his vision; they are light green, like his mother’s had been, bright and alive despite the death that gallops furiously in his direction. 

A smile on his lips, a dim red glow within his eyes.

The Inquisitor stands before him; above this flesh that he knows has very few seconds counted. There is no joy in the darkness that is to come, but there is peace in knowing that he would not be alone, knowing what might expect him on the other side. And to know that he had done some good to the people that he left behind. In the back of his mind he hears the hymns that he had been taught. 

The words are rough, even now, he doesn’t know them very well. You are a quick learner. He had always been, and elven, despite its difficulty, had come easily to his tongue. Despite not being elven himself. The priestess had covered his shoulder, squeezed it gently with a small smile. 

   “There are no wrong messengers” the voice that carries out the voice is his, and yet not only. He was no longer alone, not after having made that temple his home. He thinks of it now, of the people there, of the children’s laughter. The voice is his, and Hers. The priestess’ voice is a craddle to his own, to those that linger just beyond the very thin veil that separates them from the veil “when the word you carry is the truth.”  

Around them, both of them, red eyes slowly appear in the floor boards, in the spaces between the wooden walls. In the ceiling in this small abandoned shack. A voice comes from outside, growing in volume as the air grows heavier. His eyes stare at them and yet at nothing at all in all of the empty now deep and glowing red.

Roots crack, tearing from their beds. The trees of soft and flexible trunks swing in the wind. The eyes remain as his lids grow heavier; a lullaby that he does not understand plays in the back of his mind and he feels warm. He repeats it, humming as best as his throat can allow it with a smile. 

And then, then darkness seeps in.

#ofrevas #the priestess ( muses ) #raven received ( meme replies ) #( not really /her/ BUT wink )

[chiefambassador-archive]

send  me  🗣️  for  incorrect  quotes  of  your  muse  and  mine  // accepting.

@ofrevas

#ofrevas #alanari tag #sdkfjsdkfs i love this #[ ♛ ] i will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one » answered asks.

[divinesleft-a]

@ofrevas​ said: leliana/josephine send me a ship and i’ll rate it! accepting!

NOTP | meh | it’s ok | i can live with it | BROTP | cute | i love this ship | adorable | OTP |

for a very long time, i actually didn’t ship this. it wasn’t that i actively disliked it, i had just never really put that much thought into it......and then i did. 

it literally hit me like a truck. josephine is one of the only people that leliana trusts and feels that she can truly be herself around. they’ve known each other in excess of 10 years by the time of inquisition. and they balance each other in the perfect way. they have the same basic set of morals, they share fundamentals, but they differ on the small things, and are able to quell the extremes in the other that could become problematic. 

josephine brings out the KINDNESS in leliana, brings out a warmth and passion in her that leliana herself finds very difficult to find at some points. leliana brings out a more playful side in josephine, a more carefree attitude when stress and responsibilities would seem to weigh her down.

and after trespasser, leliana and josie have the bougiest wedding and leliana becomes a montilyet 

#ofrevas #i could talk about this ship for days #also im sure vae will see this but if yall ever wanna follow my exclusive josie shes at chiefambassador :*

[magioffire]

✿

send me a  ✿  and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other .

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other .

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other .

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other .

#ooc. #ask. #ofrevas

[ourdawncomes]

4, 9, 16, 25, 44, 49, 50

4. What are their views of the Chantry?

Despite Thora’s status as an Andrastian, and a fairly devout one at that, her perspective of the Chantry is still that of an outsider. Not as much as an outsider as a Dalish elf or a born follower of the Qun, but an outsider nonetheless. Like elves and qunari, dwarves are not included in Chantry customs or lore, not even being referenced in the Chant of Light itself. Thora herself grew up never attending Chantry services in-person, instead listening to the Chanters on street corners and worshipping in private, it isn’t until Inquisition she attends them and by that point her own way of keeping the faith is such habit.

Her view of the Chantry is that it lost its way. At the beginning of Inquisition she thinks it’s more recent, that at some point in near history the Circles turned against what they had been founded for and that the Chantry has become something meant to maintain power than spread charity and hope. Through the game she begins to realise it lost its way a long time ago, when the first Circle was built or when the second Exalted March was declared.

She isn’t in favour of dismantling it entirely, but would approve of and advocate for a reduction in the Chantry’s political power and a complete disbanding of its military. Even when she approves of the politics of Divine as is the case with Leliana the fact that one person can have that much power means that if the next person comes along and feels differently, everything’s undone. Similar to the reasons that she disbands the Inquisition, something as unaccountable as the Chantry can’t really be allowed to persist as it is.

9. Did they have Bull sacrifice the Chargers or the Dreadnought?

Thora almost doesn’t go. Had the Qun not offered forward the opportunity to strike a blow against the Venatori, she probably wouldn’t have, feeling any alliance with the qunari would inevitably cut both ways. Unsurprisingly, she chooses to save the Chagers, although it’s not an easy decision. If I can like stand on my soapbox for a second, I find this being one of the decisions that people will judge you for choosing the opposite missing the part where a boatful of people die if you sacrifice the Dreadnought. Now, sacrificing the Chargers also kills what’s likely a similar number, it’s implied the Chargers are a larger company than the half dozen we meet in-game, but my point is that your Inquisitor probably shouldn’t come away from that quest feeling good.

Thora doesn’t. She is sorry for the lives lost and the people who will mourn them back home, but ultimately felt that when the lives of civilians aren’t on the line her people take precedence. On a cold, practical note, she completes this quest sometime prior to What Pride Had Wrought, and that kind of blow to morale that close to a battle would bode poorly. But she can’t call what she did the “right” decision, because there wasn’t one.

16. How do they react to the corruption of the Wardens? Why?

It’s upsetting. Thora’s default Warden is Joly’s Aeducan, Tamar, who apart from being a shining example of what a good Warden can be is also a Paragon. That not all Wardens live up to the example set by her and later Blackwall (who she fully believed was a Warden) was a massive letdown to say the least. She had considered becoming one herself after the Blight, only deciding against it because she didn’t want to be unable to see her family. She’s glad she didn’t, now.

25. What makes them lose trust in someone?

When you take Blackwall and Solas into account deception alone apparently isn’t enough. I’ve explored it in fics, both lie about who they are but not how they feel, and in spite of that she still reflects upon the time she spent with them and feels she knows them both. Perhaps more than he cared to be known in Solas’ case. She can’t say neither deception hurt, but even when her faith in them wavers it doesn’t break.

Making and breaking commitments will cause her to lose trust. Tetrak and her always promised to watch one another’s backs, and him leaving shattered the relationship they had as brother and sister and salrokas. People who make promises they can’t, no, won’t keep will erode her trust faster than lying to her. The people in the Carta who lied to you were a dime a dozen, she lied about herself plenty, but if you kept your word you were golden. The people who promised the world and turned up with empty hands were the ones you had to watch out for.

44. How do they think their race plays into being Inquisitor?

She navigates a strange place in both being dwarven but not dwarven enough by the standards of the “traditional” dwarf. As a Carta dwarf she’s not recognised by the dwarven Surface “nobility” but as one put in a position of power her connection with the people she ran with isn’t as complete as it used to be. She wears armour that was fitted for her and not scavenged, she has coin, and while she builds up those connections again through Inquisition and after they contribute to her isolation during the early parts of the game. It’s important to note that it’s race and class that play into her role. Her experience would be very different if she were a dwarf of Varric’s status, for example. 

And then, of course, to humans she’s a dwarf. Sometimes conveniently not dwarven enough to have her dual faiths respected (I’m not quite sure how Cassandra would react to Thora believing in the Stone and the Maker, but in-game if you choose to say you believe in the Stone Cassandra undercuts it with “but aren’t you a Surface dwarf” so), but then also too dwarven to be respected as a human might. Her skills must be in her abilities as a warrior and not a scholar, or as a thief and not a negotiator, even though Thora’s true shining moments as an Inquisitor come from her bookishness and striving for pacifism.

They try to fit her into boxes she’s too big for. They can’t be surprised when she climbs out of it.

49. What is their least favourite foe to fight?

Spirits and demons, of any sort. They’re the ones she has zero experience with, she’s fought Templars in Kirkwall, the Carta’s been seen to employ apostates so she’s fought mages, and she’s locked blades with the occasional Darkspawn in her time. When the Breach opened she’d never seen them before, they were nightmares in the Chant and nothing else.

It gets worse when Solas tells her they’re people, and worse again when she actually starts to believe him.

50. Are they proud of what they accomplished?

Yes and no. There are some decisions which will never sit right with her— Halamshiral, for example. She’s not sure what she could go and do different if she had the chance, and wonders if letting Briala continue her work from exile is better than if she could go back and secure her a position as ambassador or marquise, but it doesn’t stop her from regretting it. That quest is also the instance where she is reminded that her accomplishments are already being rewritten, the mages she allied with are now enemies she vanquished on the lips of the herald who announced her entrance.

Some things, like her alliance with the mages, she is genuinely proud of and the good it does alone is enough to make her think it was worth everything else. The Wardens look to be reevaluating their Order, and hopefully improving what wasn’t working (at least south of Weisshaupt).

She’s worried too much pride will make her complacent, especially because everything she accomplished she hardly did alone. It’s hard not to feel good when she’s walking through Skyhold and seeing the beginnings of what she hopes is a better Thedas starting within its walls.

#( long post ) #ofrevas #( asks ) #v; once more unto the breach ( thora | inquisitor ) #become the storm you are hiding from ( thora | about )

[thequeenofnights]

match maker!

Send “Match Maker” so mun will state which muse they think would make a potential interesting interaction with yours. If the sender is also a multimuse please send your muse as well if possible.

i think lana would pair really well with ashathari or essien for some positive interactions.  for some more chaotic interactions, they would have a time with bellanthe, mera, or prudenzia.  if we want to go antagonistic, there’s katherine. 

#ooc » asks. #ofrevas

[womanlives]

🗣️

mcMerce: do you like my outfit? lana: not as much as i like what’s underneath mcMerce: 🥺🥺🥺🥺 lana: i need my throne. get up

alanari: mercy, ambassadors are coming alanari: put on some pants alanari: or at least some really high socks mercy: really high socks it is

lana: i never know what to say at funerals mercy: say ‘i’m sorry for your loss,’ then move on lana, later: i’m sorry for your loss lana: move on

@ofrevas​ / incorrect quotes. 

#crack. #mercy/rel. alanari. #HLKADGHSKLGSDJG #ofrevas

[arsuledin]

@ofrevas​​  ♡ ‘d for a one-liner.

          “ WE HAVE YET TO UNCOVER the secret of these cheese wheels scattered across Fereldan, Inquisitor. Their presence feels... sinister. ”

#ofrevas #v ( inquisition ) |「 BEWARE OF WOLVES THAT HIDE THEIR TEETH 」 #( #he's fucking around but AT THE SAME TIME #WHAT IS THE SECRET DA'LEN #TELL HIM ALANA #)

[chiefambassador-archive]

black sails prompts // accepting

@ofrevas​ said:  ❝ What happens when those motives start demanding their own ends? And this thing we’re all a part of starts splitting right down the middle? ❞

Moments at the war table have been tense as of late.  The burden of maintaining order in Thedas as well as ending Corypheus’ reign of terror puts stress on all of them.  Alanari bears the brunt of it, however; Josephine is no fool.  She does everything she can to alleviate even an ounce of their responsibilities, but even she can only do so much.

Suffice to say, when Alanari proposes their latest questions, Josephine understands the weight behind those words.  It has been a long week with mostly negative news.  They have been forced to reconcile consequence after consequence.  Anyone would feel the worsening pressure pressing down on their chest, mere moments from suffocation.

“Then we must reconvene and reevaluate,” she says, hoping to meet Alanari’s gaze.  Her eyes steel.  “I will not allow us to fall, Inquisitor—not until we have finished what we began.  All of Thedas waits on bated breath for the Inquisition, for you, to come to heel.  I will not give them the satisfaction.  I should hope that neither would you.”

#[ ♛ ] i will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one » answered asks. #[ ♛ ] the blossoms slept — i sought a place where nothing lovely grew » verse: inquisition. #ofrevas

[divinesleft-a]

@ofrevas​ said: "i wonder how you view me." descansos prompts accepting

       “with more respect than you could imagine.” 

leliana directs her gaze at alanari, as if that could somehow convey the seriousness of her response to them. they have bickered, more than perhaps the other advisors have with the inquisitor, and their views very rarely align on any one topic. but that doesn’t disregard the respect that leliana holds for ANYBODY willing to take on this title, anybody who inspires hope the way alanari does. 

“whether through intention or not, you are leading us from dark times. i... admire you for that.”

#ofrevas #leliana forced to actually address some emotions here and she doesnt like that

[magioffire]

myth and magic sentence starters ; accepting 

@ofrevas​

“Your magic is very...loud.”

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       “I mean... it gets the job done,” Valeriu snorted. By loud, of course she meant: destructive, confusing, the absolute opposite of subtle, those all would be good ways to describe his elemental abilities. “If it’s a problem, I know some entropy magic as well. And if that fails, I’m not adverse to simply using brute force.”

#ic. #dragon age au. #ofrevas #vali: *literally on fire* me? dramatic? noooo

[inquistior-a]

@ofrevas asked:   𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝙻'𝚂 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃 𝙻𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙻 (𝙾𝚁 𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙾𝙵) 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙿𝚄𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙲 𝙰𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝙰𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙿𝙻𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝙼—because hal is a hugely affectionate person, his warmth is rather large and can be heavy at times. he also /wants/ to give affection and make others feel cared for, has a gift for it, and a natural inclination towards it, to provide in that way, but he was also raised in an environment where it was not allowed. i’ve mentioned before how hal felt it was his responsibility in his childhood to shield his siblings from their parents emotional lack by providing affection to them, and this is where that natural intensity of warmth comes from. it is where he learned to deliver so much attention and affection with a single look or a small smile from across the room, where he learned to give the impression of touch without touching, to comfort with his eyes or a few quiet words. it’s why people often feel vulnerable around him in the same way that they feel safe around him—since feeling safe is usually an inherently vulnerable experience.

his gestures of public affection are often subtle, but i wouldn’t call them less than tactile, or any less impacting for that subtlety. he does have that intensity, and that intensity can deliver large impact from small actions. he has no hesitance at all in giving long and obvious attention through looks, words, and touches to the arm or the back or even the face. if you’re suffering and he thinks you need it, he won’t hesitate to take you in his arms, or rake your hand, or whatever measure of intimacy he thinks will comfort you without being invasive to you. it’s a desire that he has to give these things, and it pleases him to do it.

romantic affection is more difficult. in private, hal’s unlikely to ever keep his hands entirely off of the object of his affection, unless it’s a game of longing, and he almost always has that look of wanting to grab you up and kiss you—and in public that longing is fairly palpable. because of his sexuality, hal spent his later adolescent years repressing and controlling the obviousness of his adorations. it was after his first young love that he resolved not to live that way, not to shutter himself, and he’s spent fifteen years living rather freely with his sexuality. he hasn’t had a ridiculous number of lovers, but because of his remote and isolated lifestyle he has been free to live openly in these short affairs;  open, but in private all the same. returning to the public eye is a strange tension for him, because he feels more pressed to act with honest affection and has become accustomed to doing so, but is suddenly thrust back into the circumstances of his youth where he feels unsure, inconvenient, as though his affections are a risk and a burden, both to the object of those affections and, in some social and political ways, to the inquisition itself. he feels under scrutiny again, and is aware of the danger of that scrutiny for more than just himself.

homophobia is real in thedas, and the it isn’t a small thing for the inquisitor to be openly gay. it’s a risk. hal does not conceal his sexuality but he also doesn’t go out of his way to proclaim it—and i think it is deeply unsettling for him to regress that way, back into having to live like he did when he was a young man. he’s conflicted, reticent and uncomfortable in it, and that’s a large part of the reason that his relationship with dorian takes so long to develop. dorian knows that he’s gay, and hal is not subtle in what he wants, but he holds back—both because of dorian’s mirroring restraint and because of the discomfort and almost pain that he feels in being back in that place again where he feels he has to withhold himself from other people.

he gave up his siblings, who he has always protected, to be able to live the way that he wanted, to be able to live as himself, and suddenly the shame of what had felt like his abandonment of them tries to seep back in—the same sort of shame that comes with the implication that it is his responsibility to the political and social efficacy of the inquisition to just pretend that he isn’t gay, as though he owes it to the cause to be alone. i think there is a part of him that lies awake at night, staring at the ceiling in his chambers, and feels like that frightened boy again, the young man that feels two ways:  that he’ll always be alone because it would be too hard to be with him, and that he doesn’t deserve what he wants anyways because he isn’t brave or reckless or strong enough to risk everything to get it.

he’d risk himself, of course—but he had been trained to believe that his actions were always balancing his family’s future when he was a child, and now he is aware that his actions will define the forward momentum of the inquisition.

in short, there’s baggage. a lot of bad baggage. and the flirtatious, affectionate, adoring man that hal is is at odds with that sense of responsibility not to burden others with his desires, with his feelings. when he’s allowed, and when he allows himself, he’s about as embarrassingly affectionate as a person can be, in public or not, be it with only a pointed look or a lingering touch. but there’s something very powerful about how his hesitance begins to dissolve towards the last few plot points in the game. it’s impossible for him to be with dorian in actuality, together and established, and not be open in that. he doesn’t /want/ to conceal his affections, and he finally refuses to.

even josephine can’t argue when he kisses dorian in front of all the assembled soldiers, and the empress of orlais, and every other gathered person of importance at the war camp in the dales before going into battle at the temple of mythal. she doesn’t point out that he is always taking dorian’s hand, now, and kissing his fingers, making a show of what is likely to be very inappropriate murmuring. the way he kisses him in the hall in the morning, peels his apples at the table, pours his wine, the way they come out his chambers together before hal takes the inquisition throne to preform his duties. he’ll go as far as he’s allowed so long as his lover is receptive and enjoying his attentions.

he’s prepared to give his life for these people who are witnessing him, after all—and he’s resolved that they should see that life for what it is, and see the example of joy, and shake off whatever their own shame might be. hal was raised by the chantry and he was raised with shame, and stepping out into the metaphorical sun and refusing to allow that shame endure in his example as the head of an organization intrinsically tied to the chantry is genuinely just a flex, just an act of authentic leadership, of defiance that comes through the celebration of life, and it’s part of his legacy as inquisitor. it’s also in part what makes him such a good inquisitor, and part of the way that being inquisitor is good for him.

#ofrevas #hc. #homophobia / #internalized homophobia / #HMMM APPARENTLY TUMBLR STILL CANNOT HANDLE ASKS #had to repost since it messed up the readmore #but /thank you/ #for sending me this it's such a good and complex question and i #rambled a hell of a lot tbh so it's 100% incoherent