#Fen Mercar

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[woundedsoul12]

Yay finally made a WIP Wednesday

Going to get Neve (the Lighthouse's unofficial therapist) some love with Rook's sister

Using my M!Qunari!SD!Rook romancing Lucanis

“So, are we sure that's his sister?”

Taash asked the question that had definitely been on Neve's mind. It wasn't just that the woman was an entire head shorter than the Qunari she was currently squared off against, but she was also human. And despite the bruises and cuts along her skin after her capture, she was undeniably gorgeous to look at.

“I believe so,” shrugged Davrin as everyone watched with rapt attention. Neve maybe a little bit closer than everyone else.

The pair seemed to have forgotten their audience as they circled each other in the center of the Shadow Dragon hideout. For having just been rescued, she looked like she was ready to tear him apart.

“Nice of you to finally fucking show up,” she snarled.

“Look I came as soon as Ashur sent word. I don't know how fast you think I was supposed to get here but-”

“Whatever. Always the same excuses. Always dragging me into your shit.” She cracked her knuckles before her hands went to the daggers at her hip. Neve noticed Lucanis tense across the room. His eyes had that purple glow to them, and she knew this situation might turn real ugly real quick.

“Oh don't start with me. You knew what you were getting into when you joined the Shadow Dragons.”

“Fuck you, Rook,” she made a face as she said his name like it was a joke. “You can act like a badass because your friends are here. But I know you. I'm the one who always has to clean up behind your messes.”

Neve had never seen anyone talk Rook like this. She was fairly certain none of them had. Their usual carefree leader looked ready to throw hands. His face was twisted, and he was chest to chest with the small woman who looked just as furious.

“Well I'm sorry we couldn't all be mom's favorite-”

His words were finally too much. There was a loud crack as she hit him then. Square in the nose. He fell back clutching his face as blood flowed freely. Neve saw a flash of movement. Thankfully Davrin and Taash were able to restrain Spite before the demon could rush forward.

“Ah the new boyfriend I see,” she chuckled with a dangerous edge as she cast a look at the man being barely contained. “You always did have a thing for a pair of big brown eyes and nice ass. Good to finally meet the reason you let our city fall. Why there were enough Venatori to kidnap me in the first place. Thinking with the wrong head yet again.”

The color drained from Lucanis’ face. He didn't like what she was implying. And Rook was fighting through the pain as he tried to regain control of the situation.

“Leave Lucanis out of this, Fen,” he growled as he straightened while holding pressure to his nose.

The Detective could sympathize. She had been similar when Minrathous first fell.

Fen. Neve rolled the name around in her head. First impressions were that Rook and his sister had some serious family drama to work out. This woman was hurt, and lashing out at anyone she could.

Fen surveyed the chaos she had caused, a satisfied grin on her face as she slipped her hand in her pocket. “You may have these people fooled, Riley Mercar, but you can't fool me. You're still the same scared boy who ran off to the Inquisition when things got tough. Who abandoned me and the other Shadow Dragons. How long until you abandon them too?”

With the damage done she turned, disappearing out the door as everyone just stared after her.

“What the fuck was that?” asked Taash as they let Lucanis go.

The Crow rushed to Rook, checking him over before throwing a murderous look to the door Fen had just left through.

“That,” began Rook with a sigh. “Was Fennec. My sister. Fence for the Shadow Dragons and best spy I have ever met.” Lucanis growled at those words but the Qunari just ignored him. “And obviously we have some- things we need to work out.”

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i can be your angle….or yuor devil

Fen Mercar, Shadow Dragon, Fighter, and almost a bear if it weren’t for the fact that there’s no body hair in Thedas.

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Revas, The Beast

Faction: Shadow Dragons

Lineage: Elf

Age: mid 20s

Gender: Male

Class/Spec: Rogue, Duelist

Kewywords: Loyalty and Retribution

Also The Tactician.

He has a twin sibling and is very protective of them, the only family he has left; his mother named them both in the hope that they’d fight for their people’s freedom.

Their master's estate mysteriously burned down one night, officially leaving no survivors, so the twins had to live on the streets for some time until the Mercar family took them in.

There’s a bit of purple left in his eyes, an almost imperceptible vestige of ancient elvhen blood in his lineage.

Their blood has unusual magical properties so even without being mages they are very magic-sensitive and sometimes can almost touch the Veil which feels very weird and tingly. The Magisters in possession of their lineage took measures to ensure no elven slave under their control, no matter how special their blood, could fully connect with the Fade in the way mages do.

He’s strong, stubborn, hot-headed, doesn’t have much faith in people and has an almost telepathic connection with his twin which doesn't help him improve his social skills much.

They’re devoted to fight for their people, their freedom and a better world, so as elves reclaiming their cultural identity they do believe in the Creators, although with a conflicting reverence for Fen’Harel; while they understand the Dreadwolf’s role as a God of Rebellion who helped the People -in his own way but help he did- and invoke him often when dealing with their enemies, they also know the “lore” and resent Fen’ Harel for setting up the world as they know it, for trapping the Evanuris away and abandoning the People to a fate arguably worse than death.

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Enoch’s love language is very Physical Touch

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Enoch with his sibling, @laelish’s Fen! They were both adopted by the Mercars, Fen as a toddler and Enoch at 14 when he left his dalish clan. Enoch calls them ma’lin, “my blood,” and these inseparable bastards are the bane of Minrathous

They/them pronouns for Fen pls