#datvg rook

[skelebellie]

the “and now, i die.” line from rook during weisshaupt is one of the funniest lines in the game because it represent how much they are that guy (tm) that just showed up. they know how ridiculous it is that their trying to fight an elven vape cloud god and it’s neo pet. they just are like “well fuck it, we ball”

[jb-nonsense]

In a fight They're lethal

Around each other they melt

[skelebellie]

i like to imagine mourn watch rook as someone generally pretty good natured. major purple rook vibes and knows when it’s time to lend a helping hand. you have to be in order to work with nevarra’s grieving families. sure, they might get a bit frustrated/angry at the usual inequalities of thedas, but nothing out of the ordinary.

and then the team gets to weisshaupt, and you can see their brows furrow as they argue with the first warden. thinking about all the lives lost because this bald egg of a man (foreshadowing) can’t temper his pride. the anger almost invisible until it breaks like a thin string and their jaw clenches. their patience vanishing into thin air.

“you know what, i tried.”

before they knock out the first warden into next week, evka giving them control over the situation. and rook moves like a well oiled machine. not a stumble in sight as they start planning counter maneuvers.

and all of a sudden the team remembers that the jovial funny bone guy has been fighting hordes of undead and necromatic uprisings in the darkness of nevarra. digging their way out of bone and decomposing tissue just to see the listless green flames of the mourn watch.

[skelebellie]

i’ve got some thoughts on mournwatcher!rook and solas (non sollavellan timeline). and their surprisingly positive considering the fact that if you put me and solas in a room he wouldn’t make it out without fatal injuries

but imagine a mournwatcher!rook who yes, asbolutely hates this mother fucker. i mean, their whole job is to protect the fade and keep shit from going awry. then this ancient elven bastard starts opening shit up and causing uprisings. you end up getting put on subattical handling something likely caused by his tomfoolery.

and you meet him, exchange some verbal jabs, bite your cheek at some insults. but a mournwatcher!rook would see, see the misery behind immortality, the long life held without being able to slow down enough to experience others lives at their pace. the whispers of spirits and mortals about this long spun tale about the “dead wolf”. i feel like a mourn watcher has atleast some empathy towards him.

solas: “i have lived a life far longer than yours, learned more than-“

rook: “it must have been lonely. was it? time is one of the only fickle things that aligns us all, but to be outside of it? elven gods may be one thing, but that is another affliction”

solas: “what do you mean?”

rook: “death takes us all, only fools believe they cannot be taken down by such an disease, god or not.”

solas: “and so? you think that i am not wise enough to recognize the sinister symptoms of mortality?”

rook: “no- not that. i just wonder if maybe sometimes if i am talking to solas, or the dread wolf’s eulogy passed through time.”

(sorry if this doesn’t make sense im shaking the bars of my enclosure)

[skelebellie]

young mournwatch!rook: dad i threw up

vorgoth: I WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE A FATHER

[skelebellie]

lukius rook ingellvar did not get along with solas at all at the beginning. they were so done with this bald man interfering with their life let alone now he was in their head?? they own the title “verbal jabbing”. yes- they know about the cole custody battle. varric talks to much after drinking.

[skelebellie]

“what did it cost you?”

“everything”

i could go on a podcast about lukius ingellvar. their narrative hurts me in way that is biblical in nature. overall, they are a spirit of duty, broken over the ancient fight against the evanuris, until they reform into a spirit of resilience. forced to take whatever is thrown their way. survival is not a choice, it is a requirement.

[jb-nonsense]

exercise sketch of my Rook, Ogden Thorne, doing some training.