Copy-kitten~!
I’m not sure what holiday this depicts, if any at all. Perhaps Merrill just likes giving gifts. Perhaps the Dalish do that whole hobbit thing and hand out tokens of affection to other people on their own birth anniversaries.
Whatever the case, this tiny little notion got into my head, tickled things a bit, and made me giggle. Hence, this crude reproduction of the idea.
omigoooooooooooood
“Did you know tattoos are a mark of status in Rivain, kitten?”
“What, really? Then why haven’t you got any?”
“They’d treat you like a princess. Just like you deserve.”
Isabela can sail any ship.
Quickly colorized for, uh, I don’t know. Color reasons.
Sloppy little scribble born of my frustration with having to tell three different friends (and my parents ;;), that no, I can’t see them tomorrow, I have finals all day and the day after. :(
Tumblr, can I spend my birthday with you guys instead? <3
Oooh poor Anders, so over worked and tired, look at that spilt ink. Hawke needs to go down to Darktown and gives him a bajillion hugs.
And good luck on your finals, hope they’re the last ones?
