Arvalin looked a little shy, but composed enough. “Wow.. alright. Well, it isn’t something I think about a lot. But.. mm.. there are plenty of attractive people about, of course. And if I were with someone.. then that would be appropriate..” He cleared his throat. “Given the right person.. and there’s plenty of attractive things to wear. Or.. not.. wear. At the right time and place and all that..”

Traejan chuckled. “I like beautiful things. That’s known. Everyone knows my reputation..” He looked quite proud of himself. “But more specifically, I buy Vittani beautiful dresses knowing they’ll only be worn once. Or sometimes we’ll play a little game only the two of us know about.. likely at the most inappropriate times..” He tapped a finger against his temple, implying that was something they could share purely through their 'link’. “It’s very effective.”

Tahlran looked unused to having these kinds of questions posed to him, but settled soon enough. “Mm.. well.. who I’m with now? Tends not to wear shirts very often. And you might think after awhile you’d get desensitised to that sort of things but.. no. No, it still manages to be appealing, especially during training or sparring or working or.. just about anything that allows a person to show off what they have. And sometimes I can get very caught up in my work..” He smiled. “... But I can be convinced to save it for later..”

Full Name: Arvalin RedmornGender and Sexuality: Male/BisexualPronouns: He/HimEthnicity/Species: Sin’doreiBirthplace and Birthdate: Eversong Woods, 24 February ... 135 years ago because lol screw the Warcraft calendar for realsies.

And now doubling up on the rest for your pleasure (see: there’s canon!Arvalin and AU!Arvalin so here’s both and such..

Guilty Pleasures: Canon!Arvalin is a pretty simple guy with simple pleasures and really enjoys rare occasions of sleeping in and when he gets invited to family dinners. Technically he is family, though quite distantly, but being invited to sit with the family and be served as a guest rather than the one doing the serving is a nice change of pace.Phobias: Horrible engineering accidents (he learned all the gory details from Traejan, of course).What They Would Be Famous For: Coming up with new and different recipes. He takes pride in his ability to cook all the things.What They Would Get Arrested For: Arvalin is a fine, upstanding citizen of course! (He would only be guilty by association, should that day ever come)OC You Ship Them With: He doesn’t get out much, so he doesn’t meet very many people. I wouldn’t say I ship him with Rosefica, but he definitely has a crush. A very debilitating crush.OC Most Likely To Murder Them: I doubt anyone would.. in seriousness? He’s a nice guy! :3Favorite Movie/Book Genre: Adventure/War Stories. He hates fighting in them and the reality of them but he enjoys a good story where there is honour and chivalry and heroes and everything has a happy ending.Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: Characters who fake their death and come back at the end inexplicably.Talents and/or Powers: Excellent cook, part-time nanny, average Light-based healerWhy Someone Might Love Them: Kind, generous nature. Considerate of others and willing to put himself out to help others or defend them.Why Someone Might Hate Them: Appears weak because he so often will defer to others, which can be annoying to some. Others might just dislike him by association, given who he works for/is related to.How They Change: Arvalin’s been able to actually grow into a stronger person who is more sure of himself. He used to be really unsure of things, especially before he started his current job, but since he has been in charge of the managing of one half of an entire household he has learned to trust his own judgment and ability to have others work under him as he delegates tasks with confidence. Being able to help take care of the children as well has helped him simply because he’s happier since he quite enjoys it and since he figures he’ll never have children of his own he feels like he can still enjoy the family experience.Why You Love Them: He’s quite different than most of my characters. Let’s be real, I play a lot of douchey assholes so to play a nice guy is different for me eheheh. He’s a nice, fluffy ray of sunshine in the midst of all that and helps add to a scene.

And so for AU!Arvalin..

Arvalin Angaelion. He’s Feanor’s mate.

Traejan: “I didn’t used to. I always thought that was a silly notion and something reserved for fictional romances. But of course in those days I wasn’t looking for anything to last forever either. It was lucky if it would last the week. Even when things became more long term I never had any intentions of marrying or really talking in terms of forever, whatever forever constitutes. But things changed and If there was ever a time to believe that it would be right now.”

Arvalin: “I like to think that’s possible if you meet the right person. And by that I don’t mean that like there’s only one right person for any of us. That’s a lovely idea if you’re actually with someone and everything feels perfect but if you’re on your own there is really no idea more depressing than that. One person? It’s like being asked to find a needle in a stack of needles. But I think if you meet one of several people that would be right to spend your life with you could definitely live happily ever after, sure.”

"I remember the first time we ever got to go to the beach. We lived in the City and my parents were very busy so time for things like that was really pretty rare. It was a very pretty day and warm. Good thing too because the currents coming down from the north made the water pretty cold. We had a picnic and we built things in the sand and I remember my sister kept complaining that her food was gritty. My sister complained a lot at that age. I miss those times. I can go to the beach and anywhere else now but I miss when we felt like the City gates were the edge of our world and everything was brand new and amazing. We felt closer then."

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Lord Lightrend’s behaviour of late had surprised Arvalin, who had never anticipated the man would show any regard for what had happened at all. With unexpected generosity Traejan had given Arvalin a gift of his own time, without the burden of work or his noble problems to trouble him. Some might have said that ought to be a given but anyone that knew his lord and understood how much he relied on his assistant would realize the significance of such a gesture.

 He had changed the flowers at Rosearnica’s grave earlier that day, apologizing for the fact that he had brought her roses. It felt so terribly cliche. You should have picked up a book on the language of flowers, Arvalin, he thought. He might have found something more exotic.

 But sometimes simple and traditional could be nice. And the meaning was there, that’s all that really mattered.

 He went to Little Fish and ordered the salad they so often shared. He sat at their same table, on his same side that faced the door. When they brought his meal out the waitress gave him a sad smile and refused to charge him. He ate with his fork in his right hand as always, the left sitting palm upturned on the table. A few times he thought he felt the brush of fingers against his skin but knew he must have been imagining things.

 On the walk home he thought he felt a touch on his shoulder and it reminded him of the times she would lean her head against him.

 In his room at one point it felt like a warm breath against his forehead, disturbing the stray hairs that fell into his eyes and he could only think of her attempts to get his hair into some sort of manageable state.