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ziracona · 2 years
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A photoset called “Full circle”
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ziraconarose · 2 years
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They say time is no constant in Thedas. The elves used to live forever, but exposure to humans robbed them of all their time. But they also say doors open both ways. I’ve heard the Warden in White was dead by the time they found her, and a human man halved his lifespan to give her another thirty years.
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megmahoneyart · 2 years
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@ziracona commissioned this sketch of her DA Warden, Telanadas Tabris and her husband
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spiders-scribbles · 4 years
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Been trying to finish Origins for the first time and got the urge to paint all my kids (Wardens, Hawke and Inquisitors)
My wardens would be Abelas Tabris, Serena Aeducan and Nissa Cousland
My Hawke is Eva Hawke
and my inquisitors are Rhona Adaar, Edric Cadash, Telanadas Lavellan, Arla Lavellan and Hera Adaar
I love them all dearly and now want to replay da 2 and Inquisition XD but I promised myself Id actually finish Origins for once and by the maker Im gonna do it!
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spider-bot1 · 5 years
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This gave me a wee giggle
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shift-shaping · 3 years
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Surana/Solas Party Banter
No idea what the verse for this is. Some sort of hybrid tlatw/canon inquisition idk. But it's fun! 
In case you aren’t familiar, Eirwen Surana was very much in love with Alistair during the Blight, but he sacrificed himself so she could live. Here, she has elected to join the Inquisition.
Banter under the cut!
Solas: A great hero comes to aid the Inquisition. The Hero of Ferelden, no less. Eirwen: Not really, though. Solas: ...No? Eirwen: Alistair was the real hero. He died fighting the archdemon. I only ever did what I had to do. Solas: ...I see.
Solas: Surana. You do not think yourself a hero? Eirwen: *sighs* If a man is ordered to save a child from a burning building or else be killed himself, is he really a hero? Eirwen: Had I not been a Warden, I would have been killed or made Tranquil. I did not choose to do the right thing. I was forced to.
Solas: Regarding our previous conversation. Eirwen: ...alright. Solas: Perhaps the man who went into the burning building does not think himself a hero. But the child he saved will always see him as such, regardless of his motivation. Eirwen: You truly think that? That you can still be a good person if your motivation is purely your own survival? Solas: I did not say that. 'Hero' and 'good person' are not necessarily the same.
Solas: Despite your claim to the contrary, I do not believe you acted purely out of your own self-interest. Eirwen: *dryly* You seem fascinated by my past. Solas: You are an elven mage. It is rare for either to be elevated to the status of legendary hero. (If the Inquisitor is an elf, a mage, or both: Eirwen: Well apparently it's not that rare. Solas: Even still.) Solas: You are an historical anomaly. It is... unfortunate that you are so quick to dismiss your own heroism. If neither Solas nor Eirwen are romanced Eirwen: *flatly* Are you flirting with me? Solas: *surprised* What?
After All New, Faded for Her Eirwen: I'm sorry about Wisdom, Solas. Solas: I appreciate that. Thank you. Eirwen: It must have had a wealth of knowledge. It is a shame to lose so much for so little. Solas: There is a difference between wisdom and knowledge. Eirwen: Right, yes. I remember a joke about that. Would you like to hear it? Solas: ...alright. Eirwen: *clears her throat* Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is knowing it does not belong in a fruit salad. Solas: ... Eirwen: Too soon, I suppose. Sorry.
Solas: Thank you, Surana. Eirwen: I told you, Dorian and I aren't fond of that particular vintage. And I thought you'd appreciate the earthy tones. Solas: I... am unsure whether to be insulted. Regardless, that is not what I was referring to. Eirwen: Oh? Solas: Your joke. I did not mean to dismiss it. You... it was unexpected. But not bad at all. Eirwen: Oh. Well, that's about the least dirty joke I know. Want to hear one a drunken dwarf told me in the Deep Roads? Solas: No, thank you.  Eirwen: Ah, you wouldn't like it anyway.
After Here Lies the Abyss Eirwen: I didn't know you disliked the Wardens so much, Solas. Solas: It was not worth mentioning, to you. Eirwen: To me? The most famous living Warden? Veteran of the Fifth Blight? And your friend, or so I thought? Solas: No. Because, truly, what have the Wardens actually accomplished in terms of understanding the Blight? Do you honestly feel you understand it any better than you did before you became one? Eirwen: Is that a serious question? Do I understand it better after witnessing its ravages than I did when I'd merely read about them in a book? Solas: What did the Wardens teach you? What did you learn from them, about the Blight? Eirwen: More than I will ever tell you. Solas: *bitterly* Ah. Of course.
Eirwen: You have always been an apostate, have you not? Solas: By your Chantry's definition, I suppose. Eirwen: My chantry? Am I the Divine now, too? Anyway, you have never spent time in a Circle. Solas: No. Eirwen: Then one thing I will tell you about the Wardens is this: there is no other path to freedom for many mages than to join them. You were not dragged from your home in chains because of what you are. You were not barred from dreaming, or threatened with Tranquility when you performed a spell especially well. Solas: You should not have had to make that choice, Surana. Eirwen: Yet I did. It was the only one I had. And the Wardens are all the world has to counter the Blight. You can disagree from your tower in Skyhold or your hut in the woods or whatever, but we are working with what is available to us. Come up with a real solution and I will listen. But I'm uninterested in ignorant complaints from someone who was not there.
Eirwen: It's not my Chantry. Solas: Poor wording, I suppose. Eirwen: I don't even like the Chantry. Solas: I meant no offense. Eirwen: Yes, you did. Or you didn't care. Solas: I... do not know what you want me to say. Eirwen: Then don't say anything.
Solas: Where was home to you, Surana? Before the Circle? Eirwen: *sighs* An orphanage in Denerim's alienage. Solas: Really? In that case I would have expected you to sound more like Sera. (Sera, if present: What? You think all city elves sound the same? Solas: You are from the same section of the same city. Why would you not have the same accent?) Eirwen: I don't sound like Sera because I was beaten in the Circle until I spoke 'properly.' No offense to Sera, of course. (Sera, if present: More reason to be glad I'm not like you two.)
Solas: I am sorry, Surana. Living in the Circle must have been difficult, and I imagine being a Warden during the Blight was no easier. Eirwen: *sighs* It's alright. You couldn't have known. Solas: I should have tried. I have done you a disservice. I hope you will forgive me. Eirwen: Maybe. Possibly. Did you bring any of that wine with you? Solas: Unfortunately not. Eirwen: *playfully* Then, no. Eirwen: ...But please, call me Eirwen. Solas: I will, Eirwen.
Eirwen: You know, you're something of an 'historical anomaly' yourself, Solas. Solas: How so? Eirwen: You're an elven apostate at the top of a Chantry-led organization. (If Solas is romanced Eirwen: You're even romantically involved with its leader!) Eirwen: You will have a role in history as surely as I. Solas: Perhaps. Tell me though, what does your statue in Denerim look like? The ears, specifically? Eirwen: ...Ah. Fair enough. Never mind, then. I imagine we'll both have our ears docked and our staves turned to swords, in time. Solas: How lucky for us.
If neither Solas nor Eirwen are romanced Solas: Have you ever learned any elven, Eirwen? Eirwen: Unfortunately not. A few words here and there, a long time ago. It wasn't exactly taught in the Circle. Solas: Would you like to? Eirwen: I --oh. I hadn't --um. Solas: *chuckles* You do not have to learn. Eirwen: No! I would love to. From you, I assume? Solas: I cannot imagine you were going to learn it from Sera. Sera, if present: Right on that, if nothin' else.
If neither Solas nor Eirwen are romanced Solas: What elven words do you recall, from your alienage? Eirwen: Ah... okay. Hahren, that's like... elder, or leader. The tree in the middle was called the vhenadahl. Lethallan is like friend, or ally, or maybe even sister? Um, and people who married beneath the vhenadahl called each other something. Vhenan, I think. Which is probably 'love'? Solas: Do you know what vhenadahl means? Eirwen: It must be something about a tree. Solas: And where is it, in the alienage? Eirwen: *slowly* ...The middle. Solas: *amused* And what is another word for the middle of something that spouses might call each other? Eirwen: ...Heart? Solas: So what do you think 'vhenan' means, if it is built from the same root as vhenadahl? Eirwen: *excitedly* ...Heart! Solas: My heart. But well done. Sera, if present: *drawn out groan*
After What Pride Had Wrought, if neither Solas nor Eirwen are romanced Solas: Eirwen, I-- Solas: I am sorry we had to cut our lessons short. Eirwen: It's... I understand. We... no, you were right. Solas: For what it is worth, Eirwen, you... will always be important to me. You have made me re-think so much. I will treasure that, and you, always. Eirwen: Thank you. Perhaps, in another life, another time, we could have-- Solas: I know. *quietly* I know. Ir abelas, lethallan. Eirwen: Telanadas, hahren. Solas: Ma nuvenin.
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kuriquinn · 5 years
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When I see your name i associate with Telenadas, because I didnt knew anything about Dragon Age but I read anyway because it was your fanfiction and it was SS. But now i’m playing DAO and well, now It’s my favorite fic of yours. Alistair I love u
Alistair is my husband and I’m the damn Queen Warden of Ferelden! Bwahaha so happy to hear I was able to spread the addiction heehee
And as for Telanadas...if I ever write a sequel, Itachi will probably show up. As Anders. Because holy heck parallels. (And if you haven’t played DA2 yet, then that’s a hell of a teaser for you :P)
Dunno who would be Hawke. I mean, Sasuke is basically Fenris... Izumi or Shisui would probably be Hawke. Mmm definitely Shisui. Ooh, maybe Izumi could be Merrill... *begins planning stuff when she shouldn’t be*
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ziracona · 2 years
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Goodbye, Telanadas. It’s been both pleasure, and honor, to play as you throughout these three games. You began like Nemesis, and finished like Nike. I will never stop having a part of you in my soul.
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ziraconarose · 2 years
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Warden Telanadas Tabris.
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ziracona · 2 years
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Tabris
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Hawke
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Adaar
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ziracona · 2 years
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My Warden and Inquisitor.
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ziracona · 2 years
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She’s. So. BEAUTIFUL!!
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ziraconarose · 2 years
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They say the Warden wore that wedding dress every day for the rest of her life. She was never seen without it, even when facing the Archdemon. None knows why, except it’s said she was remembering. They called her The Corpse sometimes, or The Bride. The Warden in the White Dress.
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ziraconarose · 2 years
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Telanadas and her bloodstained wedding dress she will probably wear till it rips to nothing, or she is killed and buried in it.
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ziracona · 2 years
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*happy crying*
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ziracona · 2 years
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Only the fact I took like 3 videos my entire time in Origins is stopping me from having SO many Telanadas gifs.
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