I can't break the cycle, am I just a fool?

Voicetesting!! Completed the game, aok with spoilers, still exploring the differences between all options though. Happy to plot via PM.

Shipping: Disaster bisexual reporting in. Down to clown for almost anything regardless of if it happens in game (Lucanis/Davrin please please please please), I'm a big believer in 'if there's chemistry let's see where it goes'. Only no's are Rooks that sacrificed Treviso, and ones shorter than him unless they're dwarves. He's the short king, long may he reign.
Smut: Fine with writing it out or fade to black. Unless it's post-canon established relationship, Lucanis is a virgin. For Rooks specifically I'd like to have a few threads first before we smut so I can get their dynamic down, and also Lucanis is a sub and a bottom.
Backtags: Yes please, my work kicks my ass on the regular.
Gen: Always OTA for crosscanon, OCs, canon OCs, etc. Happy to do assumed CR as well, just give me something to work with, please feel free to shoot me a PM if you want to plan stuff. Especially interested in exploring more with Spite, and while shipping would not be on the table fleshing out the consequences more for the tension of a sacrificed Treviso.

Davrin might have forgotten Lucanis' offer about the tailor, but he had not. Not all of their excursions were for fighting demons or cultists or darkspawn, and eventually Rook was going treasure hunting on the Rivani coast with Taash and Harding. And just them. Quite adamant that only Taash and Harding were needed, in fact.

Andraste preserve them, Rook was apparently becoming interested in matchmaking.

It worked out, though. The timing. Lucanis ever so casually mentions that Davrin promised to assist him in some errands in Antiva and Rook is just so happy they're not at each other's throats that they're told to not take however long they need. Lucanis makes a mental note to pick up something nice for Rook when they're in Antiva City.


Ah, Antiva City. A less beautiful Treviso, Lucanis used to say. That was before the Ossuary, before the occupation, before the blight. Now it's hard to not see everything that's been lost. He doesn't insult Davrin by assuming the man can't keep up with the Crow routes along the rooftops and across ziplines, so much faster than the weaving crowded streets up the hill the city is built on overlooking the harbor the few times they need to duck down to street level.

"Should be right around - ah, there it is," Lucanis declares once they're half way up the hill, the financial district of the city settled between the Palace at the top and the harbor and all the wealth the shipping industry brings. This time when he drops down to the street level it is where they'll stay for the time being, heading to an understated store front with a simple hanging sign that looks like an embroidered rose carved into the wood of it.