Nolanel Corbeaux | Basics |
Hello! Thank you to everyone for tagging me in this! It has been surprisingly difficult to finish, but I feel I know him even more myself. For one, I actually have the names of his parents written down now (they are not relevant to his story, at least not yet).
Anyways, yeah! I hope you enjoy my dear boy :)
B A S I C S
Name: Nolanel Corbeaux
Nicknames: Nol, hired help
Age: 36
Nameday: 1st Sun of the Sixth Astral Moon
Race: Duskwight Elezen
Gender: CIS Male (he/him)
Orientation: Pansexual
Profession: Sharlayan Researcher, Archon, budding Paladin
P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S
Hair: A deep black with grey-white highlights
Eyes: Seafoam Green
Skin: Gray-blue with a slight reddish hue
Tattoos/scars: Archon tattoo on his right cheek, small scar on his left.
F A M I L Y
Parents: Vaullinne Corbeaux (mother), Glenont Corbeaux (father)
Siblings: None
Grandparents: Unknown
In-laws and Other: His wonderful partners Yein Que-Sae and Derrinall Evramont, along with their adoptive fae daughter Dinky Dinky.
Pets: An adoptive skink by the name of Bookmark and a new crow familiar given to him by Yein's hag brother Sacheo that he gave the name of Inkwell.
S K I L L S
Abilities: Proficient in the growing academic field of Dynamis, fledgling Paladin abilities, slight sensitivity to emotions, research and note-taking.
Hobbies: Reading, writing, cooking, dancing, petting skink, book collecting.
T R A I T S
Most Positive Trait: He embraces those around them and shares their burdens, wanting to be a positive light in those he cares for.
Most Negative Trait: Being a researcher from Sharlayan, and an Archon to boot, can have the downside of being slightly insufferable once he starts jabbering on a topic he is quite familiar with. I like to think he's getting better these days!
L I K E S
Colors: Blues and greens
Smells: Pages of a book, warm summers night, floral scents
Textures: Soft hands being worn from recent labor, smile lines that enhance his mouth, and new muscle gained recently.
Drinks: He loves his cool juice and hot teas, but also enjoys a nice whisky (not spicy please).
O T H E R D E T A I L S
Smokes: Nope!
Drinks: Yes, to enjoy with fine company.
Drugs: He would start to say no, but then remember he enjoyed this funky mushroom once.
Mount Issuance: He has never ridden a mount by himself! He would probably fall of the poor creature anytime he tried.
Been Arrested: No, but he has been given a stern talking to by professors in Sharlayan before. Does that count?
Thank you for reading! Now to tag some friends to try this out themselves...
I tag YOU! I want to learn all of this about all of your characters!
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happy to announce i’ve finally lost it and spent a considerable amount of time making a dragon age inquisition mod that lets your inquisitor use they/them pronouns. if there’s anyone out there besides me who wants to use it, here it is on nexus.
detailed description and personal commentary under the cut
update: as of 3.05 (may 3rd), the mod has been uploaded to nexus. see download link above for any future updates.
this is a mod for frosty mod manager 1.0.6.1. you MUST install the bioware localization plugin for it to work, otherwise the game won’t start. on fmm 1.0.6.2, the plugin is already built in, so you don’t need to worry;
this mod is a simple overhaul of the game’s base text; no changes were made to the actual voice lines. this mod also does not affect default romance flags (just like in vanilla game, you can only romance sera with a "female" inquisitor (or dorian with "male"), but the mod should, hypothetically, be compatible with other mods that edit romance flags);
you can install it at any point of the game. starting a new playthrough is not necessary;
works for all races and with all available dlcs;
along with the pronouns change, this mod changes all gendered words used to refer to the inquisitor to be gender neutral, i.e man / woman have been replaced with person or contextual variants. my lord / my lady and other similar titles have been replaced with messere (on the basis of this reddit thread);
some of the dialogue could've been mistakenly changed, since context was not always easy to parse. if you try this mod out, i’d greatly appreciate any help with pointing out my mistakes (blackwall’s romance in particular has given me the most trouble); additionally, i might have missed some lines in the codexes, since i skimmed through them very briefly.
i’ve no previous modding experience, so i went with the easiest option and, like i mentioned above, brute forced it and made a complete overhaul of the base game text as opposed to a pickable option i’d like it to be. ideally i’d love for this mod to be bundled together with this other one that switches pc pronouns (which was a partial inspiration for this mod). if anyone here has any knowledge on whether this is something that could be done, please hmu.
also, since in order to make this mod i had to read through the entire game text (it was torturous. not gonna lie) i collected some of my personal favorite bits and pieces along the way. if anyone’s curious, you can look at them here. there’s surprisingly many developers’ notes in there.
ps: this mod is free to use for all so this is not at all necessary, but if anyone is feeling generous, i have a tip jar.
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Imagine Leon showing you how to use a crossbow.
“My god, this is impossible!”
You hear Leon behind you chuckling and glance back at him with deadpan eyes, unamused that he found your struggle funny. The blond maintains a slight grin, unflinching under your glare.
He comments aloud, “It’ll take some getting used to. Imagine using this on moving targets with the wind against your favor.”
You half-heartedly groan at the mere thought, tempted to abandon using the primitive weapon entirely. However, ammo was scarce and crossbow bolts can be reused. Now if only you were proficient in using said crossbow. Sensing your frustration, Leon unfolds his arms and approaches you.
“You’re thinking too hard about it and it shows in your form.” His hands hover around your sides, one by your hands where you held the crossbow and the other at your back. Close, but not touching. Your eyes catch his, an expectant gaze in the pools of icy blue silently asking for permission. You granted it with a nod and immediately you feel the heat of his touch.
“Straighten up,” he instructs, his gloved hand firm against the middle of your back. With purpose, he runs it down your form, applying pressure to encourage you to follow his words. And follow you did, trying your best to hide the shivers that tingled down your spine as you squared your shoulders and puffed your chest. You hoped that he was not looking at your face, surely your cheeks must be burning.
His other hand clasps around yours holding the body of the crossbow steady and lifting, pointing the weapon towards the range. In the corner of your vision, the veiny cords of the powerful muscles in his arm tense and relax at the motion.
What would it be like if Leon held you? You can’t imagine Leon as much of a hugger, but the thought of him embracing you alights within you a new kind of warmth different from your shared body heat.
As you’re forcing your thoughts and eyes to cease their shameless wandering, hot breath tickles against the shell of your ear.
“Remember, you’re not shooting lead. Want to aim a little higher and let gravity do its thing.” Leon’s voice was clear, his explanation straightforward, but the smooth delivery and the reverb of every husky word was like velvet to your senses. You felt yourself slowly leaning closer into him, tempted to be wrapped in his entire being.
Thankfully, you caught yourself, stomping your heel flat on the floor before your back pressed completely against his muscular front. In doing so, your fingers accidentally squeeze the trigger out of panicked reflex. To your dismay, the bolt shoots out of the weapon, flying high across the range. You anticipated failure and prepared yourself to be overwhelmed with embarrassment- but to your genuine surprise, a metallic ping rings in the air. Not only did you hit the target, but your shot struck the medallion that was attached to it right at its center.
“You’re an artist, mate!”
You won’t lie, you actually forgot that the Merchant was watching the entire time, remembering his ever observant presence only when his voice blasts through the speakers in that uniquely rambunctious tone of his.
“Nice shot!” Leon pats your back in praise, bringing your attention back to him.
Your lips curve slightly followed by a casual shrug, “Honestly, it was just dumb luck.”
The man beside you shakes his head, dismissing your sheepish downplaying. “Against what we’re facing, sometimes that’s all you need.” He casts a glance at the felled target before looking back at you. The ends of his lips tug upward, transforming his usual hardened expression into something much softer and distinctly disarming. “A hit like that, though. That’s more than luck.”
Elation fills you, not just from your success, but from the sight of the man’s rare smile. It wasn’t a grin, it wasn’t a smirk, it wasn’t a reaction produced by fleeting amusement. It was a pure, genuine smile full of endearment.
Leon Kennedy, a picture of stoicism, smiling because of you.
You didn’t dare admit to him that you were distracted the entire time, that your shot truly did have nothing to do with skill and your concentration was broken entirely by thoughts revolving around him and his body. It was then did you notice that he still had his hand on your lower back. He must have kept you steady this whole time.
Not wanting to be separated from his warmth in case he realizes your lingering closeness and creates distance out of courtesy, you spoke up. “If I keep getting lucky, I’ll be a better shot than you in no time.”
The blond quirks his brow. “Think you can go toe-to-toe with me now?”
Got him. You smirk playfully, “Winner gets all the tokens!”
“Take them,” Leon scoffs with an exaggerated frown, “can’t get a gold prize for shit.”
You couldn’t hold back your own laughter then, missing how his blue eyes softened in adoration. His downturned lips ease into another gentle smile as he took in how your whole being seems to glow with infectiously positive energy. It is a sight he engraves in his memory before tapping your hands, silently instructing you to raise the crossbow once more. You take the hint, readying to the same position as he showed you before. Without your notice, Leon’s gaze falls onto the back of your head again.
“We’ll think of something else for you, then.” you say as you take aim, breaking the silence. “If you win.”
Intrigued by your playfulness, the handsome blond grins at your challenge with an idea already in mind. “Finish this round and I’ll take you on.”
With that you continued practicing. Leon kept spectating and offering sound advice, not once withdrawing his hand from you. You dragged on this rare opportunity to stay close to him for as long as you could.
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