Confession: I was under-prepared for the battle with the slavers, but on my FIFTEENTH try I actually came close to winning, when Zevran and a soldier killed each other AT THE EXACT SAME TIME. Right before he fell, Zevran said “Oh, you can’t be serious!” I was laughing so hard at that I had tears in my eyes.
- 3 months ago
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- 4 months ago
Confession: Every time Zevran says “I am yours” my heart melts and then breaks because I feel I will never hear those words spoken to me in real life.
Gosh. I wouldn’t ordinarily respond to something like this, but today I feel compelled. So sue me.
To the OP: I’m glad you enjoyed Zevran. Of the four romances in DAO, he’s the least popular— but I’ve always liked to believe that people who chose to scratch beneath the surface are rewarded. You can either judge him on a superficial basis, and Zevran himself would expect that from nearly everyone, or you can figure out why he is who he is and put him in a position where he’s forced to admit he has real feelings.
To the second sentiment, though… what can you say that doesn’t sound like “hang in there, champ?” Love’s a funny thing. Sometimes it will come along when you least expect it, even after you’ve given up all hope and even stopped looking. If anything, take it from Zevran himself: he not only thought himself undeserving of love, he thought himself incapable. His was a life resigned to shallow encounters and jobs to be completed, and true to form he made the best of the hand dealt to him… until the Warden comes along. Quite unexpectedly.
I’m sure not everyone needs to become a contract assassin to “put themselves out there”, so to speak, but perhaps the lesson is that it’s not necessarily too late for anyone.
…okay, yes. I’m a romantic dork at heart. I wouldn’t do what I do for a living if that weren’t true.
#yet I also love tears #the eternal conundrum
Happy tears are pretty good to get too, Ser. :)Source: dragonageconfessions
- 4 months ago
Zevran told Rosha about the corruption the next morning. A couple of weeks later, they went to the Deep Roads together.
Morning sunlight filtered through the window, giving the room a diffuse glow and a strange hush. That moment before the day becomes reality, suspended as if in amber.
Zevran would have languished in that moment. Reveled in it. He stirred only because he realized the bed beside him was empty. The panic that rushed through his heart made him sit up. He was suddenly certain, so certain…
But Rosha was there, looking out the window. The sunlit motes of dust surrounded him like a corona, bright enough that Zevran could ignore the spread of Blight on Rosha’s back. Even though he couldn’t ignore it. Trying not to look only made it stand out all the more, this sign that their time was done. The sands in the hourglass had finally dwindled to their last, inevitably.
Rosha looked back at him. The Warden’s expression was unreadable— calm, perhaps. Or sad. There was a knowing in Rosha’s expression which made Zevran’s heart slow to a crushing halt.
"You could have told me." Rosha’s reassuring smile did not touch his eyes.
Zevran attempted a grin. “And ruin a lovely evening? Perish the thought.”
There was nothing more to be said. A goodbye lingered between them, but refused to be spoken. This was something that Zevran and Rosha had discussed many years ago. They had talked and agreed, and it had all seemed very practical back then… but now it was upon them, wasn’t it? Speaking it aloud seemed unthinkable.
"Take me with you," Zevran said.
"Don’t be ridiculous. You have the rest of your life to lead."
"It is no life without you, amore.”
Rosha’s heart twisted. Zevran could see it in his eyes. The Warden looked away, back out into the morning. “We’ve been apart so many times through the years, Zevran. This is just… a longer journey.”
"Then let us take that journey together."
"We will see each other again…"
Silence hung between them then, and Zevran wished he could look into Rosha’s eyes even despite the pain he knew would be there. He rose from the bed and walked up to his lover, clasping his hands around Rosha to give him what strength he could. Rosha tensed, but did not pull away, and Zevran buried his face into the man’s shoulder. “You do not know that, amore,” he whispered. “None of us do.”
Rosha did not respond. He continued to look out the window, holding tightly to Zevran’s hands in front of him as the sun continued to rise. Zevran hated that sun, suddenly. He hated its inexorable passage, wished more than anything he could push it back below the horizon and reclaim all the nights they had lost. But another part told him there would be few bright days left for either of them, now. Perhaps the sun should be cherished instead.
They left for the Deep Roads two weeks later. Together.
- 4 months ago
Sten - Mass Age
Wanted his armor to be Krogan-esque without actually having him be one so maybe the hump could be some kind of power hub for the hammer.
"So is that, like, a giant arc wrench, or…?"
"It is a maul."
"Does it fire up? Maybe shoot lasers?"
"Right. Well… carry on, then."
- 4 months ago
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Confession: I really hope Inquisition borrows the interrupt system from Mass Effect 2 & 3. Obviously, there’s no Paragon or Renegade to link it to, but “throw Murder Knife” for rogues, “shield check” for warriors, or “fireball to the face” for mages should shut up any over-talkative baddie.
- 4 months ago
Confession: Mages aren’t enslaved. They’re forcefully imprisoned, oppressed, brutalized, yes, but they aren’t enslaved. Slavery is the buying and selling of people. The closest thing to slavery that happens to mages is getting reassigned to different circles, but since goods don’t change hands in exchange, it’s not slavery. Please stop throwing the word slavery around to try and make mages seem the most oppressed. It’s not a competition. Lots of people have it rough in Thedas without being slaves, it’s okay.
Uh, no, Confessor. I am A-number-one crusader girl when it comes to protesting the misuse of words like “slavery”, but I think you’re ignoring a few facts here in your zeal to
make it a competition, despite not wanting it to be a competition position people like Fenris as more oppressed than the Circle magesmake a point.
Slavery is the commodification of people. Commodification takes a lot of forms, but if those people aren’t compensated for their commodification, or if the commodity that they offer — labor, bodies, rights — is effectively stolen from them and if this theft is sanctioned by institutions or the state, that is slavery. In its starkest and perhaps most honest form, slavery certainly can take the form of buying and selling bodies for cash. But it can also take the form of buying and selling those bodies’ labor — or controlling access to their labor, or controlling their buying power/means of support, or controlling their movements (if those movements lead to labor/means of support). That’s why we (well, most of us) call it “wage slavery” or “debt slavery” when workers get paid in company scrip that they can only use at the company store. In theory those workers are free and paid and can leave anytime they want; in actuality they’re working for free because their pay is useless if they try to give it to anyone except the people they already work for. They can’t leave (control of movement) without risking everything from liens against any future property they might own (control of means) to imprisonment for debt (control of labor/movement/means/support). It’s also why most civilized societies object to sweatshops and serfdom — because these things are de facto slavery. That’s also why shit like chain gangs (which notoriously gave life sentences to black and poor white men arrested for vagrancy, etc.) and sharecropping (which is serfdom by any other name) and lynching (control of bodies, often state-sanctioned or at least state-ignored) popped up right after the legal end of slavery in the US. Just because something isn’t acknowledged as such (by the people who stand to gain the most by pretending it doesn’t exist) doesn’t mean it’s not slavery. It just means the state has an interest in pretending slavery doesn’t exist.
The Circles are a classic example of this. In the Circles, the Templars have even more power than the examples I cited above. They have complete autonomy over mages’ bodies and human rights — such as their right to bear and raise children, their right to control their bodies (rape, torture, imprisonment, outright murder). And of course, by controlling the Formari shops and mages’ right to come and go as they please, the Templars control the mages’ labor and means of support. Legally the Templars probably aren’t supposed to do this; we know there’s at least a rule against making mages Tranquil against their will. There might very well be other Chantry laws in place to prevent mage abuse. But if a law that’s meant to protect human rights isn’t enforced, and if violators of those laws aren’t punished, then that law might as well not exist.
The same applies to the elves of the Alienage; aside from having greater freedom of movement, they’re in the same boat as the mages. They can’t control their labor because they’re trapped in a ghetto and rarely permitted to work beyond it. If they try to live beyond it, they get lynched, etc. They can’t control their bodies because the laws that ostensibly protect them aren’t enforced, and because nobles are legally permitted to kill/rape/torture them, as we saw in Ferelden. The Arishok was fucking right to protect those elves who killed their sister’s rapist: if laws are unjust or unjustly enforced, then sometimes you have to take justice into your own hands.
So both mages and elves fit the definition of de facto slaves. The only reason neither group is labeled “slave” is that the state — the Chantry under the White Divine — has an interest in pretending that it doesn’t support slavery. It does this for political/propaganda reasons, as one more means of differentiating itself from the Black Divine’s Chantry, but this is little more than a cosmetic distinction. The only real difference between the lands of the White Divine and those of Tevinter is who profits from all this stolen labor and all these controlled bodies. In Tevinter it’s mages, and in Ferelden and Kirkwall it’s non-mage nobles and clergy.
To the people getting stepped on in both places, the bottom of the shoe probably looks pretty much the same.
- 4 months ago