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Crow Rook: Brilliant. This man's entire career is death. You think he's put off by a few measly assassinations? Please. Those nobles deserve it. You know it, he knows it, and he supports you completely.

Grey Warden Rook: Beautiful. Angsty. Cursed. Both of your lifespans are short, but he'll be damned if he doesn't find a cure—or else love you with everything he has before your final Calling.

Shadow Dragon Rook: You have no idea how much he admires you, how devoted he is—the same way you are to people in need. Fighting against slavery, oppression, and Tevinter's general bullshit? That's a cause he's proud to fight alongside.

Veil Jumper Rook: This man is literally a Fade Expert. Do you have any idea how excited he is to speak to you? To travel with you? To hear of your journeys beyond the Veil? Have you met his son? He's a spirit. You'll love him.

Lords of Fortune Rook: As a boy, he read about your adventures and dreamed of plundering tombs. He's sheltered, but eager to learn. To sail seas, soar skies, and tread untamed shores. The novels he'd write of your exploits would be extraordinary, always crediting you as his captain.

Gender: Ha! As if it matters. He knows what he's doing, and he's very much into it. He'll show you pleasures you never dreamed possible, whether you're inexperienced or seasoned like a cast-iron skillet.

Human Rook: Delicious. No one's more familiar with the finer points of human anatomy. He'll worship your body like ambrosia, each taste savoured, each drop adored.

Dalish Elf Rook: He's fascinated by your culture and honoured whenever you choose to share it. To him, every story, every tradition you reveal is a gift he treasures as dearly as your heart.

City Elf Rook: You are so deeply wanted, and he'll make sure you know it. In his arms, you're not a burden or a shadow, but cherished beyond measure, seen for all the beauty Thedas has long denied you.

Dwarf Rook: Delightful. Your love always reminds him that the best things in life often come in the smallest packages. He may be impossibly tall, but he'll always bend down for kisses... and more.

Qunari Rook: Perfection. 10/10. No notes. Sweep that 6'4" man off his feet and carry him to bed, bridal-style. He loves it. Make him feel pampered and safe.

AU Rook: He'll take you in any timeline, any scenario. You're the one constant in his life, spanning across all realities, your love for each other everlasting.

Non-Rook OC: You don't need to fit into a box. Not to please him. Whoever you are, wherever you're from, whatever your story, you've won his heart.

Mage Rook: Two nerdy peas in a pod, that's what you are. The mages of the ages. You study together, cast together, train together. Whatever it is, you do it together, basking in each other's magnificence.

Non-Mage Rook: You may not be a mage, but you make the relationship magical simply by being you. He doesn't care if you can't cast a spell; all he cares about is having you by his side.

Younger Rook: Scandalous! He shouldn't fall for you, he knows that... but Maker, he can't help himself. You're stunning. Everything he's ever needed and more. Propriety be damned, he chooses you.

Older Rook: Yes, yes, yes! Age-appropriate and adorable. Break the tired stereotype that romance ends at thirty. Show him he's still desirable, and be desired right back. You both deserve it.

Pro-Necromancy Rook: You might as well ravish him right there on the Necropolis floor. He'd let you.

Anti-Necromancy Rook: That doesn't bother him. He is, after all, extremely accepting. A man of class. A connoisseur of seduction. If you let him corrupt you, he will—gently.

Lyrics are from The Calling by the Amazing Devil

Found this ref and couldn't NOT paint Harding