Letter To An Ambassador
#dragon age inquisition
#madame de fer
#notes & letters
My dear Ambassador, I don’t believe we’ve met, so allow me to introduce myself. I am First Enchanter Vivienne, Enchanter to the Imperial Court of Orlais, personal advisor to the Empress.
A rumor has reached my ears that you plan on attending the salon held at the duke’s summer estate three weeks hence. I’m certain this rumor must be a scandalous falsehood, Ambassador, as neither you nor anyone else from the Nevarran embassy has been issued an invitation. As host of the party, I trust you did not intend to crash it like some unwashed workman drunk on three tankards of ale and a dare.
I know you are only seventy-third in line for the Nevarran throne, but that is hardly so lowly a position as to relegate you to trailing after Comtesse Montbelliard in the hope that she might give your suit a moment’s thought. She won’t, my dear. She only likes men with self-respect. Perhaps you might sober up and acquire some?
I’m sure I don’t have to tell you, Ambassador, that the world has become a dangerous place. Wars rage across the continent, the sky is torn open, and many say the end of the world is upon us. During such chaotic times, it behooves those of us in power to aid in the restoration of peace and the establishment of order. Lives have already been lost; should we not save those we can? In that spirit, I give you this friendly warning: I am not to be trifled with. I would not be in a rush to hasten my own demise if I were you, darling. If the demons have their way, it will come soon enough.
Madame de Fer
#dragon age inquisition
a limited edition cup for pre-orders on a czech site.
my best translation:
This gift was created thanks to you.
Original dragon mug.
The logo of the Inquisition to each pre-order for free.
I want dragons mug!
"This is my mother’s amulet. It has to be. But why isn’t it broken? Where did you find it?"
Alistair’s Mother’s Amulet was the only thing left to preserve the memory of a woman Alistair never knew. A young, angry Alistair dashed the amulet against the wall, shattering it to pieces. Years later the amulet is returned to him, carefully repaired by his uncle Eamon. A grateful Alistair never parts with it again.
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This is not official merchandise; I put this together myself. I know it’s not an accurate representation of the game description but it’s the thought that counts?
And look forward to my Dragon Age Inquisition Giveaway this November!
Don’t mind me, just entering the contest😗. Also it looks really good, how did you make the picture inside? And I guess I should advertise for myself? So umm pick me for the wynne
I’m a little embarrassed by how easy that part was. Except, well, when I had to break out the tweezers. I just measured the diameter of the locket, printed the image to its scale, then took a long time shaving the paper edges away until it would fit inside.
It was pretty fun. I would like to make more lockets sometime, perhaps custom Warden/LI ones.
The Oddly Appropriate Couple
Yuffy Tabris was content to wait for rescue, but how would the seven-foot tactless giant and her squishy lover-boy going to break into Fort Drakon?
Due to a glitch in the cutscene, Alistair stood inside of Sten, with his eyes peering over Sten’s breastplate. This is the result.
"Wow. Be killed by the Archdemon or sleep with Morrigan. How does someone make that kind of choice?"
Alistair, Dragon Age: Origins