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May 26, 2019 9:18 PM
Dragon Age Ari lands in vampireworld
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"Oh, that is cheating. An apostate's a mage who isn't enslaved by the Chantry, I am one." He wreaths his hand in blue foxfire demonstratively. "Mages can do cool stuff like turn into animals or manipulate the elements or put curses on people. We can also talk to spirits and demons and go into people's dreams. It's a toss-up, though, because the humans hate mages and they'll send Templars after you if you're not a Chantry slave. Dad usually kills them for me but he says in a couple of years it's gonna be my job to."

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"I can light fires!" Tabby chirps, burning one of the ghosts as demonstration. 

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"I make things really cold," says Zeke.

And the ghost is frozen solid. 

"So, want to join the club? The mummies and the uncles would like a new witch boy."

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"...I mean, yeah? That sounds great. Do you have to get, I don't know, permission from somebody?"

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"Screw that!" 

She bites her wrist, drawing blood. "Drink! It'll taste yuck at first but get super good if you keep doing it.."

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"Alright!"

He drinks. It actually doesn't taste that bad - Ari's always kind of liked the taste of his own blood when he inevitably busts his lip or his nose sparring with Dad, and while this girl has a different claret, the principle holds. Then it gradually changes, from "not bad" to "delicious". Arilal drinks until he can drink no more, then falls asleep, his mouth unlatching from her wrist as he slumps and drools red down his chin.

He dreams for hours. Not like his usual dreams; it feels nothing like the Fade, no lyrium or spirits to play with. Instead he's flying through the air, diving and spiraling and swooping gleefully, nothing chasing after him, only his own freedom and power. He buzzes a flock of swans and they scatter. He laughs.

The dream fades gradually, but he wakes up all at once. There's food nearby. He pounces - sinks his teeth into it - drains it dry.

Once he's drunk his fill, he looks at the corpse lying on the floor. "Who was that?"

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"Some creep who wanted to mate us," answers Tabby.

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"How do you feel?" 

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He laughs, testing the point of one of his teeth with his tongue. "I feel great. I feel like - like I could peel a Templar out of his armor and crush him like a grape without using a lick of magic."

He leaps up and taps the ceiling, then laughs some more.

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"Bet vampire noses and eyes and stuff are better than yours were."

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“That too! Especially smell, everything smells really interesting. Especially you guys. And you look even prettier than you did.” He turns around to look at the mirror he came through. “I’m prettier, wow.” He grins, showing off his teeth. 

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"You looked kinda neat before, too." He tilts his head. "Any reason you didn't have pants? People who aren't us usually have those."

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“Pants are human bullshit,” he says dismissively. “Dad says I should really wear armor but I’m fast enough I don’t have to and he doesn’t push it. Dad’s cool.”

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"Total bullshit."

Like the efficient little predator she is, Tabby crouches and swiftly extracts the corpse's blood rich liver. She tears it in half and offers it to Ari. "Wanna share?"

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“Yeah, sure.”

He takes the liver and sears it with a quick flame before biting into it. 

“Mm. Humans taste great, I don’t know why we never ate any of those Templars.”

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"What are Templars?"

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“They’re the humans who kill you if you’re a mage who isn’t enslaved. They wear this fancy heavy armor and they can stop you from doing magic for a while with their powers. Dad usually has me lead them into magic traps, but I think now that I’m a vampire I’ll just eat them.”

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Tabby high fives him. "Right on."

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And then proceeds to leap right through the ceiling into the night.

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Ari leaps after them! 

It’s cold out here. Colder than the Korcari Wilds have ever been, certainly. He remembers from Flemeth’s lessons that the stuff falling from the sky is called “snow”, and that it’s like rain. 

His new vampiric body doesn’t care what temperature it is. The snow sticks to his cold skin, and he giggles at the vaguely ticklish feeling. Then he follows his new friends, whose names he still doesn’t actually know. (He’s basically a feral child, it’s not really his fault he never asked.)

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Zeke and his sister jump off the roof of the haunted house, running through the carnival towards the rusting ferris wheel. "Race you up!"

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Oh hell yes. Ari knows from climbing.

When he gets close to the wheel, he uses a pillar of earth to fling him upwards, catches onto a rusted spar, and begins clambering to the top like a mad squirrel.

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Tabby, being a competitive little sod, heats up a spar he's about to put his hand around red hot, enough to even sting a vampire.

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