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The sun will come out again and we will both be here to see it.
Wanted to draw a lil moment of rest after the battle of Denerim
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Why Rendon Howe is evil
This is a little theory thats been going around in my head for several days.
Rendon Howe. Evil personified. Probably one of the most despicable and hated characters in the Dragon Age series. One of the characters thats most easily defined as being just plain bad and evil, with good reason. Even in the game itself no one likes him (with 1 exception that I'll mention later in this post)
In the game, we really aren't given many reasons as to why he is the way he is and why he does the thing he does beyond saying he's evil, power hungry, and like he himself says as he dies, "I deserved more!"
But recently I started to become curious about him to try to find out what had made him become like this, cause I prefer villains to have some complexity that goes beyond just "He's evil just because".
Rest of the analysis under the cut.
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My main theory of why I think Rendon became "evil" is cause he may have suffered brain damage due to his injuries while fighting against Orlais with Maric and his rebels. My first thought for this came cause historically, Henry the 8th of England suffered several brain injuries during sporting events, and its believed that his injuries led to him having a severe personality change, which led to him become more radical, tyrannical and murderous.
After the death of his father and the Howe family joining the rebellion, Rendon joined Maric's forces and became close friends with Bryce Cousland, future Teyrn of Highever, and Leonas Bryland, future Arl of South Reach. The 3 of them fought together in the Battle of White River, which was the worse defeat the rebels suffered in the war against Orlais, and only 50 of the initial thousand soldier strong fereldan army survived.
Rendon was very badly injured during the battle, and Bryce and Leonas had to dragged him away to safety as the rebel army was crushed by the orlesians. Bryce was injured in the arm while trying to save Rendon from a chevalier. They got Rendon to Redcliffe and stayed with him for a month while he recovered before leaving to rejoin Maric and the rest of the rebel forces. While Rendon recovered in Redcliffe, he was tended to by Leonas's sister, Eliane, until he eventually recovered months later. He eventually proposed to her and they got married.
And here is the first bit of evidence we get of Rendon's attitude and behaviour completely changing after that battle and his wounds. From the wiki: "Leonas had become concerned by the changes in his friend's behavior since the battle and attempted to prevent the marriage." And some other quotes from Leonas that we get to her in dao: "Rendon Howe was no friend of mine. The boy I knew... died at the Battle of White River" and "That he didn't die years ago is the only thing worth mourning here." Leonas cut all contact with Rendon after he told him that he was only marrying his sister for her dowry and connections.
This goes back to what I mentioned earlier about the one person that seemed to care for Rendon. That person is Bryce Cousland.
Bryce and Eleanor were the only people that attended Rendon and Eliane's wedding, and even though Rendon was treated as a pariah by almost everyone in fereldan nobility, Bryce still maintained a friendly relation with Rendon, and seemed to have an almost protective attitude towards him, which contrasts greatly with how Leonas feels about Rendon. And this is where I came up with another theory about why this is. I believe that Bryce feels personally responsible for the injuries and near death that Rendon suffered during the Battle of White River and feels that he is somehow obligated to look after him. I can only hc why these could be, but maybe Rendon got injured while protecting Bryce, or maybe Bryce's actions during the battle led to Rendon's injuries. Maybe that's why Bryce seems to have keep pushing for the friendship that he once had with him, even though he clearly no longer was the same person. Cause Bryce felt responsible for the way Rendon had turned out.
Its possible that Rendon was just always like this, and those months he spent recovering just made him become super resentful against everything and everyone, but I do believe that the near death injuries he suffered during that battle, including possible head injuries and brain trauma, led to his personality changing and to him becoming the sheer villain we see ingame.
And to finish, a bit of background as to why Rendon would have hated Bryce even despite of this, here's a bit of info about them and about the relation between Highever and Amaranthine.
Rendon's father, Tarleton, supported Orlais during their occupation of Ferelden, and was eventually hanged by the Couslands before the Howes officially joined the rebellion. Adding the fact that Highever was once part of Amaranthine before they rebelled to gain their independence and annexed a good part of southern Amaranthine after winning their independence war, it adds some context to how Rendon could have seen this part of his greater vengeance against the Couslands and Highever for killing his father and taking away land from Amaranthine.
TL,DR: Rendon Howe suffered grieveous injuries during the war against Orlais, including possible brain injuries which may have led to a complete personality shift and to him becoming the person that we see him being in the game.
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Sometimes I like to stroll around Denerim in DAO, and wonder... How in the world are the buildings there still standing??
I bet the walls are crumbling, and their solution is to "slap some wood on it and call it a day"
This one is my personal fave:
there's so much going on here
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still on my bullshit
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The Battle of Denerim
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CONFESSION:
Knowing that Sera was the one we give the music box to in Origins makes me so happy. Hearing that happy little giggle when you hand over the box and knowing you brought tiny Sera so much joy just warms my heart and makes me smile.
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Hangi aşk yola gelir ki?
Acı veren biri mutlu eder mi?
Aldatan aldanırmış, değer mi?
Bahane bol gönül dara düşünce
İnsan hata yapar mı sevince?
Sınırları çizersin giderse
Üzeni yolla, isterse dönsün sonra
Salla, ardına bakma asla
Yolla, aldatan aldansın, salla
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I absolutely 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 how your companions can follow you to The Pearl in Denerim and watch you choose what kind of service you want and with who because Zevran is always going to love it and be like:
BUT THEN EVERYONE ELSE IS LIKE:
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Victory!!!
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Obsessed with the blood mage base in Denerim, I am truly living for the weird 3-headed snake sculpture
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So we were rescuing Queen Anora and walked in on this knight getting a BJ from a serving maid…
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City elf origin
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Everyone complains about Kirkwall but it's not like you can walk through Denerim without getting jumped in broad daylight.
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The Butcher of Denerim
A short fic about Rendon Howe cause I have been analyzing his character under a microscope lately. Using this theory I did about him as basis for this fic. Basically, it is that I think Rendon sustained brain injuries during his time fighting against Orlais and this led to his personality changing and becoming the villain we see him being in the game.
Read it on AO3
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Warnings: Mentions of violence.
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Rendon looked at the wood burning in the fireplace, the crack of the splinters being the only thing that broke the silence in the room. The candles had burnt out long ago, enveloping the room in almost complete darkness.
His eyes kept staring at the blunted shield hanging from the wall, where the dent of an orlesian sword had left its mark long ago. It had been him with that shield who had blocked the blow that would have certainly taken Bryce's life if it had reached him. It had nearly taken his instead.
He smiled as memories of Leonas, Bryce, Maric, Loghain and Eliane came forth. Nathaniel, Thomas and Delilah smiling as he lifted them in the air as they smiled. Nathaniel still calling him a good man despite everything. Eliane’s smile at the wedding, despite that only Bryce and Eleanor were there to see it. Better times. The tears rolled shortly after. They always did.
Then the headache. He tightened his grip on the mabari decorated armrests of the chair, his frown curving, exhaling deep breaths as the throbbing pain in the front of his head, where the scar caused by the chevalier's sword was forever etched into his skin, made his head feel like it was being torn open, the pain that had been with him all these decades after the war.
"No, he deserved to die. Bryce and his accursed family all deserved to die. They stole what I deserved! What was mine!" he shouted, arguing with the nothingness in front of him, as if the shadows themselves were judging him "Nathaniel was weak, Thomas was pathetic, Delilah the living image of that accursed Eliane. They were foolish and weak, unworthy of the Howe name" Rendon exclaimed as he walked towards the large window and pulled open the curtains in a swift motion.
He smelled the smoke before he opened the window, the stench of burnt flesh and screams filling the air. The fires in the Alienage lit the moonless night in Denerim, as soldiers marched in and "restored order" as he had commanded them to.
He smiled wickedly at the scenery. Teyrn of Highever, Arl of Amaranthine and Denerim, the riches of Ferelden’s treasury filling his coffers, Loghain blindly following his every advice. At long last, the Howe name was restored, the glory which he had always deserved finally his.
Yet he wanted more. Always more.
As he went back to his chair, he smiled for some time before his eyes drifted back to the shield hanging by the wall.
What did regret matter now? He sat in the embrace of his comfortable loneliness.
He had won.
Lucky him.
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Dragon Age: Dark Age Chapter 3 (Edited)
Cullen paced back and forth as he waited for Evelyn to be ready and bring Alyndra to the throne room. It was her name day and all nobles from far and wide made it to Alyndra's name day. Only a week had passed since Alyndra was born and it was nothing but chaos. Josephine had a handle of most of the planning but of course Cullen and Evelyn had to make many of the decisions. Josephine made sure to remind Cullen how important this was as it was their first ball since they were named Tyern and Tyreness. All the nobles would be gathered at Skyhold to welcome Alyndra.
Finally, he sees Evelyn exiting the door to their chambers. "She looks so beautiful," he thought to himself. She wore a beautiful royal blue dress that was long-sleeved with a velvet touch. A light blue sash with a gold broch hung around her waist, and a gold circlet crown wrapped her beautiful chocolate brown hair. It was still hard for Cullen to get used to the fact the Evelyn wears more dresses than she does her Outerwear she wore during the age of the Inquisition.
Evelyn hooked her arm through Cullen’s and carried Alyndra in her other. This would have been impossible but there was a mage that was able to somehow give Evelyn back her arm after the mark was removed. They did not know who this mage was as they never saw her face, but were grateful all the same.
As they approached their thrones, Josephine announced the Rutherford family. Evelyn placed little Alyndra into a beautiful ivory and gold crib, a gift from the King and Queen of Fereldan.
"Everyone, if you could please gather so that we may commence the name day ceremony. "
Everyone became quiet as Josephine bowed and gestured to Cullen and Evelyn. They stood to address the assembly hand in hand.
" On this day the Maker and Andraste have smiled and blessed us with a beautiful baby girl." Evelyn says beaming with happiness.
" On this name day we ask that each of you pay your loyalties to the new lady of the Rutherford household. Today we would like to introduce to you Lady Alyndra Rutherford, Heiress to the land of Skyhold."
Everyone applauded and began to come forth to present their many gifts the little lady. Most were extravagant dresses, jewelry, toys and even betrothal offers to some of the most esteemed families. Some of them Cullen recognized from when he had received the same request at the Winter Palace during the civil war negotiations. Cullen knew that as soon as the festivities were over these requests would be kindling for their fire. Many of the lower class citizens gave them food, animals, and anything that they could bring abundance to their land.
Then the King of Fereldan made his way to meet Alyndra along with the Queen and their son and only heir Prince Duncan. The prince would not have been born had it not been for the help of a group of Grey Warden mages wanting to give a gift to the new King and his Queen. One of the mages sacrificed their life so that the Warden Queen could conceive a child. Unfortunately for the King and Queen they did not have a choice in the matter as they had performed the ritual before they were to face Alistair and his Queen. For the mages they were given their lives but were sentenced to fight in the Deep Roads to pay for their crimes as Blood Magic was still outlawed despite Mages gaining the freedom they had always wanted.
Alistair was the first to look upon Alyndra and the first thing he did was to make faces and coo at her so that she would laugh. However, her big blue eyes were locked on to Duncan as the Queen held him. When the Queen lowered Duncan to Alyndra, both babies began to laugh and look as if they were trying to play.
"Our congratulations on your daughter's name day. You are welcome to come to Denerim should you require anything and know that our doors are always open to you and your family."
" Thank you, your Majesties, we are deeply honored for your consideration."
They bow to the King and Queen as they head back into the crowd to mingle with their people.
As the festivities continued on and the nobles were almost done with giving their gifts, a dark black smoke began to fill the floor of the throne room. Everyone became quiet and watched as a woman dressed in a black dress with silver elvan trimming sauntered into the throne room. She was tall and pale as the moon, eyes black like the night sky and red lips the color of blood.
" How quaint, a little brat gets more respect than that of a Goddess." she said with an evil grin.
Cullen drew his sword as he stood in front of Evelyn as she grabbed Alyndra to protect her. The soldiers of Skyhold and the Kings guard surround the mysterious woman. Alistair, the Queen and Duncan hurried beside Cullen and his family. Alistair also drew his sword as the Queen kept her hand on her hip where her sword was holstered.
" Who are you! What do you want?" Cullen yells at the woman.
"You really have no idea who I am, do you? My name is Andruil, Goddess of the Hunt and it was my instruction to find both the King and the Lion of Fereldan.” She said with an evil hiss to her voice.
" There is no way you are Andruil, all the Elven Gods were locked away in the vail that separates us and the Fade." Said Evleyn as she cradled her daughter.
" Yes that was true, but Fen'Harel has freed some of us. We are here to make sure that there will be no resistance in tearing down the veil and here we will find the key to release my family."
Just as she had finished her sentence a wave of shadows that looked like people made their way through the crowd killing many of the nobles. Screams filled the throne room as the soldiers charged on Andruil and the slaughter began. Alistair yelled for the Queen and Duncan to run away as him and Cullen engaged the shadow warriors. They managed to escape off to the side as they were not the prime target of Andruil. Evelyn tried to run away as well but was stopped by the shadows.
Andruil made her way through the crowd of scared people trying to make their way out of the keep. She did not care for the young people she only cared for Cullen and Alistair as they were her biggest game she was commanded to kill. Cullen and Alirstair fought the shadow people to protect Evelyn and Alyndra as there was nowhere they could escape. Andruil dissipated into nothing and then appeared behind Evelyn.
Evelyn turned around and then instantly felt a sharp searing pain spread throughout her abdomen. She looked down only to see an elvish dagger buried deep into her flesh. Andruil smiled as she took a screaming and crying Alyndra from her arms. Upon hearing his daughter's screams Cullen turned around to see Evelyn fall to the ground, blood pooling around her body. Cullen tried to rush to his wife's side but was dragged out by the last of the guards knowing that their lady and her child were dead.
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