#oc: andovan

[bagarete]

The brainrot is still in me so: Here's my story of my Rook and Lucanis.

As a Lord of Fortune, my Rook Andovan Laidir was not used to be tied down for long, always looking for new adventure. And when the gods broke out of the prison, he was facing his biggest adventure yet. And as the chalenges rammed up, he found kinship in his comrade, an troubled Antivan Crow whose own life got turned upside down recently. Both individual from vastly different background found comfort and trust in each other and finally, love.

Rook was wary of Spite in the beginning of course, but after he seeked him out to help Lucanis and he saw how the 3 of them can co-exist he even opened to the posibility of them being a polycule to Lucanis' suprise.

After the final event at villa Dellamorte, Lucanis accepted the role of First Talon and don the legendary armor. When Rook let Isabella know of this in their weekly drinks she said, "You know what, we got the same armor but in your color too. Got it from age-old plunder, gotta match with your betrothed isn't it." Isabella teased as Andovan realized his face reddened at the thought.

After that they wore the same armor to every battle and were totally inseparable. "We're bird of a feather now, aren't we Mr. Crow?" - the sailor jokingly said to Lucanis ear as he warded off a finishing blow of a Tevinter mage. "You're impossible." - Lucanis said as he tried his best to suppress Spite's grin and made quick work of the opponent. Turned to face Rook with a tired but relieved expression, Lucanis pulled Andovan in for a hug and lifted up his chin to reach the mage for a deep kiss. "We are." ["aLL tHREE oF uSSS"] "...not now Spite."

"Ugh that's it I'm going back to the Lighthouse." - Harding said with a disgruntled face probably.