Warden Nathaniel Howe [Hiatus]

More!human & Spirit 🐱 RPer old.🔞

*Cole about 31 now, depending on the story.

Post-DATV, spoilers yes

*Mostly Serious RP with running storyline

* Not mutiship but cares deeply

*Fluff and fade to black NSFW

*4th wall Breaker

*Will share his Fadeflix password

I'm in danger.

I see.

Don't you have some ancient gods to worry about?

Well, when you're that short...

||👀👀👀👀👀 I'm David Gaider now

@wardenqueen.bsky.social ||test

"Well, that's hardly fair of them. I seem to recall the teyrn being quite a bit taller than you.

Would you like me to have a word with them? I can't say they'll listen, but we fought together long enough that they might."

"Ah look - another child of a traitor. How is court these days, @queenanora.bsky.social?"

"Of a sort. Nothing so involved as delving the Deep Roads.

A number of villages went silent during the fighting. We were after some of the last on the list, to see if there were survivors."

"Well, we all have to find something, I suppose. When's the big day– or have I missed it?"

He takes the bottle back and tops off his own goblet. "Could use a little cheer these days, either way, eh?"

Bethany come get your brother–

Chopped liver, I am.

||wanna hmu on discord?

||bbs

||lemme think on it? I've been considering the idea of shipping Nate, would def have to give some thought to his dour ass being a widower. Not opposed, just needs some thots.

||I THOUVHT IT WAS but I couldn't find it hejdbd hello!

It's nothing special, no particularly fine vintage, only a bottle he'd scrounged up from the storeroom.

Their answer leaves him surprised and a little confused.

"It seems I [have] missed something. I was only celebrating a few nights in a warm bed. Who's marrying whom? Contentiously, perhaps?"

||there is no non-dork way to ask this: there was a Warden who mentioned a connection to nate somewhere in their posts and I CANNOT find them. Putting up lost posters as we speak.

"Evening, Ves. Care for some wine? I'm not due back on patrol a few days. Thought I'd give the others a shock and celebrate, for once."

His lips hardly quirk, but his eyes crease as he greets her and raises the bottle - mostly full.

It's been a busy few weeks, but there's finally time to kick his boots up and relax. For once, nothing's on fire.

...nothing IS on fire, right?

"The Whats are something else. The Whys are inexplicable. I think I've misplaced the Wheres entirely."

Ten-odd years, wasn't it? Enough time to finally think of a good answer to his teasing.

"You look well. Any trouble recently, with all that's been happening?"

Is that any way to greet an old friend?

"That's right, we both have some contention within the family tree. His loss, our gain, though. Whatever else he may be, Oghren's probably killed more darkspawn than most.

Shall I accompany you, or would you prefer to read it on your own?"

"I'm well. Tired, of course, but who isn't, after this twin Blight of ours?

Rumor has it, though, that The Calling may not be what we once knew. Strange times, Cousland..."

Out of the frying pan and into the Blight, eh? I'm sorry. It's not an easy life, but you know that by now, I'm sure.

Which circle was home, before the world went mad?

||also if I stop replying to a thread you'd like to continue, feel free to bump me in dms. I may have lost it or mistakenly thought you wanted to wrap it up.

(That makes him bark with surprised laughter.)

No, I can't imagine anyone would, no matter how they felt about the conflict.

I never thought I'd hear a demon called 'cute.' I imagine you never had the opportunity to meet Anders and Justice.

'Give me resources or I'll invoke the Rite of Conscription'? Doesn't get much more spiteful than that, especially with the more irksome nobility.