#redren

(Redren x Zevran Arainai)

The Mage-Warden is a perplexing thing. He seems to long for Zevran's affection, and yet he runs from it as soon as Zevran offers it. After an unexpectedly ill-fated kiss, Zevran resolves to take matters, and himself, into his own hands.

Day Seven: Favorite Features

Rating: Explicit

(Zevran Arainai x Redren)

Finally, after two months away in Antiva, Zevran has returned to Ferelden. Of course, he feels the need to arrive by way of Redren’s window. And what better way is there to confirm that your lover is truly there, in the flesh, than by opening said flesh up? At least a little.

Rating: Explicit

(Alistair Theirin & Redren)

For years, they have been nothing more than the King and the Hero of Ferelden to one another, relying on icy politeness and stiff letters whenever they were forced to exchange words. But now, with the Kirkwall Rebellion sending waves of chaos and rumors across Ferelden, Alistair knows that he has to get the truth out of Redren before his people start gathering the torches.

(Zevran Arainai x Redren)

The Antivan Crows are trained to make use of any tool they can get their hands on. Zevran was no exception, and he has always fancied himself a quick learner. It isn’t until years later, sitting around a campfire, that he learns the reason why that little vial of blood was such a perfect death sentence.

(Redren & Jowan & Lily)

Soon, another birthday trapped inside the walls of the Circle will come and go. Redren has always done his best not to think about the date, just like he tries not to think about the obsessive Templar breathing down his neck. That is, of course, until Jowan finds out that his best and only friend is turning sixteen. Something has to be done.

With less than an hour to go until Saturday, I feel obliged to engage in the little buzzer-beater that local birthday girl, @fiberpunk027, tagged me in! Not tagging anyone, but I am encouraging everyone to go check out the new fic by my good friend, @queenofangrymoths, A Dwarfy Send Off. Go give her some love!

Anyway, here's a snippet of a new fic I'm writing from my ever-growing pile of things that could, conceivably, be an Inktober prompt! It was tough to only get five-ish sentences, but here we go!

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He clutched the scroll tighter in his hands. The local banns, arls, and teryns had worked themselves up into a frenzy, listening to every zealot in their lands who claimed to have seen mages sneaking across their fields at night, heading in whatever direction faced Vigil’s Keep. It was nothing but hearsay, but Alistair would be damned if he sent some Reverend Mother or Knight-Commander to go interrogate Redren. 

(Alistair & Redren)

Alistair really wants to get to know his fellow Warden. Redren wishes to remain a mystery. After a bit of pestering, Alistair gets the mage to talk about his life roaming the Wilds after escaping from the Circle.