#ghawaine

[ghawainearcane]

😶 + Does Ghawaine have a shameful fantasy? Something he doesn't want to admit but really wants to do with his partner?

Ghawaine arched a brow at the rather invasive question before adopting an amused smirk.

"There is a great amount of excitement in mystery, do you not agree?" He chuckled and hooked his hands behind his back. "So a mystery this shall remain. After all, a gentleman never tells his secrets."

With a wink, the mage about faced and headed back up the street towards the library.

(Lol sorry friend anon. Some secrets can't be shared ;) )

[ghawainearcane]

"Aren’t you cold?"

Iseult slowly approaches him, a wool blanket in her hands.

@renardsnoir

Ghawaine blinked up from his gardening, a smear of soil streaked across the bridge of his nose and more still along his forehead where be had rubbed away sweat. The mage had not realized how late it had gotten, the sun already pulling back the last of its rays behind the mountain crest, washing the plateau in a curtain of dusk and shadow. Dusting his hands off on his jeans the mage stood, offering a small smile Iseults way.

"I was not aware how late it had gotten, My Mouse. I apologize." Ghawaine glanced to the blanket in her arms. He wasn't cold. In truth he didn't really get cold, maintaining small spells to regulate his body temperature in different conditions whenever he was not in a deep sleep. Even now he was quite comfortable while only wearing a simple t-shirt and his work jeans. However, who was he to turn down an opportunity to enjoy the evening with Iseult under a blanket.

For that he could feign being chilly. Setting his trowel to the side and wiping his hands on the rag in his pocket, the mage climbed over the garden fence to join her. "I would not turn down a warm blanket with you, my love, and a view of the stars to share." He rumbled gently, offering her his arm.

Not for the first time, Ghawaine wondered how he had become so blessed.

@renardsnoir

[ghawainearcane]

❛Honorable? You joke, surely.❜

The mage tilted his head curiously at the remark, trying to ascertain if the man was joking in his own way in return, or truly serious. Of course the answer became clear relatively quickly and the mage settled in for what he was certain to be an enlightening discussion.

After all, one could learn from any situation if they knew where to look.

"Do you not believe in the concept of honor in ones choices?" Ghawaine asked bluntly, arching an eyebrow. "Or perhaps you have a differing view on what is honorable and what is not. I would be most interested to hear what actions you yourself consider honorable, and which you condemn" The mage spread his gloved hands before him. "That is, if you would be so kind as to indulge my curiosity."

@nixalegos

[ghawainearcane]

😖 Which is your least favorite chore to do around the house?

Dishes.

I enjoy cooking. I enjoy other's cooking. But I hate dishes. It's a necessary evil in the world of household chores, but also by far the most agitating. From food floaties and surprise steak knives, to thinking you're finally done only to run into a hidden stache of dirty dishes in a random part of the house, like the living room or the bedroom (primarily when you live with others or have people over.)

Dishwashers are great until someone doesn't rinse their dishes or scrape out leftover food, which leaves you washing the washer while trying to ignore the redundancy of the situation.

I swear the dirty cups are stalking me.

Thank you for the ask @unabashedrebel

[ghawainearcane]

"Ghawaine. I have to tell you about something important. It has nothing to do with my mother, but it is highly possible that you will change your mind about me." She's so nervous that she can't sit still. That's why she takes a hundred steps in front of him. "I just ask you to listen to me to the end, please..."

@renardsnoir

The mage watched her pace as he hung his jacket up by the door and removed his shoes. He had been a bit late returning from work, but not by more than ten minutes. So what brought on the hundred meter pace?

As she spoke he attempted to follow her, however efforts were given up in favor of catching her by the shoulders to draw her to a halt. "Iseult." Ghawaine rumbled gently, placing himself in front of her to prevent her from carving deeper pathways in the floor.

Meeting her gaze with his own he pressed his forehead to hers and whispered for her to breathe, relax. "You know you have my full attention, always. What do you need to tell me?" As always he held a sense of calm caution. There was very little Iseult could do that would turn him away from her, and so continued to simply show it whenever she thought he would disapprove of something of hers.

@renardsnoir

[ghawainearcane]

Because of the excitement and stress, Iseult woke up earlier than he did. She took advantage of this precious time to check that everything is good in the house before preparing a breakfast for him. But also before the arrival of her mother, it's the day! And she does not intend to spoil it.

It is therefore after having planned everything correctly that she comes to wake Ghawaine gently.

"Sweet heart? Ghawaine? It's time to wake up!" She gently shakes him as she continues to call him. "Ghawaine!"

As usual it didnt take much to wake the mage, dark eyes opening before her fingers touched upon his shoulder. "I am awake, My Mouse." Ghawaine rumbled, easing into a much needed stretch before rolling out of bed and cracking his back. He couldn't help but smile at the mild nervousness Iseult did her best to contain. It was a big day, one both of them had been mentally preparing for and even then, neither knew what to expect out of it all.

"It will be alright, Iseult." He reassured her as he got up, kissing her cheek before starting to get dressed. As usual, he chose a black suit. Finely tailored and sturdy, while also customized for his particular professional choice. Even today in the safety of Iseults home, he still equipped himself as if he was going to work. It never hurt to be prepared, and old habits brought a certain level of comfort as well.

"How can I help in preparations?" The mage asked, adjusting his sleeves before turning to face Iseult, smiling softly. "I am at your service, My Heart."

@renardsnoir

[ghawainearcane]

Today is a special day, partly because she managed to get out of bed without waking Ghawaine. But above all she succeeded in finishing the surprise she was preparing for him, it's two victories for one!

She is so anxious to see his reaction, Iseult puts the last croquettes in the plate before adding it on the tray with the other dishes. She doesn't forget to add the little gift she prepared for him.

Iseult makes a last check before going back up to bring it to him. Once in the room, she puts the tray on the table before coming to wake him up gently.

"Ghawaine, my cat. Wake up... "

The mage did many things with a modicum of poise, from cleaning, casting down to even bathing. However sleeping? That was another story. While he often slept incredibly light out of a necessity for safety, there was a limit to how often he could do such.

Last night had driven him to his limits. While pleasurable, by the time Iseult and Ghawaine had closed their eyes, the mage was gone. Even as Iseult rolled out of bed, accidentally stealing part of the blankets to reveal the mages bare backside, he remained unconcious, only a small grunt of reaction before he returned to snoring face first within his pillow.

Iseults gentle attempts to pull him back to the waking world were at first not enough, the mage grumbling something in his sleep and draping his arm over the edge of the bed. Several minutes of continued attention, however, did manage to finally wake him, forcing him to slowly roll to his back and up onto his elbows with a soft groan.

"I'm up..." he chuffed, rubbing his face before ruffling a hand through his hair. "I'm up..." the mage rumbled again, squinting through bed tossed hair and a lance of sunlight determined to sear through his skull. Spotting the tray of food he blinked, rubbing his eyes again before looking up to Iseult with a curious expression.

"My Mouse..." he tilted his head, gaze shifting from her to the breakfast tray. "I... have overslept? Are we expecting guests?" Why was there a tray of fancy food in their room? Did Iseult have dignitaries coming? Or perhaps already here and here he was still in bed when he should have been up, dressed and helping.

"I'll hurry and get ready--"

@renardsnoir

[ghawainearcane]

[ I don't think I know much about your character but I feel like I see the name pretty regularly! What are 3 big facts about Ghawaine that you can tell us that most people tend to forget or overlook? ]

That is actually a very good question! Be prepared as it will be returned in kind as like yourself with Ghawaine, I see your character popping up frequently.

As for Ghawaine, one major thing over looked is his lack of emotion. He's not really known for emotional displays beyond a curious expression, a raised eyebrow, or the ghost of a smile or frown. Maintaining control over his emotions is essential in his line of work and in his mind, essential in life. 'Keep them guessing.' Could be one of his mottos if he had them.

I suppose the second big thing overlooked is that he is not a nobleman. He presents himself as very proper but if one were to pay attention to little things, like his food choices and even activities he finds entertaining (beyond studying new things) he's surprisingly rustic and not as stuck up as many like to present him. He's simply a no nonsense man that likes suits.

I suppose lastly would be his honesty. He has never told a lie and never will. He doesn't always give all information asked for and does dance around things, but nothing said is ever false or even hinted at being so. A lot of characters seem to have difficulty reading between the lines.

I hope that offers some interesting information and perhaps one day Ghawaine can have the pleasure of meeting your rather industrious goblin.

@frostahesmegabite