#zevrain arainai

[madamtrashbat]

And the finale

Tell me about your Wardens and their LIs!

*please don't mind the typos it's been a Monday

[yasaoart]

Saw @vhalesa do this and thought it looked fun. [Original template from the former birdpage]. It's mostly OCs, Dragon Age (including my OTP) and Legend of Zelda on my part, but then again...That's what I love the draw the most XD (in that exact order).

I also realize I haven't shared all of the artworks from this yet. Are there some you'd like to see in full detail?

[ex-textura]

i need to draw them

[artistofarchanea]

zevran gets kissy

[elby-meowy-artist]

My rook is gonna be my mahariel and Zevran's eldest child. I headcanon that Avernus' experiments helped counteract the wardens' difficulty having children. They have 4 children; Cymbeline, Caius, Ceresia and Corrin.

Rook grew up in Antiva with her parents and siblings. I imagine her first years were spent much like this while her parents worked to take down the crows. Subsequently she learned to use both daggers and bows from an early age. Her mom was also the child of the previous keeper, who had traces of old magic in her that gave her a special connection with nature and animals. This was passed onto Cymbeline even more potently and combined with traces of Avernus' experiments in her blood (which will be very interesting since they revealed something about rook's blood interfering with the ritual and that is SO fitting!). So she is a full-fledged mage, though she likes to use her magic mostly for healing, and her daggers for hurting (spellblade heck yeah!).

I'm not sure what in-game faction I will give her, since the crows are antivan, yes, but like how did she end up there? (Also I don't want daddy to show up and try to kill her, but I do want him to show up, you know? 😭)

I'm playing with the ideas that she infiltrated there and wants to destroy them from the inside out? Or maybe she was kidnapped as a child and Zevran couldn't risk his other children's safety to go after her while his love was away looking for a cure? (The ANGST and TRAGEDY) Or maybe she joined voluntarily because she loves antiva and wants to be on top, and save it from, say, qunari invasion, and the best way to do that is to be a crow?

Otherwise maybe a veiljumper could be cool, that she left her family to go find answers about the origins of her magic, and her dalish heritage? But the veiljumpers seem very tied to the executors and I'm not very into those so idk...

I'm not sure about that part yet.

But I do know she's gonna be a delightful combination of her parent's traits, and enjoy flirting with everyone but fall unexpectedly head over heels for Harding. She will love hearing about Ferelden from her, and will help her get accustomed to her sudden new magical powers. I imagine kind of a reflection of her parent's love story, but this time the hero will be the one who's surprised by the depth of their feelings.

Also I imagine Davrin will be her best buddy, and she will immediately swear on her life to protect Assan. Since she's also got that connection to animals and her mom had a mabari and a wolf and she wants an animal companion of her own! So she'll be trying to convince the wardens to give her a griffin too, lol!

tell me about your rooks. who are NOT romancing lucanis or emmrich, please 😌✨

[elsmaster]

I let the rumours Turn me into a legend ‘Cause I’m only human But a good myth is hard to kill

Zevrain Arainai from Dragon Age: Origins / The World of Thedas illustration

Costume made and worn by me Photo by @jesmoth

[scarletinkthelibrarian]

OC x Canon Week, Day 1 - "Did You Just Throw a Pillow at Me?"

Play fighting

(with Zevrain Arainai from "Dragon Age: Origins")

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A pillow hit the right side of Manwë's head, falling then on the desk and on top of her mess of notes and books.

She didn't know how to react at first, so she just stared down at the offending fabric casing and absentmindedly wondered how it ended up on her copy of "Essay on the Possible Uses of Felicidus and Vandal Aria". At least until a pretty pronounced cough made her turn her head toward the right.

Where there was her bed.

And her husband. Her fresh-out-of-the-bath, loving, unfairly attractive and probably rightfully annoyed husband, who was kneeling on the bed with crossed arms and tapping his fingers while waiting for her.

Once upon a time, Manwë would have reacted to that expression on the face of anyone with a profusion of apologies and immediately stopped whatever she was doing to remedy.

Now, though, she went through a Blight, the refounding of the Grey Wardens in Ferelden, a perilous journey to Antiva, several attempted assassinations and a stable and mutually supportive relationship that she was pretty sure was going to last until the end of her days. All things that inevitably and radically change a person.

So the reply that her steely backbone suggested to her was an incredulous:

<<Did you just throw a pillow at me?>>

<<Did you just tell me for the fifth time "just another five minutes and I'm coming to bed"?>> was Zevran's immediate reply, subtly pointing out that, while her research was undoubtedly important, a good night of sleep - and of cuddlying and doing possibly more with the fellow elf who loved and adored her - was similarly so.

Something that Manwë could agree with, really. If Zevran had tried to get her attention in a slightly different way, she would have come to bed in a more amiable way.

If.

But he decided to childishly throw a pillow at her. So, if that was how he wanted to play...

Manwë was in no way a physical strong elf, all her power and capabilities residing in her magic and her brain, but Zevran's eyes still went wide when she charged the bed with the pillow raised high above her head with a battle cry that would have made a berserker proud.

<<Querida, mercy!!!>>

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Sooooo, it's OC x Canon Week again and I'm once more trying for it. I can't promise my inspiration will fuel me for all seven days, but last year the attempt was fun, so I decided to give it a shot again.

And who else could I start with if not the couple that I always come back to? Zevran and Manwë are my babies and even though I'm not as fully absorbed in Dragon Age as I used to I still can't fully move past them.

So, they're the opening couple to this year's event: this drabble is set somewhere during the years between the end of Dragon Age 2 and the start of Inquisition, Manwë and Zevran aren't technically married yet but basically consider themselves as such. I didn't really think of a context, I just wanted to write down a bit of a playful scene between them. ^^

[junie-junette]

After the stressful last week and before my 3 days of hell incoming at the shop, I allowed myself a little sketch of Zevran and my Warden, Elrik, my sweet bi disaster little warrior. Little kiss just after waking up ! (Zevran's tattoos are backwards but shhhh, you see nothing).

[sic-sempervirens]

Cal & Zev, adventuring

[luna-drinker]

Why headcanon Alistair as a brown skinned pointy eared bisexual when Zevran is right there?

[the-ham-juice]

💖Love at first assassination attempt💖

[artistofarchanea]

zevran, the truest love my heart has ever known

[ladureena]

Made for Zevwarden Week 2020 for the prompt #RELATIONSHIPGOALS : The Future

"A love so great could never be destroyed."

In a world where chaos reigns and monsters roam about, the Warden met someone who made her dream about a normal life and growing old together. In such a short time he gave her joy, excitement, pleasure and most of all unbound love. Her path was clear before and it is even clearer now: she must protect the world and the people in it who matter to her. But her sacrifice is now going to mean so much more...

(I decided to use different wardens for the prompts because I just got a different vibe for them. And she isn't taller, just on a higher step)

@zevraholics

[niarosebudd]

Alistair trying to be a serious man and Zevran can't deal

[felassanis]

I'm thinking about my Aeducan and Zevran again...