I have no idea if someone else already said this, probably yes, still i think it would be such a good opportunity to explore more of Andraste real story.
It would be fun to have a game where you can play Andraste like every other Dragon Age game protagonist, make decisions, shape her character, drive for change and a better world, even have a romance, only to be crushed by the ending, where no matter what you did and what you chose, Andraste will always be burned at the stake.
Or maybe not.
Because you know what happens to saints, heroes and legends? Their real stories are forgotten, their words rewritten and their tales changed to suit the current needs of propaganda. That's what the Chantry did for centuries probably. Maybe Andraste wasn't even her real name, maybe she wasn't even blonde, maybe she was a mage.
So yeah, my idea for Andraste's tale would be a parallel to the Inquisitor's: two people in place of leadership, associated with religion (bride of the Maker/Herald of Andraste) even if they don't believe themselves, whose origins and actions gets modified or misinterpreted or forgotten (as we see with Inquisitor Ameridan in DAI)
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Can we do the one where person be escapes from an abusive relationship with Luigi being person B and Mario being person A? Movie-verse, ofc, because their relationship is just so pure and they are the best brothers.
Threat/Help/Wounded/Angst Prompt
Person B finally got rid of an abusive relationship (whether it’s a family member or their s/o), and Person A does their best to help them recover. @shadow-angel7
(Uh, so, this came out a little darker than I meant? So I'm putting up a 'read more' line for this short.)
There was a lot of unintelligible shouting from the first floor. The changing tones indicated that people were trying to talk over the others to get their own point across. Softer tones were their mother and aunt to keep the calm. Even tones were their uncles, slow and sounding as if they were working through an issue logically.
The loudest of them all was their father. Ranting and raving. The phrase “I’m going to kill him!” and “They’re never gonna find his body!” on rotation as he no doubt paced the kitchen floor in anger. It was amazing the rest of the family had been able to keep their father in the house for this long.
Mario tried to ignore it. Wanting to close the door to block out more of the yelling, but knew it needed to stay open. To offer a clear escape route. Just in case.
He was pulled back to his current situation hearing Luigi let out a small whine in pain. Mario holding his younger brother’s hand in one of his own, the other holding a cotton ball soaked in hydrogen peroxide. Which had just barely touched the deep cut resting on Luigi’s arm.
“You’re okay,” Mario whispered softly, “It’s gonna sting, but you’ll be fine.”
Luigi merely nodded back.
The oldest tried to keep his focus on the current job. But he couldn’t keep his eyes from wandering over the other wounds that decorated Luigi’s pale skin. A heavily bruised black eye was settled over his right that was currently hidden by a bag of frozen peas. Bruises around his neck and upper right arm. Said arm also had numerous wrapping around it, hiding further cuts that Mario had just finished cleaning. Who was focusing on the cuts the left arm was carrying.
This was definitely not how Mario thought this evening would be ending.
He certainly didn’t expect it to start with a frantic phone call from his younger brother to come pick him up from his ex-boyfriend’s house now. The calm early evening shattered when Mario heard angry shouting in the background with Luigi’s quick but shaky reply filling the older brother with rage.
He was out the door before his parents could ask what was wrong.
Kicking down the front door of the other with absolute fury. Brain fog focusing on finding Luigi, his little brother, with a hand wrapped around his neck and upper arm. The ex-boyfriend actually looked offended that someone would dare damage his front door and not about the person he was currently hurting.
He wasn’t sure what happened. All Mario knew was that he was standing in the doorway one moment. The next, the ex was on the floor, supporting a busted him, Mario’s hand was hurting, and Luigi was behind him.
“Don’t you dare lay a hand on my brother. Hope that I never see you again.”
And with that, they were out.
Mario fuming while Luigi was silently shaking as he followed behind. Their parents were in near hysteria when they arrived back home. Their mother immediately went to Luigi, hands hovering nervously over the numerous injuries he carried. Their father froze, just able to stand up from his chair before his muscles stopped working. Eyes wide as he took in the scene.
“Mom…” Mario said softly, “I’m going to take Luigi upstairs, okay?”
She let out a small sob, but nodded slowly. Allowing Mario to disappear upstairs with his brother. Ignoring the rest of his family who had stuck their heads out the kitchen doorway.
Which leads to their current situation. Family members arguing downstairs, trying to keep their father from going out to hunt the ex down. Mario focused on patching Luigi up as best he could. Keeping his hands and emotions stable.
“There…that should feel better. Let me take a look at your eye.” Mario said softly, wincing as Luigi let out a hiss moving the frozen bag away. “Ah, not too bad… How are you feeling?”
The younger brother shrugged weakly, unable to look up.
“...Lu, I need you to talk to me. Were you hurt anywhere else?”
Luigi shook his head.
“Lu-”
“I’m sorry.”
Mario felt as if his heart was being stabbed. Swallowed his worries down as he moved to sit next to his brother. “What are you talking about? You don’t have anything to be worried about.”
“But you told me… You said he wasn’t good for me and I didn’t listen… Now you’re cleaning up my mess again.” Luigi sniffed weakly. Reaching up to rub at his good eye.
Mario frowned softly as he pulled his brother close. Luigi eventually collapsed against the other, quietly crying as Mario gently rocked them back and forth. “You didn’t do a single thing wrong. You see the best in people, it’s a wonderful quality you have… I just wish I had seen the signs sooner…I wish I’d helped sooner.”
“I didn’t let you help, I thought I could…I could fix it…”
“It’s not your job to fix everyone Weegee. You…just need to be yourself and the rest will follow. That doesn’t mean you’re… You can’t save everyone, you shouldn’t have to.” Mario said softly, gently rubbing Luigi’s back.
“...I think dad’s upset.”
“I think dad wants to kill someone.”
Luigi laughed softly. “I thought he’d be this mad when I told him I was bi.”
“And I told you he wouldn’t care.”
“Yeah, you’re right…you’re always right… Thanks Mario.”
“Anytime Lu… Seriously, anytime. I’m here to keep you safe.”
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