#burningarrcws

How am I doing with my character?

Tell me in the askbox, and I’ll publish it without comment with comment because I do what I want.  

|| That thread gives me so many feels too. I’m glad that I’m doing my job of fathering characters properly, though that’s entirely not what I had planned in the beginning... the thing just happened and now I cry a lot. I actually have some plans for the future, too.

                    ❝ So, Lelaros, ❞ he begins before even taking a seat next to him, ❝ I don’t want to get this wrong so I’m just going to ask. ❞ Is it signature BRAZENNESS or intoxication that sets his tongue wagging with such eagerness? Maybe the answer will come to him ( alongside a dose of regret ) come the next morn. ❝ You go by ‘him’ and ‘he’, right? ❞

merryn and ros would be a powerhouse tbh rifp

screams softly bc you’re so fucking right i die

like....ros is the face. he’s the slick charm and clever manipulation that keeps their coffers full and their reputation spotless, that makes sure their allies are pleased and their enemies are unsettled--the one who makes sure they have allies in the first place. people know he isn’t harmless (nobody’s harmless, especially not someone like him) but next to merryn, they can almost let themselves pretend he’s not the one they have to worry about. he’s even more dangerous when he’s being underestimated, and he knows how to use that to his advantage.

because merryn is the hand that holds the knife. they’re the conductor in the pit, keeping the orchestra playing music that ros dances to so beautifully. they make sure people and equipment and supplies are where they need to be, make sure no report goes unread, no information overlooked. it’s a toss-up on any given day whether their hands will be stained with ink or blood, and some days (a lot of days) it’s both, because they can delegate work until tevinter takes over again but at the end of the day, some things have to be seen to personally.