Dwarves are short, powerfully built, with presumably a strong circulatory system and a culturally strong warrior ethos as well as a cultural tradition of strong and intricate craftsmanship. All of these factors make them ideal jet fighter pilots.

Oh, SHIT, and then that leads to Dwarven astronauts? Good with the cramped conditions, modules that are designed to let the astronauts get their hands into the wiring if they needed to, rugged designs, less likely to go stir crazy if they don't get out in the open air. They'd be incredible.

love how none stops to explain shit to a dwarf warden. Sure, whatever, the Dalish are being attacked by a werewolf pack. Who gives a shit anymore. What's a dalish btw

Redraw of an older picture of these dorks. This was always my favourite drawing of them so I wanted to colour it!

Eamon trying to explain how bloodlines and inheritance works for surfacers and Brosca straight up just not getting it (5 hours) (ASMR)

Eamon, very slowly as he is clearly at the end of his rope: Anora is not a descendent of the Calenhad line

Brosca: how severe are her debts that she is not granted full access to the privileges of her House?

Eamon: she doesn't have debts

Brosca: then why is she not considered a Theirin in good standing?

Eamon: she is a Theirin but she is a Theirin by marriage. She is not, as you put it, "a descendent of King Calenhad"

Brosca: but Calenhad was the founder of House Theirin and Anora has belonged to House Theirin ever since she married Cailan. Calenhad was the founder of her House and that makes her part of the line of Kings.

Eamon; are you fucking with me right now?

Brosca: are you?

Brosca: Anora's children would be heirs though, right?

Eamon: no, no they wouldn't

Brosca: but children inherit their mother's caste & clan wouldn't -

Eamon: *frustrated* no. And it's a moot point anyways because the woman is barren.

Brosca: why would it matter how her children come to her?

Eamon:

Brosca;

Eamon: are you saying, Brosca are you telling me that as far as your people are concerned, a woman's adopted children, that she adopts after her husband's death, would be considered members of her husband's family line?

Brosca: yes????

Zevran Morrigan and Leliana observing from the sidelines: 🙂🍿🙂🥤😗🍿

Brosca: *sarcastically* so Alistair, who was never publicly acknowledged by his father, and had a servant caste mother, has more rights to the name of Theirin than a woman who has been married to Maric's acknowledged son for all of her adult life?

Eamon: *sigh* yes.

Brosca: what the slag kind of lemonade stand are we running up here?

warden origins ranked from most to least likely to single-handedly stop the blight:

that one fucking concept art of the dragon age races that depicts dwarves like this:

you suck and i defy you

this makes me violent <3

Calling all dragon age artists! Let’s see your interpretation of what dwarven women should look like!

Okay, here u go

this feels like a good time to give a shoutout to Sophie Campbell’s dwarves [1] [2] [3]

it brings me so much joy when female dwarves look like dwarves

Brosca’s favourite thing in the overworld: flowers

💠Thora Cadash for @aravelsforariha 💠

thank you @queenaeducan for having me draw your girl!! 💐

what if dwarves do have magic and just haven't told anyone else because they thought it'd be funny

Leske was a sodding idiot. 

But he was her idiot.

So she had shared her rotgut ale with him, and never hit him too hard when he dropped her mother’s last bottle of mosswine or sighed almost sort-of seriously after Rica.

He was her shoulder when she broke her foot, she was his shield when Karshol thought he was more trouble than he was worth, and even Beraht never had tried to separate them, but kept them as a set when he sent them out to work.

She never would have take her salvation when it was offered, never would have believed in it, if not for him.

I never would have left if you hadn’t shoved me out the gate, you dust-swallowing nug-humper.

But he had, and she did, and she never should have come back again.

His shoulder was too sharp to lean against, and she didn’t fit beside his shield arm anymore.

Well.

No one would, now.

She dropped her dagger beside him.  It had his blood on it.  She wouldn’t be able to use it again.

There was a slight pang somewhere in her lungs at that, edging her next too shallow breath, at abandoning a weapon that cost almost a year’s worth of food down here, just because of a little blood.

His blood was worth it.

He never would have understood that.

Never would have believed it.

Should have taken you with me.  Maybe, if you’d seen the stars, you’d have learned …

She blinked, ignored the way her skin felt too scalding hot against the heavy dank air around her.

She reached out, and closed his eyes, and left him to the Stone.

AO3

goth dwarf goth dwarf

Brosca sketchpage to give you some fierce vibes for today

I’m playing through Orzammar again which means I am once again sobbing for Warden Brosca. It’s just... I just... there’s that one Shaper who says all casteless are from lines of criminals, that they should never have been born at all. Even to Brosca’s face. They’re branded at birth to identify them. All but forced into the Carta due to being banned from all other work. Absolutely unprotected by the law. Said to be rejected by the Stone itself. You see how they’re treated and talked about by everyone in Orzammar, and then Brosca comes around.

Born casteless in Orzammar, conscripted into the Wardens despite calls for their immediate execution, and then they become the first casteless Paragon. The best of Dwarves. The newly noble house becomes the largest in all of Orzammar. King Bhelen marries Rica and builds the Paragon statue in the Royal Palace to honor the House of his wife.

I know it’s probably the least common origin, but I have so much to say..,, I need a minut::,..,