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nancy drew name meanings

so this is the work i’ve been doing over the past couple days, I want to give you guys a heads up that list will contain spoilers for some of the characters/games so please be aware of all of that. if this garners interest, i’ll do maybe the penvellyn family tree (that thing could not fit in here) or last name origins!

Main Cast

Nancy Drew: Grace (Hebrew)

Bess Marvin: god of plenty (English)

Georgia “George” Fayne: farmer (English)

Edward “Ned” Nickerson: wealth, fortune, prosperous OR guardian, protector (English)

Joe Hardy: god will increase (English)

Frank “Franklin” Hardy: free landowner (English)

SCK/SCKR

Jacob “Jake” Rogers: supplanter (Hebrew)

Daryl Gray: open, from Airelle (English, French)

Connie Watson: strong willed, wise (Irish)

Hal Tanaka: army ruler (English)

Hector “Hulk” Sanchez: holding fast (Greek)

Mitch Dillon: Who is like God, gift from god (Hebrew)

Detective “Steve” Beech: crown, garland (Greek)

STFD

Mattie Jensen: lady, mistress of the house, might in battle (Aramaic or German)

Richard “Rick” Arlen: brave ruler (English)

Dwayne Powers: swarthy (Irish, Gaelic)

Lillian Weiss: lily, a flower (English)

Millie Strathorn: industrious (German)

William Pappas: resolute protector, strong willed warrior (German)

Ralph Guardino: counsel wolf, famous wolf (Norse, English)

MHM

Rose Green: rose, a flower (English)

Abby Sideris: father’s joy (Hebrew)

Charlie Murphy: free man (Charlie)

Louis Chandler: fame, warrior, famous in battle (French)

Hannah Gruen: favor, grace (Hebrew)

Emily Foxworth: rival, wily, persuasive (Latin, Greek)

TRT

Professor Beatrice Hotchkiss: she who makes happy, bringer of joy, blessings (Italian, French, Latin)

Dexter Egan: right handed, fortunate, one who dyes (Latin)

Lisa Ostrum: God’s promise (English, Hebrew)

Jacques Brunais: supplanter (French)

FIN

Brady Armstrong: spirited, broad (Irish)

Joseph Hughes: he will add (Hebrew)

Nicholas Falcone: victory of the people (Greek)

Simone Mueller: god has heard (Hebrew)

Maya Nguyen: good mother (Greek)

Eustacia Andropov: fruitful, productive (Greek)

Sherman Trout: shearer of woolen garments (English)

SSH

Joanna Riggs: god is gracious (Greek/Hebrew)

Alejandro Del Rio: defender of mankind (Spanish)

Taylor Sinclair: tailor (French)

Henrik Van Der Hune: ruler of the home, lord of the house (Swedish, Danish)

Franklin Rose: free landowner (English)

Poppy “Penelope” Dada: weaver (Greek)

Prudence Rutherford: prudence, good judgement (Latin)

DOG

Red Knott: person with red hair (English)

Jeff Akers: pledge of peace (English)

Emily Griffin: rival, persuasive, wily (Latin, Greek)

Sally McDonald: princess (Hebrew)

Vivian Whitmore: lively (Latin)

Mickey Malone: who is like god (Hebrew)

Lucy: as of light (English, French)

Iggy: fiery (Latin)

Vitus: lively (Latin)

Xander: defender of man (Greek)

Yogi: one who performs yoga (Indian, Hindu)

CAR

Harlan Bishop: army land (English)

Ingrid Corey: beloved, beautiful (Norse, German)

Elliot Chen: with strength and right, bravely and truly, boldly and rightly (English, Breton)

Joy Trent: joy, happiness (Latin)

Paula Santos: small (Latin)

K.J Perris: Petros-> the rock (Greek)

Tink Obermeier: love (English)

DDI

Jenna Deblin: white shadow, white wave (English, Welsh)

Katie Firestone: pure (English, Greek)

Andy Jason: manlike, brave (Greek)

Holt Scotto: woods, forest (English)

Casey Porterfield: vigilant, watchful (Irish, Gaelic)

Dr. Irina Predoviciu: peace (Greek)

Hilda Swenson: battle (Norse)

SHA

Dave Gregory: beloved (English)

Tex Britten: from Texas (American)

Mary Yazzie: bitter, beloved, rebelliousness, wished for child, marine, drop of the sea (Aramaic, Hebrew via Latin and Greek)

Shorty Thurmond: a short person (American)

Bet Rawley: god is my oath (Hebrew)

Ed Rawley: wealthy spear, protector, guard, frend (English)

Sheriff Hernandez: son of Hernando (Spanish)

Dirk Valentine: famous ruler (German)

France Humber: free one (French, English)

Meryl Humber: shining sea (English)

CUR

Linda Penvellyn: beautiful, pretty, cute OR clean (Spanish/Portugeuse, Italian)

Mrs. Leticia Drake: joy, gladness (Latin)

Jane Penvellyn: god is gracious/merciful (English)

Nigel Mookerjee: champion (Irish, Gaelic)

Ethel Bossiny: noble (English)

Hugh Penvellyn: mind, spirit (English)

Mrs. Petrov: petros-> rock (Greek to Russian)

CLK

Emily Crandall: rival, wily, persuasive (Latin, Greek)

Jane Willoughby: god is gracious/merciful (English)

Richard Topham: strong in rule (English, French, German, Czech)

Jim Archer: supplanter (English)

Carson Drew: son of marsh dwellers (Scandinavian)

Gloria Crandall: glory, fame, renown, praise, honor (Latin)

Marion Aborn: star of the sea (French)

Mrs Farthingham: a house supplying food (Scottish)

Josiah Crowley: god has healed (Hebrew)

TRN

Lori Girard: bay laurel (English)

Tino Balducci: little, junior (Italian)

Charleena Purcell: free man (German)

John Gray: graced by god (Hebrew)

Jake Hurley: supplanter (Hebrew)

Camille Hurley: helper to the priest (French)

Fatima: captivating, shining one (Arabic)

DAN

Minette: star of the sea, love, will helmet, protection (French)

Heather McKay: evergreen flowering plant (Middle English)

Jing Jing Ling: perfect essence (Chinese)

Dieter von Schwesterkrank: army of the people (German)

Jean-Michel Traquenard: god remits (Hebrew)

Lynn Manrique: pond, lake, pool, waterfall (Welsh)

Hugo Butterly: mind (German)

Zu: knowledgeable and voracious reader (French)

Tammy Barnes (Minette): palm tree (Hebrew)

Noisette Tornade: hazelnut (French)

the n*zi will not be appearing on this list

CRE

Pua Mapu: flower (Hawaiian)

Big Island Mike Mapu: who is like god, gift from god (Hebrew)

Dr. Quigley Kim: descendant of Coigleach or maybe messy hair (Irish)

Dr. Malachi Craven: messenger of god (Hebrew)

ICE

Ollie Randall: olive tree (Latin)

Yanni Volkstaia: god is gracious (Greek)

Bill Kessler: resolute protection (English)

Lou Talbot: renowned warrior (French)

Guadalupe Comillo: river of the wolf (Spanish)

Chantal Moique: stone (French)

Elsa Sibblehoth: pledged to god (German)

Freddie Randall: elf, magical counsel, peaceful ruler (English, German)

Isis: throne (Egyptian)

CRY

Henry Bolet Jr.: house ruler (French)

Dr. Gilbert Buford: bright pledge/promise (French)

Lamont Warrick: the mountain (French)

Renee Amande: reborn, born again (French)

Summer: season, half-year (German)

Bruno Bolet: brown (German)

Bernie: strong and brave bear (German, French)

Iggy: fiery (Latin)

VEN

Colin Baxter: whelp, cub, young creature (Irish, Scottish, Gaelic)

Margherita Faubourg: daisy (Italian)

Helena Berg: light/bright (Greek)

Enrico Tazza: homeowner, king (Italian)

Antonio Fango: priceless one (Spanish, Italian)

Sophia Leporace: wisdom (Greek)

HAU

Kyler Mallory: bowman, archer (Dutch)

Matt Simmons: gift of god (Hebrew)

Kit Foley: bearing Christ (Greek)

Donal Delany: world leader (Scottish)

Alan Payne: precious (German)

Fiona Malloy: white, fair (Gaelic)

RAN - Her Interactive refuses to acknowledge this game and so will I.

WAC

Corine Myers: maiden (American)

Danielle Hayes: god is my judge (Latin)

Mel Corbalis: council protector (English)

Megan Vargas: pearl (Greek)

Izzy Romero: god’s promise (Hebrew)

Leela Yadav: play OR night beauty (Sanskrit or Arabic)

Rachel Hubbard: ewe, one with purity (Hebrew)

Kim Hubbard: of the clearing of the royal fortress (Old English)

Rebecca Sawyer (Nancy): join, tie, snare (Hebrew)

Rita Hallowell: pearl (Spanish)

TOT

Scott Varnell: from Scotland, a Scotsman (old English)

Debbie Kircum: bee (Hebrew)

Tobias “Frosty” Harlow: god is good (Hebrew)

Chase Releford: to hunt (French)

SAW

Shimizu Yumi: reason/cause, beauty; abundant, beauty; evening, fruit; tenderness, beauty (Japanese)

Shimizu Miwako: child of beautiful harmony (Japanese)

Shimizu Kasumi: mist, clear, pure (Japanese)

Nagai Takae: filial piety, obedience and large river (Japanese)

Aihara Rentaro: dependant on kanji used (Japanese)

Savannah Woodham: treeless plain (Spanish)

CAP

Karl Weschler: free man, strong man, man, manly (German)

Anja Mittelmeier: grace (German, Russian)

Lukas Mittelmeier: man from Lucanus (German, Greek, Swedish)

Renate Stoller: Reborn (Latin)

Markus Boehm: dedicated to Mars (Latin)

ASH

Chief McGinnis: son of Angus (Irish)

Deirdre Shannon: broken hearted, sorrowful (Irish, Gaelic)

Brenda Carlton: sword (Norse)

Alexei Markovic: defender (Russian)

Antonia “Toni” Scallari: priceless, praiseworthy, beautiful (Roman)

TMB

Abdullah Bakhoum: servant of Allah (Arabic)

Lily Crewe: lily, a flower

Jamila El-Dine: beauty (Arabic)

Dylan Carter: son of the sea, son of the wave, born from the ocean (Welsh)

Jon Boyle: God is gracious, gift of Jehovah (Hebrew)

DED

Victor Lossett: winner, conqueror (Latin)

Ryan Kilpatrick: descendant of the king, little king (Irish, Gaelic)

Mason Quinto: one who works with stone (English)

Ellie York: shining light (Greek)

Gray Cortright: color, black mixed with white (English)

Niko Jovic: people of victory (Greek, English, Slavic)

GTH

Jessalyn Thornton: he sees (Hebrew)

Clara Thornton: clear, bright, famous (Latin)

Wade Thornton: to go, ford (Anglo-Saxon English)

Harper Thornton: harp, son of the harper (Scottish, Irish, English)

Colton Birchfield: swarthy person, coal town, settlement (Old English)

Charlotte Thornton: free man, petite (French)

Addison Hammond: son of Adam, son of Addi (Old English, Scottish)

SPY

Alec Fell: defender of the people (English)

Bridget Shaw: power, strength, virtue, vigor, noble or exalted one (Gaelic, Irish)

Ewan Macleod: born of the mountain (Scottish, Gaelic)

Moira Chisholm: destiny, share, fate (English)

Kate Drew: pure (English)

Samantha Quick: listens well, as told by god (Aramaic, Hebrew)

MED

Sonny Joon: son (English)

Patrick Dowsett: nobleman, patrician (Latin)

Leena Patel: young palm tree, tender, delicate (Qunaric Arabic)

Kiri Nind: skin, bark, rind (Māori)

Jin Seung: rise, ascent, victory, excel, inherit (Sino-Korean)

LIE

Xenia Doukas: foreigner, outlander, welcomed guest, hospitality (Greek)

Niobe Papadaki: fern (Greek)

Thanos Ganas: immortal (Greek)

Grigor Karakinos: vigilant (Greek)

Melina Rosi: honey, god’s gift (Greek)

SEA

Soren Bergursson: severe (Scandinavian) 

Dagny Silva: new day (Old Norse)

Elisabet Grimursdottir: pledged to god (Hebrew)

Magnus Kiljansson: great (Latin)

Gunnar Tonnisson: fighter, soldier, attacker, brave and bold warrior (Nordic)

Burt Eddleton: bright, glorious (Old English)

Alex Trang: man’s defender, warrior (Greek)

MID

Mei Parry: beautiful (Chinese)

Teegan Parry: special thing, little poet (Cornish, Gaelic)

Olivia Ravencraft: olive, olive tree (Latin)

Judge Danforth: hidden ford (Old English) [Last name]

Lauren Corey: laurel tree, sweet of honor, wisdom (English, french)

Alicia Cole: noble natured (Germanic)

Jason Danforth: healer (Greek)

[lovebalance]

WTB/ISO: Dream of Doll

I’m searching for a LOT of Dream Of Doll sculpts, and have been for a few years. I am happy to have full dolls, if you have one. Original DOD faceups preferred but not required. I'm also happy to have default wigs and clothes if you have them. Legit dolls only.

The list of DOD DOI/DOT I am seeking are: Adolph Amun Azera Caracal Clou Code 03 Code 05 Code 07 Code 11 Crush Delphine (pref in grey) Ducan (elf version) Found! Ermo I-Ra Found! Ives Kaillar (M/T) Kellan Kious L-Ar Lilth Mr.W Ony Orrl Rain Sha Found! Sleeping Girl 1 Stom Tahlia Tanesia Tender Shall The-B U-I Dream heads (I have 1,3,9,10,11 and 13/14). Valentine heads

The list of DOD DOC I am seeking are: Chat Cyma Daisy Dustin Hez Hoo Found! Ivan Found! Mint Pitts Shiny Petsha Tender Twing-Key Tender Yen Found! Wi Found! Yen Found! U/Yu Found!

Depending on cost I may require layaway of 1-2 months. I can offer a trade of a DOI Mr.P1 (maybe, specific sculpts only). I can provide feedback on Ebay, Etsy and Den of Angels.

[ocean-in-my-rebel-soul]

Hey, Ocean! For DADWC, how about “You didn’t get in trouble for lying. You got in trouble for lying badly.” For whichever of your OCs/pairings is calling to you tonight.

Oh! Haaave you met Dahlia? She’s Varric’s kid with my Shale Lavellan from my “Gilded Leaves” ship/series.

Post-game, after the War of the Evanuris. (Solas weakened the Veil but didn’t sunder it, and the Evanuris effectively destroyed themselves... or did they?)

@dadrunkwriting

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“You know, your tattoos crinkle when you’re upset. It’s kinda cute, actually.”

Shale arches a brow at him. “You think it’s cute when I’m mad?”

“No, no no, I said it’s cute when your tattoos crinkle. Makes you look…” Varric waves his hand absentmindedly. “Real. Less ethereal.” He slants a look at her. “Have I mentioned how nice you look today?”

“Varric…”

“It’s okay, Willow. Dahlia’s fine. Ironbark and the Hero have been keeping her busy and out of trouble. She’s just a teenager, you know how that goes.”

Shale shakes her head, lips tightening into a thin line. “I don’t,” she admits, “not really. I came to Clan Lavellan when I was just a child but never felt like I truly belonged there.” She huffs a pained laugh. “By the–”

She cuts herself off with a wince.

Oh, Creators, she thinks inwardly, though there are no gods to hear her now. Not since the war.

“Anyway,” Varric says, pulling Shale from her thoughts, “it’s already done, right? We can’t be too mad at her. Miscarriage of justice and such. Sets a bad precedent.”

“I think Aveline would like to discuss the definition of ‘justice’ with you again, in that case,” Shale remarks.

The ship comes in over the horizon, and her stomach leaps. Dahlia–their precious little flower, still so green and tender–is somewhere on that massive boat, and her heart can’t take being apart much longer. Is this how Deshanna felt when Shale left for her own training? The exquisite agony of being pulled apart and sewn together again in each breath?

They wait at the docks for an hour-long millennia, watching the Siren’s Call II make her way to the Kirkwall docks, and only Varric’s firm hand at her elbow keeps Shale from throwing herself up the gangplank when the ship finally takes her berth. They wait, patiently, the picturesque Viscount and Viscountess, as families reunite.

The disembarking slows to a trickle and Shale’s worry eats at her throat.

“Where is she?” she whispers, unable to take her eyes off the ship. “Varric, where is our daughter?”

“Willow–”

Shale is halfway to the damn boat when slender arms wrap around her waist and spin her off-course. 

“Andaran atishan, mamae!“

She bursts into tears and pulls Dalia into her embrace, whisps of magic curling into soft vines around them.

“Da’len, ma da’vhenan, I’ve missed you so much.” Shale clutches her close and presses sharp, insistent kisses to Dahlia’s face and brow. “You’ve grown so tall!” A soft sob works its way up her throat and she pulls Dahlia closer, tighter, nestling her cheek against her soft hair. “You are in such fucking trouble.”

“But mam–”

“Such. Fucking. Trouble.”

Shale finds Varric’s gaze over Dahlia’s shoulder and he smiles before joining them. Her hand fits easily in his, and together they pull their wayward daughter from the docks.

The journey to Hightown goes by in a blur and suddenly they’re pulling each other over the threshold of the Viscount’s Keep, and in a few steps into the private apartments afforded to the city’s leaders. The door clicks behind them and Shale immediately whirls on her daughter. 

“You said you were going to spend the summer in the Hinterlands with the People, not–not–go gallivanting off to some ruins! You know it’s dangerous, Dahlia!”

“We were in the Hinterlands!” Dahlia says with a wince, throwing up her hands. “Well, kinda. For most of the summer, anyway. Thom was working on re-fortifying Haven after some weird reports and opening up the road to Skyhold more–Uncle Bull says hello, by the way, and that we should visit–and it’s not my fault that there was a thingy!”

Varric laughs and quickly covers it with a cough, his eyes bright. “A thingy.”

“Yeah,” Dahlia says, and she pantomimes an object, half her height and round. “A thingy. In the ruins under Haven. It glowed when Skyhold’s keeper got close, and, well…”

“Well?”

“It… worked?” Dahlia shrugs sheepishly and throws her hands up in defense. “It’s not my fault,” she hurries to say, “and no one got hurt!”

Varric pinches his nose. “Kiddo,” he says tiredly, “we already knew that.”

“Then why are you so mad?” Dahlia whines.

“Because you lied about it, da’vhenan! Because you ran off with the Chargers and lied to us! You–” Her words disintegrate into a wordless, frustrated groan. “I need some tea.” Shale stalks off to the kitchen.

“Mamae, wait!”

“Hold on, Kiddo,” Varric says behind her. “Let her make some tea and cool down. You and I need to talk.”

Shale bristles; she can hear him easily from the kitchen, and he’s right–she’s drawn a mug of water and has already stuck her finger in it to boil. “Damn that man,” she mutters, even as she fights a smile.

“You’re not in trouble for lying,” Varric says lowly, and Shale almost yells out across the apartment to correct him before he speaks again. “You’re in trouble for lying badly, and there’s a difference.”

Dahlia mumbles something Shale can’t hear, and, mug steaming between her hands, Shale moves to the hallway just out of sight.

“Now, see, your mother has the patience of a saint, and the suspicion of a ghast, and you should have known that we would keep an eye on you,” Varric goes on to say. “You’re only fifteen, and the war’s not that long gone. We worried, Dahlia.”

“I… I’m sorry,” Dahlia says, and Shale can hear the tears in her voice.

“I know you are,” he murmurs. “But you’ve gotta see it our way; your kid says she’s spending the summer in the Hinterlands then tears ass out to the Dales–crossing the whole damn border, to boot–and doesn’t write home about it? And then, when she does, it doesn’t include anything about the trip. Top it off, her aunt and uncle both swear that your kid says she had permission for the trip. How are we supposed to feel about that?”

“I… I just wanted to know where we’re from,” Dahlia sniffles. “I didn’t mean to be a jerk and run off, I just… had to see it for myself. You should have been there, Papae. The artifact worked and it showed me the Dales, all vibrant and green and lush, nothing like what you described from the Inquisition days.”

“And was it?”

“…no. It wasn’t. I… I don’t know what I saw, or what I was supposed to see out there.”

Shale wipes her eyes free of the tears that threaten to fall before entering the room. “Did you at least have a mage with you while you were there?” she asks, striding into the parlor.

Dahlia darts a pained look up, guilt written clear across her face. “Dalish said she didn’t want to take the ride out, and Bull didn’t want too big of a party across the border, anyway.”

“Oh, da’vhenan,” Shale breathes. Her tea gets left on a table and she kneels at Dahlia’s feet, palms pulsing with soft, green waves of magic. “Can I?” She hums at Dahlia’s baleful nod and brings her hands to her daughter’s temples, cradling her face between her hands and looking.

“Elara called the Keeper as soon as I came back to Redcliffe, mamae,” Dahlia says softly. “There’s no demons, we don’t think. There haven’t been any signs.”

Shale meets her eyes. “You can’t be too careful now,” she says, just as quietly.

“Definitely not in the Dales, and especially not in Kirkwall,” Varric mutters. “See anything in there, Willow?”

Shale shakes her head and pulls Dahlia to her feet to hold her against her breast. “No. Thank the Creators–” the phrase tastes like ashes in her mouth and she runs her hands through Dahlia’s dark hair to distract herself “–no. Thank the Keeper. And Bull.”

“And Elara,” Varric points out, “for not strangling you with that fancy prosthetic.”

She hums and pulls Varric into their awkward huddle. “Don’t you ever do this to us again, Dahlia,” she murmurs into the spaces between them. “I was so mad. I was writing to Redcliffe and Skyhold every day after I got Elara’s letter. We all were so worried.”

“Ir abelas, mamae. I didn’t mean to make you worry. I just… needed to know.”

Varric sighs and rubs his hands over their shoulders. “What is it about you Lavellan women running off into the woods?” he says with a smile. “It’s almost like you’re all related or something. Andraste’s flaming knickers.”

Shale can’t help the laugh that bubbles in her throat. Dahlia’s arm squeezes around her middle and she tightens her own hold in response. “I’m just glad you’re home, and you’re safe.”

“Me too.”

“And I’m not letting you out of my sight for a year.”

“Mamae!”

Varric snorts. “Don’t make it two,” he warns in mock seriousness.

“Papae!”

Dahlia tries to pull away but Shale and Varric both simply hold her tighter between them until she stops squirming, resigned to the suffocating embrace.

“I’ll be good,” she sighs. “No more running off.”

“Good,” Shale murmurs into her hair. “Now you have some very important letters to write to everyone, don’t you?”

“Uuuuuugh.”

Varric grins, knife-sharp and happy. “That one’s almost worthy of the Seeker,” he says brightly, and Dahlia finally succeeds in her escape, peeling away to leave her parents in the sitting room.

“She’s gonna be okay, Shale,” he murmurs. Varric pulls her with him and settles in on the chair so recently vacated. “She’s just growing up and finding her way around the world.”

“I just worry,” she says back. “It’s not been long since the war. Anti-elf sentiment is still rampant. I wasn’t sure if we should have let her go in the first place, and then…”

He pets her hair, his thick fingers carding through her long red locks. “It’s okay,” he reminded her. “She’s home, safe and sound. Everything worked out.”

Shale leans against his chest and nuzzles her cheek against his temple. “I love you,” she murmurs, “but she’s spending the next three months with Aveline.”

“Shit, Willow.” He laughs, his body shaking in mirth, and splays his hands across her back. “What’d Red ever do to you?”

[lizbian]

All the questions for Bivir, Seva, and Damien!

1) A story for every scar. Do any of their wounds have interesting origins?

I’ve told about Bivir’s.

Seva’s got lots of interesting scars - a claw mark on their shoulder from a lammasu, a bite on their arm from a sha, a twisted hole in their gut from a necromancer’s Icicle Spear spell, and the list goes on.

Damien’s got a couple burns on his hands from attempts to cook, but htat’s it

2) Three songs that show their character progression.

I think i’ll just do this for where theyre currently at in their character progression

Bivir: Un Mundo Mejor (La Oreja De Van Gogh)

Seva: I’ll Be Okay (Nothing More)

Damien: Silent Scream (Damien Dawn)

3) If they were a god which god would they be?

Bivir would be god of healers, physicians and revolutionaries. Their temples are frequent meeting-places for those making plans the governments wouldnt approve of.

Seva would be the god of children, known for interfering in mortal form to protect children from harm.

Damien would be god of the silenced, and their temples would be shelters from those fleeing from abuse.

4) What was their favourite subject at school?

Bivir’s favorite subject in a more typical school would be biology.

Seva’s favorite subject was literature.

Damien’s favorite subject was history.

5) What does their voice sound like?

Bivir’s got a low, firm voice which is heavily accented - doubly by learning common from Thuvians, and being a native Elven speaker. While they don’t have the physical presence you’d expect from someone who’s gender includes leadership, they have the voice for it.

Seva’s voice is nasal, loud, and forceful. It’s the voice of someone who’s lost far too much, and their words frequently emphasize that they’d had quite enough.

Damien’s voice is soft, faltering, stuttering, and high. He’s got a fairly typical Thuvian accent, and the faltering nature of his speech makes him seem as delicate as a spiderweb.

6) Animal, vegetable, mineral: what one thing symbolises them the most?

Bivir is symbolized best by a lion - they’re from a tribe which values cooperation for the health of the whole, they’re courageous, despite not having the martial training or magical ability of most of their peers, and they are noble, without being nobility. Lions are symbols considered both passionate and loyal - and all of these are positive traits that Bivir encompasses.

Seva is symbolized by a rat. Rough around the edges, commonly misunderstood to be underhanded or dirty, as one might assume of a physically dirty individual who spends a lot of time in a Thieves’ Guild. But rats are consummate survivors, they are immensely intelligent, resourceful, adaptable and relentless, as well as incessantly practical. Rats are also known for their nurturing nature, being some of nature’s best parents... 

Damien is symbolized by a deer. Easily frightened, they’re a tender soul that’s been tempered by the harshness of their environment. They are graceful, and while they are gentle, they are not weak - because when the time comes, a deer will strike with their antlers. They are alert - and they frequently do their actions entirely on instinct. Deer are also creatures known to migrate frequently in the name of safety - and that is a choice he recently made. 

7) If they could control one of the four elements what would it be?

Bivir would control air - they are one who is very mutable in nature, adapting quickly to new things - while those things are normally indicative of water, air also carries a connection to grace and movement.

Seva would control earth - they are firm and unwavering, stubborn to the core, and practical - as well as being physically low to the ground. There’s also a very good precedent to highly skilled blind people controlling earth...

Damien would control water - frequently harmless, even beneficial, but occaisionally fearsome, sometimes overflowing, sometimes out of control.

8) What would their favourite tv show be?

Bivir would fucking love Kids Next Door. A bunch of socially aware kids fight off bad parents, horrible adults and capitalism? Yes, thank you.

Seva wouldn’t really be one for TV. I could see them warming up to comedic musicals like Galavant or Crazy Ex Girlfriend though - it’d earn some rare guffaws.

Damien would really like anything that would keep himup at night - I imagine he’d really dig the creeper episodes of Dr Who

9) Would they ever use magic to gain love?

No, no, no.

10) What do they think of themself?

Bivir thinks very highly of themself - they’re very proud and very firm in that. Their confidence took a hit recently, and they’re scrambling to reclaim it.

Seva thinks they’re a fucking failure. To delve any deeper into it than that would be incredibly depressing for all of us.

Damien isn’t quite sure what to think of himself yet. Part of him is pretty sure he only really became a person this week.

11) Gender and sexuality?

Bivir’s bigender, hederagal-leflia (An artist and a leader), and their sexuality is around 11 in the evening, lotus position.

Seva’s genderfuck, doesn’t really have a sexuality to speak of, since they’re too traumatized after three miserably failed coerced marriages to really think deeply on it.

Damien’s questioning, and also questioning. Damien has a lot of questions.

12) Do they have a type?

Bivir’s noticed a recurring pattern...They tend to be most attracted to women who are considerably taller than them, with general dispositions more serious than theirs.

Seva... is again, rather traumatized by three miserably failed coerced marriages.

Damien’s very confused right now, and inquiries into his type would confuse him even further.

13) Playing video games, would they be a completionist, a speed runner, how would they play?

Bivir would like rhythm games, and they’d want to get 100% on everything. That’s how they are.

Seva would like puzzle games, but they’d play casually. 

Damien would play first person shooters. is that even a question. And they’d play mostly to see how many headshots.

14) If they could solve one problem, what would they solve?

Bivir would solve fucking capitalism.

Seva would fix child abuse/neglect.

Damien doesn’t really know much about bad things yet, but he’s learning fast. He was pretty horrified about the happenings in the church, so he’d like to fix racism.

15) What horoscope stereotype fits them the most?

Bivir’s an Aquarius, Seva’s a Scorpio, and Damien’s a Pisces, and all of those are rather fitting.

16) Favourite terrain?

Bivir prefers coastal shrublands due to how used to them they are. 

Seva prefers anything underground, in part due to dwarven comfort being underground and being acclimated to it. Frequently, undergrounds tend to be dark, and they feel that’s a rather equalizing factor with regards to them and everyone else.

Damien prefers indoors. It’s what he knows.

17) How do they dress?

Bivir dresses in as little as is considered appropriate, so long as their shackle scars are covered.

Seva dresses in literally whatever.

Damien dresses like a fuckin goth, because hes a goth.

18) What would their ideal home be like?

Bivir wants to build their own home, pretty decently sized, with proof of their hunting progress over a nice fireplace, and to have a sizable enough family so that a considerably sized home wouldn’t be lonely.

Seva doesn’t really dream like that anymore. They’d be satisfied with another old wine cellar, though. They like it underground.

Damien wants the Bordeaux manor back, but without Nicholas in it.

19) What would they like their mark in history to be?

Bivir...wants to dismantle capitalism.

Seva’s satisfied with the good they’ve done and the undertakings they’ve currently chosen to do.

Damien’s afraid of historians.

20) If they could be a dragon, would they be a dragon?

Bivir wouldn’t. They like being an elf far too much.

Seva wouldn’t. They’ve known dragons, and the ones that weren’t evil were trickstery bastards.

Damien wouldn’t. One killed his good dad.