Dragonageinquisition Stories

When Maxwell Trevelyan survived the explosion of the temple of sacred ashes, Cassandra Pentagast held him as a prisoner, but after he proved his innocence and she expressed a need for capable solders for the inquisition, there was only one group he could think of... ----authors note---- So I spent like a week and a half on just the first chapter do it's really long, and I originally wasn't going to publish this but after it took so long I was like, "Nah, didn't do this for nothing." And so yeah... I was really tired when I wrote the bulk of this and I changed it a lot so if you see any mistakes or you don't think a character would act a certain way, don't be afraid to tell me. I will take any sort of suggestion to make my writing better so go ahead and spam the hell out of my PMs if you need to. And I don't mean to sound needy or anything but if you like it, like it please. You have no idea how much it'll mean to me.

[ Dark Fantasy, Rivals to Lovers, Found Family ] She has too many names, and none of them are hers. To the Magister who owns her, she is Avis, her blood a simple spell component for his magic. To others she is Viera, and to more she is Mela'Nan. When the Divine calls for a Conclave between the Templars and the Mages, spies are sent from groups all over Thedas to witness the event. Tevinter is no different. But when the Veil between demons and the living is torn in a massive explosion, she is the only one left standing, her hand marked with an arcane power understood by no one. Her master is dead. Those chains are broken. But new ones tie her to the Breach in the sky, which only this strange mark can close. Now she takes on a new name: the Herald. And still she claws her way to freedom despite the Inquisition that relies on her for so much. Despite the pain that dictates just what her body is capable of each day. Amidst the suffering, the death, and the trauma, she must carve an identity for herself. Is it necessary for a hero to lose their own identity for the good of the world, or is freedom still possible within the shackles of a title? * * * Dragon Age: Inquisition Fanfiction Commander Cullen x Elf Rogue Inquisitor Mostly Canon Compliant, with some changes (Not a true Walkthrough Fic) Background: Grey Warden Alistair/Female Tabris, Marian Hawke/Anders No consistent update schedule (yet).

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SPOILER ALERT: DRAGON AGE INQUISITION HERE LIES THE ABYSS SKYRIM: THE ELDER SCROLLS SOLSTHEIM QUESTS AND DRAGONBORN DLC MATURE CONTENT: Gore, Strong Language (In some cases, VERY STRONG LANGUAGE), Implied sexual themes, all in all, not for children. Best if you are in High School or older. When the Inquisition marches on Adamant Fortress to take revenge on Warden Commander Clarel, the battle begins flawlessly. But when the archdemon rears its ugly head, the Inquisitor and his party end up in the fade. All of them are guided by the Divine herself, but only a handful of them manage to escape. Meanwhile on Tel Mithryn, the Dragonborn, a sturdy orc by the name of Ugnar, killed yet another dragon. There was nothing unusual in the Skyrim universe- for a time. Then, rumors of the last Dwemer to ever walk in the universe of Skyrim began to spread. And Master Neloth demanded Ugnar to find him. When these two opposite, albeit very similar, worlds collide, how will the Dragonborn vanquish the looming threat on Solstheim? How will the Inquisitor stop Corypheus? Will it be too late?

My wardens journey to finding a cure for the calling.

Pairing: None Pairing Type: N/A Words: 308 Warnings: AGB's Ink 2019, Humans are Horrific, Both Morally and Physically, Ashavise is Constantly Not Okay, She's Good at Getting Used to it Though

She dreams of a man, then. She feels that she knows him, somehow. Something about him so distinctly familiar and sad. His head is turned toward the sun, his legs crossed as they sit on a slanted rooftop and draw circles in the snow, like children. She draws her legs up to her chin and smiles into her knees because she thinks he's handsome, and because there are snowflakes collecting on his bald head. "Ilensul," he says warmly, without looking away from the sky, "That cloud there. What does it look like to you?" She looks up to where his finger is pointing, the outline of the cloud relatively unclear. But she plays the game. "Like...a wolf?" she guesses. He cocks his head to the side, and the snowflakes fall off. He remains silent for a long time, and then he turns, only enough for her to see his small smile. Only enough to cause a flutter in her stomach. "Like a wolf." He repeats.

[One Shot] Janny, Dorian's new best friend, receives a letter regarding a family retainer involving Dorian's family. After doing the right thing and telling Dorian about it, the two travel to Redcliffe and end up meeting with Dorian's father... [This is slightly based on his personal quest. I changed a few things due to the fact that Janny isn't the Inquisitor.]

The Inquisition had dealt with Corypheus, leaving the inquisitor plenty of time to overthink. He would need to finally deal with his past struggles and seek help, or he would drown in his own mind.

Dragon Age: Origins, Dragon Age: II, and Dragon Age: Inquisition oneshots. Requests are open, and most will also be on AO3 at @CatTheStrange

Kayla never felt at home anywhere, even among her loving dalish clan. Her keeper sends her to investigate the Conclave. A gathering of mages and templars in a last test for peace. Kayla is thrown into the mess when the Temple of Sacred Ashes explodes, killing everyone inside but her. Note: This is the tale of my kayla lavallen through out the story of Dragon Age Inquisition I don't own the characters that are based on the Dragon Age Inquisition video game, all credit to Bioware and their respective owners.

A blind elf, the new Inquisitor. How can one save the world without knowing about such trivial things such as facial hair?

There will be a mixture of OC and Reader stories since I use oneshots as experiments. Art in the cover is by nipuni, I just edited it.

When the sky rips open and Ritsuko Lavellan walked out of the fade, her life forever changed. Now, she's in a race against time to seal the breach and save herself. With the help of her inner circle, can Rits go from simple Dalish Elf to the leader they need?

Anders left before the sun had fully risen. Hawke was never a sit back and take it kind of woman. Who said being a Champion was easy anyways? Anders/Hawke. Set post-Inquisition with references to other Dragon Age games. [SONGFIC: "Heroes" by Mans Zelmerlow"]

(Pre-inquisition) Because I'm so hyped for DA:I I needed some drabbles of my inquisitors before the events of the game. Here will be my first, who is going to be Lidya Trevelyan; my second, Rena Lavellan; and my third, (though optional) Victor Trevelyan (Mage). No spoilers and no plot points or game highlights will be spoilered. This is all BEFORE inquisition. Also just mini stories. Nothing is perfect.

In the setting of Wicked Eyes and Wicked Hearts,in the Winter Palace in Halamshiral,Commander Cullen Rutherford and Inquisitor Cheza Lavellan find things in each other that they hadn't seen before,much to the amusement of the party,and even to Empress Celene. Along with meeting an enigmatic woman,and discovering things about each member of the party,and learning of the Orlesian nobilities 'Great Game',this night will definitely be the most interesting the Inquisition has experienced together.