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Aaaah thank you so much Arrow!! Sparrow Happy AU is so fun <3
This story details an adventure in Mendev featuring Passerene Cygnarus, a young woman who used to be called Sparrow in her youth and who was never captured by slavers. She grew up with her brother Isore in Dehrukani, before Isore finally started his years-long ambition of carving footholds in positions of power to help steer the general cultural and sociopolitical atmosphere of Avistan as a whole. Big plans, and Rene is mildly wary of the fact that her brother has major Evil Guy vibes, but he's her brother and she owes him for the years he sacrificed raising her, so she plays assistant.
Their latest project is to help rebuild a "fuck you mansion" for one Count Daeran Arendae, after his home was destroyed in the demon attack on Kenabres. He was briefly conscripted to the Crusade, before the newly minted knight commander booted him out, so now he's lavishing in Kenabres employing architects to build him a new home.
The story mainly follows Rene following a long an adapted version of Daeran's companion quest, where she figures out he's got a head full of ghosts, befriends him (and maybe more) and saves him anyway <3
See a snippet below the cut!
"And after?"
The count gives an elegant shrug. "It was good fun while it lasted, but camping in the cold rain in the armpit of the Worldwound? I can spend my time better in a privy."
Rene had done her research on the count long before they accepted the commission, and knows that he's not quite telling the truth. He had been in Kenabres during the demon attack that had incited the current Crusade, though whether he actually helped or not isn't verified. What is verified is that his honorable cousin, Queen Galfrey of Mendev, appointed him to the Crusade as an attache to the newly minted Knight Commander, possibly in response to the alleged heroic actions he took in Kenabres. It didn't matter either way why she did it, because the brand new leader of her armies took one look at Count Arendae and informed him his services were not welcome.
Rene winces just thinking about it, the slight and all it implied. Though looking at him now, she understands why a military commander decided against dragging him on a campaign to retake the lost city of Drezen. The young noble hardly seems like the kind of man who would stand mud up his trousers or sleeping on hard ground for weeks at a time. The embarrassment of the rejection might not sting so much when the kind of job he was turned down for was trying to fend off the encroaching demon scourge.
But it might also be why he's building this fuck-you mansion to begin with--it would be a way to distract from the recent shame by pointing attention to some new outrageous thing, and also make it clear that the social stumble was not something that bothers Count Arendae one bit.
And a second one, mainly because i like this one a lot but it feels too short to put on its own:
"That was the most haunted man I've ever met in my life."
Isore gives her a placid stare. "I found him rather irreverent, personally."
Rene snorts. "Come off it, you know what I meant. That man's got a ghost, or a curse, or both. You could feel its fingers on your neck."
"And it likely will not kill him until after we are finished building his ridiculous house. Let it go, Passerene. He is not our concern."
Isore always had the final say on such things, but then he usually is the one who points them out. "Isn't it strange though? Aren't you the least bit curious?"
💤 SLEEPING SIGN — is your oc a light sleeper or a heavy sleeper? how are their sleeping habits?
Sophus is a mixed sleeper, sleeping more soundly with those he trusts than with sleeping with strangers. He's a terrible sleeper when he first arrived on Faerun… when he was able to sleep. He was barely in the city for a day before his misfortune of being kidnapped. There's a strange forbidding beauty about the stars above him, as if they'll either fall to the ground or he'll be swept into the sky.
💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?
In her 'regular' canon, Kadira finds that Daeran Arendae becomes so incredibly important to her, his well being becoming more important to her as the crusade goes on. In regular canon, he's the only thing that makes her pause in sacrificing herself to close the Worldwound. In Golden Shell, Lann also becomes incredibly important to her, though believing both her lovers can take care of each other. It's not lack of love, but knowing they have each other that almost urges her forward to her death.
🍰 SHORTCAKE — what is/are your oc's favorite sweet(s)/dessert(s)?
Lulu loves Canaule, a laminated dough pastry like a croissant, with caramelized crust and sometimes smothered with berries. Her mother was a excellent baker and she's really not found a bakery that compares to it on the sword cost… not that Lulu doesn't mind trying, of course.
cold, for your lark and cow🥰 if this word works for them? 💕
AAAHHH thank you Arrow, this is a great one! A motif even! One close to my heart ❤️ From this ask game
Mendev is a chilly place, especially for somebody who hasn’t got much, and especially for a skinny tiefling with a furless tail that leaks body heat. His whole life Woljif’s dreamt of heading south to gentler climes.
And then he comes across this golden Andoren with a warm smile and colorful clothes and it’s like a little ray of sunshine from the Inner Sea, and he starts getting all these ideas about maybe finding a “business partner” he can set up with down south, and before you know it there’s like a new sun in his sky. It’s hard for him to admit it to himself, but those kind of dreams do keep him warm at night.
Then when he finally works up the gumption to declare his crush and discovers against all hope it’s actually reciprocated, the sensation from that first embrace is just warmth. It’s acceptance, trust, hope, all these cozy things he’s never been allowed to have.
Not to mention when he almost gets hypothermia in Chilly Creek and miraculously, instead of being told to shut up and quit complaining, he’s welcomed in and fussed over and hugged until he’s back to his normal shade of blue.
It’s like he’s so used to having the door slammed in his face that the feeling of being let in, that it’s ok to be him, is like coming in out of the cold.