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    [shadow=black,left]role[/shadow] mage.


    [shadow=black,left]traits[/shadow] short tempered || impulsive || angry || broken || sarcastic || protective || humorous || fighter || challenger || secretive || snarky || stubborn || arrogant || witty || lowkey crybaby

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    Name
    Ethos




    Nickname
    None




    Physical Age
    18 Years Old




    Sex
    Cis-Male




    Gender Identity
    Male




    Sexual Orientation
    Homosexual

    Relationship Status

    Single




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    Height
    5'2

    Weight

    105 LB

    Build

    Slim, Leithe, slightly Muscular




    Species
    Elf




    Eye Color
    Bright green

    Hair Color

    Blonds




    Skin Color
    Slightly tan




    Scars
    he has one on the nape of his neck and a long one on his back




    Distinguishing Features
    - Eyes
    - Ears
    - Smile
    - Freckles




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    Brief Personality Description
    Ethos is quite the work of art. He is bubbly and tries to keep everyone happy. He keeps all his negative feelings and thoughts in, not wanting to inconvenience anyone with his own self loathing. Though as broken as he is on the inside, he puts on a great facade. He does however, feel truly happy around to one he likes. Fenris has always been the one to bring a genuine smile to his lips.




    Habits
    - Bites nails
    - Blushes when nervous
    - Stutters







    Introvert or Extrovert
    A bit of both. Depends on the situation




    Phobias
    He is deathly scared of thunderstorms

    Other Fears

    - Being rejected by Fenris
    - Being left alone
    - Being left behind




    Motto
    "You should always believe in yourself. If you don't, no one else will!"




    How does this character deal with or react to:
    Anger: He tends to just walk off so no one has to see him Angry
    Sadness: Holes himself up and away from everyone
    Conflict/Danger: Faces it and does his best to resolve it
    Rejection: Goes silent and runs away crying
    Fear: Faces it head on no matter what it is he fears
    Change: Usually adapts
    Loss: Greives heavily
    Flirting: Blushing and stutters a lot
    Pain: Bottles it up and keeps it to himself
    Stress: Grows snippy and Scarcastic
    Peer Pressure: Gives in very easily
    Guilt: Confesses to his wrong doings
    Being Wrong: Admits it
    Being Criticized: Looks away and pretends not to hear it
    Praise: Gets really happy and bubbily
    Love: Becomes very giddy and blushy
    Being Hated: He tries his best to aboid that person
    Humiliation: Stays silent and runs away




    Mental Illnesses
    -Insomnia
    -Depression
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    Brief History
    Ethos has been an orphan since he could remember. His parents did not want him, so they put him on a doorstep. That just happened to be his master's doorstep. His master has raised him as his own- in a sadistic sort of way. He was abused quite a lot until he got another slave- Fenris. He fell head over heels for the other instantly, sticking by his side.




    Birth Season
    Spring




    Birth Place
    Unknown




    Mother
    Unknown




    Father
    Unknown




    Siblings
    None




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    Orientation
    Homosexual




    Crushes
    Fenris




    Boyfriend
    None




    Marital Status
    Single




    Turn-Ons
    - Intelligent people
    - Men with muscles
    - Tan skin
    - Cuddling
    - Cute kisses




    Turn-Offs
    - Rude people
    - Know it alls
    - People who ignore him completly
    - Being yelled at
    - Very pale men




    Dominant or Submissive?
    Sunmissive




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    Likes
    - Fenris
    - The sun
    - Warm weather
    - Making others happy
    - Cooking




    Dislikes
    - His master
    - The dark
    - Cats
    - Humans
    - Being punished




    Strengths
    - Archery
    - Stealth
    - Hiding
    - Hunting




    Weaknesses
    - Running
    - Using swords
    - Children
    - Climbing




    Hobbies
    - He does not really have any. No that he was allowed to, anyway.




    Talents
    - Archery
    - Serving




    Beliefs
    - He does believe in the Maker

    Quirks

    - He does everything to make everyone happy, no matter how he feels




    Other
    None




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    The post was edited 1 time, last by Angry Pineapple ().

  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 300px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px;]wow oml he's freaking adorable like wo w


    would you like to start or?

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    || Hunters and the Hunted ||


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    I'm not exactly sure where to start, so do you mind love?

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    || Ethos ||


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    || Anders ||


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 300px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px;]of course not.
    should they all know each other by now, or should hawke and anders and carver just find fenris and ethos?

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    || Hunters and the Hunted ||


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    Hawke and his gang should run into Fenris like in the game and lead them back to where Ethos is.

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    || Ethos ||


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 300px; padding: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px;]alright! give me some time to type up a post.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px black; font-family: Georgia; color: white; font-size: 30px; margin-top: -10px][align=center]the short-tempered mage.

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    before the four knew it, they were surrounded by templars. slave-owners no doubt, as well. as per usual in a beginning battle, the four all backed up into each other to form a square, with weapons aimed and readied to the templars, which there had been about a dozen of. valier gripped the handle to his staff, his blood already beginning to boil. he hated templars with a burning passion, and he knew his recently deceased sister, bethany had too. he would kill these bastards in her name. "see anders this is what we get for you living in darktown!"


    that was the last thing valier said before the templars charged. they were taken down as quickly as they appeared, and val flicked blood that had splattered on his cheek, off onto the ground. valier and the rest had sheathed their weapons, but val immediately took his out again when a man - an enemy no doubt - began going down the steps with a battle cry. ready to take him out, said man fell face first into the pavement beneath the stairs. in his back, a hand reaching through his chest.


    val's icy blue eyes dragged from the arm in the man's back, to the one who caused it. there appeared an elf with electric blue markings all over his body, with hair as white as snow and eyes as green as an emerald. "who are you!?" val called out, still readying his weapon. but carver came to his brother's side and gently pushed the staff down with a hand, signaling val to sheath it. in which he did ever so reluctantly as the elf then began to explain himself.


    "my name is fenris. a former-slave. i have a ... friend, with me not too far from here. he's hiding and i need to get back to him quickly. come with me." fenris said in a rather quick breath before turning and walking in the direction of where his friend had been. "why would we follow y--ow!" carver smacked the back of his younger brother's head, causing him to grunt and rub the place he'd been hit, staying silent as they were guided to where fenris' friend had been in hiding.

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    || Ethos ||


    Ethos was quite surprised when his dear friend ran off, telling him to stay put. Of course, not wishing to anger Fenris, the small elf stayed where he was told. He hid behind a corner as some Templars ran through, his blood running cold as he figured out they were slave traders. While he was never involved in slave trade, he was a slave for most of his life. That is, until they both fled. He knew the white haired elf hated Danarius with a burning passion, so the smaller elf decided to flee with his friend. What type of companion would he be if he allowed Fenris to flee all alone!


    The blonde elf sighed as the templars passed him, happy they didn't notice him. He perked up as he heard footsteps coming his way, peeking out from around the corner. His eyes lit up at the sight of his friend, walking out from behind the corner." Fenris! You worried me when you took off! Did you ge- wait. Who are they?" He explained, walking over to his taller friend. He eyed the four warily, but that soon faded. A happy smile was on his lips as he looked over the four newcomers. His gentle green hues looked back up at his lyrium infused partner, waiting to be told what they were doing.


    It had become a habit of Ethos to follow whatever Fenris said. While he was no longer a slave, some attributes still lingered with him. He would always do what Fenris asked of him, but that could also be because how much he adores the other elf. Ever since he first met Fenris, he has been head over heels for him. While he kept it well hidden, he never disobeys him. The only reason why he never explained his feelings was because of the gnawing fear of rejection. He didn't know what he would do if Fenris rejected his feelings. The other always said he was dangerous to be around, but Ethos could hardly care. He loved the other unconditionally, after all.

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    || Anders ||


    Anders never got along with Valier. All he could ever do with the other is argue. When he tried to hold a docile conversation, the other made it into a screaming match. As Carver finally had enough, all the male could do was huff and keep to himself. Whatever it was about Valier, he never failed tl get on his nerves. Though as the templars appeared, his mind quickly became focused on killing the monsters. Being that he was a former circle mage, Templars never ceased to make his blood boil. Though Valier came in a close second.


    Reading his staff, the large redhead began to cast spells at the templars. They were quite effective, being that a few hits killed one. It took no time for the dozen of Templars to fall, steading his staff. His hazel orbs flicked to the elf, rolling his eyes as Valier pointed his staff at the elf. Did he have no manners, or shame for that matter? Listening to the elf-who he learned was called Fenris- he brushed past the other mage to follow after the white haired male. Walking up the steps, he was surprised to see another elf rushing to meet the one named Fenris. Looking back, he saw the others slowly following suit. What could be made of these two elves?

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    fenris checked his shorter friend for any wounds with the simple scan through of his body with his emerald green eyes before turning to look at the four men who had all been new faces to ethos. "i've no idea. figured they would be able to help us, seeing as they took down a dozen templars in under a small amount of time." the lyrium-marked elf presumed, eyeing the four as though telling them to introduce themselves.


    "the name's varric. storyteller, author." the dwarf introduced with a cocky side-grin before holding up his crossbow. valier rolled his eyes - he was bringing up the damn weapon again. "and this here's bianca. real beauty, isn't she?" his husky voice said, seemingly proud of the crossbow. val has heard him say the word 'bianca' more than the words 'next drink!' in the hanging man.


    next had been carver. "my name's carver. nice to meet you...ish. um, i didn't name my weapon." he said a bit awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck and turning to his younger brother, who rolled his eyes and finally introduced himself. "my name's valier hawke. i'm a mage as you can tell. and i hate him." val gestured to anders with his head.


    carver only shook his head as fenris then proceeded on. "i am fenris, as you already know. this is my friend ethos. we'll be accompanying you from now on." the elf said, not even bothering to ask permission. val liked the dude already, but he knew he and the elf were going to get into fights like he and anders did. valier had that effect on people apparently.


    "lets all head to the hanging man. we could go for a good rest and some good drinks." varric said, beginning to lead the way with the other five in tow now. valier didn't drink, despite his persona tricking people into thinking he did. he steered clear from alcohol along with his sister bethany ever since their uncle tamlan had picked up on it.


    but unfortunately, bethany hadn't been here anymore and the only people in the group who knew of her death had been valier himself and his older brother, carver. now that he was thinking about it, valier had still been in mourning of the loss of his baby sister and decided to drink the night away and forget the day of her death had ever happened.

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    Ethos is like a smol puppy save him

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    || Ethos ||


    Ethos listened intently as the new group introduced themselves, a smile staying on his lips. They all seemed nice enough! Then again, the small elf thought that about everyone. He was like an excited puppy who had to be kept on a leash. That was probably why Fenris kept him close. If not, he would run off and get either into trouble or lost. Though his happy personality tended to life spirits easily. Thats why he always put others before himself. He didn't care how stressed or horrible he felt. As long as his team mates were happy, then so was he.


    The small elf was quite surprised as Fenris stated they would be traveling with the group, but did not speak out against it. Wherever Fenris went, so did he. At the mention of The Hanging Man, he smiled again. While he didn't drink, he did like speaking to the people in the tavern. They all had so many stories to tell and they facinated him. Fenris often told him he shouldn't speak to strangers, but he did anyway. He liked hearing stories! Perhaps he would have to ask Varric to tell him some.... He seemed nice enough. They all did! Grabbing Fenris's wrist, he gently pulled him along" Come on Fenris!" He chirped, following after Varric.

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    Anders couldn't help but growl unhappily as Valier introduced himself, crossing his arms." My name is Anders. I'm a mage as well. And the feeling is mutual." He stated, shooting a slight glare to the make next to him. As much as Val got on his nerves, he wouldn't deny he was a good ally to have. He was indeed strong and dependable, but one pain in the ass. Not hesitating, the mage followed after Varric and the two elves. A slight smile appeared on his lips a how happy and bubbily Ethos was. The group could use someone like that. To lift their spirits when needed. It was obvious he couldn't. Not with Valier getting on his nerves twenty four- seven.


    Running his calloused hand through his hair, the mage followed behind the two elves. Hazel eyes looked back to see the two remaining group members following. His dark orbs grew tense as he looked at the other mage, huffing before turning back around. Simply seeinf Valier made his blood boil and anger grow in the pit of his stomach. He didn't know what made him hate the other mage, but he wouldn't deny the urge to snap at him when required.

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    soon enough the six had arrived inside the hanging man and varric went straight to the back where he slept and usually hung out at to write down his story things. carver went to go talk with a group of people he'd usually hang out with when in the tavern, and fenris stayed close to ethos. "how do you trust them so easily, ethos?" fenris questioned the smaller elf silently to where only they could hear each other. despite forcing them oth to travel along with the humans and dwarf, fenris has yet to fully trust the bunch yet. the taller elf grabbed the other's wrist and pretty much dragged him to the bar, where fenris ordered a simple yet strong flavored red wine, waiting for ethos' answer.


    meanwhile, valier was now next to anders. probably a bad idea for the two to be so close together, but, in a tavern it had been fine. fights happened there all the time. "psst," val went to anders next to him, trying to grab his attention. "your shoe's untied." he lied, hoping to get anders to fall for this one like he'd try many other times before.

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    He is a smol precious puppy who follows Fenris around and is to coot. Protect him from this world

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    It was easy to say Ethos was no less than happy to be in The Hanging Man. For one, he got all of Fenris's attention. Not that he didn't always have it. He just loved the other's attention on him. It made his heart flutter and his stomach do flips. Fenris always made him so happy. Hearing his companion's question, the small elf thought for a moment." Well, i just don't think about it! If they turn out to be bad people, then i'll deal with that when it comes. You just have a hard time trusting people, Fenris. Which i understand. With maste- i mean Danarius after us. Though i guess i trust people because i just hope they won't betray us." He explained gently, smiling up at his dear friend. One of them had to be the optimist, he mused. He was the one to always chirp and raise other's spirits. It was just something he was good at. Just like hiw Fenris was good at using his lyrium veins to his advantage. He was the one to kill his enemies with kindness.... And arrows. Arrows helped quite a bit.

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    Anders was looking forward to having a few drinks in silence, but he couldn't even have that. Looking over at the other mage, he scoffed."Leave me alone Valier. I'm not falling for your stupid tricks." He grumbled, sitting at the bar. He ordered a hard, aged whiskey. Sipping from his glass, the former circle mage was glad to be away from the Templars for awhile. They just rubbed him the wrong way. Then again, as a circle mage, what could you expect? There has always been beef between the Templars and the circle of Magi. Groaning slightly, the tall mage ran a ahnd through his hair. It was enough to make him pull out his hair. Good thing he had alcohol to help him forget. Even if it was only for a single night.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px black; font-family: Georgia; color: white; font-size: 30px; margin-top: -10px][align=center]the short-tempered mage.

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    "aw damn, it got you last time!" chevalier joked, patting the healer on his back before sitting next to him. he was, honestly, a bit scared to order a drink. an alcoholic one that is -- as noted before, val had never drank a sip of alcohol in his life. but he was debating the decision now, in planning to get drunk and forget bethany's death for just one night, and in the morning he could focus on a hangover. every second of his life ever since bethany, her death haunted him. she had been the only person who could handle his anger and personality. sighing, val opened his lips to order, but stopped when the hairs on his neck pricked up. which only happened when he felt a bad vibe. shutting his mouth, he scanned around the tavern with his crystal blue eyes for any sign of danger. him. valier landed on a hooded figure, who made suddenly drew his bow and aimed an arrow straight for anders. eyes widening, val jumped into action and blocked the arrow from hitting the blonde. when the arrow flew in his direction, val jumped in front of it, causing him to get struck smack dab in the chest and collapsing to the ground. realizing what he'd done, the hooded man made a speeded beeline towards the door and made a swift exit. meanwhile, val choked up blood, the whole tavern in a fuss now. "s-sh*t...that hurt..."

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    Ethos knew the other would question his logic, but only smiled happily."Well, it's not like it hasn't happened before. I suppose then we head on our way and continue staying outnof sight." He explained, watching as the white haired elf took a sip of the red wine. He himself was never a huge fan of drinking, but would share a glass or two with Fenris on rare occasions. He was not fond of how it affected him. He lost control of his words and almost confessed his attraction to Fenris on several occasions. How he managed to keep it a secret was beyond him. His head turned to see Valier fall to the floor, a gasp leaving his lips. Though he would be no help seeing he knew no magic. Good thing Anders was by him.

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    Anders grumbled at the other's joke, taking another swig of his drink. The blonde mage was slowly intoxicating his memories away. Though a horrid feeling washed over him. It was as if he was being watched. Not in the good way, either. Though he decided it was only a tipsy paranoia, staring down at his drink. His orbs looked over to the mage beside him, surprised to see him looking around. Was it more than just paranoia? Before he could react, he heard a arrow fly. His head whipped around to see Vailer take the arrow for him. Eyes widening, he dropped to the floor beside his injured comrade."Maker, Hawke, you idiot! What were you thinking?! An arrow to the back would of done a lot less damage than an arrow to the chest!"" He snapped, anger and worry clear in his voice. Large hands reached out to grab the arrow, reading his healing magic. As soon as he pulled the arrow out, he used his healing magic on the potentially fatal wound.

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    "what the hell!?" carver yelled, already sprinting after the hooded figure out of the tavern, fury in his eyes as he drew his sword, the group of friends he'd been talking to close in tow after him to help track down the bastard who shot his brother in attempt to get anders. "nevermind then." fenris muttered, turning back to drink. "it's not our problem, ethos." he said silently to the smaller male, not caring how heartless he had sounded as he took another sip of his wine.


    valier grunted in pain, "yeah well you're our healer. can't really let anything happen to ya' now can we? little wound or not." the stubborn male said, scoffing. the back of his head dropped against the wooden floor again as soon as anders whipped out the arrow from hawke's chest. "damn..." he groaned, covering his eyes with the back of his arm to hide growing tears. chevalier hawke wasn't one for crying, but where the arrow had hit him also happened to be a place where a scar was from previous fights. although he had scars all over, that had been the one. "you're buying me a drink after this, bastard."

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    Ethos watched as Anders slowly healed the redhead, grimacing slightly. He heard the shout from Carver, getting the hint he went barreling after the attacker. Looking back to Fenris, he smiled and giggled." Don't be so harsh, Fenris. They are our allies now. We habe to look out for one another, trust involved or not. I'll be right back." He explained, placing a delicate hand on the elf's shoulder. He knew how uncomfortable Fenris got when his lyrium-marked skin was touched, or when he was touched in general. It caused his friend pain, so he always was delicate when placing a hand on his skin. Whenever he could, he touched his armor instead of his tanned skin, despite how much he wanted to feel the other. Getting up from his place at the bar, he walked over to the two, obviously concerned." A-Are you alright Hawke?" He asked the red haired male, bending down slightly.

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    Anders couldn't hold back a scoff, healing the other as fast as he could." Just because i am the healer doesn't mean i need protecting. Though i am thankful you protected me." He explained, looking at the other. As much as they refused to get along, he did show gratitude when needed. A light chuckle left his lips as the other demanded a drink, nodding." Yes yes. I will buy you a drink. As long as you don't jump in front of the next arrow aimed ar me." He teased, finishing up his healing job. The mage looked up as the smaller of the two new elves came over, surprised to see he was concerned. Even though they just joined, he showed compassion and concern for someone he hardly knew. His friend seemed to be the opposite.

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    hawke felt a twitch at his lips, before his smile totally vanished into a pained frown. his jaw tightened, flexing its muscles. "i make no promises, anders. gotta protect my team." he answered, breath hitching. but then a new voice was heard. "ethos?" he spoke before scoffing, smirking a bit. "yeah, i'll be fine. no worries. i've had wor--oW ANDERS!" when he finished, that might've been when it hurt the most. sitting up, hawke flinched, still pained but forced himself up anyway despite the wound.


    a few seconds after, fenris would be heard giving a grunt, causing hawke to glance over and catching him staring in ethos' direction. not with a gaze of hatred or envy like he'd had since what the redhead seemed to of been forever, but with a look of compassion and protection and...love? val might've been impulsive, but he sure as hell wasn't blind. fenris was in love with ethos, and he assumed fenris hadn't even realized it himself.


    valier gestured to the lyrium-marked elf, "looks like your boyfriend wants ya' back." val teased, nudging ethos before grunting in pain again. he clutched the cloth that hid his wound slightly, grimacing at the pain. the redhead then took a spot next to anders again, and things went back to how they were before val had gotten shot. laying his head in his arms on the counter, he turned his head to where his gaze was directly on anders.


    so many thoughts were going through his head now. why had valier felt the need to jump in front of that arrow instead of simply warning anders of the man? why did the hatred for said blonde, suddenly diminish into what seemed to of been a hiding interest? valier couldn't stop staring at the mage who had practically just saved his life. s-sh*t...

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    Ethos's worry only grew as the other let out a few grunts of pain, but was relieved as Hawke said he would be okay. A small giggle left his lips as the other exclaimed in pain, watching as he got up. He stayed o. His toes in case the other stumbled, ready to help him. He didn't hear Fenris's grunt, his mind too focused on the injured male in front of him." I'm glad you are not seriously injured, then." He stated, smiling brightly. Though at the comment, his cheeks lit up a deep shade of crimson. B-Boyfriend?! He wished. Shaking his head in a flustered mess, the smaller elf tried to explain." O-Oh no we a-aren't.... Together. J-just good friends! Th-that's all!" He squeaked out, embarrased. He quickly scurried back to Fenris, cheeks dying down in color. He smiled sheepishly at his dear friend, sitting back on the bar stool. Hos wild he ever live this down now?

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    Anders helped the other stand up, supporting him slightly as he grasped his shirt. A chuckle left his lips as Ethos scurried back to Fenris, red-faced and embarrased." Was that really required? Poor lad just turned into a cherry" He pointed out, sitting back down. He ordered both himself and Hawke a drink, looking over to see the other staring at him." What? Is there something on my face?" He teased, a gentle smirk settling on his lips. It had been awhile since he managed to hold a gentle conversation with the other. When didnhis resentment for the other mage fade? It was as if he didn't even hate Valier to begin with. Could it be..... A small attraction forming? Now, he always saw the other as attractive, but his personality drove him away. Now.... Perhaps things were different.

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