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โ Hawke OC (Red/Aggressive)
โ MV & ships welcome
โ Not new to RP
โ DMs open
The moment Assan is addressed the griffon perks up, head tilted as he made his way to Laceโs side. He nuzzled against her, eager for the attention.
Davrin watched with a soft smile, taking the moment to think of the best story to tell.
โWell, when I was just starting out, โ
โ I had a real stubborn streak. I thought I could handle things by myself, even as a teen. Then I got my ass handed to me by a wandering curiosity spirit and had to reassess.
You wouldnโt believe it! The spirit caught me in a trap Iโd set for a Wyrmling that had strayed too โ
Thereโs something warm that heats up inside his chest as Athim continues to kiss him, and he almost finds that he cannot keep up. So much love comes radiating off of Athim that he finds it blinding, slow to react.
Is he really worthy of so much love? Will he be, when he โ
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โ inevitably passes at a young age?
He pushes those thoughts away, thoughts that forced him into relationships that never led to anything serious. Could he really be so selfish as to take Athimโs heart?
Perhaps a part of him already had.
โIโm glad you told me now,โ he began, โ
โI still make them, sometimes. Itโs not the same โ hands arenโt as steady as they used to be.โ
He smiles, but his face still looks so sad. Since the blight set in his hands had started shaking.
His sword arm, his ability to whittle ...
โHeโd like the treats.โ
He gently nudges her arm, friendly in a way he hadnโt felt since โฆ before he was infected with the Blight.
But itโs nice to see Assan excited again. Nice to not feel lonely.
โYou got a point, canโt argue there. Missed your cooking a lot โโ
A pause.
โWe both missed you.โ
If there was one person who could put his mind at ease there in the Lighthouse, it was Lace. Something as easy as a smile had him smiling right back, his worries for what was to come set to the side, at least for a little while.
โGot a lot of stories from my youth, but I donโt โ
โ know if you wanna hear stories from my old hunting days.โ
Taking down monsters in the woods, saving families and other Dalish communities. It was a good life, just not the calling that was meant for Davrin.
โThings werenโt nearly as exciting as you might think, but they โ

















