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[storybookhawke]

Nevarra never got a custom bed, unlike Tevinter, Antiva, Orlais, Ferelden... An example being this bed from Johanna's estate...

And, no joke, it's just the Antivan bed with a skull/skeletons thrown onto it. It's not even a separate model. They just strategically placed statues to hide the big ass crow and assassins on the bedframe.

Here's the Antivan bed for comparison.

And here are the objects they just threw onto the bed.

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Shadow dragon week free day: Ashur & Tarquin

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Chapter four

Masterlist - Last - Next

Quick summery: The 4 heros of the land get yanked into the fade with the people they have strong connections to and they all must deal with fade fuckery bringing them through different parts of each others minds and memories.

Lucanis' instincts was the only thing that saved him from his throat being cut open- well that and Spite. The demon was quick to get their body moved out of the way of the blade that grazed the side of his neck even with the quick move.

His own blade came out quick and ready to kill but Spite yanked him back, wings sending him back a few inches with the force he put behind it. "Spite-" he tried to complain but his demon cut him off

"Rook!" he snapped in his head and Lucanis focused on his attacker.

It... It was Rook. Kinda. Song De Riva stood before him, twitching her knife and getting her feet into position before she was coming at him again. Spites wings took them up into the air away from her knife and Lucanis had to let his mind work quickly to figure out what was going on.

Her hair was black, not the bright blue he was used to, but her mismatched eyes and the scar across her forehead were all to familiar to him. "Rook stop it" he said, surprised as he had to doge a ice shot that she aimed for him. "What is going on with you?" he said, swooping down to try and grab her knife but she dodged his hands and tried to slash up for his face, only for Spites wings to shove her back hard enough to land her on her back. "Spite is she possessed?" he asked, quick to kick her knife far away from her and then hold his hands up to try and show her he was no threat.

"No" Spite said, and the demon actually sounded worried about what could be doing on.

"Spite demon" Rook said as she got quickly back to her feet and pulled out a new knife from somewhere in her clothes. That's right. He was still dealing with a fellow Assassin who had been trained by Viago himself and-

"Oh no" Lucanis said, touching where the knife had knicked earlier and her smirk told him what he needed to know on that. Thankfully, he knew what the poison most likely was because he knew Rook so well and he reached into his pocket for an antidote. He was quick to down it, his eyes narrowing at the girl before him. "lets not do that again yes?" he said, seeing the way she scowled at him and really took him in now.

"What house are you?" she asked, and Lucanis couldn't help but feel just a bit offended at that.

"Dellemorte. Do you not recognize me?" he said, shocked by that. "Rook-"

"Who the hell is ROOK? That poison shouldn't have made you mix up who I am" Song said, rolling her eyes some as she slowly tucked away her blade. "Contract?"

"No. We were both kidnapped and thrown into the fade by the looks of things" Lucanis said, taking in the area around them. He was familiar enough with the Fade now because of Spite.

"And your demon?" she challanged

"We are contracted together. He's not a threat" Lucanis assured, sighing "you really don't recognize me? At all?" he asked, wondering what the hell made her forget who he was.

"No? Sorry. I don't know anyone from the Dellamorte family. Viago would rather I didn't embarrass him" she said, shrugging. Yeah that sounded like Viago. "Who's Rook?"

"You" Spites voice came out firmly and Lucanis waved him away

"You are. Technically. But... you are older when I know you. So I am wondering what kinda spell is going on. Damned mages" he grumbled the last part- after all, the love of his life was a mage even if she currently didn't remember him. "But we will figure it out. Temporary alliance?" he asked, holding his hand out

She eyed his hand then reached out to shake his, nodding some. "sure. I cant really tell he head family no" she pointed out before she looked around curiously. Little spirits of curiosity were coming out to peek at her the way they always did whenever they visited Emmrich. "Guess we start by wondering huh?" she said, already beginning to walk.

"Rook?" Spite asked and Lucanis sighed

"Shes in there somewhere Spite.... we will get her back. I promise."

[payasaderodeo]

davrook 4 fren. or, davmir if u will @sleepysak

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🎲 - Lucanis?

34. A kiss after a bite

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"mierda!" Lucanis cursed, pulling back his hand quickly from Assan's beak.

"Assan no!" Davrin scolded as he came rushing over. "Are you alright?" He asked the assassin, worry written across his face.

"yes, I just wasn't paying attention to how close my fingers were with that treat." Lucanis sighed, turning his hand to look at the bite mark

"let me see" Davrin said, taking his hand and bringing it up to place his lips to the reding skin. "There. Kiss to make it better" the elf said with a flirtatious smile that had the assassin's olive skin burning some.

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Rook week 2026: Nightmare

Warnings: Angst.

Ship: Rook & Lucanis

The cold sweat Rook woke up in was not unfamiliar anymore. After everything that had happened to her and her team because of the elven Gods, she tended to wake up from nightmares a few nights a week. She looked over at Lucanis who was already awake from her movements but letting his eyes stay closed so she could have a moment to collect herself- something she was thankful for. His respect to her in these moments were never missed.

"Harding!" The name caught in her throat as she tried to get to her before she feel into the pit. "No! Harding!"

Her feet felt like they were coated in concrete as she pushed harder to move. She could hear the others calling at her and at Harding but she couldn't stop.

No. No not again not like Varric. Not again. Please.

The silk sheets felt to cold on her skin as she pulled her knees up to her chest, forehead resting on top of them and her shoulders shaking against her best control.

"Rook?" Lucanis' sleep thick voice said in the darkness, his hand coming up to rub at her arm. "Rook" This time his tone was sad, the bed shifting as he sat up and fully pulled her into his side, lips pressed to her head. After a few moments of silence, a soft purple glow came out and Rook let out a wet laugh as Spites wings wrapped around them both.

"I'm okay" Rook said, shifting some so she was sitting criss cross, her hands wiping at tears that wouldn't stop. "I just cant- I keep seeing-" she hick uped and both arms and wings wrapped tighter around her. "I keep seeing her fall" she finally got out, making the dam brake and her tears fall freely.

"Its not your FAULT" Lucanis said, tsking when Rook snorted and opened her mouth to try and argue with him. "No. Listen. Harding was VERY aware of what we were walking into. All of them were. Not a single member of that team walked into that without knowing what could happen. All of us were aware we could die. You were just put in the position of putting the pieces on the bored where you felt they would fit best.... Harding was the best choice to run the extra crew. She was the other person that Varric picked to join him on that hunt for Solas. She was apart of this from the start just like you. She deserved to be a leader as well." he said, cupping her face, warm fingers wiping away tears "You will never stop feeling her loss anymore then you will ever stop feeling the loss of Varric. But that means she meant something to you. " he promised, lips pressing to her forehead. "Our nightmares will always haunt us.... but please remember when you wake up, she would never hold it against you."

"I don't think Taash will ever fully forgive me" Rook muttered, leaning into the Talon, her hands coming up to rest on his chest. "They lost so much more then so many of us.... I hate it... I wish I could have done... SOMETHING...anything.... I wish" she felt her breathe catch again before she looked up to meet Lucanis gaze "I made so many choices that made so many changes to everyone's lives...."

"You changed all our lives. I agree" he soothed, hand brushing her hair back from her sweat sticky skin. "You changed lives for the good as well. None of us, and I mean none of us, hold the choices you made against you Rook. You were in an impossible position. And we all put the weight of the world on you."

"Neve and Taash don't hold anything against me?" She challenged, completely unconvinced of that.

"Neve was just upset at the time because of everything that happened. It wasn't YOU she was really mad at. She understands. You saved your home and a place that had less protection, Rook. She dose NOT hold that against you." his logic was infuriatingly soothing. "Taash I don't talk to as much. But they send you things and updates and they come to visit when they can. So I don't think they are upset with you either. Just mourning the ones they lost. And that's okay."

"You know its really annoying when you are the voice of reason right?" Rook muttered, letting out a shaky sigh before she adjusted how she was sitting so she was fully leaning into him.

"well, someone else has to sometimes right?" he teased, taking her hand and brought it up to kiss her knuckles as Spites wing brushed along her leg. "Me and Spite are right here for you when you wake up like that alright?"

"Thank you" Rook whispered, head leaning against his chest and her eyes getting heavy.

The nightmares would still come.... but she knew she was somewhere safe when she woke up as long as he was there.

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My Rooks

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