#darp #dragonage #Cassandradragonage #CassandraPentaghast
Mostly serious RP. Some silliness. Pre-discussed ship. Skyhold at the moment.
Cassandra traces the lines just above the first section, lost in the detail and pigments which seem even richer than normal. “The figures, they…are symbolic. Wolves? Would… those be templars to you?”
"I learnt the technique from the fade."
Cassandra traces the lines just above the first section, lost in the detail and pigments which seem even richer than normal. “The figures, they…are symbolic. Wolves? Would… those be templars to you?”
The seeker looked to Solas and then up at the walls, taking in details. “You use a style I am not familiar with. Such precision, blocks of color. Where did you study?”
Accepting his fate of having the pink pigment stain him for a while, he lowered his hands and gave his full attention to the Seeker.
"Skyhold had many uses and many owners before the Inquisition. I felt it fitting to ensure the Inquisitor's story was told."
Cassandra leaned over from the stairs, very much preferring to look at the mage’s art over the large headache preparing troops was turning out to be
The seeker looked to Solas and then up at the walls, taking in details. “You use a style I am not familiar with. Such precision, blocks of color. Where did you study?”
@varricofkirkwall.bsky.social
@varricofkirkwall.bsky.social
*approaches them in the tavern*
Hello, Cassandra. Hello, Varric. I don't suppose the two of you would mind watching D'elgara for @ch33kydevil.bsky.social and I whilst we're in Val Royeaux, would you? We have certain... plans, and we (+)
*approaches them in the tavern*
Hello, Cassandra. Hello, Varric. I don't suppose the two of you would mind watching D'elgara for @ch33kydevil.bsky.social and I whilst we're in Val Royeaux, would you? We have certain... plans, and we (+)
I will consider speaking to him. It is…odd- adjusting to two heralds,
but the Maker works in ways unclear at first glance.”
She sighed and carefully slipped off her gloves, filling her glass and offering Varric the wine bottle
I will consider speaking to him. It is…odd- adjusting to two heralds,
but the Maker works in ways unclear at first glance.”
She sighed and carefully slipped off her gloves, filling her glass and offering Varric the wine bottle
“What happened was a disgrace to the order! We seek the truth and if the truth dictates…I ramble. It does no good. Perhaps they wish me angry.”
I will consider speaking to him. It is…odd- adjusting to two heralds,
but the Maker works in ways unclear at first glance.”
She sighed and carefully slipped off her gloves, filling her glass and offering Varric the wine bottle
Cassandra leaned over from the stairs, very much preferring to look at the mage’s art over the large headache preparing troops was turning out to be
He continued to pick at his nail, only getting a small bit of the pink out. The rest now smeared over his thumb. Solas let out a heavy sigh.
Cassandra leaned over from the stairs, very much preferring to look at the mage’s art over the large headache preparing troops was turning out to be
She had of course, realized their interior motive for playing her a visit over an hour ago. The seeker sighed, going to bed in place of having another glass.
She had of course, realized their interior motive for playing her a visit over an hour ago. The seeker sighed, going to bed in place of having another glass.
“What happened was a disgrace to the order! We seek the truth and if the truth dictates…I ramble. It does no good. Perhaps they wish me angry.”
I don’t know how ‘things’ are…”
She glanced down at him and back with a forced casualness, as they stepped inside. “To what ‘things’ do you refer? Perhaps I may catch my thoughts yet…”
“What happened was a disgrace to the order! We seek the truth and if the truth dictates…I ramble. It does no good. Perhaps they wish me angry.”
Such a mess.
Such a mess.