#Dirthrenan Lavellan
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I just recently re-started playing Dragon Age to pass time (When I have it, that is) And I noticed something...
This side is fine
This side, is also fine, but I noticed something wrong with the chin...
And I mean THIS.
WHY IS IT SO SHORT, WHAT WAS I THINKING WHILE MAKING HER???
And it's something that happened while making Falon'din (or how I pictured him in my story /more or less/)Too!
Did...did I squash his face? Why does he remind me of an owl??
I will have to spend some time With the Mirror in the Black Emporium...but I wonder why I have so much problems with faces XD
#Dragon Age#dragon age inquisition#not inquisitor#dai#Falon'din#Dirthrenan Lavellan#Inquisitor Lavellan
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Dragon Age Promptober
@serenityfailss gave the prompts and I thought: Ok...I can try it. My only problem was time, since I couldn't work on a picture every day I decided to work just on SOME prompts and post them together.
Note- I use a lot of references while working, be it My Dragon Age Game Screenshots/Tutorials/references/3d poses.
Prompts.
Demons and Spirits
4. Blood Magic
7. Dreams and Nightmares
16. Masks
I saw a resin Mask somewhere while getting groceries and I did this before I saw the prompts, so here it is!
19. Vallaslin
I had planned on doing more, but welp, this is all I got!.
#dragon age#promptober#prompt list#dragon age inquisition#not inquisitor#dai#dinlin#elvhen sentinel#inquisitor lavellan#Dirthrenan Lavellan#Dinrenan Lavellan#my art#my art 2022#Dinlin
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19- Fluff-uary 2023
#dragon age#Dirthrenan Lavellan#Dinrenan Lavellan#my art#ibispaintdrawing#fluffuary2023#fluff uary 2023
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The Wonderful @iawv took some screenshots for me a while ago and I noticed that actually, hers are the only decent screenshots of Dirthrenan I will ever have XD (Because I deleted the saves I needed and to remake her I need patience I have to spend on other characters T.T)
The first time I saw them I started to cry because they are so beautiful and in my eyes, they are pure perfection (I still cry for how amazing they are, My heart can't take it, I absolutely love them!)
#dragon age#Dragon age inquisition#Dirthrenan Lavellan#Inquisitor Lavellan#da solas#solas dragon age#solas romance#Trespasser
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Found another cute Picrew here!
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Very lazy day at work, so lazy edit too
#dragon age#not inquisitor#dinrenan lavellan#Inquisitor Lavellan#Dirthrenan#Dirthrenan Lavellan#dai#dragon age inquisition#My edit
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Bless @noire-pandora for sharing a character chart and I had to use it because I went insane trying to DRAW in some charts on the Internet, but this basically saves me the trouble.
(Yes, Dinrenan is Taller than Dirthrenan)
#dragon age#dragon age inquisition#dinrenan lavellan#dai#solas#solas dragon age#Dinlin#Dirthrenan Lavellan
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Work in Progress
I was tagged by @noire-pandora to show a work in progress!
This has been roaming around my head and my Documents for a while, it is linked to another part but It takes place during Trespasser, a day before Dirthrenan reaches the Darvaarad, Dinrenan is thought to be dead (that is because I have multiple scenarios)
Summary: Dirthrenan has killed her sister, or at least she thinks so, she had to stop the Qunari plan and in doing so had to destroy the Deep Roads they were working on, only her sister choose to stay and save whatever of a dead past she could still reclaim. The Uthenera chamber.
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She was back in them again, the Deep Roads, she could hear the walls around her whispering, only she was not standing on the floor of that temple, or whatever her sister had called it, no, she was laying into something. She tried to open whatever was keeping her in but found it impossible, she then tried to use her magic but that did not work either, the stony thing wouldn't budge, that's when she heard it, laughing mixed with screaming and what sounded like a chant, then water started to fill what by now she assumed was to become her grave, the chant was getting more insistent and then all started to glow. She screamed waiting for the end to come, closing her eyes shut.
When her ears couldn't hear anything more than a light breeze rustling the branches of the trees, she dared to reopen her eyes. There was no darkness, in fact, she was standing on a pair of stairs made of worn-out stones and up ahead there was the blue sky, something had moved her out of that place, not a demon since it looked like this place was anything but a bad dream.
She saw the statues figuring Ghilan'nain, mother of the Halla, and found it strange, whatever had removed her from her nightmare had strange tastes.
then she noticed her, Dinrenan, with her black armor standing a few meters away, talking to a spirit.
It couldn't have been her, her sister was dead, smashed by rocks, no more than a bunch of broken bones and meat under the water by now. That had to be a spirit, she was in the fade, after all, there was no other explanation.
"What are you"
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That's all! I am working on other dialogues and chapters as I go but I had fun with this one, especially since there will be angst later on...or something similar and a lot of explanations as to who the Spirit was/is...hope you like it, even if it's a short thing for now.
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Fun fact: Dinrenan and Dirthrenan started as actual twins in my first draft, and the romances were very different (Dinrenan would have ended up with Solas while Dirthrenan with Abelas, thanks to her sister) but then I changed the whole thing after I made Amelan'lin/Pity.
Because YES, Amelan'lin and Dinlin were one person, with a job, finding the REINCARNATION of Falon'Din's High priestess (Namely: Dinrenan, the first to be born dead). I decided later on to split him in two but kept their main goal, the backstory for them changed in the end as well.
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I love to change stuff along the way XD.
#dragon age#dragon age inquisition#dinrenan lavellan#not inquisitor#elvhen sentinel#dinlin#Amelan'lin#Dirthrenan Lavellan#inquisitor lavellan
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Explaining my characters. Dinrenan and Dirthrenan
This is basically why my character gets called Jules instead of Dinrenan, and why Dirthrenan took it instead. This explains how and when she gets adopted because that is when the whole name-changing started. I hope this helps to understand!
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Name meanings:
Dinrenan: Din(death)renan (voice) I translated as Voice of the dead or Dead's voice - I prefer the first
Dirthrenan: Dirth(used for knowledge or secrets)renan(voice) I translated as Voice of secrets or Secret's voice.
Ashallen/Asha'len: I translated as Child Woman. Mother of Dirthrenan, Healer of clan Lavellan. Her family had always had the gift of magic but she doesn't know from what clan they came from.
Adahlin/ Adahl'lin: Tree's blood or Blood of the tree (am not sure). Father of Dirthrenan. Hunt Master of Clan Lavellan.
Amelan'lin (Mentioned): Blood of the guardian or Guardian's blood
Backstory/Info (If one can call it that) for the sisters
Dinrenan was the High priestess of Falon’din, she was but a child that people thought to be an adult thanks to an amulet she wore that held the Evanuris magic, an illusion in shorts, the "God" couldn't let the People think a child was given better treatment than them, she wears no Vallaslin for she wasn’t a slave but a precious child Falon'din wanted to keep near because of her voice, it soothed the man once the war came. She was called Priestess by the People because it was known for her to go around the Uthenera temples and sing to those who were going into Uthenera and those already asleep, they could hear her in the beyond and knew someone was there to watch over them, it gave them a sense of peace and comfort. Slaves were wary of her because whenever she was near, Falon'din wouldn’t be far away. When Falon’din's vanity made him sacrifice his people, she sang to them, hoping for their spirits to forgive and forget, in that moment she knew her beloved Master had gone too far, but he cared for her, to the child, that was enough to forgive.
She met the Dread wolf once, young and rebellious, dangerous her Master told her but the Wolf did not harm her, his men did, they tried to capture her before she could give the alarm, to them, she was but a noblewoman going to alert the whole temple of their presence, She knew how to shapeshift into a dragon, the Master wanted her to learn it, but in the moment of panic, she forgot everything, how to focus on herself and shape her form. The wolf took the temple, the Master had fled, there was no one to protect the child now. Many slaves told the wolf that if the High Priestess was to live, Falon'din wouldn't cease his search of her, the god was like a madman treasuring his vanity and jewel. The wolf had refused to put an end to someone's life only because they were used as a tool, his men did not agree and when the time came, the leader away on a mission, they forced her into Uthenera, she cried, pleaded even, her Master was coming for her after all, she had to be awake, they did not listen.
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When the World of Elvhenan fell and the magic with it, the illusion broke and she was a child again, sleeping in a tomb, silent and dark. Millennia later she was awake again, confused, in pain, but her memory was hazy, she started to sing and cry, she couldn't remember much, she had a Master, the one who treated her like his own child, then what was after? A rebellion of sorts maybe, some evil men looking down at her like she was the worse child on the planet....only, she wasn't a child? She could feel the presence of Spirits, but they were twisted, they did not harm her, her voice kept them enraptured. This is how a hunter found her, and from there, the rest is history.
Joining the clan- The Keeper knows
It had rained the day before and the soil was full of mud puddles when the hunting party came back, some of the hunters had caught hares and some even wolves and deers, one of them though, the hunt master, had no prey in his back but a little girl who didn't appear more than 7 years old with brown shoulder-length wavy hair, in his arms, she clung to the man's neck like she was afraid to look around. Keeper Deshanna asked her first, Dirthrenan, to go and bring some blankets and prepare a bed in the healer's tent. Once the order was given the girl sprinted towards the Healer's tent, not even giving a glance towards her father or the strange addiction in his arms. The keeper greeted the Hunters back she asked Adahl'lin where he found the girl and he seemed all too wary to answer.
"She was in the ruins in the north, Keeper, she was surrounded by demons and she was...singing to them...as soon as she noticed us the demons vanished and she started to talk, but she seems to not know any trade..."
The woman then put her gaze on the child's back and started to speak in Elven, although she found it difficult.
" Turn around, child, no one is going to hurt you"
The child sniffed once and turned her head around, that's when her greenish eyes met the beautiful sky blue of the keeper.
"The same the wolf said but then the Master was no more and everyone lied, so why would I believe you?"
The woman looked confused for a moment, what the child had told made no sense to her, but then she asked her name. The shock hit her like a wave once the name was out of the child's lips. Keeper Deshanna had heard of The High Priestess of Falon'din in the legend Keeper Amelan'lin told at the last Arlathvhen after his hunters found new ruins. He had told of the role the figure had in Ancient temples and Keeper Deshanna couldn't believe the child, the legend says it was a woman, but again, the legend could have been wrong.
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Keeper Deshanna had left the child with Asha'lin and her family, the girl showed ability in magic and bonded quickly with Dirthrenan, referring to her and Asha'lin as kin, Deshanna had yet to tell everyone the girl's name and wasn't sure on how to proceed, there were city elves among them who would certainly think of the girl as nothing more than a demon, she wasn't sure as to how even the other Dalish clans would react to such a thing.
When the time came to announce that the new girl was to be kept as a member of the clan Deshanna said that her real name was a mystery, so from then on, the clan could call her Jules, the girl was to answer only to that name.
To Dirthrenan that made no sense, so she chooses to apply the name to herself, fearing to forget it in the years to come, the Keeper always called her Dirthrenan but she refused to answer toward that name. Jules appreciated it and always made sure to keep her sister from danger.
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In the years to come, the name Jules was the name she always told people that met her, it was the name the clan gave her, although she refused to take the Vallaslin when she was ready for it, the clan was in dismay, she fought both in elven and trade, then explained in the Keeper's Aravel that she wasn't going to put a slave mark on herself, and then explained to Deshanna what really those tattoos were for. The pain in the Keeper's eyes told her it wasn't what she wanted to hear but understood her point of view, so suggested another option.
Dirthrenan was told to reach the Keeper's Aravel and once inside saw the ink that was used for the Vallaslins, only it was different. She was left alone with her sister, the Keeper had to go out and attend daily matters in the clan.
"So...why is this?"
"I refuse to take your sl-... Vallaslins, the Keeper understood and proposed you paint it on my face instead of....you know..."
Dirthrenan only smiled and shook her head, she didn't ask the reasoning, she took her Vallaslin just the day prior and did not want to know whatever trespassed between the two.
"Alright, so I just have to paint it on your face?"
"Yes, it's the same ink you used yesterday, but instead of Dirthamen's...I wish for Falon'din's...the Ink has to be dried as soon as it settles and then I shall cast a spell that basically fixes it and stop it from fading for few months...can you do it?"
While Jules laid down and closed her eyes Dirthrenan took a thin paintbrush and started to work, when both girls exited the Aravel the whole clan was waiting, once seen the Vallaslin they clapped and hugged her, not knowing of the trick.
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I probably have burnt the keyboard. I really hope this made sense to you all! (Also sorry for the bad English)
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So, I decided to re-open my wattpad account after...maybe 3-4 years of inactivity, with all the stories and drafts from 2016 till 2019 , for a total of 29 drafts, alla based on fandoms I was following, I even found the draft for Vunlea's Story, an escaped slave of Danarius, who grew up with Leto (later known as Fenris) and got her cat eyes thanks to her Master...or so she thought.
Aaanyhow, since I re-opened it I said to myself....why not? And went making a picture for the background, it does look grainy and that is due to the size (1920x600) but it did look normal when making it....who knows, welp, here it is!
#dragon age ocs#dragon age inquisition#not inquisitor#inquisitor#lavellan#dragon age inquistor#Dinrenan Lavellan#Dirthrenan Lavellan#solas dragon age
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So yep, I found Dragon Age Inquistion on sale, a dream come true, and so I bought it, Installed some hair-skin-eyebrows mods and I am ready to go!.I am so happy!
#dragon age inquisition#Dinrenan Lavellan#Inquisitor Lavellan#Actually is Dirthrenan#Dirthrenan Lavellan
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30 Day Dragon Age OC Challenge
Day 13: Values
How does your OC define “good” and “evil”? “Right” and “wrong”? What are your OC’s priorities? What’s the first thing they consider when making a decision?
Her concept of wrong and right changed during her life, as a child she thought it was right for a slave to be disciplined if it did something wrong, but the punishments were too harsh in her eyes. Thanks to clan Lavellan she understood bits and pieces of wrong and right, she learned some templars did wrong things to mages, same goes for human and city elves.
Her priority...one of her priorities is staying alive, for she does not know how to seek a new vessel for her spirit (yet). And it really depends on the situation, if she is in a fight with enemies, her priority is the life of Dirthrenan. She makes decisions at the moment, do I follow Solas or stay with Dirthrenan? Do I turn into a Dragon and help in the final battle, or simply call Mythal's Dragon? Do I contact Abelas and let him wander with Dinlin? The answer? Instinct, she does whatever her instinct tells her is the right thing (and here there are like 2 to 3 scenarios she can end with, so let's hope her decisions don't let her end up dead)
Want to do the challenge as well? Here are the prompts!
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30 Day Dragon Age OC Challenge
Day 10
Let’s talk politics. What are your character’s political opinions? (Ideas for topics: slavery, mage freedom, Templars, Chantry as political power, elven segregation/oppression, dwarven castes, Tevinter, etc.) What issues do they prioritize, and what issues do they ignore?
Dinrenan never understood slavery, even as a child, she never understood why others were favorited, then she learned the class pyramid. During her years with Hawke, she learned more about slavery in Tevinter thanks to Fenris and Orana, and although all they said was somewhat similar to what she saw as a child, unlike then, she now can help, in a way or another, that was the plan till she went back to Ferelden, from there she went with Dirthrenan to the Conclave, for the Lavellan clan wasn't much of a home for her anymore.
Anyway, she doesn't like how the Chantry portrays mages, true, magic exists to serve men, not rule over him, but that does not mean that they had to close all mages in a tower, like prisoners, if they made the circles something like a free place of study, mages would have gone willingly, but the chantry has condemned them all, in her eyes at least, to not speak on how some of the templars abuse their power over mages, she knows not every templar is alike.
On Elven's oppression, she knows that if the elves/slaves had someone to guide them in the right directions, they could easily overthrow human nobles and such, but that's it, they need help for it.
She mostly ignores Dwarven castes and Orlesian politics for:
1)She knows about the Titans, the Evanuris had a war with the dwarves of that time (the Sha-brytol, the guardians who protected said Titans, and the population of Dwarves), the dwarves she sees are nothing more than descendants of those who fled during the war, at least, she thinks.
2)She has a lot of patience but doesn't have enough patience to deal with Orlesians. She had too many requests to become the Mistress of some noble snob, they should have been thankful their Nation still stands and hasn't been burned down by a pissed-off High Dragon, yet.
Want to do the challenge as well? Here are the prompts!
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I am moving my games to an external hard drive and while doing so I found these. The First picture shows Dinrenan (Almeridia) Amerydean, last one shows Dinrenan and Dirthrenan Lavellan in Skyrim because...why not XD
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Why do you hurt?
I was tagged by @ofgoodmen to do this quiz for one of my OCs. This is for Dirthrenan!.
Dirthrenan Lavellan - because you cannot hold freedom
the sky is only air. the ocean is only water. the only freedom you will ever have is breathing, drawing this air again & again & again & again. You have to exhale, and it costs you something - you have to quench your thirst and it comes back again - there is nothing solid in being free, it is not a status to be achieved but an action to do. Free is an active status, and you worry you'll somehow forget. there are people who would control you. there are orders you could obey. you keep coming back to take this next breath, your own part of the forever-freedom of the sky, but sometimes you think to hold your breath. it is deceptively peaceful underwater. you don't know if you would notice it if you started drowning.
Tagging @noire-pandora !
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