warxborn:

【 || WICKED GRACE. || 】

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  Ow Fuck that hurt! 

Fingertips will clamber  to the risen welt, a flush of red against 
otherwise pale skin.This was a very  RARE  occasion. One that did not 
occur  so  very  often. He hadn’t been  intentionally  bothering  anyone.
Quite 
the feat  for a Ferelden in Tevinter. And yet here they were. 

❛ 
MAKERS SAKE! Who 
died. & made YOU divine.

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                                     ❛ My father. My mother. Twelve siblings.

  There is a wry smile ‘pon those twisting lips.
  a smile that feigns at fond nostalgia of such beings,
  yet veils a sinister truth. a truth fond of their deaths,
  fond of their demise. not their lives.


                                    ❛ Truly now. We must teach you some viable manners
                                                if you are to be lodging here. The … curse you just spat
                                                is dreadfully rude and not to be used in my presence.