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A Writing Game: Prompt by Committee


Let’s play a prompt game! I like to call it “Prompt By

Here’s how it works:

  1. To play, message me with ONE thing you want me
    to include in a story.
  2. It could be an object…a specific character, be
    it NPC or OC… a place…just about anything.
  3. For example, the last time I played this, when writing
    LOTRO fanfic
    , I got suggestions such as “a haunted mirror,” “Barliman
    Butterbur,” and “Dragons!”
  4. Maybe you want to suggest something that you
    would just love to see a story about—or maybe your suggestion is as silly as “a
    mean-spirited slug” with the goal of making the story more interesting as I
    have to work to fit it in. 🙂
  5. For every three
    words I get from three different people, I’ll write a short fic that has to
    include all three of those elements.

That’s it! I look forward to seeing your suggestions…and figuring out how to make them fit together!

Update: I’m still working on my first committee prompted fic and it’s going along swimmingly (and that has nothing to do with the suspicious pool of water that was one of the prompts, hehe)! In fact it’s past 4500 words now because I think I’ve forgotten how to write short one-shots or something and this fic is definitely going to be the intro story to a long fic I’ve been wanting to write. 😀 I probably should be writing Hawkquisition part 5 (concurrent with Trespasser) first because this long fic is more like Hawkquisition part 6 but I am the muse’s servant and I’ll write what I can when I can, right?

Anyway this is just a reminder that I’m still taking prompts for this game. I have one prompt for the next fic after this one I’m writing now; need two more people to chime in to get the three prompts the game calls for! So if you have an idea of something you’d like to see in one of my Fenhawke family stories (or something totally random you want to challenge me to fit in, ha), send an ask and I’ll save it up for the next installment!

And in the meantime, have a snippet from the current WIP:

Mal couldn’t sit still at dinner. Not even Papa Metis’ tale of the
adventure Auntie Mae had sent him on that day could undistract the boy from the
memory of kittens. Da and Mum exchanged a knowing look as Mal wriggled in his
seat and finally blurted out, “Can I be excused?”

Da regarded him with an eyebrow raised. “You’ve not finished your

“I’m full.”

“Too full for dessert?” Mum grinned.

Mal wavered. “Well…”

“I believe Orana’s been experimenting with some sort of
combination pie,” Papa Metis said. “Peach and blueberry.”

Ordinarily such a combination would have won his full attention,
but at the moment the word peach only put him in mind of a tiny bundle
of orange fur down in Darktown. Mara had liked that kitten so much. Papa would
like it too, Mal was sure; it was as orange as Metis’ favorite fruit and nearly
as red as both Metis’ and Mara’s hair. Surely such a kitten was meant to
be part of their family.

“Don’t want pie,” Mal muttered, too stricken by the unfairness of
abandoning the kitten to the undercity to be distracted by mere sugar.

Mum’s eyes narrowed. “Are you feeling all right, Malcolm?”

“Fine,” he huffed, but Mum’s eyes narrowed even further as Da and
Papa turned to look at him too. “Just wanna go out and play,” Mal wheedled,
widening his eyes as winsomely as he knew how.

Da hid a smiile behind his hand and Mum sighed. “Two more bites of
your turnips, then you can go.”

Mal brightened. “Aw. Just one bite?”

Three more bites of your turnips,” Mum
amended, fixing him with a stern glare befitting their family name. Mal groaned
and gave up, forcing down the requisite three bites. Then, when Da nodded in
approval, he slipped from his seat and scurried out the door.

Writing is underway!

…and thanks to my three prompters for this round of the committee prompt game, it shall include the baking of bread, a suspicious pool of water, and a litter of kittens! So far we’ve just got to the kittens point though, so here is a tiny preview wherein not even Hawke can probably tell which of her children is speaking which line as they talk over each other so fast in their eagerness to beg for a kitten.

There were four of them, mostly grey, one the color of the ripe peaches on Papa’s favorite tree. The mother cat, white with grey patches, purring as her brood kneaded greedily at their dinner, cast a shrewd yellow eye at the children as they approached. Her tail twitched, but when they kept a fair distance, she seemed to relax, shifting to give the kittens more space in the crate.

“There you are,” came Mum’s voice as she caught up with them. “Oh!” She noticed the feline family holding their attention. “Hello again, Jasmine,” she greeted the mother cat, bending to pat its head – a gesture which met with the cat’s approval; she thrust her head to meet Mum’s hand, purring louder.

“How do you know her name, Mum?” Mal asked, inching closer to run a finger down one tiny grey back while Mum had the mother cat’s attention.

“Oh, Merrill named this one years ago,” Mum answered, scratching behind the cat’s ears. “I’m surprised she’s still around. Cats in Darktown…”

“She likes you,” Mara giggled, following Mal’s lead and poking carefully at the orange kitten.

“She should!” Mum grinned. “Most of the cream Anders used to put out for her came from my kitchen, after all.” And then Mum suddenly looked sadder than anyone so near to a purring cat ought to look, and stood, brushing her hands over her knees. “All right, we’d best be getting home now.”

“But Mum!”

“Can’t we –”

“Why don’t we have a cat, Mum?”

“Oooh, can we have a cat, Mum?”

“Yes! Can we take a kitten home?”

“Can I take the orange one?”

“Let’s name it Peach!”

If you’re doing TMI Tuesday. What would Metis’s theme song be? Does he have any concerns for Fenris, like for some of his habits? Is there anything he really would like to know about concerning Fenris’s and Hawke’s relationdhip, since she’s human?

Hi Glyph! I don’t
usually do TMI Tuesday (mostly because I’m a little paranoid about getting
asked something wildly inappropriate and feeling uncomfortably obligated to
answer anyway because I set myself up for it with a TMI Tuesday post) but I
certainly don’t mind answering these, even if it is now Friday. 😀 (Also,
apologies for not getting to it till Friday, but school is finally out and my
grades are turned in and I am celebrating the start of summer break by

Metis’ theme song: Hm, I
am horrible at thinking of songs relevant to anything because I hardly ever
listen to music. But Metis’ overall tendency to optimism and perseverance did
bring this one to mind:

I am sticking with that
one mainly because I can’t think of any good gardening songs right now, ha.

His concerns for Fenris:
He’d have been VERY concerned if he’d found Fenris a few years earlier, with
all the brooding and the hate he couldn’t overcome and the suspicion of magic, but
Fenris is actually at a pretty good place in his life when he meets Metis. Life
with Hawke has mellowed him, he smiles more often, and his primary focus is
that high-speed-toddling-disaster-waiting-to-happen known as baby Malcolm, so there’s little time to brood.
Fenris’ occasional recklessness in combat worries Metis, though. He and Hawke
often lament this together, father-and-daughter-in-law mage healers that they
both are. Oh, and coming soon in Hawkquisition Season Five, when Varania joins
the cast, Metis will be VERY concerned with the friction and tension that
remains between her brother and her. I don’t have as much of that fic planned
out yet as I’d like but there’s one very clear scene in my head of Metis
bemoaning his children’s constant arguments to a patiently sympathetic Hawke,
expressing hopes that his grandchildren will get along better, and being teased
by Hawke that he clearly grew up as an only child if he didn’t realize how
normal sibling rivalry is (though perhaps not on the Fenris & Varania level
at that point in the story), and then regaling him with tales of the quarrels
she and her siblings had growing up.

What he’d like to know
about Fenris’ relationship with human Hawke:
Hm, I don’t think he’d really be
curious about the private details or anything. Metis accompanies them back to
Kirkwall and from then on he’s around Hawke at least as much as he is around
Fenris, and he’s clever enough to take the measure of their relationship as it
plays out before his eyes, you know? He can see that Fenris is happy (that
moment when they disembarked in Jader after the Seheron adventures, the look on
Fenris’ face when he first recognized Hawke come to surprise them on the docks…)
and that Lisbet’s constant tension, of managing responsibilities of the
children and household and even the demands of the city that still fall on her
so many years after first being called Champion, eases when Fenris is near. He
sees them argue from time to time, too, but with respect and devotion no matter
how much their perspectives on the matter at hand may differ. In short, it’s
clear to Metis that they see and treat each other as equals despite their
differences in race and life history. If anything I suppose he’d be curious
about the adventures that brought them together and forged such a friendship
between them before he knew them. (Fenris, normally reticent on his past, grows
more comfortable sharing such stories over time as he learns to trust, as we
see with his conversations with Hawke in game…by the time they reach Jader I
think Metis has heard most of the history of Fenris’ time as a slave, but it is
Hawke who tells him more of the stories of his time with her.)

My Stories


Master list of the Hawkquisition series, to be updated when new stories are added:

Part I: To Remain at Your Side

Hawke arrives at Skyhold without her Fenris? Surely he didn’t willingly let her go off alone. So she must have left without telling him. He’s not going to be pleased when he finds out! This is what happens next, as Hawke travels to Weisshaupt, reuniting along the way with her lover, family, friends, and the Inquisition itself…

Read it at: DeviantArt  |  |  AO3


Part II: The Apostate’s Templar

Carver escapes the red lyrium-tainted templars of Kirkwall by escorting Merrill as she leads a ragtag group of elven refugees away from the Free Marches. In Ferelden, they uncover a source of red lyrium; the Inquisition investigates and Hawke insists on coming along.

Read it at: DeviantArt  |  |  AO3


Part III: Patchwork Families

Merrill’s patchwork clan has grown and they return with Hawke to Skyhold just in time for the baby to be born. Meanwhile, Skyhold is abuzz with preparations for Divine Victoria’s coronation and the Inquisitor’s wedding – but danger lurks amidst the festivities…

Read it at: DeviantArt  |  |  AO3


Part IV: Warriors Such As (Tumblr Masterpost)

Fenris was once told that even in the Imperium, warriors with markings of his sort were rare – with the implication that he is not unique. When the Inquisition learns of a group of Venatori creating warriors marked like Fenris, but with red lyrium, Hawke may have to take her turn being the one left behind while Fenris travels into danger to help the Inquisitor investigate.

Read it at: DeviantArt  |  |  AO3  


Drabbles and One-Shots

  • Paradox: Fenris/Lisbet Hawke. Teaching their son to read, a vocabulary lesson calls for an example closer to home.
  • Placebo: Carver/Merrill. Kirkwall’s templars are taking red lyrium; Carver seeks out Merrill for help.
  • Lights Out: Fenris/Lisbet Hawke. On bedtime habits.
  • Amantes Sunt Amentes: Fenris and Lisbet are lunatics in love. (Takes place between chapter 1 and 2 of To Remain at Your Side, listed above.)
  • Principia Parva Sunt: Merrill tries to identify the beginning of her falling in love with Carver, but beginnings are too small to bother with. (Concurrent with The Apostate’s Templar)
  • Cineri Gloria Sera Est: What if Hawke had not survived the Arishok duel? Fenris blames himself…
  • Oculus Animi Index: Hawke is obsessed with Fenris’ eyes. (Aren’t we all, a little?)
  • OTP prompt 15 for Carver and Merrill: 

    Which one screams about the spider and which one brings the spider outside?

  • OTP Prompt 29 for Fenris and Hawke: 

    Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?

  • Oak and Linden: Fenris/F!Hawke. For AU day of Fenhawke Week 2,

    A tale and a translation from Ovid’s Metamorphoses: the myth of Baucis and Philemon in the persons of Hawke and Fenris, in their retirement.

  • Nosce Te Ipsum: Fenris/F!Hawke. Hawke’s role in Fenris’ path to self-discovery. Podficced too!
  • Sapling: Metis prepares for the birth of his granddaughter. (Fenris/Hawke)
  • Quis Custodiet Ipsos Custodes (WIP, ¾ chapters posted): Fenris/F!Hawke, married with children and still getting into trouble.
  • Beneficium Accipere Libertatem Est Vendere: Fenris/F!Hawke as seen by Varania when Hawke and Varric persuade her to stay in Kirkwall and try meeting with her brother again
  • Ave Atque Vale: A preview of Hawkquisition part 5 or a one-shot that fits somewhere after it, depending on how part 5 goes when I actually get it written…This features Varania bringing Metis to Mara’s grave, mourning, closure. It is a sad.

What would be your OCs(whoever, all of them) favorite dinosaur?

Hehe, I am giggling so hard right now as I ponder this question! Hm…well Lisbet, being a Hawke, would probably pick a pterodactyl as that’s PRACTICALLY A DRAGON (although she’s not perhaps as dragon-obsessed as the usual Hawke trope, but still. It’s a flying reptile. What’s not to like?)

For Lisbet! ✯, ♞, ♟!

Oh dear I had to think a bit for these! (Which is good, that’s the whole point, right? 😀 Thanks for asking!) 

✯ – religious beliefs

Lisbet is
Andrastian and just a tad more than nominally. It’s hard to be a regular at
Chantry services when your family boasts three apostates, you know? But she
finds comfort sometimes in the liturgy and the thought that maybe
a Maker exists, though she’s skeptical that he’s exactly what the Chant makes
him out to be.

♞ – a time they’ve felt powerful

Healing isn’t
her magical forte, but it was important to her to hone skills that were more
than destructive (while there are certainly productive and creative uses for
the ice magic that comes easiest to her, mostly she gets to put frost spells to
practice in combat and after a while it gets dreary, freezing people all the
time when they annoy you, even if they’re annoying you with pointy objects and
battle cries…). She practiced intently to be able to offer a helping hand more
effectively than just chilling a bruise. She felt so powerful the first time
her healing spells actually saved a person’s life – a farmhand hired to help
Malcolm with the harvest in whatever town they’d settled in for those years, a
boy on the cusp of being Hawke’s first crush. Until the accident with the plow
horse left his leg badly mangled and ribs cracked*, with Malcolm away from the
farm. Until Lisbet stretched her magic to its limit, keeping soul and body
together till every bone was knit back in place just right. It was fortunate
he’d been unconscious for the whole process, totally unaware of the magic
keeping him alive. After that she kept the friendly lad at arm’s length,
fearing to let slip what she had done if he should ever prove curious about how
he’d survived the accident, but at least he lived, and they didn’t
have to find a new hometown in a hurry because of her power. Overall, she
counted it a win.

♟ – a time they’ve
felt powerless

Hm so many
obvious moments in canon – e.g. every family member’s death, right? It’s tough
being a Hawke. But aside from those stories that every Hawke more or less
shares, let’s see…It was one of the occasions when the Hawke family had to
spontaneously relocate. Lisbet’s magic had manifested just months before. Being
cautious by nature and having taken to heart the lengths the family had always
had to go to in concealing Malcolm’s apostasy, Lisbet trained quietly with her
father, careful not to show any sign of her fledgling powers in public, but
ever more elated and excited at the things she was learning to do, and in her
growing control of her magic.  Then, entirely unrelated to Lisbet’s
powers, mere coincidence drove them scurrying from that town: someone Malcolm
had once known spotted and recognized him, and the family didn’t dare wait
around to see if he’d called the templars. Lisbet groused about how useless
magic must be if the two mages in their family couldn’t just put their
powers to use against one possible tattler. Her chorus of “it’s not fair”s
got her pulled up to ride by her father in the front of the wagon for a
heart-to-heart about choosing one’s battles, so in the end it wasn’t so bad,
feeling powerless. “The truest power we have is the power to choose the wisest
course,” her father’s words stuck with her throughout the years.

*pun on “crush” TOTALLY UNINTENDED I just realized on rereading this before posting that it could be read that way *smacks head* Sorry…

For the OC Ask Meme: Numbers 1, 5, and 15 for Lisbet Hawke <3

Yay, thanks for asking!

I should warn that the more I write Lisbet, the more inconsistent I find her…I think actually she’s just changed very gradually over the course of fanfic from what she was like in the confines of the game. She was mostly a blue Hawke in game, but her sense of humor has been coming out more and more in the later stories I’ve written (can I blame that on the children? parenthood can have that effect, right?) and sometimes I’m not sure if I’ve started writing her horribly out of character or if she just has depths yet to explore. I hope the latter! I also hope I haven’t totally revised her character with these answers… 😀

  • 1:What’s something other characters will notice first about your character?

Before you get to know her, Lisbet Hawke seems
aloof, sometimes even cold. Come to know her better and you realize she’s
actually intensely compassionate (which is why she’s often found meddling and
trying to solve everyone’s problems) but she’s also quiet and guarded around
strangers (probably in part the habit of an apostate), and calculating, ever
the strategist. She’s not exactly shy, but she is more introverted than most
Hawkes – usually diplomatic and tactful, her “purple Hawke” side showing up
more in stressful situations when she is at her wit’s end or when she is around
friends, comfortable enough for bad jokes.

  • 5:What kind of transport does your character usually use?

Canon Lisbet walks everywhere; not many other
options at first (and after the trip from Ferelden to Kirkwall she’d prefer to
avoid ships, thankyouverymuch) but even after the Deep Roads when she can
afford more elaborate transportation, she’s just in the habet of walking

Now if it were a modern AU Lisbet (oh dear,
might that become a thing?) where transportation options were more varied, I
think she’d have a fondness for trains. Maybe that’s just because I’ve never
traveled by train myself but my mom used to talk about taking a train to visit
relatives and she made it sound like quite an adventure.

  • 15:What’s one thought, idea, goal, dream, or desire that your character is most ashamed of having?

In her lowest moments, Lisbet sometimes wishes
she’d not been born with magic. She’s a little paranoid about her powers and
their pitfalls. Objectively, she knows that her control is exceptional, her
skills are useful, a mage is who she is and she is content and will make
the most of it; but sometimes apostasy seems more trouble than it’s worth and
she daydreams of being quite mundane.

Ask about my OCs!


  1. Does Varric have a nickname for them that he never mentioned to Cassandra?
  2. What is the most striking thing about your Hawke’s appearance?
  3. What does your Hawke miss most about Ferelden?
  4. What is your Hawke’s proudest achievement?
  5. How does your Hawke spend a typical Saturday night?
  6. What is your Hawke’s biggest pet peeve?
  7. Who is the person your Hawke respects the most, and why?
  8. Is your Hawke a good cook?
  9. Is your Hawke a forgiving person?
  10. What (if anything) is your Hawke self-conscious about?

Answering for my canon Lisbet Hawke:

Varric have a nickname for them that he never mentioned to Cassandra?

Ironically, “Spider”. Lisbet
Hawke is somewhat of a strategist, occasionally calculating and ruthless but
mostly just a particularly well-meaning busybody (a.k.a. professional big
sister, just ask Carver) who is convinced that a little bit of personal
involvement plus the wielding of the influence one hoards up as Champion of
Kirkwall can contrive to make the world a better place. Varric teased her once
about plotting out her benevolent meddling like a spider weaving its web.
Lisbet, with the typical Hawke aversion to spiders, fussed too much about it so
the nickname stuck. She Does Not Approve in strong enough terms, however, that
he usually tucks the word away, to appear only when he’s exceptionally annoyed
at Hawke, or when she’s in a good enough mood to let it pass.

is the most striking thing about your Hawke’s appearance?

Hmmm. If we’re looking for a
singular physical trait I suppose one might note the freckles, or her
olive-green eyes, or that almost orangeish, coral-pink shade of her lipstick
that I never quite managed to replicate (sigh) for DA:I Hawke. But the defining
feature for Lisbet as a character is that she considers herself quite plain.
That was my original intention in the character creator, to avoid anything too
striking and make an ordinary-looking Hawke for once. I thought I had managed
that, but then she grew on me…At the start of each act she’d get a new hairdo
in the Emporium (the coral lipstick was an emporium upgrade too) and, well,
Lisbet aged quite well. (Essentially, the oftener Fenris called her a beautiful
woman, the more she started to believe it.)

does your Hawke miss most about Ferelden?

Family; she’s nostalgic for
the days of having both her siblings to boss around, and both her parents to go
to with questions. But…that’s not so much a thing about Ferelden, is
it? Chance and circumstance had them living in that country while she was
growing up, after all. For Ferelden’s own attractions, she misses the sense of
community in Lothering, where one knew one’s neighbors and could count on them
for a favor or to watch your back. (Until they found out about the apostates in
your family, of course. That always ruined it; but at least in Lothering they’d
managed to go many years without hitting that point, and she could pretend
everything was normal and the neighbors were friendly and she really misses the
Wintersend dances and the town meetings where Carver inevitably almost got into
a brawl with the baker’s son and the market where she’d spend more time
chatting with the butcher about his mabari’s pups than haggling over the

is your Hawke’s proudest achievement?

Keeping her son Malcolm alive
to adulthood. It was [will be] not an easy task. That kid’s got a taste
for adventure. Blink and he’s halfway down the road, making friends with a
mangy mutt or tumbling down a steep stair into Darktown. As he gets older,
there’s nothing he won’t try, no dare he’ll turn down, and also he inherited
his mum’s, ahem, bossiness (I refer you to the comments on Varric’s nickname
for her) and has a tendency to, e.g., tell off a group of bullies picking on a
littler kid and then get himself nearly beat up too. (Nearly, because he’s also
a heady combination of charming, quick, and clever that gets him out of scrapes
almost as often as into them. He can dodge a bully’s blows all while aiming
some particularly cutting remarks and get him so riled up he ends up howling as
he shakes out his fist after slamming it into the wall while Malcolm laughs and
vanishes around a corner…)

does your Hawke spend a typical Saturday night?

Reading with Fenris, even
(especially) when he’s long past needing instruction. Or listening to Fenris
read to their kids. Or reading to Fenris and the kids. Or planning out
their Sunday morning (see, re: bossiness). (Hehe, I’m not sure Lisbet is really
all that bossy, I think I’m expanding that trait the longer I work on
these questions…)

is your Hawke’s biggest pet peeve?

Mages who make other mages
look bad. She’s very cautious about her magic, almost paranoid even, and the
preponderance of blood mages, abominations, and general magical idiocy in
Kirkwall only exacerbated that. She got so fed up with finding misuse of magic
around every corner – making it all the harder for Hawke and her apostate
friends to carry on business themselves – that she ended up siding with the

is the person your Hawke respects the most, and why?

Her father, whose lessons on
magic she realizes, later in life, were also lessons on living as a responsible
and good person. His death when she was barely out of childhood (or her teens?
What is the canon timeline on that anyway?) leaves him a little larger than
life in her memory and his loss is one she still feels strongly, even after
Bethany and Leandra are taken from her too.

your Hawke a good cook?

She’d like to be, but
mastering one’s magic under an apostate father’s watchful eye, and then growing
up to basically run errands for everyone in Kirkwall, leaves little time
to hone one’s kitchen skills. There have been some experiments in baking
that didn’t end horribly, but let’s just say it’s a good thing she employs

your Hawke a forgiving person?

If she can see and sympathize
with the reasons behind a person’s offense, yes. Fenris, for example – she was
hurt when he left her after that first night, but it was clear he was hurting
even more. Isabela too – in Lisbet’s playthrough I actually didn’t manage to
get her friendship high enough for her to return after act 2, but I headcanon
that she did, eventually, and it was harder for Lisbet to forgive that
given the serious consequences, but she could sympathize with Isabela’s drive
for survival. Anders though – Lisbet saw his act of revolution as yet one more
mage feeding people’s fears about magic. Between feeling betrayed by a friend
and fearful of what more harm he would cause in the midst of the chaos he had
ushered in, she ended up killing him. (She and I both sometimes still regret
that decision.)

(if anything) is your Hawke self-conscious about?

She always feels out of place when called upon to act her
noble status. Her mother may have been an Amell, but Lisbet was raised as a
country girl and an apostate and is never comfortable among Kirkwall’s (or
anywhere’s) nobility. She doesn’t like appearing in front of crowds, either, or
having to dissemble for the sake of politics: one of many reasons she didn’t
hold the office of Viscount long before stepping down.


Just a sketch of my sister’s Hawke and a certain Broody Elf…

I’m woefully out of practice. The first two people to reblog this with a snapshot of their Hawke (or a link to some screen shots) will get a sketch!

Out of practice or not, I like the result!

Here’s my Lisbet Hawke (and more of her at her tag):

11 and 15 for Fenris, Lisbet, and Malcom, please!

Oooh these are fun ones. Thanks for asking!

11. What’s playtime like? What kind of games does the character tend to play with the children? Are they GOOD at it? 😀

As soon as he could crawl Malcolm liked to play the game of “How far from Mum and Da can I get before they catch me!” and never quite lost his love of that trick. For a kid who never stops chattering when he’s within eyesight, he can be alarmingly quiet when he’s found a good hiding place and will wait them out for hours before he gets bored or hungry enough to give up on being found.

As he got older though, Malcolm adored every sort of board game, card game, game of skill or chance he could discover. Varric had him playing Wicked Grace (of a sort, gambling being forbidden by Hawke) by age six. Malcolm also HATES to lose at any sort of game, so he’s utterly ruthless. He and Fenris both learned to play chess from Metis (at around the same time…) and did Malcolm ever crow when he managed to beat his grandfather at it before Fenris did! (Metis, for all his gentle good-naturedness, is pretty ruthless in board games too and never would just let the boy(s) win.)

Adding a younger sister, Mara, to the mix meant that playtime involved a lot of make-believe because he could boss his little sister around in assigned roles. Mara’s her brother’s shadow and compliant enough, but she’s nowhere near the natural thespian he is, so playtime also often involved a lot of lecturing Mara about how she was supposed to play a role, while she just looked on thoughtfully.

15. Is there a toy/book/game the character is almost as excited about as the child (or even MORE so than the child? :D)

Lisbet’s very fond of the book of children’s tales Josephine gave her during her first pregnancy, especially one called Andraste’s Gift to the Dragon, but Malcolm never cared for that one near as much as she did. He likes The Big Blue Mabari much more.

Fenris developed a fondness for a set of building-blocks gifted to Malcolm by Aveline and Donnic, and could often be found still carefully aligning some elaborate tiny edifice long after Malcolm had lost interest in playing with Da and run off to pester his mother or find a good hiding place.

Ask me about my characters and their kids!

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