CHIEF.

He looks somber for all of about five seconds before bursting out into laughter. “Nope, we’re here to stay for a little bit Krem de la Krem.” A slight raise of his tankard as he meets his lieutenant’s gaze. 

While it’s easy to give praise to someone when they’re not present, there’s the occasion where you have to suck it up and compliment them directly. “Your tactics were solid on this last mission.”

                           for  a  moment,  krem’s  heart  sinks  to  his  belly,  the  look  on  bull’s  face  promising  nothing  good.  then  the  over-sized  idiot  starts  LAUGHING.  krem  makes  an  outraged  sound,  reaches  out  and  punches  the  iron  bull  hard  in  the  arm.  

                          a  pause  follows  and  his  face  softens  at  the  praises.  a  rare  thing  from  the  chief.  sure,  krem  knows  the  lummox  cares,  appreciates  each  of  the  chargers.  but  to  hear  it–

                          he  smiles,  tips  his  drink  to  bull.  ❛  thanks,  chief.  can’t  say  the  same  for  you,  o'course.  charging  in  and  swinging  that  ax  about  like  a  clod.  ❜

dragon age gift/scenario meme || accepting

                          the  book  shows  up  on  krem’s  bunk  one  day,  no  note  attached  to  signify  the  giver,  but  he  knows.  the  rest  of  the  boys  tease,  rib  him  about  the  ❛  lady  he  must  be  courting.  ❜  krem  snaps  back  at  them  to  mind  their  own  business,  which  only  spurs  them  on.  so  he  snags  the  book  and  retreats  to  the  garden.  

                          ❛  my  father  used  to  tell  me  all  sorts  of  tales  when  i  was  young.  wish  i  could  remember  them.  ❜  

                          fingers  trail  over  the  cover  of  the  book,  feeling  each  crack  in  the  leather.  what  the  fuck  does  dorian  think  he’s  doing,  giving  a  gift  like  this??  to  someone  like  krem,  no  less.  he  doesn’t  GET  gifts  like  this.  valuable  things.  things  with  little  other  use  than  to  entertain.  what  even  is  he  supposed  to  DO  with  it??  he  can’t  take  something  like  this  with  him  on  missions,  something  so  easy  to  lose  or  destroy.  

                          it’s  only  when  something  drips  down  the  side  of  his  face  that  he  realizes  his  eyes  burn  with  tears.  he  dashes  them  away  roughly,  angrily.  drops  his  chin  and  hugs  the  book  to  his  chest.  

⧮ KREM GREATLY APPROVES

guide to troubled birds || accepting

                             krem  has  to  admit,  he’s  a  little  afraid  of  sera.  see,  she  looks  harmless  enough,  small  with  a  squashed  up  face,  and  then  she  goes  and  does  something  like–  like  this.  krem  watches  in  amused  horror  as  the  expensive  plate  goes  sailing  through  the  air  toward  the  noble  at  the  other  end  of  the  table.  

                            it  hits  the  man  square  in  the  face,  sauce  dripping  down  on  his  expensive  doublet,  and  the  man  sputters  in  outrage.  movement  at  the  corner  of  his  eye  catches  his  attention  and  he  turns,  notes  the  guards  coming  toward  them.  

                            ❛  aaaand  it’s  time  to  go,  arrows,  ❜  he  says,  grabbing  sera’s  arm  and  pulling  her  out  of  the  room  at  a  run.  breathless  laughter  escapes  him  as  they  flee  and  he  shakes  his  head.  

                            ridiculous.  

inquisitor.

“good evening, krem,” she smiles POLITELY and it distantly occurs to her that she ought to check in with him more OFTEN or at least PAUSE on her trek to bull. a brief FLUSH colors her cheeks at the realization that she’s more likely than not been RUDE in doing so. 

“thought i might stop by and see how you and the rest of the CHARGERS are faring.” escape for a bit to what sidri REALLY means, an opportunity to get out of the main keep and the SLEW of letters waiting for her. “if you’re thirsty, the least i can do is get you a DRINK for your troubles.” 

                                krem  starts  for  a  second,  smile  faltering,  before  it  returns,  slightly  warmer  than  before.  ❛  well,  who  am  i  to  refuse  an  offer  of  DRINKS??  ❜  his  face  scrunches  in  amusement  and  he  stands,  gesturing  toward  the  bar.

                                ❛  we’re  doing  okay.  taking  a  bit  of  a  rest  at  the  moment  between  missions.  dalish  took  a  pretty  bad  hit  on  the  last  one  and  is  on  bed  rest  until  it  heals.  grim  lied  about  his  leg  being  better  so  HE’S  out  too.  but  the  rest  of  us  are  muddling  by.  ❜  he  pauses,  tips  his  head  to  the  side  and  regards  her  curiously.  ❛  how  are  things  up  top??  ❜

@fadedreamed liked for a KREM starter

                               almost–  almost–  toes  on  the  edge  of  the  chair,  krem  strains  to  see  over  the  obstructing  staircase,  wishing,  not  for  the  first  time,  that  he  had  the  courage  to  sit  somewhere  a  little  closer.  he  wobbles,  reaches  out  to  catch  his  balance.  he  can  ALMOST–

                              movement  to  his  side  startles  him  and  he  goes  down  hard,  toppling  from  the  chair  with  a  crash.  ❛  SHIT.  FUCK.  ❜  pain  explodes  from  his  shoulder,  radiates  down  his  side,  and  he  curls  around  himself  slightly.  eyes  squeeze  shut  for  a  moment  before  opening  just  enough  to  squint  up  at  the  intruder.

                              ❛  you  startled  me,  ❜  he  manages  to  grit  out.  

@foppishdandy liked for a KREM starter

                             ❛  dorian,  right?? ❜  krem  doesn’t  even  bother  introducing  himself,  just  leans  against  a  nearby  book  case  and  levels  the  other  man  with  a  curious  look.  they  haven’t  had  much  reason  to  interact  over  the  course  of  the  inquisition’s  existence  but  the  chief  seems  to  like  him  well  enough.  and  if  the  chief  likes  him–

❛  i  heard  you’re  planning  on  leaving  when  this  is  all  over.  going  back  to  tevinter  and  trying  to  reform  things.  ❜  it’s  cautious,  his  tone  of  voice.  a  confusing  mix  of  hope  and  disbelief.  an  altus.  the  son  of  a  magister.  willing  to  change  things…  it’s  almost  too  good  to  be  true.  

@samahll liked for a KREM starter

                                  ❛  ah!!  your  worship!  ❜  krem  drops  his  fighting  stance,  lowers  his  weapon  to  the  side.  sweat  drips  down  the  side  of  his  face,  breath  comes  in  ragged  gasps.  a  training  session  going  well,  if  he  does  say  so  himself.  the  beat  up  training  dummy  might  have  a  different  story.

                                  ❛  i  didn’t  hear  you  come  up.  did  you  ah–  did  you  need  something??  ❜

@mageright liked for a KREM starter

                                 mage.  krem  clocks  him  a  few  moments  after  seeing  him,  used  to  spotting  mages  even  if  they  aren’t  looking  to  be  seen.  not  that  this  one  seems  to  be  trying  to  hide  it.  he  snorts  and  shrugs  his  shoulders.  not  his  problem.  not  what  he’s  here  for.  with  the  chief  off  trapezing  the  country  side  with  the  inquisitor,  krem  leads  the  chargers,  taking  them  on  missions  assigned  by  cullen.  mostly  protection  missions,  dealing  with  bandits  or  rogue  mages  and  templars  or  what  have  you.  

                                he  steps  toward  the  blond  man,  clearing  his  throat  to  catch  attention.  ❛  name’s  krem,  we’re  with  the  inquisition.  there  have  been  reports  of  skirmishes  in  the  area.  WE’RE  here  to  help.  if  you’ll  kindly  point  us  in  the  right  direction,  that  is.  ❜

@beefcakequnari liked for a KREM starter

❛  hey,  chief,  ❜  krem  greets  bull  as  he  approaches,  not  looking  up  from  his  drink.  ❛  please  tell  me  we  aren’t  about  to  get  shipped  out  again.  we  just  got  back  to  skyhold.  ❜  brown  eyes  finally  make  their  way  up,  revealing  the  tiredly  amused  twinkle  hiding  in  them.  

                              of  course,  if  bull  told  him  that  yes,  the  chargers  were  needed  for  a  mission,  he’d  be  up  and  ready  to  go  in  a  heart-beat  but–  the  men  need  a  chance  to  rest.  so  he  hopes  as  he  takes  a  drink  and  leans  back  in  his  chair.  

@looksdashing liked for a KREM starter

                             it  takes  several  weeks  for  krem  to  find  the  library.  they’re  keeping  him  on  his  toes  here.  and,  well,  he’s  not  exactly  LOOKING  for  it.  he  has  more  important  things  to  do  than  dig  around  in  dusty  tomes  for  information  he  probably  can’t  even  use.  but  once  he  finds  it,  tucked  in  a  tower  off  the  main  hall,  he  has  to  admit  it’s  nice.  cozy.  

                            krem  wanders  from  shelf  to  shelf,  fingers  trailing  over  the  spines.  part  of  him  wants  to  pull  one  down,  to  flip  through  it  and  see  what  secrets  it  holds.  the  more  rational  part  reminds  him  that  it  would  take  him  weeks  to  even  get  through  one  of  these  things.  so  he  resists  the  urge.  

                            movement  in  a  nearby  alcove  catches  his  eye  and  he  peers  over.  his  lips  quirk  to  the  side  as  he  catches  sight  of  the  man  intently  pouring  over  a  large  tome.  dorian  pavus.  the  mage.  the  TEVINTER  mage.  an  altus.  one  of  the  inquisitor’s  close  companions.  krem  has,  since  finding  out  about  the  other’s  presence  at  skyhold,  delicately  managed  to  avoid  coming  in  contact  with  him.  an  altus.  maker  knows  he’s  probably  an  arrogant  tit.  

                            but  now,  watching  him  read  intently  in  the  flickering  candlelight–  krem  can’t  help  his  curiosity.  striding  forward,  he  stops  just  in  front  of  the  other  man  and  waits  until  he  looks  up.  

❛  you’re  dorian,  yeah??  ❜  he  asks  with  a  jerk  of  his  chin.  ❛  the  tevinter  mage??  ❜