Feyhel Lavellan. A young Dalish mage who was given the task of spying on the conclave for his keeper. No one was to know what would happen at the talks, but no one expected Feyhel to be the only survivor. Now with two marks on his hands, the whole of Thedas relied on the elf to save them. Even if he's battling with lost memories for a second time. Also posted here --> https://archiveofourown.org/works/14816439/chapters/34284990

[On Hold][Not completed] While in Skyhold, no one is more surprised than Fenris when he finds himself drawn to the mage from Tevinter. In their quest to find love and acceptance, Dorian and Fenris have each been betrayed and disappointed more times than they care to count. So when circumstances force them together, will they recognize what is standing before them or will they remain blinded by their past? Ranked #3 in Dorian Pavus Ranked #16 in Dragon Age Inquisition Ranked #71 in Grown-up reads Started: February 5, 2018 All rights reserved. Copyright 2018. Julianne Winters Cover design: Julianne Winters

Idhren was born a slave, and that's what he expected to be the rest of his life. Until he develops an unexpected talent for magic. The first mage in his pedigree for generations. In the Tevinter Imperium, mages rule. But an elven mage, a slave granted freedom on account of his potential, must still scrape and claw for the recognition that his human peers take for granted. Idhren could be the brightest mage in the Imperium, he could do great works, if anyone would bother to look past the shape of his ears. A Dragon Age: Inquisition Fanfiction. ** Content Warnings: Self harm mention, rape mention, substance abuse, racism, transphobia, homophobia, minor character death.

Started: June 9/2017 (On hold)[Not completed] **Warning: Contains spoilers for DA2: Tale of the Hawke** #1 in Dorian Pavus. Jan 2019 #8 in Dragon Age Inquisition Jan 2019 When Dorian discovers his father's plan to fix what isn't broken in him, he flees the only home he's ever known. With no money and no plan, he finds himself in a tavern drinking his sorrows away with the last of his coin. When one of his best friends asks for his help, he sets out across the Free Marches and into a destiny he can't possibly imagine. ~~~~ Ordered by his father to attend the Conclave, Nathaniel Trevelyn leaves Ostwick grateful to be gone. As the youngest son of a noble, he's expected to follow his parent's wishes. But Nathaniel wants more from his life than to live in service to an Order he doesn't believe in. He wants to fall in love. But when he's caught in an explosion and wakes bound in chains accused of murder, finding love becomes the least of his problems. Custom World State F!CouslandxAlistair/Rogue F!HawkexFenris/Rogue M!TrevelyanxDorian/Rogue Canon + Canon Divergent **Contains Mature content. **Please check story tags. All rights reserved. Copyright 2017. Julianne Winters Cover design: Julianne Winters

At the age of thirty-seven, Dorian of House Pavus could now say that the worst day of his life was his wedding day... After a failed blood-magic ritual from his father, Dorian's body is forever changed. However Halward isn't about to let that get in the way as he offers his only son up as a bargaining chip for peace in Seheron. Dorian, son of one of the most powerful Magisters in the Imperium, is now being forced to marry a Qunari. And to add to the man's frustrations, he must be pregnant within a year.

Dorian Pavus does not know what to expect when the last of Clan Lavellan is found. Some hope it will soften their ever-enraged Inquisitor. Others hope it will bolster her drive in the battle against Corypheus and his Venatori. What he most certainly doesn't expect is a man who seems to know him, though Dorian cannot seem to remember how. Covered in scars, ink, and disarming smiles, Elian is an intriguing mystery to Dorian. As secrets, past wounds, and the impending destruction of the world about them test Dorian's morals, Dorian finds himself faced with the decision of what is more important to him: what he wants for his country and what he wants for himself. - - - Fair warning: this story covers slavery, trauma, scars (not related to self-harm), recreational drug use, and recovery. Trigger Warnings at the beginnings of relevant chapters.

A story of an unsettling arrangement between the two biggest showoffs of Tevinter.

~~HIATUS~~ ((Hit 🥇1st place🥇 in the dorianpavus tag on April 16th, 2019)) ((This is a Dorian x male Inquisitor cause.. yeet. so I'm going to say this now. I'm terrible at these and I played as a female during the game so I don't know the dialogue as well and this is awkward for me 😂 bare with me please. once i get the hang of this story it'll improve, hopefully)) The dew on the stone barriers of the balcony, the early sun was rising. Casting its bright light over the mountains, it was rare for you to wake up early enough to watch the sunrise. The missions you go on and all the blood shed make you want to sleep it all away, sleep until the send someone for you, or sleep until you hear arguing between someone and Dorian or Bull being to wild after a few pints at the Tavern. You sigh, feeling the world around you wake up. You lean over the barrier and hang your head down, The birds began their songs and you heard the door leading into your chamber open and closed softly. "Your W-Worship," a scout squeaked out, "The War Council has sent me to tell you that they are having an meeting, they did not tell me what about, but i'm assuming important inquisition business." You heard her laugh nervously. You turn to face her, she was a quite small and thin to be in the Inquisition, but you needed all the people you could get. She darted her face away from you. "Thank you, Scout...?" "E-Elissa." She flustered a little, saluted, and dashed away. You look at the mountain sides basing in the warm light one last time before you sigh and head towards the War Room.

Overwhelmed by the events at the Winter Palace in Halamshiral, Nathaniel Trevelyan does not take Dorian's departure well. Or, anger does not ease the pain. Ranked #4 in Dorian Pavus Ranked #49 in Dragon Age Inquisition *Rated mature for adult content. *Written for a friend who took his own life. *This story is in not connected to my Legacy of Dorian Pavus story.