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usesbadpoetry[Character Name] Zevran Arainai
[Canon] Dragon Age: Origins
[Point Taken from Canon] Before the Landsmeet, but after the Arl's quest, receiving the Dalish gloves from the Warden and with all three treaties called.
[Age] Unknown, but by game canon standards, probably somewhere in elvish early middle age
[Gender] Male
[Sexual Orientation] Bisexual
[Eye Color] Amber (golden-brown)
[Hair Color] Blond
[Height] 5'6"
[Other] Pointed ears, a very distinct accent, visible tattoos on the left side of his face.
[Clothing] About as close as I could find, sob! <- leather armor inlaid with Dalish trim. And it's rather...short, lol.
[Background] Dragon Age Wiki for Zev
★ For the game's sake, since Zevran is a romancable option for the player character and others of the same might have their own memories/stories, we'll simply say that Zevran and the Warden were close friends but not intimately involved, unless agreed upon by both players. :)
[Personality] Despite the fact that he was born into slavery, sold at an early age into an assassin's guild called The Crows and raised to either join that guild or die very early, Zevran is rather laid-back and happy-go-lucky. He tends to take one day at a time, come what may and lets bygones be bygones.
Zevran has a very quick tongue, both in wit and...other activities, and is never long in coming back with a smartassed remark. Coupled with a naughty sense of humor and the Antivan elf is a force to be reckoned with, indeed. No stranger to the pleasures of the flesh, Zevran finds beauty in all things, shapes and forms, both male and female. Not the least bit shy about saying so to anyone who happens to catch his interest, Zev takes his pleasures where he finds them and makes no long-lasting attachments. Healthier that way, you know.
As an assassin, he's very broad minded when it comes to killing people, and even admits that it's not just for the money, but there's that sense of power that comes when holding someone's life in his hand. It's a dangerous attraction, one which Zevran enjoys. Resourceful and creative, he uses whatever weapon he can, be it sex or a dagger to fulfill his mission. He makes no qualms about his career choice, and even if he were not a Crow, he doesn't believe he'd do anything different.
Loyalty is subjective; Zevran is loyal to The Crows simply because it is easier to be so than to try and outlive their silencing attempts; and he is loyal to the Warden because he feels any of The Crows would be idiots to attempt attacking the Warden and companions. Which was Zevran's mistake, actually. However, he does admit that the Warden's quest is intriguing and he can never pass up a chance to enjoy a good battle, no matter the odds. He eventually comes to respect and admire the Warden, which leads him to reinvestigate his own code of ethics and the subjectivity of his personal morals.
For all his flippancy and brashness, Zevran is hardly a shallow being. Over the course of his life, he has been both hurt and betrayed by those for whom he cared deeply, which in turn left hard scars on the elf's emotions. This breaking of trust no doubt led to the shell in which he surrounds himself, as well as the nonchalant way he behaves towards others. Once one comes to know him, however, it is easy to see that Zevran is wary of letting others close, thanks to his strong sense of survival. But he is easy to befriend and banter with, having little sense of propriety no matter with whom he interacts.
[Specialties/Abilities] ♱ Accomplished thief - can even "blend with shadows" in some circumstances, disappearing entirely
♱ Skilled locksmith
♱ Agile, quick, dexterous - high above normal human standards
♱ Charmingly persuasive
♱ Highly-trained duelist - high above normal human standards
♱ Fourth-level potion maker
♱ Third-level trap maker
♱ Skilled proficient archer - high above normal human standards
[Affection] Oh God, Zevran will flirt with anyone, male or female. If he finds someone attractive - and it's ridiculously easy to get in his good graces - he'll be a horrible flirt, naughty with the innuendos and won't hesitate to make offers if his advances are met with interest. But if the other is not interested, it's no hard feelings; simply tell him that you're not interested and he'll move on to the next target, so to speak.
A serious romance is definitely possible should one be desired; Zevran generally takes his pleasures where he can find them, but he's not totally averse to finding that "special someone". As far as loyalty to partners go, he'll be just as faithful as his current lover is.
[Fighting] Zev's more a lover than a fighter, but that doesn't mean he's one to shy away from a brawl. No, he's more apt to head right into the fray, his lithe quickness making him a hard opponent to target. Skilled as an assassin, Zevran's a master of stealth and getting in critical shots very early on.
He'll more than likely try to resolve the difficulty without violence, but if it escalates to drawn weapons, he'll be on the move before the others can get their blades out of their sheaths, and probably down at the bar hitting on a pretty woman before the last one hits the ground.
[Other Permissions] Telepathy = ask me first, plz. Zev has some things buried in his mind that need to stay put. He's not really keen on recalling those memories, unless he develops a close bond with someone and feels the need to impart the information.
Fourth-walling = probably not. It's confusing to me as a mun and I can never seem to do it "right", per se.
[Other Facts] Flirts with anything. Has an affinity for gold, silver and other shiny metals. First class pickpocket. A fiend for the scent of leather. Prefers city life. Loves to tell stories of his "grand adventures". Not your typical Tolkien elf - he's rather...short. And sinewy muscled. Tattoos - on the left side of his face and a few more designs on his back.
[Canon] Dragon Age: Origins
[Point Taken from Canon] Before the Landsmeet, but after the Arl's quest, receiving the Dalish gloves from the Warden and with all three treaties called.
[Age] Unknown, but by game canon standards, probably somewhere in elvish early middle age
[Gender] Male
[Sexual Orientation] Bisexual
[Eye Color] Amber (golden-brown)
[Hair Color] Blond
[Height] 5'6"
[Other] Pointed ears, a very distinct accent, visible tattoos on the left side of his face.
[Clothing] About as close as I could find, sob! <- leather armor inlaid with Dalish trim. And it's rather...short, lol.
[Background] Dragon Age Wiki for Zev
★ For the game's sake, since Zevran is a romancable option for the player character and others of the same might have their own memories/stories, we'll simply say that Zevran and the Warden were close friends but not intimately involved, unless agreed upon by both players. :)
[Personality] Despite the fact that he was born into slavery, sold at an early age into an assassin's guild called The Crows and raised to either join that guild or die very early, Zevran is rather laid-back and happy-go-lucky. He tends to take one day at a time, come what may and lets bygones be bygones.
Zevran has a very quick tongue, both in wit and...other activities, and is never long in coming back with a smartassed remark. Coupled with a naughty sense of humor and the Antivan elf is a force to be reckoned with, indeed. No stranger to the pleasures of the flesh, Zevran finds beauty in all things, shapes and forms, both male and female. Not the least bit shy about saying so to anyone who happens to catch his interest, Zev takes his pleasures where he finds them and makes no long-lasting attachments. Healthier that way, you know.
As an assassin, he's very broad minded when it comes to killing people, and even admits that it's not just for the money, but there's that sense of power that comes when holding someone's life in his hand. It's a dangerous attraction, one which Zevran enjoys. Resourceful and creative, he uses whatever weapon he can, be it sex or a dagger to fulfill his mission. He makes no qualms about his career choice, and even if he were not a Crow, he doesn't believe he'd do anything different.
Loyalty is subjective; Zevran is loyal to The Crows simply because it is easier to be so than to try and outlive their silencing attempts; and he is loyal to the Warden because he feels any of The Crows would be idiots to attempt attacking the Warden and companions. Which was Zevran's mistake, actually. However, he does admit that the Warden's quest is intriguing and he can never pass up a chance to enjoy a good battle, no matter the odds. He eventually comes to respect and admire the Warden, which leads him to reinvestigate his own code of ethics and the subjectivity of his personal morals.
For all his flippancy and brashness, Zevran is hardly a shallow being. Over the course of his life, he has been both hurt and betrayed by those for whom he cared deeply, which in turn left hard scars on the elf's emotions. This breaking of trust no doubt led to the shell in which he surrounds himself, as well as the nonchalant way he behaves towards others. Once one comes to know him, however, it is easy to see that Zevran is wary of letting others close, thanks to his strong sense of survival. But he is easy to befriend and banter with, having little sense of propriety no matter with whom he interacts.
[Specialties/Abilities] ♱ Accomplished thief - can even "blend with shadows" in some circumstances, disappearing entirely
♱ Skilled locksmith
♱ Agile, quick, dexterous - high above normal human standards
♱ Charmingly persuasive
♱ Highly-trained duelist - high above normal human standards
♱ Fourth-level potion maker
♱ Third-level trap maker
♱ Skilled proficient archer - high above normal human standards
[Affection] Oh God, Zevran will flirt with anyone, male or female. If he finds someone attractive - and it's ridiculously easy to get in his good graces - he'll be a horrible flirt, naughty with the innuendos and won't hesitate to make offers if his advances are met with interest. But if the other is not interested, it's no hard feelings; simply tell him that you're not interested and he'll move on to the next target, so to speak.
A serious romance is definitely possible should one be desired; Zevran generally takes his pleasures where he can find them, but he's not totally averse to finding that "special someone". As far as loyalty to partners go, he'll be just as faithful as his current lover is.
[Fighting] Zev's more a lover than a fighter, but that doesn't mean he's one to shy away from a brawl. No, he's more apt to head right into the fray, his lithe quickness making him a hard opponent to target. Skilled as an assassin, Zevran's a master of stealth and getting in critical shots very early on.
He'll more than likely try to resolve the difficulty without violence, but if it escalates to drawn weapons, he'll be on the move before the others can get their blades out of their sheaths, and probably down at the bar hitting on a pretty woman before the last one hits the ground.
[Other Permissions] Telepathy = ask me first, plz. Zev has some things buried in his mind that need to stay put. He's not really keen on recalling those memories, unless he develops a close bond with someone and feels the need to impart the information.
Fourth-walling = probably not. It's confusing to me as a mun and I can never seem to do it "right", per se.
[Other Facts] Flirts with anything. Has an affinity for gold, silver and other shiny metals. First class pickpocket. A fiend for the scent of leather. Prefers city life. Loves to tell stories of his "grand adventures". Not your typical Tolkien elf - he's rather...short. And sinewy muscled. Tattoos - on the left side of his face and a few more designs on his back.
