I tried so hard not to. I didn't even find his character design all that attractive at first. Yet the fact remains: I love Cullen.
A Cullenmancer's Lament (A Torch Song in Cm)
-Music and Lyrics by Aurora Mitchell 2015, dedicated to Ms. Brianne Battye & Mr. Greg Ellis
Like a lyrium addiction
Got a strange affliction
With the urge to write fan fiction
In graphic depiction
You've got me fixated
On pixelated you...
It should be a factor
That you're voiced by an actor
But what's most hard to tell is,
Is it you or Greg Ellis
Who's got me fixated
On pixelated you?
I don't care if I'm
Part of your harem, I'm
So intoxicated...
Gotta find a quick solution
Or I'll need an institution
A victim of my own delusion
Give me the resolution
You've got me fixated
I'm so twitterpated
It's almost x-rated...
My pixelated you!
N.B. I am not a musician. I tried to get musicians to collaborate with me, but perhaps I scared them off with my lack of experience. And skill. And talent. The following acapella track was recorded on my laptop in my bathroom because the only place I sing is in the shower (that, and because the cat wouldn't leave me alone). It is intended for people to get a rough idea of what I'm trying to achieve, but may be hazardous to their health in that their ears may start to bleed. My hope is that someone will record it properly one day.
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Sunday, 8 February 2015
Friday, 5 December 2014
In Another Life, a letter to Solas inspired by Dragon Age: Inquisition
So, I finished DA:I. I specifically chose to play as a Dalish elf because I wanted to explore the Solas romance written by Patrick Weekes. Unfortunately, despite Gareth David-Lloyd's note-perfect performance, I found his character so insufferable, and, unable to romance Dorian (voiced by the delightfully mercurial Ramon Tikaram), I romanced Cullen, instead. (Though, given dialogue by the masterful Brianne Battye and an arresting, yet nuanced, performance by Greg Ellis, one could hardly call it a hardship.)
Nevertheless, after witnessing the ending, I decided as abrasive, confounding, and, well, downright creepy as Solas could be, my masochistic Inquisitor would go the distance. (You'd think with all the memories he had seen in the Fade, he'd pick up on what not to say...) The proverbial scales fell from my eyes in his final romantic cut-scene. Solas' facial expressions were so movingly rendered, every misgiving I had faded to insignificance.
In Another Life
In another life, I would have prayed to Dirthamen, Keeper of Secrets, to reveal where my Heart had hidden, to Andruil to grant me swiftness that I might soon be at his side, and, should dark Falon’Din meet him first, to turn him away and guide his steps back to me. But if there ever were gods, they do not listen, as I did not listen.
You sought to free me, but did you not understand that removing my vallaslin only bound me to you, as surely as any geas? My clansmen see my face, now a mirror of your own, and turn away. I have not even the comfort of dreams, though I sleep in the hollow your body made in our bed.
You told me to harden my heart to a cutting edge. How can I, when I still burn unquenchable as veilfire? Mythal did not speak of this price, this sorrow.
Come to me soon, Vhenan. I would tear open the heavens again if I knew I would find you on the other side.
-A letter found in the secret compartment of the desk of Inquisitor Lavellan
Addendum: It seems I have Jonathan Epp to thank for animating Solas.
Nevertheless, after witnessing the ending, I decided as abrasive, confounding, and, well, downright creepy as Solas could be, my masochistic Inquisitor would go the distance. (You'd think with all the memories he had seen in the Fade, he'd pick up on what not to say...) The proverbial scales fell from my eyes in his final romantic cut-scene. Solas' facial expressions were so movingly rendered, every misgiving I had faded to insignificance.
In Another Life
In another life, I would have prayed to Dirthamen, Keeper of Secrets, to reveal where my Heart had hidden, to Andruil to grant me swiftness that I might soon be at his side, and, should dark Falon’Din meet him first, to turn him away and guide his steps back to me. But if there ever were gods, they do not listen, as I did not listen.
You sought to free me, but did you not understand that removing my vallaslin only bound me to you, as surely as any geas? My clansmen see my face, now a mirror of your own, and turn away. I have not even the comfort of dreams, though I sleep in the hollow your body made in our bed.
You told me to harden my heart to a cutting edge. How can I, when I still burn unquenchable as veilfire? Mythal did not speak of this price, this sorrow.
Come to me soon, Vhenan. I would tear open the heavens again if I knew I would find you on the other side.
-A letter found in the secret compartment of the desk of Inquisitor Lavellan
Addendum: It seems I have Jonathan Epp to thank for animating Solas.
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