Captain Loughlin Trevelyan

Loughlin was born in the Free Marches. She's been employed by the Trevelyans since she was very young.

Like all my Sailor characters, Lou loves to sing and is really good at it. Singing is a big part of Maritime life since it builds good teamwork.

Loughlin's hands are calloused from drawing her bow, and work aboard ship. She's good with them, though.

This is true. The Inquisitor is a terrible dancer.

Sweet pea. They're pretty and they smell nice.

Lou smells like Old Spice, rose petals, leather, and saltwater.

Excuse you, miss. I am totally not over here having a gay panic over my OC.

*Mun is 40, West Coast American
*20+ year RP veteran
*18+ welcome
*Writer is Sapphic
*NSFW in DMs or Discord
*I like to write, I am not trying to hook up with you irl
*I am very busy. I apologize if I can't RP very long
*Written by
@ussstellardrift.bsky.social

Good night, frond

Lace being a camera-stealer

Rare for me not to be making a stupid face in these. I like this armor, but the face shield makes it hard to see sometimes when I'm aiming.

Vivienne in a box?

I mean yeah

I don't think Solas lacks deposits.

They're nice and cuddly though *smirk*

My soulkeeper is busy rewriting me so I have a character arc that makes more sense. I feel so loved.

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Oh well. Come at me bro.

*swings from the masts of her ship like the trees of Arlathan*

Happy Non-Binary Day to all you lovelies out there.

This is a reminder that my soulkeeper identifies as a NB Sapphic.

Come for my girlfriend and I'll end you all.

In a modern AU, I think I'd be a tradeswoman. I can see myself outside in the blazing sun with a Stop Sign or operating heavy machinery.

I'd wear sleeveless Stihl shirts and faded 501s with a failing ass pocket. My daily driver would be a 1983 Ford F-150 or a 2018 Subaru Legacy. No in between.

Isn't this just Ferelden?

*lounges in a tree with her legs crossed and lights an elfroot spliff*

*is feeling funny after eating cheese*

It's for the good of creation.

Free the cringetitties

Over the side she went with all but a skeleton crew. She waded through the surf and further into the island.

*bright red and kisses Deya's cheek* "You're hot, babe."

The Tradewinds was the first ship to arrive on station. Unsure of what she would find Loughlin ordered the lanterns extinguished.

"Load the cannons." She ordered in a low voice.