My female Dwarf Commoner, Orsecka Brosca, during the events of the Dwarf Commoner origin. Series of chapters exploring the brutality of the Carta and living as a casteless in Orzammar's society as Orsecka tries to remain true to herself whilst working for the most dangerous dwarven crime syndicate. Might turn into a story if the inspiration continues.

Every lesson she took as a child in Highever, every dinner with her father and mother, every trip to the royal palace in Denerim in her youth had been preparation. Lucilla was groomed to rule Ferelden. And now, she did.

The Rutherford clan is back in their family home in Honnleath at last, and it wouldn't be a reunion without their far flung brother, Cullen. After several letters Mia has managed to convince Cullen to come home for a visit, and to bring his unusual lover, Astlyr Adaar. This story takes place within the "New Ways of Old Gods" universe. While you do not need to have read 'Old Gods'

"Varric, what is Andraste's Day?" Cole delves into his first holiday as a human. A short piece related to my "Runs in the Family" series. [Slightly AU-ish] [Rated M due to Sera's language]

From a prompt on the kink meme. Fenris and Anders are a couple, but no one believes it

The written version of my travels through the world of Dragon Age, starting from Origins and going to Inquisition- and perhaps beyond. Starring a jaded City Elf Warrior, a sarcastic and sassy Rogue Hawke, and a well-meaning Inquisitor. Join me as I take on Demons, Dragons, Darkspawn, and anything else Bioware can throw at me. Rated M for graphic descriptions involving violence.

Four words. That's all it took to make Maric turn the car around. He pulled an illegal U-turn and set the tires screeching in the act. He didn't care. He had somewhere to be.

The elf was... attractive. Loghain was past fifty and had just lost everything. He was a widower, a father, a pariah, a traitor. And he wanted to press his lips to that elf's smart mouth and forget all of that for a few brief moments. The elf seemed to want that too, for some reason.

He liked the way she said his name. It never failed to shake him out of his thoughts, no matter the subject. He often needed it.

I'm gonna rip your hearts out with this one. The power of loyalty will tear you apart. She is a kitten in a world of Dragons. A Da'len in a world of Giants. But, as is her namesake, she will bring the end, and she will learn the true meaning of tragedy. Never ignore the little ones, for they will be your downfall.

Rho Penhallow is a 19-year-old bard in a well esteemed mercenary guild. After assassinating a man thought to be caught up in a plot to kill the Inquisitor, Rho is contacted by The Nightingale, who enlists her to shadow the Inquisitor. Rho must find and kill the rats within the Inquisition without inflicting chaos, or letting the Inquisitor catch wind of this plot.

A continuation of my fanfic "Runs in the Family". Ser Alistair is alive? [Rated M for language and NSFW scenes] [Slightly AU]

The Judgment changed them both. Now Blackwall and the Inquisitor must work their way through shattered pedestals to find a foundation on which to build.

After Corypheus' death, Thedas is left in a precarious balance and it is up to the Inquisition to make sure it doesn't fall into chaos. Besides remaining rogue templars and uncompromising mages, the number of red lyrium addicts is skyrocketting misteriously and, as if this wasn't enough, a letter arrives at Skyhold with a long-forgotten contract binding the Inquisitor herself.

She would not be afraid to tell him the things he needed to hear or speak words he refused to accept and force him to accept them, if needed. She was strong, trustworthy and stubborn to a fault. If there was anyone in Skyhold who could objectively weigh his desires against his well-being and make an objective decision, it was she.

So what if Hawke flirts with Fenris? Sure, they're friends but it's not like she loves the elf. There's no way she could possibly fall in love again and it's not like he loves her. One night of drinking and a fluffy sentiment say otherwise.

"Do you really need a tiny umbrella for your drink?" "Would it really be tropical without it?" said Maric. "I plan to enjoy our honeymoon, thank you very much."

He will help her however he can, even if it's just his existence that holds her together. Cole and fem!Inquisitor one-shot. My first attempt at writing Cole. It's still rough, I would love advice if anyone will give it, I love his character so much and I want to do more with him. Please let me know what you think of this, I hope you like it.

Is faith enough to crush the darkness seeping inside the soul of Andraste's chosen, or will the world burn to ashes? [Cullen, F!Trevelyan]

Set after the story of Dragon age 2, Hawke let Anders live at the price of a deadly warning from the Vael prince that the death of the Grand Cleric would be paid by both of the mages. Laila Hawke is then captured by the royal's guardsmen when she is found alone without her group of companions that always accompanied her.

Everyone knows Lady Trevelyan, Herald of Andraste and all that. But less known is the tale of Klyde Trevelyan, her younger sister- a girl who falls for a Ben-Hassrath, starts a new order and schools for mages, and takes in all kinds of misfits for friends. While her sister is touched by Andraste, Klyde is swept away by destiny.

Revised edition of a story I abandoned a few years ago, following all seven of the Wardens Duncan recruited to bolster the numbers of the Ferelden Grey for the Fifth Blight. Please, enjoy, and hopefully my writing has gotten less cringe-worthy after all this time.

"How many times have I tried? The past cannot be undone. All that I fought for, all that I betrayed, and what have I wrought?" - A father who cannot let go. A story of the failures of Gereon Alexius.

/ They shall be named Maleficar, accursed ones. / She is helpless, unable to resist, as she is pulled down a path she had never wanted to follow. She is dead if she tries. The Commander is her lifeline, the last light in the dark, but even he is unable to look at what she has become.

Loghain Mac Tir had lived a long life. He'd experienced joy and sorrow, pain and triumph, victory and failure. He'd loved, he'd lost, he'd lived. And yet…he'd never felt anything quite like this.