Atreus De Riva

"Yeahhh—" sharp smirk, he chuckled. "It won’t do any favors for him."

"Hey! I’m very careful where I point my knives…. When it pleases me." He said with a teasing smirk. "Viago does it to ensure peace in the house, I’m sure." He chuckled.

A nod, "right, I’ll keep my weapons ready regardless…" he chuckled a little.

Staring at him confused, he whistled suddenly and looked away. "Maybe I got lucky instead! That sounds like a rollercoaster."

"More relaxing, maybe get some new clothes… accessories would be nice too!" He chuckled as he looked at the Diamond. "I missed just a little bit— thankfully not too much though…. Right?"

"Most of the time! Though it seems like I’ll definitely be getting a break!" He hums happily. "Oh— has it been quiet?"

"Yeah! Back in Treviso and home free. Until Viago sends me away for another contract or something." A hum left his lips.

"Not many surprises, I think Viago gives me these tedious jobs on purpose. I swear he does." He snorts a little.

"Oh! Not much— mostly dealing with the ending details of the contract… annoying if you ask me."

Nodding, he takes the cup and sips it with a relieved hum. "You have my thanks for such a good brew!"

"The tedious ones are all he gives me, I swear." He sighed dramatically.

Hiding behind a hand, he begins to chuckle. "Perhaps they should add a railing eventually… but others might find issue with it too. An endless battle no doubt."

"Oh yes! Quite taxing by the way, I felt it in my legs… felt like Viago hated me when he gave me it."

"Right, besides! How else would we age viago?" He chuckled as he leaned on one side.

"Amazing! And the leading one before you… heard the tragedy… unfortunate for her!" small sigh, though he has a hidden smirk.

A smirk, he nods and chuckles, "so— I’ve heard from some birds that you are the lead at a musical!"

"It could be both!" he snorts a little and fiddled with one end of his hair and hums softly.

"Oh I hope so— picture Cantori Diamond without any excitement? Sounds boring!" Happily bounces to Teigue’s side. "Sounds like a drag."

"Ahhh… not much!" Sits across from her and slips his arms behind the couch, "too many contracts for a moment… swear that Viago does it to make me suffer…" he chuckles.

Atreus de Riva, the problematic queen u are, far better now.

Please stop being trouble for Viago (or don’t lmao)

#dragonage #art #oc
#dragonageveilguard

"Good evening everyone! How are we doing?" Long golden blonde hair and a sharp smile. He raised one hand and gave a Cheshire smile. "Anything new~?"

(( reintroduction, a new man! He’s still problematic, but he falls into trouble

Open thread btw ))

[[ HEY GUYS— I’m reworking Atreus! (Don’t worry I won’t be deleting anything) but I’m just going to be saying before this post… it’ll be all non-canon to him! ]]

+ would hire someone at his age with his only skill being killing and the mountain of debt for kitchen accidents.

Atreus’s eyes went up to Lucanis’s and then downcast again, "I think that might be a good idea…" it was far better than being removed. He didn’t know how to do anything else. All his skills were in assassination. Nothing else… If he was removed there wasn’t much hope for him to live. No where +

+ he mumbled, "Teia deserves it more than I do… give it to Ivy— she tried helping and she got burned… she went to the doctor’s corner but… it shouldn’t have happened in the first place… I shouldn’t have snuck in…"

+ better… I know I am but… I just want to get it over and done with… but every time I try to speed up it gets worse and… it’s probably better that I’m barred from the kitchen…" he kept scratching, this time folding in on himself and bringing his legs up.

"You can take 50% for the next two years…" +

+ but then I get there, and it’s like my body doesn’t want to comply with my mind. Then I start to panic…" his hand instinctively went for his throat and he started scratching. "Then it— it gets worse and I try to fix it but it only gets worse… I’m so sorry— I’m a de Riva… I should be better… I am +

+ Viago was the only father figure he had, and seeing the disappointment made his ears flop down some.

"I don’t know why I can’t cook— every time I’m in the kitchen at the stove I don’t know how to…" he motioned with his hands. "Work with it… I remember the lessons— I remember all that was told +

Another nod, thankful that Viago wasn’t “teaching him a lesson”. Frowning when asked the questions, Atreus looked at the floor. "Why I’m such a fuck up." He whispered as he clung to his pants. His knuckles under the thick gloves probably were going white.

He didn’t know how to phrase it right, +

+ how does he explain that he doesn’t know why he just can’t be a “normal” Crow. He clenched his hands and looked down. He was scared of the kitchen and the appliances, he never wanted to admit it.