#arvel x zevran

[elvhenprince]

586 words arvel mahariel visits clan sabrae briefly. paivel observes the change in this lost youth.

“How dare you come back like nothing’s happened!�� Fenarel’s voice was raised, drawing the attention of the other clan members nearby. With the words spoken, tension rose amongst Clan Sabrae, expecting to see their wayward First - only to lie their eyes on the other wayward youth of their clan.

Mahariel, who had been sent away to the Blight and never to be seen again, until now.

“Alright then,” came the quiet reply, and Arvel Mahariel turned to walk away until Hahren Paivel rushed forward as quickly as he could.

“Da’len, please.”

The hahren shook his head at Fenarel, requesting him to stand down. “It has been.. trying for the clan since you left us. Please, stay a while. We do not mean to turn you away.”

“That is not an apology,” Arvel noted, voice still soft and yet - there was a sharpness to it that Paivel did not recognise.

He was taken aback. Once, Arvel would have never spoken like this. It was this moment then that he took the time to properly observe Arvel - his stance, his expression. Even though there was still that slight smile to his face as always, it no longer reached his eyes. His stance spoke of a confidence earned from battle, and it was then Paivel remembered that the gentle soul he once knew had been drafted to war, and fought against an archdemon.

“Ir abelas,” Paivel said, not just as an apology for his words.

Arvel tosses a bag to the ground, and all eyes around widened when gold coins spilled out of it.

“Get away from here. Buy horses or a dozen mabari, or join Ashalle in the Hinterlands. Or stay, I suppose.”

It was then a laughter cut through the silence, emanating from their guest. The blond city elf that came by- and he stepped forward to embrace Arvel, kissing him on both cheeks before pulling back.

“You just want to see mabari pulling the aravels, mi amor,” Zevran teased.

In that moment it seemed a shade of Arvel’s old self returned, face lighting up and pose relaxing in his lover's arms.

Paivel had always been wary of the guest- Zevran, after all, made no secret of being a wanted assassin. Yet he was quick to gain favour with the hunters by teaching them a few tricks, doing so with a practised charm.

The two made to leave, but before they could-

“That's it, you're leaving?” “Lethallin, please stay for dinner-” A few of the other youth, the ones that had grown with Arvel, all spoke up finally, having just gotten their tongue back after the initial shock.

“I'd rather have dinner with Merrill,” Arvel said, waving casually in farewell.

“What, lethallin, she-” Fenarel began to protest, but Arvel cut him off.

“Believe it or not, there are worse things than blood mages and a mountain full of dead. By the Creators, I hope you never need to know just what.”

Whatever other protests there were to be had, Arvel did not hear any more of it, only turning away to leave. Paivel can only watch in sorrow, even as Ilen came to put a hand on his shoulder.

“I've been saying to leave this cursed mountain for years,” Ilen said, grimly watching his former apprentice leave. “We have the opportunity now. We should start actually moving on.”

Clan Sabrae packed up, then, that night, finally free to roam again. But if they could ever truly leave the weight of their grief behind… Paivel could only hope.

[pancakesprince]

doodle prompts!

*im not guaranteed to fill them, but here are the characters i'm most likely to draw for (i may accept others but not as likely)

dragon age:

my ocs: william hawke, sulevin, arvel mahariel solo: krem, dorian, fenris, merrill, maevaris, solas, isabela, morrigan, zevran couples: krem/dorian, krem/bull, krem x almost anyone really, fenhawke, zev/warden, kirkwall polycule* *e.g. not likely to draw fenders unless i insert hawke in between them

bg3:

tav: sulevin (yes.. i just transport him in different aus) solo: main companions couples: tadpolycule (my tav polycule), bladeweave (wyll x gale)

other ocs: saffron (tes), maomi kucing (ff14)

if you're a friend with an oc x oc ship with me, feel free to prompt that!

send it through my ask :)

was inspired by my dadwc writing friends, so i wanted to open askbox for prompting