#druvel

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Fluff with Druvel? Anything you would like or feel like writing. Take care of yourself!

Okay this took a while and I’m sorry about that but uhhh have some content.

Brushing Druvel’s hair is a long and arduous task that takes about as long to convince him to let you do it as it does to actually complete the task. He always manages to worm his way into postponing it, whether there’s knots all through his hair, or if it’s just a little tousled, he seemingly has an excuse for every occasion. When you bring up the possibility of maybe cutting it, he always flat out refuses, no matter the logic you use to explain yourself.

This, is one such occasion.

“No. It’s my hair, darling, I can’t... I can’t allow anyone to touch it. Much.” Despite the smile on Druvel’s face, it is strained and blatantly false, a vicious edge to his voice that you’re unaccustomed to. And yet, there is a longing in his eyes, a lucidity that is surely masked on other occasions. Druvel wraps part of his long braid around his wrist, tugging firmly in an anxious habit that you’ve come to expect for such a conversation.

“But you love it when I brush your hair.” You counter, but Druvel looks conflicted, shifting in discomfort. He doesn’t quite look your way, more past your shoulder than anywhere else.

“I... do,” He says, but he sounds uncertain. You’re sensing a ‘but’ somewhere in there. “But... I just...”

You don’t expect it when Druvel draws you near, burying his face into the crook of your neck. It’s completely shocked you, completely stunned and confused you. Because this is new. Druvel sighs when you pat his head, a purr rumbling out from his chest.

“I’ll show you one day why I don’t want it cut. For now... please just don’t ask.” And though you can’t know for certain if Druvel really will tell you the full truth, for now you’re content to wait.

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will we be able to influence our RO's alignment? like turn a good one to evil or an evil one to good?

Potentially. Some have very set ways, while others may be more susceptible to manipulation depending on how you play it. Keller, for instance, is very true and steady in her convictions, while a character like Druvel is more likely to just pick alliances based on his likelihood of survival. Spotter’s loyalty, however, is undying, and so you can influence them much more easily than other characters.

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The meow meow ask actually made me wonder, when you say Druvel lived up to “Gentlepirate” at the time does that mean he’s a sad moral dumpster now? Also Arke & Severa being in the same tier is berry interesting eyesemoji

See, I'd even argue he was LESS poor little meow meow in his pirate days. Sure, that was his peak but he was more of a sinnamon roll back then rather than a meow meow.

See, now? He's still immoral (hello, works for a cult) but he's long past his peak.

There are *reasons* why Severa is there. Those reasons? Who knows...

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Can you tell us a little more about this Gentlepirate Era? 👀

Just so long as you don't ask Druvel about it. Seriously, he won't shut up.

Due to living for basically forever, Infernals have to find a lot to do with themselves. Some stay hidden forever until they die, others futilely try to make a better name for their people. Druvel? Now, Druvel committed himself to the life of crime.

Way back when, the two nations were only just discovering the sea, and unlike in modern days they were very interested in exploring it. What started as a joke name when he stowed away on a notorious pirate's ship became a joke on Druvel when she then found him, said that was his name now, and made him a part of her crew.

He despised the life at sea at first, but quickly grew to love it (and the various exploits he got up to). Because you will not really hear as much about that time due to the story being what it is I will give you the highlights.

Druvel actually took over for that Captain after she retired. It solved many problems for her like angry crew who now needed a new ship and Druvel needing to make a name for himself.

This didn't necessarily go down well with everyone but any who disagreed with her were told to leave or thrown overboard if they became more of a problem.

Though he was notorious he wasn't a cruel man. If he killed anyone it was because they attacked first and wouldn't surrender. Druvel did, indeed live up to his fake name at the time, though some would come to call him the "Demon of the Seas" because of his appearance.

This was, perhaps, his most prolific time of sucking and fucking as he had no qualms about spending personal time with either crew or stranger he met at port.

He has a secret stash of gold and jewels //somewhere// on a remote island but he won't tell you where

He knows... secrets about what might be across the sea :)

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💢 🍧 🚆 🌠 + Druvel & Lokeira

Here you go! The original post is this if some of you don't know what this is about!

Anger - What are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

Lokeira is immensely affectionate with close friends he has no romantic inclination towards. You’d be mistaken for assuming otherwise once, maybe twice, but he wouldn’t change this habit for the world; he’s just incredibly affectionate.

Druvel doesn’t pack dishes away properly. He just puts them all in a stack and puts them on the kitchen counter to grab when he’s hungry. Shaved Ice - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it? It may be a strange one but Lokeira still keeps hold of a chunk of hair he cut off before he left his home. It's all grown back now but the chunk is a reminder of where he came from, even if he can never go back. Druvel, however, doesn't have much from his childhood. He has a few hairbands, maybe an old bag that's long since lost its use, but the thing about being alive for 500 years is that eventually everything wears down. Perhaps the closest thing he has to a 'childhood' memento is a dagger his uncle gave him before he left home; it's not a very good one and he doesn't use it anymore because it's all but a flimsy toothpick now, but he does still keep it around. Train - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

Pull the lever, one life is better than five, even if he has to make the choice. - Lokeira

Pull the lever. If someone finds out he didn’t he might be beholden to *shivers* consequences. - Druvel

Shooting Star - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

To be anyone but him, currently. For everything to be simple, for him to understand himself better than he does and why he is the way he is. - Lokeira

To see his mother, even just one more time. To know that she died happy and proud of him. - Druvel

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"I remember when we first met" with Druvel if you don't mind:)

Okay, getting back into these after a little break. I don't know how but this turned angsty.

Druvel lounges lazily beside you on the towering wall that box the inhabitants of Terix in, equal parts prison and sanctuary that Rulers of old deemed necessary to weather the wrath of a vindictive world. Twenty meters above ground is a daunting prospect, one your partner for the evening seems to have no trouble with as he stretches out with a pleasant little groan.

"I finally remember when we first met, by the way," He says, apropos of nothing. Your gaze narrowing in on him, you give him a dubious stare. "Okay, okay, yes I was an asshole then, but I've changed since then, become a much better person." smile as slow as molasses curls his lips and his clawed hand jokingly squeezes your thigh.

"That isn't even remotely what I meant." You snort, shaking your head and giving him a gentle push, "You didn't even recognise me the second time, though to be fair I wasn't exactly expecting to find some mercenary I'd dealt with in a cult."

"Hey, I wasn't in the cult, I just worked for them. I'm personally not the biggest fan of the Gods but I'm not worshipping another one for it." Slapping his chest in mock-disdain, Druvel looks away with an overexaggerated huff. "I am sorry for it," He eventually says, "I don't think Infernal minds are made to last as long as we live. Perhaps before mortal blood got added to the mix we were like elves, but... one day my mind will go, even now the faces from my childhood are blurred."

Shoulders slumping, you don't speak as you watch his feet dangle over the edge. Here, Druvel looks alone. 500 years is a long time to live, and that's not even half his lifespan. Maybe demon blood is more a curse than anything else, but you don't tell him that.

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"You're over at my house to pick some of your stuff up, and as you load the last of your things into your car, you head back to my front door to say goodbye, and somehow... we wind up in bed" and druvel? 

That... is oddly fitting, all things considered.

You can't help but leer at the man standing bare on the other side of the bed, the blankets held tight against your fevered skin to keep him off despite just moments before welcoming him close. Druvel reaches for his clothing discarded on the floor, momentarily glancing back at you before focusing himself on getting dressed.

Barely a word has passed between you since you shoved the last box of Druvel's things into his arms at your door, little more than a few muttered cursed when you somehow ended up in bed with him all over again. Watching him now, the afternoon light drifting in and bathing his scarred back in warmth, you can't help but be reminded of just how much you loved him. And how much you grew to despise him. Though his touch may have lingered, he didn't even try to fix what was broken between you.

Disgust worms through your gut, at yourself, at him, at the situation, and a sigh heaves from your chest. Druvel finally looks at you with a crooked grin, sheepish, "I assume that means you want me to get out?" He's only just wrestled on his belt, fingers reaching more hastily for his shirt before you throw him out yourself. Unable to answer for lack of any words, you throw your covering aside and reach for your own clothing. Gods, you need a wash, if only to scrub off the scent of him.

You dress in silence, guilt buckling your spine as you continue to ignore Druvel regardless of what he says. It's petty, childish even, you made this decision together, and yet you can't bring yourself to speak to him. Departing at the door, you level him with a frown, "This can't happen again." You say as if you mean it.

"Sure." He replies as if he believes you, his smile falling with his shoulders. You don't hug when he leaves, your heart unable to bear even watching him go without shattering into a million tiny pieces. When the door closes, you curl up into a little ball and groan your irritation. Those final words you left him with play on repeat in your mind like some twisted tune, a lie met with a lie like you aren't drunk on him.

You grimace, and force yourself to your feet, ignoring the box left by the door when you fell into each other's arms.

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What kind of scars does Druvel have and how does he look in general I couldn’t find anything except that he’s infernal?

Copied straight from the description:

Druvel: Druvel is tall, and strong, though more graceful than a typical soldier. His black hair is tied into a long braid he wraps around his shoulders and his eyes are a very deep purple that almost appear black. Like all infernals, his mouth is full of razor-sharp teeth, retractable claws coloured black and a pair of horns that curl atop his head, though his resemble that of a ram. His tail drags behind him as he walks. He has many tattoos down his back and chest, often marked by scarring. Perhaps the most prominent is a jagged scar that is cuts across his jugular.

However, you can find the RO descriptions here.

Hope this helps :)