Carver was alone. Again; or, perhaps he had always been.
Malcolm had bestowed upon his eldest wit and wickedness, a full figure, striking bronzed skin and hair that drank up the sun. Upon Carver’s twin he had bestowed sparkling eyes and a perpetually smiling mouth, beguiling charm, a deft and dexterous pair of ambidextrous hands.
Upon Carver he bestowed naught but his magic, his crackling and hot and tempestuous magic, nothing so graceful or beautiful as had been bestowed upon the Hawke sisters. And Malcolm spoiled the girls, but drove Carver harshly — “You must be the one to protect your sisters and yourself. This world will bow to them, but not to you. Never to you.”
Never to him. For him, only shackles awaited. If not the very real ones of the Circle of Magi, then the shackles of restraint, of hiding, of apostasy.
But Kirkwall was nothing like the places they’d been before. In Kirkwall, magic was in the very earth. The smoky sky crackled with it; furtive tendrils of it coiled around the mysterious objects the Lowtown fences hawked.
The only other mage in the family was gone, and Carver was alone.
But perhaps at last he’d found home.
oh my word.
Sometimes I think about what Carver does as a templar
Picking On Carver is basically Lothering’s most beloved sport.
SO it’s been a while since I drew Carrick, and I’ve never drawn him with the twins. These dorks are half-Rivaini on Malcolm’s side, and this takes place shortly before his death and the subsequent escape from the darkspawn horde, when big brother still had the use of both his eyes.
Carrick, like his father did, is going grey young. He’s also got vitiligo and tends to keep the depigmented patches of skin covered up (except on his hands). He’s not self-conscious about it, he just gets sick of answering the same curious/suspicious/concerned questions about it.
In my DA2 canon Carver becomes a Grey Warden, and the whole experience slowly removes the stick he has up his ass about magic and mages, and he ends up serving under the Heroine of Ferelden in Amaranthine.
It’s actually really nice to dee brown!Bethany and Carver
CONFESSION: I wish we could have had Carver and Bethany interact more.
COME TO MY BOSOM.
I love, love, love Warden Twins stories. I love writing them, and I love reading those written by others. They are the best
Quick barbarian Carver with thong. Because katschy tempted me and… um. Butts.
Is he wearing a bra? LOVE.
It’s a manssiere :P
Carver sketches! All you Hawkes, be warned you might feel some strange feelings towards your lil’ bro!
Also, a male Desire Demon. That was fun to draw! :D
The one top right is mine :3
‘You know, I don’t think we had it that bad. For a while. A short while.’
‘I think I blinked and missed it.’
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