Fryianna

A simple Elvhen rogue not wanting to get into trouble. Turned into an Inquisitor after almost being killed for an accident that wasn't mine. #DARP #DAIRP Not new to RP but sort of new to DARP Friendly but shy mod Any RP welcomed 18+ Ships - romance w/chem friendship anyone

"Solas......."

"Maaaaybe." More giggles as she dances around and carries on mixing a bowl of dough.

"Where's that wolf of mine...."

She's sat on the bridge leading out of Skyhold, on the edge and swinging her legs over the side, as she is lost in thought.

"Ma Lath..."

// High key no one should EVER let Fry bake. Ever.

"Solas! Ma'lath!" She giggled and threw the spoon into a bowl. "I'm trying to make something for you!"

Is she baking and drunk? Yes.

Casually posts a letter personally for the ENTIRETY of Skyhold: "If you are scared of my eldest brother, Commander Cullen Rutherford? Let me say this, you're lucky if you anger him... Regards, Rosalie Rutherford-Lavellan"

// Fry and Solas: sassy pieces of shit to one another Also Fry and Solas: the most loving couple Their kids: ...wtaf guys?

"See, they are Nevaaren. Not Orleasian. I'm trying to ee what your level of pretentious is...."

// I AM DYING (sorry Miss/Ms/Mrs/Dr Molly, I can't find you to tag you!)

"He is a warrior. A survivor. Not for their selves but for their family. Hawke will come home."

Blows the softest and most loving kiss at her husband

Fry: flirting + Sass Me: GIVE ME YOUR CONFIDENCE WOMAN

"You know it's what made you fall for me. After I decided to protect all elves."

// Anyone else have a muse that makes them go:

"Am I sass or am I just used to you, ma'vhenan?"

// Solas/Fen'Harel: literal mishief Fry: tests that

"My love, why would you /ever/ suggest that?"