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inquisitor... ur scaring me....
been playing inquisition again and i looove my gay qunari lady inquisitor i think ill just draw her 1 million times
what if the magic you used to save the world consumed you and we were both girls
slowly but surely drawing an adaar josephine dragon age comic cause im thinking.... with my brain...
all my protags! gay women who save the world UNITE!
wrapping up inquisition in preparation for veilguard coming this month and man do i love these games... i love being able to play a big butch lesbian woman who saves the world and falls in love in between.
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I find it easier to draw people when I draw them paper doll style, naked first lol. it helps kind of set up the character in my mind.
Like the warden who's built tough but compact, able to swing her battle-axe and tank hits from oncoming darkspawn hordes. Scars from longsword slashes and near miss arrows in her shoulders. She shaved her hair off after the attack on the cousland castle, getting a fresh start with the wardens and its convenient for war time, so the darkspawn can't grab ahold of her. She's clean-cut, no piercings and doesn't paint her nails but keeps them cut short and tidy, and slathers blue paint across her eyes before armoring up.
Hawke who is taller and lankier, mostly fighting mercenaries in the back alley, so she doesn't need to be quite as built as the warden but still has to swing her big sword around and fight qunari. She's depressed the whole game, so sometimes she doesn't take care of herself as she should, forgetting to eat at times. Long scars from big qunari axes and being impaled by the arishok. Pierced ears and a lip ring, iconic red swipe across her nose, hawke almost always has painted nails, a feeling of control for her.
And the inquisitor, who spent most her life as a mercenary. Being qunari she's naturally more built, but a hard life has her built like a tank. Eyes turned supernaturally green, altered by the mark. She's a mage turned knight-enchanter able to zip across the battlefield and lash out close combat. Her scars are more sporadic, wiggly scars from magic and demons from the fade, more scars from cross-bolts than arrows as the times change. Horns wrapped in steel, tipped with gold that matches her pierced ears. She lets josephine paint her nails sometimes, usually to match her vitaar. She always paints up before going out, more elaborate designs for bigger battles, the design incorporating the inquisition's eye, a reminder that the eyes of the world are upon her.
