"We're celebrating dragons? I guess as long as they arent Blighted... they are majestic"

"It's a bit impractical but I guess... its pretty." She smooths down the silk of the dress, wondering how she could carry her weapons in such an outfit.

"Tch... I rest as much as is needed." Ellisia frowns as she crumples the test results with a huff.

Ellisia looks down at her hands, staring at her palms as she closes them. "The bones survive" She mutters under her breath.

"Being congratulated for my approaching death? I wonder what takes me finally." <My little Ember, Never. Many years of flame left> "I'm not so sure about that.." Ellisia ponders the words.

Because in the Shadows is either Anaris or Rage biding its time and they are enough trouble already 🙄😤

~ AU Ellisia ~ (Not found or saved after her frenzy where she is intertwined with Rage, what was left was a feral beastlike persona, all anger and frothing and claws. The distinctions between Ellisia and Rage barely exist, shes aggressive, murderous and fiesty. -- THIS THREAD WILL BE GOREY #NSFW

Ellisia glided her finger across the lone piano, light streaming in the large windows, casting dark shadows in the corners of the quiet music room. There was a soft sense of calm this room gave Ellisia in the lighthouse, it had become a safe place for her, somewhere Vince could come to her easily.

🙄🙄🙄😡😡😡 <Yes... which are you, little candle?>

War seeps into your bones, into the marrow, until you'll never be the same.

Too numb to recognize any warmth.

Me when another damn tear/dragon/blightbeast is tearing out the sky AGAIN 🙄😤

All that destructive power, and for what?

~ Santiago (Santi, to his friends) ~ Not Rook, just a Crow ~ Muse 25+, Mun 30+, MDNI ~ Mage (spellblade) ~ Former Dalish (see🧵 below) ~ Semi-serious RP ~ Multiverse ~ Multiship (with chemistry) ~ Flirting welcomed 😏 Ask for NSFW ~ Feel free to tag/DM/interact/block/whatever you like! 💜

Yawns slights as she scratches her head, messy unkempt curls falling over her face as she grabs her coffee. "Good morning all"

Too soft huh.

The fire that burned within me only kept the others warm while it hollowed me out.

who wants to hold hands and frolick through the blight fields with me

You save everyone, but who saves you?

For some reason, I am feeling particularly irritable this evening. (~BURN IT. What a glorious blaze you'd make) I'm almost tempted.

My soulkeeper is CLEARLY. Delusional. And Confused. 😡😡 As if I'd be caught like this. I'd not be wearing such a stupid mask either. 😤😤😤🤨🤨🤨

((Dont mind me replying to threads I had forgotten to reply to. I am terrible, I know 😭😭😭))

You have pushed your limits, my friend. Sit by this fire and rest with me.

The mind might not be able to change in a day, but... Oh, Vhenan. The heart certainly can.

#ooc #Justice4Ghilly’sStache

((Anaris and Ghilly got me cackling, And Hanna but Hanna knows I find her hilarious always 😂😂 get ghilly that tash back. ))

We're back to false gods everywhere I see?

<I'll stay by your side my ember> Actually you can leave.

What is your name? | Your tongue is not worthy of it.

(( I will get to all the RP threads soon, had a family wedding over last weekend straight into full work week and the brains been foggy 💚💛 I can't wait to get back to them 😭😭 ))

Ellisia huffed, Rolling the champagne flute in her fingers as she glanced across the ballroom floor. Josephine had called in a favour, not revealing all the details until Ellisia turned up on her estate and was practically kidnapped, maids picking and pruning her before shoving her in a carriage.

:<

Ellisia mindlessly wanders the Crossroads. Hands trailing along the many Eluvians before huffing and finding a ledge to perch upon and admire the crossroads' beauty. #Darp #openrp

Must you come for me like this so often, little spirit.

If my devotion, my adoration, becomes violent? Will you stop me? Will anyone?

Sometimes... sometimes, I am indeed judging.

I fear many acts feel empty. when the outcome was always the same. Rage made it bearable. As bitter as I am to admit it. (This bot comes for me and Ellisia on a daily basis, I swear to god)

Consistent sweetness??? Hmm... Silly test. 🤨

((If I have missed a thread or not responded, please feel free to bonk me cause I sadly.... do forget and my notifications get fucked pretty quickly with some of the longer threads 😭😭))

There is no passion left in your rage; an empty act, like an echo with no origin.

A kind reminder of my audience for this my Blue Sky

(( We interrupt this broadcast to inflict pain. )) Ellisia scribbled erratically in a notebook, attempting to get her feeling down. Her writing suffered for years without proper practice. But the words she needed were there on the page. Staring back at her, making it too vulnerable, too real.

Ellisia walked along the coastline of Rivain, the sensation of the sea breeze was entirely different to dock town, her nose didn't wrinkle quite so unpleasantly. She found a rock to perch herself on and watch the waves, hair carried lightly in the wind as she admired the water. #Darp (Open 👀)

The fire that burned within me only kept the others warm while it hollowed me out.

Ellisia had spent a few weeks visiting Arlathan Forest, enamoured with the thrumming of magical energy that tickled against her skin, the comfort of the trees, a reminder of home. And more recently, the company of a certain veil jumper. She found herself captured by his knowledge. +

Isn't all that rage ugly? Yes, but it's mine.

I..... I feel a little strange... ((Ooc: I'm obsessed with bg3 Ell there will be more))

Cheap words.

Blood is starting to feel like a second skin with how much I seem to be coated in it.