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felassan · 1 year

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Just saw that a Dragon Age Cook Book is set to release end of next year and wanted to share that, haven’t read about it anywhere yet- maybe it wasn’t announced? The new releases sure are increasing 👀 Dragon Age: The Official Cookbook Publisher: Insight Editions (December 31, 2023), Length: 176 pages, ISBN13: 9798886630060 source. Simon and Schuster

hello! OOH, great find!! tysm for stopping by to share it, it's much appreciated. and they sure are 👀 let's take a look!!

The Official Dragon Age Cookbook

List Price $34.99, release date December 31, 2023

Travel to the far culinary corners of Thedas inside the thrilling Dragon Age universe with the only officially licensed Dragon Age cookbook! Featuring over 60 recipes that are accessible at any skill level, this cookbook is the perfect way to bring the culinary traditions of Thedas into your kitchen.

Take a culinary journey through the rich and diverse landscape of Dragon Age, where you can prepare and enjoy delicious and accessible recipes that bring iconic locales and fan-favorite characters to life. This officially licensed cookbook features over 60 recipes for every occasion, whether you’re dining with friends at the Hanged Man, stopping for sustenance on the road with the Grey Wardens, or planning an elaborate banquet in the Orlesian Empire.

Dragon Age: The Official Cookbook includes step-by-step instructions and beautiful full-color photography that will transport you from the Anderfels to Ferelden and back again. Prepare recipes inspired by beloved companions such as Fenris, Cassandra, and Morrigan, and set your table with canonical cuisine found throughout the games! As diverse and flavorful as the continent of Thedas itself, this cookbook is an essential addition to every fan’s bookshelf and kitchen.

60+ RECIPES FOR EVERY OCCASION: From enticing, easy-to-make appetizers to hearty spreads that could feed the entire Inquisition, you’ll have incredible recipes to share with companions and celebrate any victory.

EXPERIENCE DRAGON AGE LIKE NEVER BEFORE: Relive favorite characters, quests, locations, and scenes from the Dragon Age franchise, brought to life through enticing food and drinks tied to the franchise’s sprawling and diverse world.

AN IMMERSIVE FANTASY EXPERIENCE MADE REAL: Full-color photography and flavorful lore will bring the Dragon Age world into your home and help ensure success in the kitchen.

THE PERFECT GIFT FOR FANS: Created in partnership with BioWare, this treasure trove of Dragon Age lore and recipes is a must-have collectible for die-hard fans and newcomers alike.

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#dragon age #bioware #video games #mj replies #niraei-blog #shoutout to the folks who sometimes stop by to share tips or things they saw that i missed #blessed are the peacekeepers the champions of the just #the Shadow Broker has many eyes #like the dread wolf dhdufhueh #fenris #morrigan #cassandra pentagast #the fenaissance #queen of my heart #my lady paladin #long post #longpost

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chesb0red · 1 year

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Not All Shadows are Dark — Xenk Yendar & Reader

Hello! My name is Warlock and this is one of my first fics in recent years so please be gentle with any judgement. Anyway, please enjoy! This is just a fun little scenario I thought of wherein the reader is a warlock of the Raven Queen. Please let me know if anyone wants a continuation. This was mostly just an experiment to test the waters on Xenk’s personality and writing.

You’ve recently escaped from an illegal cage fighting ring. Taken and kidnapped, you were used to fighting for your life in a scrappy brawl as rich spectators bet on who would win. More often than not, the losers would leave the ring in a body bag.

It’s been mere months since the day you escaped your captors’ clutches. Rattling chains, pained and angered yelling, loud and drunken cheering. You could almost hear the sounds echoing in your ears each time you lay down to rest.

Your hands shake as you feel adrenaline rushing through your veins.

CAW!

You bolt up, arm raised as the familiar vision of mangled faces fade from view.

Leaves rustle above you and your head turns. You glance up as Soren, your raven, flies down from his nearby perch. He shakes out his feathers and turns his eyes towards yours. He’s calm and the shadows around you settle as your breathing evens out.

You’re okay.

You hear whispers in the back of your mind, as familiar and comforting as they are unsettling. Soren continues to stare at you, completely unblinking, and eerily still.

You’re safe.

You feel the mark on your back burn with a sudden cold as you feel phantom hands, taloned, run through your hair in a gentle caress.

They’re safe.

Your body flickers momentarily, turning black and wispy like the shadows around you, before settling once more in a physical form.

As you glance up and around you, you don’t see anyone near you besides Soren. You can, however, feel the presence of another hovering just out of view. The air around you is a lot colder with an unnatural chill. It doesn’t bother you. The cold hasn’t bothered you in months, not when it means she’s around.

You finally relax again.

It was just a memory. You’re not trapped, not again. Your friends’ aren’t suffering. Not anymore, at least.

You try to catch your breath as you send Soren away to keep watch while you compose yourself. You glimpse through your raven’s eyes as he flies off, melding with the dark night around him. It’s dark, but the shadows are a comfort most would shy away from. You thread your hands through the darkness at your side and you feel it respond. Her blessing is what allowed you to do this. It’s an assurance, that you’re never fully alone.

You keep looking through Soren’s eyes while remaining alert to your own surroundings. The presence has faded, but you can tell she’s still lingering. It helps you relax.

However, before you could return to your trance, a second, sudden presence breaches your senses and you hit a tree as you try to jump to your feet.

You look up just in time to see a man walk into view. He’s clad in shining half-plate, a sword strapped to his side. He makes no hostile moves but you brace yourself regardless.

The armored man merely tilts his head at you, acknowledging, or maybe assessing. “Hello there.”

His voice is soothing, calm.

But you can feel his divine magic from here and you don’t relax, your own necrotic magic seizing the shadows around you to keep you safe safe safe.

It’s dark, the shadows will protect you. This assurance allows you to calm yourself as you call for Soren. You feel the familiar protective magic blanket your form, Mage Amor settling over you in an instant. Your armor isn’t visible, but you could feel its cold magic surrounding you.

“Good evening.” You return his greeting, posture as nonchalant as you could fake.

He eyes you curiously, voice still calm as he regards you, “I apologize for startling you but… have you seen any undead around?”

You falter. “Undead? Like, a zombie?”

“No.” His expression grows more serious. “Something more.”

You have to pause for a moment as your brain tries to process that. What the hell does More mean? “I’m not sure I follow.”

“A powerful presence lingers within this forest. You should be careful.” He sniffs the air. “Somethings coming.”

He glances up and pulls out his sword. It gleams under the sparse moonlight and you feel the shadows around him shrink.

He faces you directly, but his eyes look past you. You don’t sense anything off but you turn to look as well. You tug your vision back into Soren’s but all you see is your own figure as your raven rapidly approaches.

Breaking past the tree line, Soren alights on your shoulder, a soft caw escaping his beak as his talons find their grip.

You turn back to the man. He’s frowning in confusion, you see through both your own and Soren’s visions. He sniffs the air again before holding out his free hand in a placating manner. “Okay. Please stay calm but I need you to get away from that bird.”

You blink.

“This bird?” You look at Soren. He’s been your loyal companion since you’ve escaped; a gift from her. He’s been your eyes and ears as much as he’s been a partner and companion. A perfect sentinel. There’s no other being you trust more.

“Yes.” His eyebrows crease just the slightest bit. “I don’t think you understand just what that bird actually is.”

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I apologize if it seems cut off but I wanna leave it here for now. I can post a revised one with a continuation if anyone wants one.

#dungeons and dragons #xenk the paladin #xenk yendar #dnd honor among thieves #xenk x reader #dungeons and dragons movie #dndhat #dnd movie #reader is a shadar kai #scenarios #second person pov #raven queen #short ficlet

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looceyloo · 2 years

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ladies rockin heavy armour is my fav character design and i was lucky enough to get commissioned for TWO this month!! 😍

Aralynn, elf paladin for DeliriumQueen on twitter and firbolg cleric for @laonii !

#commission #dnd art #dnd character #paladin #cleric #firbolg #moon #moon elf #character design #raven queen #fantasy art #fantasy character #dnd 5e

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ososull · 5 months

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official title of this piece is ‘hoping and praying her ass isn’t looking at me rn’

#DONT SICC THE ROBOT ON THEM HAVE MERCY QUEEN #my art #art #dnd #dnd art #dungeons and dragons #dnd character art #dnd bard #dnd eladrin #Eladrin #dnd warforged #warforged #dnd Paladin #dnd character #dnd characters #d&d oc #d&d #d&d art #autumn eladrin

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spooky-activity · 1 year

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Queen outfit redesign

#makoto niijima #p5r #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #queen Persona 5 #mine #my art #Makoto’s outfit was also a huge letdown for me tbh #it’s just another catsuit with HORRIBLE chaos vacuum sealed to her arms and legs #and spikes thrown in just like. randomly #I think they should have taken some shape language from Johanna #in mementos dialogue she says she doesn’t like her mask so I changed that too #just make it a little more visually interesting #with a crown (and fangs to balance the upper spikes)#my inspiration was smashing the dnd Paladin class together with a biker gang aesthetic #she punches people she needs an outfit that draws more attention to her arms #hence the pauldrons #also since she’s the mom friend I gave her a Fannypack that’s not a Fannypack FIISKFKFKGOOGG #she deserves it #the black cloth around her waist is threefold #1. provide padding for that hip armor/the belts #2. echoing the scarf design wise #3. a FUCK you to the original design that was literally only good at drawing attention to her ass #I wanted to make her gloves Nuke colored blue but Yusuke already has ice blue gloves and the colors were too similar #the original white was too powerful and didn’t look very good #so they’re black

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danses-with-dogmeat · 10 months

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🦀👑 'was that your first kiss?' for Danse please 🥺

You are a GENIUS

I love this so much, I actually can't--

Thanks so much for giving me an excuse to write this 😅

I hope you love it!

"Here. I wanted you to have this."

Danse's voice was low as he reached towards you, a parcel in his hands that he'd produced from behind his back. It was a medium-sized box, carefully wrapped in newspaper, with a tidy silver bow on top. You grinned at him as you took the gift from his tentative grasp.

A blush was slowly spreading across the ex-paladin's cheeks, but you tried not to make it obvious that you'd noticed this evidence of his nerves.

"T-thank you, Danse, but... What is this for, exactly?"

You'd only come home from a minuteman assignment, only been gone a little over an afternoon. It wasn't your birthday, or any other significant holiday, as far as you knew.

"Well, I... It's just a 'thank you,' of sorts, I suppose." One hand went up to scratch at the back of his neck as Danse's eyes refused to meet your own. "I wasn't sure how to repay you-- if I ever even could, for everything that you've done for me all this time. This was just a way, I thought, to let you know how much I appreciate it all."

Your smile only broadened at his words, but still, you didn't move to open it quite yet.

"I don't need you to say thank you," You told him gently, "I would've helped you. No matter what, I hope you know that."

Danse swallowed hard, his dark eyebrows knitting together over his downturned gaze.

"But still," You continued, moving a hand to lightly touch his forearm, "I do appreciate it."

He stiffened a bit at the contact, but nodded in understanding and didn't pull away completely.

"Now, come here. Might as well make ourselves comfortable instead of just standing here in the doorway." Your hand slid down to grasp with his gingerly as you pulled him to the living room couch to take a seat, setting the giftbox onto the worn coffee table in front of you.

"Alrighty, here we go." Your fingers twiddled with excitement as you removed the paper from the box with as much care as you could muster. You didn't want to ruin his perfect little wrapping-job, after all.

You could swear Danse held his breath the whole while, even as you pried open the edges of the carboard box within, and pulled out the... piece of metal?

"I... I love this, Danse, I really do." You said slowly as you turned the thing around in your hands, your gaze studious as you examined the strange item. "I just..."

You were at a loss.

"Um... what is it?"

When you turned to him, Danse's eyes were wide.

He swallowed hard again, and cleared his throat before answering.

"It's a... a modification. For Righteous Authority. I noticed that you still tend to use the weapon quite frequently, but that you hadn't made any changes to it over the time it's been in your possession." His fingers began to fidget as his eyes wandered to and fro, still avoiding your own like they'd set him ablaze if he looked too long. "And... I also noticed that you tend to use it as more of a ranged weapon than I did when I modified it for myself, so... in your hands is a fine-tuned beam focuser, which allows for better range without sacrificing accuracy and keeping recoil relatively mild."

You blinked at him as Danse reached forward for the box.

"A-and still inside is an overcharged capacitor. Which will give you much greater power and ammo capacity. I can install them later, but... I wanted to surprise you while not leaving you unarmed."

"Wow, this is... I really do love it, Danse. You know what I need more than I do." You chuckled as your fingers pressed over the shiny, cool metal, admiring the way it shone in the dim light of the room.

"Well... The same could be said about me." Danse said quietly, "When you helped me through... well, everything. When I'd thought of every option, or believed I'd considered every course of action that was possible, and then you showed up, and... You changed everything. Made the impossible, possible. You saved my... My life." His voice began faltering slightly by the end of it as he continued looking down between the two of you, his gaze resting on the couch cushions below.

"This was a small token of gratitude to say the least, but... It's what I could offer. I just hope that it's enough to express how grateful I am. How much you... you mean to me."

Slowly, you set down the... capacitor? Or was it the focuser? Either way, you set down the specialized piece of laser rifle modification back onto the table, freeing your hands as you turned on the couch to better face your companion.

You waited until his gaze finally tore away from the couch, and slowly, jerkily, made its way up to meet yours as he took in your movement; and then reached out your arms and steadily moved forward to pull him into a tight embrace.

All movement from the ex-paladin ceased as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. It was like hugging a warm statue, with how stiff and still he was throughout, and yet, he made no move to pull away.

A moment passed, and briefly the thought of releasing him passed through your mind, but just as the consideration entered your consciousness, Danse's hands raised to return the tender gesture, and you felt him release a breath, relaxing into your contact as his fingers tightened over your back and shoulder.

"You mean a lot to me too, Danse." You whispered to him through the hug.

"You have for a long time, and... I know this has all been difficult-- beyond difficult, since everything happened, but I want you to know how strong you've been. It's... been an inspiration to me, and to Haylen, and Preston, and countless others."

He released another deep breath, this one shakier than the last, as he clung to you even more tightly.

"And I can't tell you how glad I am that you're here. That you made it through all of that, that you stayed in the Commonwealth... Stayed with me. I know it can't be easy..."

"You... you make it easier." Danse said back, his voice barely more than a breath. "Sole, truly, I could have never made it out of this alive if it weren't for you."

He pulled away now, carefully unwinding his arms from around you, but allowing his fingers to drag lightly over your skin as he sat back to look you in the eye.

His own were almost glossy with emotion, and you felt something in your chest jump at his expression. At the affection you found there, the appreciation, the...

Am I just seeing things?

You blinked, but when your eyes opened again, that emotion was still there, strong as ever.

It was the way Nate/Nora had looked at you so often, the way your family looked at you when you returned home, the way your own eyes appeared when looking down at a peacefully sleeping Shaun.

At least, you could swear, you saw love in his expression.

And god... did that mean... could he see it in yours? It must have been there. You'd been in love with the man long enough to know he should be able to see it, but as tactically perceptive as Danse was, emotions weren't always his specialty.

Without a second consideration from the sane part of your mind, you leant forward, closing your eyes as your hand fell to his wrist, and as your lips touched his.

Danse's pulse was racing beneath the touch of your fingers, and just as had been true with the hug, he was still as stone as you pushed further into the kiss, the softness of your lips a stark contrast to the firmness of his own. Like a gentle wave meeting a rocky shoreline, slowly, the feeling seeped through the cracks and sunk into him, and Danse finally reciprocated. He tilted his head opposite yours, experimenting almost awkwardly, still with stiff lips and a clumsy movement of his hand reaching up to hold the base of your neck mechanically. You allowed his touch to pull you in further though, your lips kneading against his, coaxing the rigidness out of them as best you could, in an attempt to communicate every feeling that had just passed through you, and trying to get him to do the same. All of this whilst earnestly hoping that you hadn't misread things between the two of you.

Your head jolted in surprise, as you heard a soft sigh escape Danse's throat, something heating deep within you at the pleasured sound.

Then, just as soon as you began it, Danse ended the kiss, pulling back swiftly as he regained himself.

Your eyes blinked open, an apology ready and waiting on your tongue, before it was swept away by the shear redness of your companion's face. His blush would've put a tato to shame, and the wideness of his amber eyes resembled that of a pair of melons. Now, it was all you could do to keep from laughing at the absurd look.

"Is everything okay? I... I mean, was that alright?" You managed to ask without too much levity in your voice.

Danse was petrified, his mouth still partially open as his eyes stared at some nothingness, far in the distance.

"Danse?" You tried, and some semblance of the ex-paladin seemed to return to him at the sound of his name.

"I, ah... ahem." He shook his head, almost comically, before clearing his throat for the umpteenth time since the start of this talk of yours.

"What... did we?" He began, but never quite finished the question, just looked at you in confusion.

"I kissed you, yeah." Now it was your turn to blush, as your eyes failed to meet his. "I'm sorry if that wasn't what you were expecting, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything, I just..."

"No!" He said too quickly, too loudly, cringing instantly as he realized the way the word had left him. "No. It didn't. I was a little surprised, yes, and maybe reacted differently than I would've like to, but... It's only because, well... I've never really... um..."

He trailed off, and suddenly a light clicked in your mind.

"Wait, Danse... was that your first kiss?"

His eyes widened again, the flushed look of his cheeks that had began to slowly vanish redoubled in their efforts to turn the whole of his face that deep crimson once more.

"I-I-- Well..."

You smiled at him, feeling relief on your end that any perceived awkwardness on his part perhaps merely came from inexperience, and not from the possibility that he hadn't wanted to kiss you at all.

"It's okay, it's... I shouldn't have asked it like that, I'm sorry."

He seemed to relax a little at that.

"And I shouldn't have done it so abruptly, I just... I've been holding onto my feelings for you for so long, and I just couldn't seem to bottle them up any--"

"Y-your feelings for me?" Danse interrupted, but his voice stayed soft, non-accusatory, more... curious. "But how... With everything you know about me, about who-- what I am, how could you still..."

"Love you?" You finished for him.

Danse's eyes widened again, almost as if he was just realizing exactly what you were getting at.

As if you hadn't been trying to communicate it for weeks leading up to this.

You shook your head slightly, an evidence of your own disbelief, and smiled at him.

"With everything I know about you, Danse, how could I not?"

#1.5k event #1.5k celebration #fallout #fallout 4 #fallout companions #fallout 4 companions #danse fo4 #danse fallout 4 #paladin danse #danse #fallout danse #mirelurk queen

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