CLOSED! Thanks to all who participated!
Hello, Thedosians!
Due to the smashing success of our first art exchange, we're hosting another for you all!
Basically, the idea is like a Secret Santa event; you make a wish for an art piece you want created, I do a little artist-pairing magic, and you get surprised with your request.
If you would like to participate in this event, please comment below with the following information:
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A statement that you are willing to fully participate in the event - this includes making art for others, not just wanting art made for you!
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Your art request - please keep it relatively simple and make sure everything is clear. Links to descriptions, references, etc. are
required. If you are open to literary interpretations of your request, please let us know.
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The medium in which you specialize - fic writers are welcome and encouraged to participate. Listing medium will help me more appropriately pair artists.
NOTE: If you signed up to participate in the last exchange and did not submit a piece for it, you will
not be allowed to participate in this exchange.
The deadline for signup is Monday, August 8. After that point, I'll start sending out notes to all participants, and we can begin.
Let's spread some more Dragon Age good cheer, shall we?
To work!
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So What Next - DA:I Fan Fiction Enansal awoke to the sound of her husband whimpering in his sleep. With a quiet snap of her fingers she ignited the log in the nearby fireplace to have some light to see him by. Turning onto her left side she propped herself up on the nub of her elbow, the rest of her arm turned to stone and removed at Exalted Council six months ago. She moved awkwardly as her bump was now protruding were it did tend to get in the way.
Firmly she put a hand on Cullen’s arm and began to shake him gently, calling his name to wake him. After a few moments he roused from his un-peaceful slumber. “Cullen. Cullen, wake up dear.”
With a low groan Cullen finally awakened and rolled toward her. Blurry eyed he looked at her. “What, my love?”
“You were moaning in your sleep.” The Inquisitor explained. “Are you alright?”
“I think I was dreaming, but…” Cullen tried to craps at the rapidly fading dreamscape,
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The strange creature - DragonEffect OC FanFicAnother day, another battle.
A young elven woman walked across the battlefield. She was walking like she owned it and in some way this was indeed the case. She was a slave of a Tevinter Magister but no ordinary slave.
Her master covered her body in lyrium-infused markings. She nearly died during the procedure but after that she was so much stronger. Stronger than every other elven slave.
At the beginning she had problems to control her new powers, she killed many slaves accidentally, which forced her master to train her better.
After some time her character changed. She learned to control her power and she also understood how strong she really was. Nothing could stand in her way. Not even an Qunari.
Back in the present, a strange flying object caught the elves attention. She lost sight than it crashed somewhere on the battlefield.
What was that? A new Qunari weapon maybe? She needed to check that out!
Just as she got sight of the object again, she saw a strange creature jumping out of
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Strength“I had often wondered what they would want with a coward like me. What did I ever have to offer them? At best I was graced with a little quick wit and half-hearted charm. I learned early on how useful the right kind of smile could be. That’s the only reason I practiced those skills; to get what I wanted be it a shiny new dagger or a fine cup of brandy. My swordsmanship was average at best. There was no road to glory in my fate; I would never be some hero so I began to wonder: why? Why did I join them? How could my lies help them?” he asked in a sordid confession as he tried to prop himself up against the thick trunk of an old tree.
“In truth, I joined out of des-peration,” he admitted with a choked laugh. “I thought, ‘what do I have to lose?’ I was hungry, cold and had nowhere to go so why not?” he said with a pause as he struggled to catch his breath. “I was a bloody fool…Still am…” adde
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