Cityelfweek - City Elf Appreciation Week

headcanoning war vet/night elf adaia with the line "[Adaia] wanted [Tabris] more than anything. It’s sad she never got to see you all grown up." and "Valendrian and [Duncan] have known each other for almost twenty years… since the time I tried to recruit your mother, in fact." [...] "I never made the offer. Valendrian convinced me that it was better for her to remain here with her family. As there was no Blight and thus no immediate need for recruits, I deferred to his wishes." really adds severe psychic damage of adaia simply wanting a peaceful life with her family after the war and im shattering like glass

Briala! Illustration I did for Ukrainian Dragon Age zine :)

more doodlez from my replay

City Elf Appreciation Week- Day 3- Community

Day 3 -  Community for @cityelfweek

- Close-knit family, or claustrophobic little box?

I had the idea of Merril being accepted by the alienage...or at least the kids... and this is what come out... lol

Merril’s strings hung about the Vhenadahl, the children of the alienage's new past time when she was lost. She smiled up at the tree, the knotted bits hopelessly tangled about it’s branched fingers.

‘Miss Merril! MISS MERRIL!” A cacophony of children's voices called out, each young ones hands full with wads of twine, different colors and weights. Adults going about their duties glance and shake their heads. Their kids' antics with the Wild One are none of their business if no harm comes their way.

‘Hullo, children! I seem to be lost! Could you all help me find my way back to my house?” She crouched to the level of the closet, a young freckled girl. She smiled warmly, accepting the twine she handed her.

“This way Miss Merril! This way! The young girl grabbed her hands and all the children began tugging her back through the alleys towards her home and hearth.

“Do you have any stories for us, Miss Merril?”

“Is Mr. Sparkles coming again?”

Giggling, Merril let them lead her, their questions and smiles warming her heart and making her think of the Clan she lost.

“Now, don’t go letting Fenris hear you call him that, Thomas, he might get extra sparkly.” She ruffled Thomas’ red curls.

“But he does sparkle! Specially when the shems get surly with yah, Miss Merril!”

“Everyone gets surly with her. Thom”

“That’s cuz she’s one of us now! Them shems just don’t get it!” Huffed one of the older kids, her name at the tip of MErril’s tongue.

A looming shadow caused the children to abruptly stop. “She’s one of you lots, now, ey?”

Merril tilted her head back and smiled. The children all quickly turning to stare up at the newcomer.

“Of course! Mr. Sparkles!”

Glare

“-er, Mr. Fenris, sir.” Thomas scuffed his toes in the dirt. “Here, you can help her find the rest of the way home.“ He tossed the string in his hands at the scary elf and ran, laughing as the other children did the same, the voices echoing down the alley.

Merril turned, covering her grin with a hand. Fenris stood there, face impassive, tangled in a rainbow of threads.

“Hullo, Mr. Sparkles, I think I can find my the rest of the way myself…” She tilted back on her heels, mirth in her eyes.

A helpful list of city elves :)

Happy Dragon Age Day

Who Will Your Lover Be?

Part of the Alienage Soundscapes series, created for @cityelfweek

“If I was strong, I would just hit them back!” “That's the point of this song, dummy. You can hit them back as much as you like, they'll always hit back harder, until you're dead.” “Oh… What's it the one who gets away does?” “Fly? I don't know. It's just an old song.”

—Conversation of three elven children playing, overheard by hahren Sarethia of the Highever alienage

(Lyrics and song without sound effects under the cut)

Who will your lover be? Marry me! Marry me! With whom will you bind the knot underneath the tree?

I am strong and not afraid! I am fast and slight! I am smart and know my trade! I am beautiful and great! I will teach you flight!

Who will your lover be? Marry me! Marry me! With whom will you bind the knot underneath the tree?

Strong gets cracked over the head, Strong is strong but strong is dead. Fast is caught and cannot bite, Fast is fast but cannot fight. Smart does not last very long, Smart is smart but smart is wrong. Beautiful will draw a look, they won’t let them off their hook. Only Flight can get away, get away but cannot stay.

Who will your lover be? Marry me! Marry me! With whom will you bind the knot underneath the tree?

Leliana found her.

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