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[Rabbitonfire]

I must be blind because I don't see freckles?

eh. Some people like the freckles. I don't. I had to remove it. :\

 

edit: here's my .dds if anyone feel the same.

[k_drake]

Or Australia, dem eggs.. Someone, should tweet that too weekes


Okay, I have to admit something to you fellow Solas fans. I'm a crap roleplayer, so I have been reading peoples headcannons here to substitue the lack of character in the inquisitor. Don't worry I'm not stealing or claiming your inquisitors as my own. I guess the best way to put it, is your headcannons fill the blank pages that the game didin't give me. So i'm living precariously through your headcannons.

So thank you for sharing.

That's okay.  IT MAKES IT MORE REAL. 

[electricfish]

But are there better compassion spirits? Can spirits really be all that unique or is just the circumstances that change them? Could any justice spirit have become Justice or any compassion spirit become Cole?
Humans are naturally unique and individual because of our genetic make up and then our lives and experiences shape us. Spirits don't really have that. They're simplistic and don't seem to hold on to things. (Cole does, but only because of his contact with humanity)

 

I'm going to go with "yes" to that question. There is a codex entry or two that talks about the differences in spirits that feed on terror. Some only take the basic shapes of things that scare the person they are focusing on. Some take a more complex method to feeding on terror, like the one we encounter in the game. There are "lesser" and "greater" versions of whatever emotion the spirit holds onto.

 

Spirits themselves have a bit of personality variety as well, if only because the trigger for "deciding" their bit of the psyche they emulate would be different for all spirits. I imagine that they are sentient and can adapt, but are...more like real world autistic children. They have lots of trouble coping with too many, or too much experience at once. They tend to focus on a few specific things that make them comfortable, but with patience they can adapt. Autism itself has a wide range of how it affects people, so there's that too.

[NeverlandHunter]

I'm out of likes, but... yeah.
 

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He'd also rather watch his clan die than be denied his revenge- he's definitely NOT my type.

Yeah, you know older bald elves have some serious emotional issues. They don't know when to let it go, let the past stay behind them and look to the future!

[nightwolf667]

Team Optimism, give me happy Solas theories and things. I'm feeling down tonight. 

 

 

Lingering in the Sun - My fluffy post-game reunion piece.

 

And for you, more fluffy reunion, hidden beneath the spoiler tags.

 

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Solas returned to Skyhold every year and knelt before the grave. It had once been a great monument, built tall in the center square. A brave warrior with flaming sword held high in memory of the day when the Herald had once stood on those same steps and lifted a similar blade above a cheering crowd. On the day the Herald of Andraste became Thedas' beloved Inquisitor. It was a small, forgotten piece now, diminished by the ages past. In time, all statues crumbled and all memories faded.

In the beginning, when he had first heard of her passing, he'd found a hundred thousand mourners blocked his path. Then, he waited a month and a day among the masses, invisible and forgotten to lay his prayers at her grave. Walked among lines that stretched down the trail into Frostbacks, mirroring the path she had once walked when she escaped Corypheus at Haven. A thousand years later, mourners still made their pilgrimage to Tarasyl'an Te'las, the place where the sky was held back. It's gardens still kept and tended, soldiers still practiced in the courtyard, devotees carrying on the legacy. Now, the walls still stood but the interiors had collapsed. His stronghold once again diminished as it had been when he first guided her to it all those many years ago.

 

Slowly, he approached the broken monument and knelt. Wet droplets spilling down his cheeks as he lay her favorite flowers, Andraste's Grace, at the feet of the fallen monument. They were withered, dried as they bloomed in spring and summer. They did not last in winter's depths. Has it truly been so long, vhenan? Has a hundred thousand years stretched past? Each long sleep carried her further from him. The world changed. Yet, he remained. Perhaps, this was as it was meant to be. She a bright spark and he the long flame. Too bright to stay in the world for any length of time. If I dream here tonight will I find you?

 

"Ar lath ma, vhenan," Solas whispered. "Rest well."

 

"You know," a familiar voice said, "this is all very sweet, but it's entirely unnecessary."

 

Solas jumped and spun.

 

There Lavellan was, sitting high above his head, legs crossed as she camped on the remnants of one of Skyhold's fallen walls. She leaned forward, right arm propped up on her knee, chin resting in her palm. Lips yanked to one side in a smug, lopsided smile. "Did you miss me, vhenan?"

 

"Inquisitor!" he exclaimed.

 

Standing, she brushed off her pants and stepped forward. A single step dropped her off the boulder and then, she was walking toward him. "In the flesh," Lavellan said.  Grabbing him by his lapels, she dragged him down. Lips pressing to his in a swift, hard kiss. "How could I go," she whispered against his mouth, "when you're still here?"

 

His arms closed around her. Hard, warm, her small body tucking in tight as he remembered. "You are..." he murmured. This was not the Fade, this was not a dream. "How?"

 

"Does it matter?" She kissed him again. Warm breath fogging his cheeks. "I'm here."

 

It should have mattered. It has not been so long, he thought. "I have not forgotten," he said. Perhaps, perhaps... "I've been looking for you."

 

"Me too." Her cold fingers traced his chin, one arm wrapping around his neck. "You're a difficult man to find."

 

He laughed. "That is a fine statement," he said. "Coming from you." He clutched her to him, burying his nose in her hair. Tears leaked from his eyes, arm holding her tight against his body. She was warm, warm and soft, and real. They could stay like this forever, forever and he would be content. "Where have you been?"

 

"Everywhere." She clutched him, mouth pressing to his ear. "Everywhere. Yet everywhere I've been, there's one place I never left." Her hand flattened over his heart. "Here." Her head pulled back and she lifted his face, a warm smile brushing across her mouth. "I'm always with you, Solas," she said. The crackle of magic pressed against his chest and he felt it fill him as it filled her. "You've never been alone. You never will be again. Not ever."

 

"Truly?"

 

"Sorry," Lavellan said. Her impish smile tucking into the corners of her mouth. "You're stuck with me."

 

"I believe," Solas said. "That is a state I can be content with."

 

Her eyebrow rose. "Can you?"

 

"Yes," he replied and kissed her.

 

Anyway, that's all the happy I've got in me.

[Eivuwan]

But are there better compassion spirits? Can spirits really be all that unique or is just the circumstances that change them? Could any justice spirit have become Justice or any compassion spirit become Cole?
Humans are naturally unique and individual because of our genetic make up and then our lives and experiences shape us. Spirits don't really have that. They're simplistic and don't seem to hold on to things. (Cole does, but only because of his contact with humanity)

 

Who really knows. Being unique + complex doesn't automatically mean it's better. We just value that cuz we're humans/individualists. People from collectivist countries might not see what's so great about being unique. Spirits have their own strengths and good qualities which is why Solas puts them on a pedestal.

[vierrae]

Guys, what do you think? Still sketchy as hell, but I would really appreciate some criticism

[Eivuwan]

As much as I love Solas, there are still times when I see his face and want to say F*** Y**! *10,000 punches*

[k_drake]

As much as I love Solas, there are still times when I see his face and want to say F*** Y**! *10,000 punches*

RIGHT?  I've said it before and I'll say it again: this experience was way too much like an /actual/ break-up.

[Birdy]

As much as I love Solas, there are still times when I see his face and want to say F*** Y**! *10,000 punches*

How could you?!?!

[Sashimi_taco]

I must be blind because I don't see freckles?

 

They are really subtle and you can only see them in certain lighting. Which makes them even cuter!

[vierrae]

Fluff do?

"Scout Harding!” 

Harding very, very subtly froze. Cassandra narrowed her eyes. Everyone was trying to slink away from her this morning. More than usual.
“Yes, serah?” Harding asked. Perfectly respectful, yet.
“Is there a reason you are attempting to avoid me?” Cassandra decided to try the direct approach. It worked for the Inquisitor. Why not try it? 
“Er.” Harding let a noise escape before catching herself. “You, ah. When you return to Skyhold after a long mission with Her Worship, you can be. Ah.”
“Cranky and unforgiving?” Leliana finished. 
Cassandra wrinkled her nose at her. She was starting to agree with Cullen: Leliana needed a bell. 
“Her silence is her form of agreement,” Leliana added serenely. “Have you seen the Inquisitor?” 
Harding hesitated before answering. “Her Worshipfulness was in the garden with her gentlemen, last I saw her.” And made a quick retreat into the armory before she could be interrogated further. 
Cassandra huffed as the pair meandered toward the lower garden in the side courtyard. “I am neither cranky nor unforgiving.”
“Much,” Leliana corrected her. “You rode into the castle at almost dawn after a week of hard fighting along the Storm Coast. You are allowed to be cranky and unforgiving, Cassandra.”

They found Solas reading under one of the more lush trees. At first, Cassandra thought him alone, and she started turn sharply about to chase after Harding. Leliana placed a hand on her elbow. 
The Inquisitor was fast asleep on Solas’ thigh, her face hidden behind her fist, and her body tucked tight against his side. Solas had one hand resting lightly in her hair, absently stroking along her ear as he read a book propped on his other raised knee. 
“The Inquisitor declared that my lap was a siren, calling to her from across the castle,” Solas offered without looking up from his book nor releasing his hold on the elf in his lap. “That was several hours ago.”
Cassandra’s ears went pink. Both Solas and Lavellan were rather private individuals. “We beg your pardon--”
“Oh your gracious ladybits!” Sera sing songed. She and Dorian were traipsing down the courtyard stairs. “Time for dodge the arrows and fireballs thrown by friends not evil god shats time!”
“Inquisitor!” Cullen shouted from the upper courtyard. He and Josephine were leaning over the battlements above. “We must meet in the War Room--”
“--Dragon!” Lavellan sat up with a start. Her hair was sticking straight up on one side, and there was an impression of Solas’ belt on her cheek. “Bad dragon! Bad! No dragon biscuit! Stabby stab!” 
Everyone paused. Sera cackled into her fist. 
Solas leaned forward. He soothed down some of Lavellan’s wayward hair. “No dragon, emm’asha.”
“No dragon?” She parroted back. Then looked down. “Why do you have pants?” she asked in the sadest tone imaginable.
Even Cassandra cracked at that. Sera doubled over, and Dorian smacked his face with his palm. Josephine lead Cullen and the crowd above away before they could intrude further. Out of the corner of her eye, Cassandra could see Leliania try to cover her own smile with her fingers.
“I believe the Inquisitor is not yet prepared for daily meetings. Let us try again on the morrow.” Leliania herded Sera and Dorian back up the stairs. 
Cassandra followed but glanced over her shoulder. Solas’ ears were bright pink, the only thing visible behind his book, and Lavellan happily snuggled back down against his shoulder.
 

 

http://dragonage-kin...85803#t45885803
 

That was hilarious, you've made my day. Or night

[electricfish]

RIGHT?  I've said it before and I'll say it again: this experience was way too much like an /actual/ break-up.

 

Awesome writing on Bioware's part. They managed to make it realistic, rather than sappy or awkward (as in teenage drama, not adult drama). Still hate it. My face mirrored Lavellan's, but it could have ended up so much worse if the script was written a little differently.

[NeverlandHunter]

Who really knows. Being unique + complex doesn't automatically mean it's better. We just value that cuz we're humans/individualists. People from collectivist countries might not see what's so great about being unique. Spirits have their own strengths and good qualities which is why Solas puts them on a pedestal.

Yeah, well the Qunari don't value individuality either and I really disagree with their way of thinking.
My Lavellan is always soaking up Solas approval, the first thing they ever disagree on is spirits and how they should be viewed. In retrospect, Solas obviously knows more about them then Lavellan ever could but I still have a hard time giving their lives the same value as people. You say they have their good and bad qualities, but all they have is their good or bad quality. They're either this or that...it's so very alien from how humans think and live.

[NeverlandHunter]

Guys, what do you think? Still sketchy as hell, but I would really appreciate some criticism

Oooh! I like it! I notice a lot of fan artists don't capture his face...like you know it's Solas, but it's not "Solas". This is definitely Solas!

[NeverlandHunter]

How could you?!?!

*snorts* what is this gif from and what is she wearing?
And I agree. Solas doesn't deserve punches... He deserves a fireball to the face!

Edit: Just noticed I'm the last three posts. Probably should of combined them....oops.

Modifié par NeverlandHunter, 31 décembre 2014 - 05:55 .

[vierrae]

Oooh! I like it! I notice a lot of fan artists don't capture his face...like you know it's Solas, but it's not "Solas". This is definitely Solas!

 

Thank you! I did make heavy reference though  I also noticed that ingame animation of eyes is weird, eyeballs are too sunk in the face or something like that. Ugh.

[Birdy]

*snorts* what is this gif from and what is she wearing?
And I agree. Solas doesn't deserve punches... He deserves a fireball to the face!

Edit: Just noticed I'm the last three posts. Probably should of combined them....oops.

Googlefu.  

 

The secret art of google and fu.

[Willow_Elessidil]

Guys, what do you think? Still sketchy as hell, but I would really appreciate some criticism

 

I love all the colors and the texture of the painting, and your shading.  What program are you using?  I have been working on one of my own but don't have the nerve to post what I have so far. xD

[vierrae]

I love all the colors and the texture of the painting, and your shading.  What program are you using?  I have been working on one of my own but don't have the nerve to post what I have so far. xD

You have no idea, how I am flattered, because I'm self-taught. Kudos! Now I'm trying to decide how to paint it further, my previous idea escaped me.

I'm using PS+Wacom Bamboo.

Oh, and do share, it's always interesting to see other works!

[Rabbitonfire]

Guys, what do you think? Still sketchy as hell, but I would really appreciate some criticism

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this is just personal preference but possibly use a dry brush to spice up the skin texture?

 

edit: to go in further: it's to simulate pores. 

[Dr. Doctor]

Lol. Solas Recovery Wing will help with that. . . Help to bury it and never let it see daylight.  >.> It's recovery, right?! We're not enablers. . .

Well...you might end up with an Inquisitor with the personality of Princess Unikitty:

[Zaori]

Found some more fan art. Would be awesome if he made Lavellan his lady again if his plan goes well :3 I mean, he didn't leave her forever, right? "In another world..."

I mean, at least give us the option damn it >_< 

What kind of blood sacrifices must be performed to have this in the next DLC/Expansion?

[dragondreamer]

Regarding show off mages:
Hrm maybe its similar to the mnemonic memory that links certain movement to certain biotic technics? Or was that made up by Me Fandom?

But it would be logic? Movment one makes fireball. Movment 2 makes barrier and so on?

Or does magic in da require certain movement? I assumed it came from focus and a strong mind and visualization.

 

It's been mentioned that mages need their hands free to cast.  This probably isn't completely true, but I suspect it's true if they want to cast something specific without it misfiring into a magic mess.  There's some implication there that the hand movements and arm waving done during some casting isn't just for show.  The idea that it's a sort of ritualistic focus technique seems likely.  Maybe particular hand movements correspond to a particular spell, and others might be for more generalized effects.  It probably takes a very advanced mage to safely cast certain spells with little to no focus tools or techniques.  Visualization seems to be the core of how to mage, but I imagine controlling intent is also important.

 

So I'm at the Urn quest in Origins, talking to the guardian of the urn. I'd completely forgotten about him, but he seems to be the human version of Abelas: the guardian of a sacred relic bound to live until such a time as his service is no longer required. So apparently immortality is not necessarily something that only elves can achieve. He says his life is tied to the ashes because of a vow, and that he remains until the ashes are gone. It's also pretty interesting to me that he can tell you about your history down to naming the people that were involved, so clearly he has some connection to something.

 

Anyway, just thought it was interesting. It is probably a completely different type of magic from what I think made elves immortal, but still cool.

 

That guy was a spirit; Morrigan calls him out on it if you have her in the party.

 

He has a hunchback. And Shartan has had a hunchback in every one of those mosaics I've seen.

 

Where are they coming from, btw?

 

Those pictures are in World of Thedas Vol 1.  Pretty sure the hunchback guy is Maferath, and the guy holding the urn is Havard.

[Dr. Doctor]

Bioware Merchandizing People: Solas' Orb of Destruction Lamp. Just a thought.