"To understand the Inquisitor, you must understand her two most defining traits: her ability to obliterate anything in her way, and her inability to actually find her way. Maker's breath, I worry about that woman."

Wilda Cousland, the Jewel of Highever, comes of age into a world of intrigue, turmoil, and really awful parties. The one bright spot in her life is the oldest son of her father's dearest friend. But when war, duty, and betrayal rip her world apart, does she have the strength to hold on to their unlikely bond? Or will her heart and her drawing arm lead her to safer shores?

He had always known she was different from the others, long before she woke up. [Solavellan drabbles I just felt like writing; will they ever make sense? will they ever be connected? who knows. slight AU; rated T for mild violence; fluff and hurt/comfort]

It was a pathetic little attachment. A passing crush. How many girls had fallen prey to such stupid flights of fancy because the pretty Templar had smiled at them rather than scowling? But he wasn't like them. She'd learned that several times over already, and to pretend otherwise wouldn't be fair. That, however, made her feelings no less foolish. [Cullen/F!Trevelyan]

Cailan tiene un encuentro en la biblioteca que irá moldear su juventud.

A modern day woman dropped into the "ass end of Thedas" and forced to contend with demons, mages, and the occasional unwelcomed everything. With no idea how to use anything more sophisticated than a sledgehammer, Jaime makes her way through this chaotic mess and prays it's just some typical, cliché movie trope that she'll wake up in her world after a who-knows-how-long coma.

Born into wealth and privilege, second only to royalty, Octavia Cousland is the perfect picture of noble women. The betrayal of her family leaves her alone, grieving her lover's death, grieving her family's death, shallow and broken. Despite all she had lost and suffered, the emptiness and numbness she felt, she found herself forced to take up arms and defend Fereldan.

Go to the Chantry conclave they said, it will be fun they said. Oh, how wrong they were! Now, Evelyn Trevelyan finds herself in the thick of the Inquisition with a bizarre glowing mark upon her hand, and hailed as the Herald of Andraste. To top it off, she is dealing with conflicting emotions and awkward encounters with Cullen; for his first love, the mage, was Evelyn's sister.

Vous êtes vous déjà demandé comment vous réagiriez, si vous tombiez dans votre jeu vidéo préférer ? Ceci est l'histoire d'une bande d'amis qui l'ont vécu. L'univers ne m'appartient pas, il est la propriété de EA et Bioware. Cette fanfiction est totalement non sérieuse jusqu'au plus haut point.

The story of Amelia Treveylan: rogue, smart ass, with divine bad luck, and her journey to becoming the leader of the Inquisition, falling in love, and saving the world. Bull/Inquisitor/Dorian Treveylan/Krem Treveylan/Josephine

Since time out of mind Elvhenan had been divided. The time came, when the world of the Elves was on the edge of pivotal war. There will be the few mighty set to rise in the wake of it, and a slave whose rebellion would set him on a path of purpose.

La vie d'un roi n'est pas tout ce qu'il est censé être. Surtout pour Alistair quand il se rend compte qu'il ne peut plus sortir et s'entraîner comme avant. Et certainement pas assez pour suivre le rythme des repas et des boissons qu'il a fait ces derniers temps. À l'insu de sa femme, Elissa, il en est devenu très gêné.

De hemel was gebroken, hoop was verloren, maar moed was gevonden. Een jonge vrouw die niets anders weet dan haar naam. Een jonge krijger uit Anderfel. De Breach. Één verhaal.Wat als alles net wat anders verliep? * Sorry voor spelfouten, ik heb lichte dyslexie *

One shot, Riordan and Tabris F! Elf Rogue. Riordan meets his fellow... Sister and a interlude with her the eve of battle gives him…

Rana Cousland lost her family in one night, escaping with the help of a Grey Warden she is spirited to Ostagar to face….. F!Cousland/Cailan

Spanning from 9:30 Dragon until the End of Trespasser, this story follows the story of Jowan and his friend Kena Amell. What would have happened had Duncan not conscripted Amell? What happened to Lily when the Aeonar fell? Could Jowan ever make up for his mistakes? Every potential Warden could have been a hero, but could Amell have overcome without the Wardens?

A massive explosion kills the Conclave's attendants, creating an enormous tear in the Veil. Demons have poured through, invading Thedas unchecked. Elizabeth Trevelyan is the lone survivor of the explosion that has left its mark on her. With the assistance of the Inquisition the young mage woman must find a way to close the hole in the sky and restore order to a world gone mad.

Alistair and the Warden consummate their burgeoning relationship. Dragon Age: Origins. Alistair/Male Warden gay smut. Some grossness.

The rogue elf duo has saved the world! (Well, with help.) Now is the time for parades, speeches, rewards... a Grand World Tour. Will their relationship survive intact, now that things have settled down? Oh, and what about the Crows? Will Zevran ever be truly free of them?

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Bree thought her Uncle Jowan's strict rules and fantastical stories about a place called Fereldan were some coping mechanism. Or an undiagnosed mental disorder. Either way, she was almost an adult and would be able to strike out on her own, and if need be, get her uncle some help. Only that's not how things were playing out...

A fan of Dragon Age wakes up in Thedas, but not all is as it appears to be. Something is very different about the Dread Wolf and Anders didn't blow up the Chantry. Add in a mysterious Angel, the Fade reflecting a place called The Realm, and things go completely bonkers.

A series of (connected?) drabble things for Dorian and the Inquisitor.

Amaryllis is nine years old when she dies, or at least, she thinks she has. Until the next moment, when she opens her eyes and realizes she's lying on the forest floor, naked. Not knowing what to do or where she is, she walks, hoping to find someone who can help her, when she stumbles upon these people with big, strange colored eyes, and ears like she has never seen before.

A mute mage with a dark past and an even darker secret has no business managing an Inquisition, yet the people still chose her to lead them to victory. As if that weren't bad enough, she soon finds herself in a love triangle with two men who have troubles of their own.