#rookweek25

ROOK WEEK 2025 ✧ ismeria mercar design commission by @alamangoes 🥭

Join us in a week dedicated to celebrating Rook!

How it works: Post any form of human-created fanwork (art, writing, gifsets, digital photography, mods, etc.) that celebrates Rook (or any DATV OC) on tumblr. Tag us, @rookappreciationweek, and we'll reblog your work here!

About the prompts: Prompts are optional and non-binding! You can create for any Rook on any day, and interpret the prompts however you wish. You can also ignore them entirely, if you prefer!

‼️This is a Veilguard positive event - please refrain from posting Veilguard critical content as submissions. ‼️The use of generative AI in any form is prohibited for this event.

Check out our FAQs here, or shoot us an ask if you have questions! You can find a text-based list of the prompts below the cut - we look forward to seeing what you create 💜

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Rook Appreciation Week, Day 1: Rin de Riva

I adore Rin and his attitude and complicated family. I love what we've gotten to see of his story, the fun and the dramatic, and feel like I can learn so much from @necromosss's comics!

Aster would try to encourage younger Crows but I suspect that it wouldn't totally land with Rin, haha. And yes I'm inserting paper cups into Thedas for this idc lol

Rook Appreciation Week, Day One: Calico Aldwir

Calico belongs to @loustica-lucia 🧡

What a fun design!! Honestly I don’t know many people who made veil jumpers but to see one with such a beautiful aesthetic and a dwarf??? Queen shit!!

♜ Kostas "Rook" Ingellvar + Necropolis

Cara's Lucha Retreat open for business! This is a little blurp in preparation of what I hope to finish for the tourney day of @rookfest (No promises, but I'll try to finish it no matter how long it will take me) This setup-scene features all the Rooks that I have "luchafied" so far, so their wrestling persona will put to work at least once: Giovanna de Riva @handsignals Sancha de Riva @casa-dei-corvei Ember Mercar @rooks-dagger Saadrah Mercar @kogarashi-art Zea de Riva @elishnord Rukhana Ingellvar @curiouswisp Gladius Mercar @jenn2d2 Zael de Riva @vishantikaffar Xiqaa Laidir @genjyoandgojyoandhakkai Amara de Riva @chaosherald Alana de Riva @therivercrow Hiro Laidir & Turvi Laidir @zennihilation @davrinsleftpectoral Ghilasara Thorne @flowersforthemachines Zalan de Riva @blackwall-my-tiny-husband

Of course if any new applicants swoop into my askbox until this upcoming piece is written, I'll add them to the Cara's Lucha Retreat Team (It shall be known as the CLR from now on.)

For now: Have fun reading and all you guys mentioned: feel free to shoot me your ideas to incorporate into the story so it will become more of a collab. PS: This is some raw, mostly unedited writing so bear with me on this front.

“Everyone here?” Cara asked, while she lifted herself up, nodded towards Sam to follow her and eventually came to stand in front of a colorful assortment of Rooks sitting all around the training ring of the Lucha Retreat. None of them was in ring gear or working their wrestle persona, instead they all wore comfy training attire. Cara looked around. Turvi, Hiro and Xiqaa were blissfully munching on something they had brought in from one of the food stands that had magically popped up all around the lighthouse. Rukhana, Ghilasara and Saadrah sat next to each other, waiting for what was about to come from this extracurricular meeting for the core luchadores from the Retreat.

Giovanna was all flirty eyes and giggles with Gladius, who was totally enjoying the attention from the cute but firey de Riva. Zael, Ember and Alana somewhere in the rear of the gym but all three quiet and attentive. Leaving a few seats space, but equally quiet, even having a notebook ready to jot down anything of importance was Zea sitting with anticipation lighting up her face. And finally, somewhere in the middle of the space, wearing cute matching training gear : Amara and Sancha.

Cara clapped her hands twice to get everybody’s attention, but it did not work until Sam eventually put two fingers in his mouth to let out a shrieking whistle that made everyone jump.

“Thank you!” He grinned. “Now that we have your attention, I hope you’ll be just as excited as Cara and I are.” “You gotta tell, so we can say…” Turvi, of course.

“I would, if you’d just shut up and pay attention for ten seconds…” Cara shot back with a smirk. Before she could resume, another person entered the room, balancing a steaming mug and some flaky pastry. "Zalan, what an honor to be finally graced by your presence. Once we're done here, you'll go run five laps around the lighthouse grounds for being late!" She usually was not that strict, but she knew from her Crow training with the hatchlings, that sometimes hard but doable punishments would implement better discipline in the future. And what worked for kids, surely would work for those two. Zalan made the hint of a face but accepted his faith. Finally, everyone had fallen silent, so Cara could eventually continue. “We are in for a huge fight.”

Excited murmurs all around and they had to wait another moment until everybody was back to listen. “Has anyone heard of a Royal Rumble, yet?” Sam asked, looking around in anticipation. A few headshakes, a few hesitant nods but only Ghilasara felt confident to actually reply.

“It takes 30 wrestlers to do a Royal Rumble. We are…” she craned her head, counting. “Fifteen. Fifteen Rook… ies.” The pun was acknowledged by a wave of cheers and hollers from everyone. Ghila rolled her eyes, but Cara could see, she still was kind of satisfied having drawn a good reaction from her fellow fighters.

“Seventeen, to be precise. Sam and I are with you in this.”

“Great, things look so much brighter already…” Rukhana sarcastically muttered, but with an amused grin that twitched the corners of her carefully painted lips.

Cara pulled out a little pile of parchments that she had hidden, stuffed between her belt and her back. “Anyone interested in our opponents?” she playfully waved with the lists before she handed them over to the three who sat closest to where she stood. A few moments later, each and every one of them was staring at the list and it was eerily silent all of a sudden.

“You’re kidding. They will kill us!” Giovanna’s voice was tiny and Gladius threw her a concerned look. “I hate to admit it, but little firecracker over there is not wrong.” Zael stated, gazing around in concern. “Those luchadore are almost all massive. In size and weight. How are we supposed to have at least a crack to win this?” “You are aware, that in a Battle Royal it’s every fighter for themselves, right?” Cara began to explain. “ It's no team fight. But hear me out. Temporal alliances are not against the rules and actually a well known tactic in this kind of matches. If we do it right, we can throw each and every one from that list over the top-rope and then just go on and do our thing, battling it out in-between ourselves.”

“Which undoubtedly you or Sam will win, due to your advantage of experience.” Ember challenged their two trainers and the others mumbled. Unrecognisable, but undoubtedly they agreed with the statement. It was too obvious an advantage, which Cara and Sam held over them in ring time and -experience. Sam shook his head. “This will be the honor to win for one of you. We’ll be there to help making you shine. And also… what’s wrong with you? Why so anxious? You all are experienced fighters in life and I won’t count out any of you to pull off the win. As long as we stick to the plan over the first half of the match.” Xiqaa lifted their hand, surprisingly earnest, obviously already in mental preparation mood: “But the order of entrance will be totally random, how can we plan for this? People will have gone, eliminated from the match, before every single one of us - or them - is even in the ring…” Cara nodded and shot Xi a look of respect. They had been so committed from the getgo and been piling up knowledge not only about other luchadores but also about rules, history and strategies of Antivan Wrestling. “You’re right, Xi. We’ll have to consider all the odds and have a plan for every possible order of entrance. And as soon the draw has been confirmed, we’ll focus on a strategy how to dismantle them.” “Sounds fun!” Hiro grinned.

“I always knew you have a strange idea of fun…” Sancha giggled. “But, yes! Let’s do this! Let’s smash some big names together!" “That’s the spirit!” Cara cheered. “Come on forward, fighters. Battle Cry!”