#* ∙ ✰ ◞ 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙖 ✗ about/visage.

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Glimpses of the past: CHANGED - for Gavin

'CHANGED' for a glimpse into the past that represented a turning point in their life.

Oh no, i made it sad oops

this one was,,,GOOD but it hurt

i've tagged it under everyone's about tag since it relates to all of their story in some way

He was five summers old. He could hear his relatives calling for him, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered anymore. Papa was gone, and nobody could ever replace him.

Gavin curled in tighter on himself, the scraggly bush providing some cover, but those who knew him would likely still be able to follow his trail. He pressed his forehead to his knees, breath coming in sharp gasps. He wasn't sure how long he lay there in the dirt, moss and twigs pressing into his face. But eventually Garrett found him.

"You should come back. Auntie Gwyn says the baby might be coming early." Gavin cracked his eyes open. His brother was crouching beside him, holding the bush back with one hand.

"Baby's not supposed to be here for a fortnight," he frowned, his voice rough and raspy as he scrubbed at the dried tears on his cheeks. "Isn't that a bad thing?"

Garrett hauled him to his feet, the seven year old's scrawny shoulders set tightly and a grave look on his tear streaked face. "Yeah."

Normally Garrett would have tried to reassure him, and Gavin found he missed it terribly. For him to not even be trying to sugarcoat the situation, things must have been bad indeed. He reached out a sweaty hand and grasped tightly at Garrett's shirt, trailing beside him as they walked back to the house. The closer they got the louder the sounds became, and Gavin cringed into his brother's side. Garrett put his arm around him and drew him close. "Just ignore it," his voice was hollow as he led his younger brother around the group of wailing mourners and back into the house. "I've got him." Garrett raised hsi voice to be heard as the door closed with a creaking thud.

"Oh, thank blessed Mystra!" Auntie Gwyn looked fit to be tied, her hair mussed and her face nearly feral with worry as she descended on them in a bustle of skirts. "Let me see you, are you alright? Don't ever scare me like that again, young man!" She fussed over Gavin, looking at him, turning him this way and that to check for injury. "Gods, Gavin," Gwyn finally yanked him into a tight hug. "I thought I'd have to tell your mother the worst had happened," Gwyn's voice was hoarse with grief. "Promise me you'll not run off again." Gavin clutched her skirts tightly, pressing his face into her chest.

"I'm sorry," his voice cracked, and something deep and primal ached inside of him. "I'm sorry, I just... I didn't know what to do!" He howled, his tiny legs giving way beneath him. He was lucky Auntie Gwyn was a strong woman, or perhaps he was so slight it made no difference. She swept him into her arms and carted him into the bedroom. He kept his face planted tightly in her neck. Gavin didn't want to look at the bed anymore. All he would see was Papa's lifeless face, and Mummy crying like she'd never cried before...

Except....

"Gavin River," the hollow and strained voice brought him instantly out of hiding. His mother was alone in the bed, looking pale and sweaty, one hand on her large belly. "How dare you scare me like that," Morena whispered, a frown on her face. "I couldn't bear it if something...if you...not today of all days..." Gavin was passed from one set of arms to another. He barely looked up when Uncle Fredrick returned with Garrett. He was far too preoccupied with his mother's warm arms around him, the occasional movement from the baby in her belly.

"It's done." Fred's face was staunch despite the redness to his eyes. "He's...they've taken him to burial. Ilmater preserve his soul." He drifted over and put his arm around his wife. "I've paid the mourners. Tomorrow I'll go to the Mystran shrine and leave an offering on his behalf." Garrett scrambled up beside his mother and tucked himself into her other side with a little strangled noise. Morena let out a little huff and leant back against the pillows, her face twisting. "Well, with any luck, you can make two offerings tomorrow," she panted. "One for my husband, and one for my child..."

Gavin was dead asleep when the noise finally woke him. He'd been curled into the cold bed with Garrett, clutching onto his brother for dear life. When he finally woke, he could tell Garrett had barely slept a wink. "The baby," Garrett breathed, a slightly awed smile on his tired face as the high pitched wailing filled the little house. "It's here..." Gavin looked up at him with a little uncertain frown. It was several moments, nearly half an hour before Uncle Fred came to get them. He held the candle high with a relieved grin on his face. "Come on, then, boys. Come and meet your brother. Right little fighter he is, too, despite the odds. Healthy as a horse and twice as loud." The boys scrambled eagerly from the blankets and pelted for the other bedroom.

Morena Dekarios reclined against the fresh bedding with an utterly exhausted smile on her face. In her slightly shaking arms was a little bundle of fabric, making its presence known by bellowing its tiny lungs out. Garrett and Gavin wasted no time in scrambling carefully onto the bed. Gavin peered down at the little red face with uncertaintly. "Wha's his name, then?"

"He's named after Uncle Fred. Morgan Dekarios."

"Well he needs a second name," Garrett was speaking pretty loud now to be heard over the little one's crying.

"Gods, this little one is louder than a gale force storm!" Auntie Gwyn patted Morena on the arm fondly.

"Can we call him Gale, then?" Gavin perked up.

"Morgan Gale," Uncle Fred stood at the foot of the bed and nodded in approval. "A strong name for a strong lad. I think your father would approve."

Gavin patted his mother insistently until she passed him the tiny bundle. The baby had slightly calmed at the activity, and Gavin ran a pudgy finger over his tiny cheek. "Hi, Morgan. I'm your brother, and I'm gonna keep you safe forever and ever, okay? I promise."

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aint NOTHIN gonna stop mama d when she saw her boy on that ship

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Twenty Tav Questions Meme! (Dekarios fam edition)

tagged by @unhingedbutpretty and i am tagging @fiddlin-across-faerun @ofluckandmagic @karmints and @astralrogue

I. what do they smell like at their freshest? (and/or after a tenday. your choice)

Garrett: sandalwood and plum

Gavin: juniper and petrichor, earthy forests

Gale: rich wine, fresh soap, parchment and ink

Morena: rosewater and blackberry

II. what would their blood taste like to vampires?

Garrett: light and fresh, i think. like if seaside air could be a drink, that's the vibe. refreshing and invigorating, pure.

Gavin: deep and rich. like a really nice wine with sharper tones rather than fruity notes.

Gale: obviously horrid if he's got the orb, post orb i think he'd taste like a nice bourbon or something with that vibe, something oak aged and with the vibes of a nice drink in a good glass while reading a book that feels really good in your hands and has a nice leather bound cover. i am a bit too poetic about describing what he would taste like and i think that shows why i am so smitten with him oops.

Morena: something between the light and fresh and deep and rich vibes. wholesome. like it could keep you going for days and days. sunshine rays and a warm hug, like how when you eat a good soup, it makes your belly all warm and contented and you feel like you could just stay all happy and content forever.

III. how would they kiss their LI?

Garrett: depends on the situation, passionate and hungry as if he's not seen his lover in years, or slow and languid like a sunday morning and take his time to really explore them and feel them. either way, whatever the emotion they won't be thinking they aren't cherished and the absolute center of his universe. (or more than one LI, Gav and Garrett are both open to being in poly ships)

Gavin: desperately with a tinge of something melancholic. like he's always afraid if he closes his eyes his lover will disappear and he'll be alone again. constantly starving for physical affections and kisses.

Gale: again, depends on his mood or the situation. he will both express his desires and seek to help his LI express theirs through kisses. but it's either lovestruck and gentle, incredulous that he gets to kiss his LI whenever he wants, or hungry and insistent.

IV. how do they sleep with their LI (what position, does one steal the blankets, is one too hot/cold, etc)?

It's no secret i've already said these boys are the epitome of sleep cuddling. Garrett and Gale will nestle right up to their LI (or LI's) and octopus cuddle the entire night long. Gavin has never had a normal sleeping position in his life despite being a cuddler as well. He steals blankets, turns upside down, goes diagonal across the bed, and likely gives his poor LI (or Li's) quite the experience with his cold feet and sharp elbows. (But if you make any of these boys the little spoon they will immediately calm down and sleep without any flopping around or talking/walking) Garrett and Gavin sleep warm, Gale is always cold and seeking his Li's warmth or trying to steal blankets from them.

V. what does their tent area look like? where do they prefer to pitch their tent (next to water, covered on three sides, etc)?

Gavin always puts the tent next to water and covered on three sides for ventilation. They typically try as much as possible if they're traveling together to share a tent, unless the verse or thread has otherwise established that they're not traveling together. If they have seperate tents or aren't together then they all keep a pretty neat tent, without too much clutter. Gale and Garrett obviously keep a bunch of books and parchment to hand. Gavin keeps various bits and bobs around like feathers to fletch new arrows, whetstones for sharpening blades and maybe even bits of animal feed. Always space no matter what the tent looks like for any of the Dekarios creature companions to sleep or hang out.

VI. if they had a set of dnd dice, what would they look like?

Garrett: blue and gold

Gale: ivory and silver

Gavin: forest green and navy

Morena: rose quartz pink with gold

VII. do they collect anything (gems, bottles, keys, etc)?

Gavin collects grudges lmao, bounty hunters tend to do that. Gale and Garrett collect rare books and lanceboard sets/pieces. Morena collects little animal figurines for her curios cabinet.

VIII. if either, are they part of the astarion/gale book club (magic & literature) or the wyll/shadowheart book club (trashy romance novels)?

Gavin doesn't really read, Morena reads shitty romance novels, and Gale and Garrett read like poetry collections and magic stuff and like, scholarly journals.

IX. if they had to be put in a “get along shirt” with a companion, who would it be?

Garrett: Minthara or Astarion maybe? he gets along with most anyone so it's hard to pick.

Gale: Mithara or Jaheira? Hmm.

Gavin: Keeps to himself and tries to interact as little as possible so idk. He tends not to itneract enough to piss anyone off but...Shadowheart? Lae'zel?

X. do they prefer speak with dead or speak with animals?

Gavin and Gale prefer speak with animals, Garrett prefers speak with dead.

XI. what are their thoughts on clowns?

No. Absolutely not. Not after The Incident TM. (gavin's eighth birthday party) Next question please.

XII. their companions are gossiping about them behind their back! who is it and what are they saying?

Gale talks shit with Lae'zel about the others anyways lmfao. But we done been knew that Gale's always getting gossipped about too. He's too wordy, too pretentious, too attractive, whatever. If it's about Gav then it's because he's too brooding and isolationist, or rude. Or he loves his raven more than everyone else. Garrett, probably that he's too personable or that he keeps trying to help everyone they come across, his big heart is gonna be our downfall, blah blah blah....

XIII. what makes them laugh? what does their laugh sound like?

Gavin is the hardest to make laugh, but if you can crack a darker joke or something that hits his funny bone he transforms entirely. Gav's laugh is rich and short and unexpected, and you'll want to hear it again but you won't because it's very hard to make happen. Garrett and Gale laugh quickly and easily, and it reaches their eyes completely, comes from deep down in the part of a person that's the most genuine. They have very melodic laughs like stanzas from a song.

XIV. do they have any inside jokes among their companions?

With each other, yes. I can also see Karlach and Garrett having in jokes, and Lae'zel and Gale, once she learns how to joke properly. Gav is a lot harder to joke with. But once you do get inside his lil shell, and learn exactly what he likes (with no little effort on your part), it's easy to make him laugh.

XV. what’s the description of their camp clothes in the inventory menu?

Garrett: "These well loved yet no less attractive attire smell of fresh ink and parchment, of long nights spent in deep thought. Above the wizard-typical scent you catch a whiff of sunshine and promise, like when you were a child having an ice cream on a hot summer day."

Gavin: "A well patched set of garments speaking of long nights in the elements, and long days spent on the hunt. They smell of damp earth, oiled blades, and adrenaline fueled sweat."

Gale: "Somehow, Gale has managed to make his clothes smell like a library. To inhale their aroma is to feel a sudden urge to speak more quietly. Or pay a fine."

XVI. what’s the description of their underwear in the inventory menu?

Gale: "Energy crackles around these. Gale wouldn't... Surely he didn't enchant his..."

Garrett: "A well kept set of silk shorts. Something about them glimmers in the right lighting."

Gavin: "The embroidery just under the waistband reads, "Did you enjoy the show?"

XVII. how do they celebrate their birthday?

At home, Dekarios birthdays are riotously large and outrageous. Every family member and friend in a ten mile radius is invited. Home cooked meals, cakes that have been worked over for days, personalized birthday gifts. Lots of good wine and good food, and good company. Usually ends with Gavin drunkenly reciting raunchy poetry while standing on a table. Otherwise, if one of them isn't home to celebrate, a simple sending spell will suffice to let them know they're thought of by their loved ones. (And that when they return, they'll get one hell of a party.)

XVIII. what modern day tv show would they binge over a weekend? do they get their LI to watch with them?

Obviously Gav would watch The Mandalorian and criticize it. Gale and Garrett would watch Merlin or some other such magic centric show. Morena would watch hella soap operas and threaten them not to disturb her stories.

XIX. do you have a playlist for your tav? if so, what’s the title + description?

not at the moment, but i am thinking about it seriously.

XX. if you were to try pickpocketing them, what would they be carrying?

You'd not likely make it far pickpocketing Gavin, but he'd likely have a few coins, hair ties, pins, probably a vial or two of some sort of poison or paralytic agent. He'd have some sort of birdseed or something for Hawthorne. Gale would have hair ties and coins, maybe a few spare buttons in case he lost one. Garrett has hair ties and pins, coins, scrap parchment and maybe a broken quill. Usually before the orb is taken care of Gale tries to keep small artifacts on him as well like rings or necklaces.

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family tattoo, that is all

bonus: the young rebel lad without one, breaking the mold

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Morena - Memento

Garrett - taught

Gavin - inspiration

Gale - doubt

Memento (Morena) : for my muse to talk about an item they still carry with them from childhood, and its significance.

"My hope chest. My father carved it for me, my mother filled it with trinkets and bits and bobs that would one day supply my children. Now it holds winter blankets at the foot of the bed. It's given so much to my family over the years. And one day it will belong to one of my children's children."

Taught (Garrett): for my muse to talk about a time in their childhood when they learned a valuable lesson.

"I was seven when I learnt that not even a god can protect you from death. It's no secret that Mystra has had her eye on the Dekarios family since my father was a child. Not even serving as her chosen can keep you from contracting a violent illness and ultimately succombing to death itself. I can't say I've had any faith in gods since then. It's why I refused her offer to become her chosen after I had completed my studies."

Inspiration (Gavin): for my muse to talk about someone they knew as a child who inspired them to be who they are, currently.

"My mother, obviously. She was a fearless figure for my whole childhood. Dauntless. Never shied away from difficult decisions or situations. Her love for nature and her dedication to being one of the best rangers I have ever known easily influenced my choice in career. Though, we differ in the fact that I'm a bounty hunter."

Doubt (Gale):  for my muse to discuss a time they weren’t believed as a child, due to their age.

"I'm afraid there were many times I was discounted in my youth, simply because of my age. Especially in regards to my summoning skills. I'm rather afraid the older boys at the academy didn't believe me when I told them of my exploits. That is, until the Blackstaff himself rescued me from another dimension and landed myself in detention for quite some time."

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Lil bit of Morena pics