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BASICS
► name: Rowen Hawke
► fandom: Dragon Age
► timeline: Flexible - updated through Inquisition: Trespasser
► age: 36-42
► gender: Male


OOC
► backtagging: PLEASE. I can be slow to tag, but will backtag forever ♥ I prefer to finish scenes rather than handwaving everything, but sometimes things fizzle out! As long as both parties are cool with it, handwaving isn't an issue.
► threadhopping: I generally don't prefer it, but ask first?
► subjects to stay away from: I'm generally open about everything, or at least try to be.
► good with: DA canonmates (up to Veilguard - tags from those kidlets are fine but Hawke will not recognize/know them; spoilers are also fine if they crop up), cross-canon, original characters, all the au’s (I can generally tweak Hawke to fit in anywhere)
► other: Smut A-OK! See IC preferences for more specifics. I prefer writing it out as opposed to ftb. It helps establish character relations, can be hilarious, and helps cement cr. If it's not your bag, no worries!

IC
► flirting with this character: God, please
► hugging this character: Go for it; he’s the best big brother ever. He also craves tactile affection.
► kissing this character: It all depends on chemistry and relationship status. But for funsies and general good times, go for it!
► shipping with this character: Fenris friendmanced in game, but open to whatever. Canonmates, OC's, cross-canon (particularly other fantasy/medieval fandoms); it's all about chemistry.
► fighting this character: Hawke generally doesn't go around looking for a brawl and typically lets snideness slide off his back, but if he gets annoyed enough, he won't back down and will probably throw the first punch. If it's nothing more than a scuffle, he won't bother using magic or his staff, but he's no stranger to "tavern brawling", so expect kicks, bites, furniture, ect. If it's for real, then that's when the power comes out and "Battle Mage" Hawke gets down to business.
► injuring this character: He's human, his armor deflects most serious injuries. And mages have ways of keeping their enemies at a distance. But he's not perfect, so a gang of folks he couldn't hold off for long by himself. He does know how to use his staff like a block of wood, though, so anyone attacking would have to get within its range. Although it's possible to sneak up behind him; his concentration on his magic is 100% when casting.
► killing this character: I'd rather not, but if it's plot related, we can work something out.
► using telepathy on this character: Hawke's willpower is astronomical, so anything deeper than surface thoughts would probably be rejected. However, if such is necessary for a plot, I'm not averse to it.

HEADCANON
► bites his nails when bored or nervous
► speaks some Tevene (his accent is horribad)
► has horrible handwriting
► gets all melty/happy when anyone uses his first name
► v proud of the beard (although he shaved it off after leaving Kirkwall, sob)
► subconsciously tries to measure up to his father (always feels like he fails)
► has a moderately decent singing voice (will never admit it or prove it)
► PERSUADED FLEMETH TO TEACH HIM HOW TO SHAPESHIFT INTO A DRAGON (although it takes a LOOOOT out of him and knocks him on his ass for about a day afterward, but he pestered/flattered/cajoled the witch enough that she taught him how and he can shift into a ginormous black dragon that breathes both fire and ice; it's totally bitchin' )

KINKS
► yes: Casual Sex | Oral Sex (giving/receiving) | Hate sex | Rough Sex | Multiple Partners | Non-Con (with discussion) | A/B/O (feistiest Omega or most laid-back Alpha) | Size Difference | Age Gap
► maybe: Um...get back to you on that
► no: Bestiality | Toilet-related | Tentacles | Aliens | Incest | Underage
► orientation: Bisexual
► preferred pairing(s): Romanced Fenris in game, but open to other shippy things.

STATS
► powers/abilities:
Elemental Master
     ☀ Winter's Blast
     ☀ Apocalyptic Firestorm
     ☀ Deep Freeze
     ☀ Searing Fireball

Primal Diviner
     ☀ Golem's Fist
     ☀ Rock Armor
     ☀ Chain Reaction
     ☀ Strikes Twice

Spirit Healer
     ☀ Group Heal
     ☀ Renewal

Hawke also uses a staff, or stave, common for mages to channel their power through, and to whack enemies if they venture too close. The staff Hawke prefers over all others is the Torch of Falon'Din.

► weaknesses: Hawke has always been the strength, the backbone of his family, the one keeping it together and moving forward. He can't afford to second-guess himself, can't hesitate when it comes to decisions. If he ever began to doubt himself, even for the smallest moment question even a minor decision, he might tumble from that high precipice and his family would no doubt falter. He still blames himself for his mother's death, even though everyone reiterated over and over that it wasn't his fault, but Hawke can't believe that. In his eyes, he failed her, he questioned, and no force in the cosmos will ever absolve him of that heavy burden.

Hawke also has very little tolerance for abuse, unfairness, or disrespect, be it political or otherwise. Machinations of the sort tend to bring out the "apostate" in him, which in turn keep him from seeing both sides of a dispute objectively. Although he really does try to keep his temper, every so often, something snaps inside and he strikes out rashly, not thinking through the consequences of his actions. His companions still follow him, however, despite his faults and flaws.

Born with power, Hawke has never known its absence. He learned at a very early age the value of self-discipline, the harnessing of his inherent powers to keep from harming others around him. A necessary evil, as Ferelden might have dubbed it. Having walked the earth with such bubbling away inside, somewhere deep down past all of his self-confidence and bravado, he does genuinely fear succumbing to the lure of power and becoming an abomination, or a demon-possessed husk. The very thought of not being in control of his own magic is terrifying, not simply because of the harm such a creature could do through him, but the fact that he no longer has control. Being the leader, the front man, the decision maker is very important for Hawke, simply because that's the role into which he was thrust at a very early age.

Although, the lure of power is quite seductive, and because Hawke is who he is, the temptation to acquire more of it is quite strong. He's felt the lure of blood magic, the most profane of the arcane arts, before and, although he knows better than to venture into such a realm, isn't quite immune to its siren's song. On one hand, the use of blood magic is taboo, going against every ounce of good sense and upbringing he's ever known, but some part of his ego believes himself strong enough to conquer such a wild brand of power, despite countless examples to the contrary. Hawke would use the dark magic for the greater good, of course, even though he knows just how well-paved the road to hell actually is.

Hawke is also petrified of needles. The sight of a needle dipping into fabric or, God forbid, flesh, sends the man into a panic. It's an irrational fear, bordering on phobia, and there's been no incident in his past which might account for this strangeness, but they scare the hell out him nevertheless, which will make it all the more unnerving for the mage to someday wake up and find a tattoo on his face when there's no way in all creation he'd ever sit still for something of the sort. Not even falling down-drunk.

► personality: Sarcasm over a Heart of Gold; shake thoroughly and serve icy cold.

Rowen Hawke is an elemental master, a battle mage of renown. Similar to the elements his innate power commands, he can be either hard and brittle, ice cold in his opinions when he believes in the cause, crackling hot and almost burning to the touch in lust for battle, or sharp, metallic and blasting energy from the skies when mirthfully roused or amused.

Family, however, is Hawke's one absolutely-serious-no-nonsense subject. Every decision made since leaving Lothering behind was for the benefit of his mother and younger brother. As the eldest child, and a mage besides, it was Hawke's unspoken responsibility to carry on in his father's place, providing for his mother and two siblings. Losing Bethany to the darkspawn was a tragic blow, but he wasn't allowed to grieve, as the family still needed to escape the Blight.

Although he delved deeply into the political hotbed of chaos in Kirkwall, it was more or less by accident, since Hawke holds a deep and abiding loathing for any sort of power-seeking nonsense; he firmly believes in the concept of "live and let live". Even having been persecuted all his life for power he was born with, he's more than ready to let everyone go their own way, but won't hesitate to push back if some idiot wants to start a brawl. Although not quite as fanatical about the mistreatment of mages in the cities as some, Hawke nevertheless is sympathetic to their plight; even though he's classified as an "apostate" himself, he believes that people should be treated with respect and dignity, no matter their gifts. A sword or a staff won't kill someone, but the hand wielding either definitely can.

It's been remarked that Hawke has "more mood swings than a temperamental woman", to which he laughs and responds with a quick joke and a smile. Generally easy-going and loving a good gallon of ale and jocularity with his close friends, this carefree demeanor evaporates rather rapidly when there's work to be done. While on the job, Hawke's all business, suffering no interruptions or any sort of nonsense to interfere with the mission at hand. He's reliable and trustworthy to employers, holding to a code of honor admired by his companions and others who know of his exploits.

Although he'll usually deny it, there's a small part of Hawke that very much likes being in the limelight; he's not immune to an entire city knowing his name and speaking it with respect and even a little bit of fear. Hubris, but it stokes his ego enough to keep him soldiering on, that and the fact that he's the only one left to uphold his family name and lineage. Hawke's also definitely the type of hard-head that, if told something was impossible or unattainable, would set the exit on fire in effort to "do the impossible" or "reach the unreachable". This causes a bit of consternation among his companions, but they follow him nevertheless.

The world holds wonders by the score for Hawke; he never looks back, never harbors regrets that outsiders see. But beneath the ever-changing outer shell beats a tender heart, a soul which would bear the weight of the world should it be needed. Like a rock, Hawke is the perfect anvil upon which to lean, upon which to forge a blazing new future in his talented hands.

► background: The Dragon Age Wiki entry.