Turns out, trying to take pictures of your Solas romance can be a traumatic experience. Bare with me.
I was merrily playing my Solasmance yesterday, when the fist “fade date” scene finally happened. So I, unknowing of the horror that awaited me, decided to pause the scene, then use flycam to take some sweet shots of that nice fade tongue kiss.
Lo and behold, as my cam flies over Haven, I notice that it is barren.
No sign of neither my Lavellan nor Solas.
But then… oh, then. I noticed a figure standing not far off the requisition camp.
“Solas?”… I whispered to myself, intrigued. What was he doing standing there on his own, cloaked in shadows? Where was the armor he was originally wearing? Why was my Lavellan missing? With too many unanswered questions to bear, and aching to find some answers, I decided to…zoom in.
“W-who are you?…” This time I said it out loud, a hint of quivering terror in my voice. I started to fear that perhaps my questions ought to have stayed unanswered…
As the camera turned, I felt the horror rise in me. I had made a mistake. I knew it then. Nothing could’ve prepared me for what I witnessed that day… A cold sweat washed over my entire body, hands trembling, sweating in fear. With the last drop of courage left in me… I approached him…
V͇̹̠͋ͣ͋́ͦ̒H̢͗̌҉̰̮̙̦̺̼͉Ȅ̯͉̤͎͔̼̭͙ͪ͂͑̃͘͠Ṉ̡̮̪̤ͦ̐̑Å̡̙̻̭̮͚̇̽́̅̆̚͞ͅṊ̼̪̞ͨ̽̉̍̒̎̀̀̚
ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｆａａａｄｅ
