the dragon rider

ZAERENYA CELDAERYS
pronunciation
zay-ren-knee-ah
nickname / 's • zae
title / 's • zaerenya of house celdaerys
pronouns • she / her
gender • female
race / ethnicity • valyrian
alignment • true neutral
age • 21

date of birth
18th of december
birthplace
valyria
residence
valyria
profession
dragon rider
deity
the fourteen flames
affliction
none
affiliation
house celdaerys

sexual orientation
bicurious
romantic orientation
bicurious
relationship status
single
eye colour
violet
hair colour
white
dragon
cloudrunner
language / 's
valyrian and common

GENERAL
A YOUNG BUT FEISTY VALYRIAN WOMAN KNOWN FOR A FIREY ATTITUDE. HER NAME IS ZAERENYA, THE DAUGHTER TO THE DRAGON RIDER AEMITHOR CELDAERYS AND MOTHER RHAELEYS CELDAERYS. HER NATURE IS KNOWN FOR BEING BOTH FIERCE AND CONFIDENT, HOLDING HERSELF TO HIGH STANDARDS AS IS EXPECTED OF HER BY HER FAMILY. ONE FOR WEILDING A BLADE AND UNDERSTANDING THE SKILLS REQUIRED FOR COMBAT, DESPITE SUCH BEING FROWNED UPON SOMEWHAT BY FAMILY. SHE IS ALSO THE RIDER OF THE DRAGON CLOUDRUNNER WHO SHE HAS FORGED A STRONG BOND WITH.

GENERAL
ZAERENYA CERTAINLY HAS QUITE THE PERSONALITY, KNOWN FOR BEING FIERCE, BUT WITH A CALM AND SELF-AWARE DEMEANOUR. A FAST LEARNER WITH A PASSION FOR COMBAT AND FLIGHT, THOUGH SHE ALSO QUITE ENJOYS HORSE RIDING AS WELL, ESPECIALLY IF SHE IS NOT ALLOWED TO FLY DUE TO ARRANGEMENTS WITH THE FAMILY.

THE WOMAN IS BONDED TO A DRAGON KNOWN AS CLOUDRUNNER, AND HAS BUILT UP A CONSIDERABLE RELATIONSHIP WITH THE DRAGON OVER A CONSIDERABLE AMOUNT OF TIME. OFTEN SEEN TAKING FREQUENT FLIGHTS ATOP THE CREATURE AS ZAERENYA LOOKS FOR NEW LANDMARKS, OR PLACES TO INVESTIGATE WHICH HAS OFTEN LEAD HER INTO TROUBLE DUE TO HER SELF-RELIANT NATURE.

HOWEVER, SHE IS OVERLY CRITICAL OF HERSELF AND WILL LOOK INTO THE MANY FAULTS SHE HAS CARRIED OUT WITH A CLEAR DISTAIN, HOWEVER, LEARNING IS OFTEN FILLED WITH FAULTS OVER A LIFETIME AND SHE FULLY ACKNOWLEDGES THAT. THE WOMAN CAN BE QUITE FLIRTATIOUS WITH PEOPLE SHE FINDS TO BE ATTRACTIVE, YET WILL RESULT TO BEING GOSSIPY PROVIDING SAID PEOPLE DO NOT FIT HER STANDARDS, YET SHE IS PERCEPTIVE AND SLY ENOUGH TO ALLOW SUCH WORDS TO FLY OFF INTO THE WIND WITHOUT MUCH PUNISHMENT.

GENERAL
LONG PLATINUM BLONDE HAIR MOST FAMOUSLY KNOWN FOR VALYRIANS TO HAVE THAT IS OFTEN FIXED INTO SOME KIND OF UPDO, OR INTO A SINGLE OR MULTIPLE BRAIDS. HAIR IS RELATIVELY WAVY, THOUGH OFTEN LOOKS STRAIGHT WHEN FASHIONED INTO SOMETHING. ZAERENYA'S FEATURES ARE SOMEWHAT SOFT IN APPEARANCE, AN ESSENCE OF HER CONFIDENCE OFTEN TAKES HOLD WHICH SHOWS OFF HER MOST ATTRACTIVE QUALITIES, MOST NOTICEABLY HER VIOLET COLOURED EYES.

BODY IS QUITE SLIM, RETAINING SOME CURVES AND MUSCLE DUE TO HER DESIRE TO STAY BUSY WITHIN HER DAY-TO-DAY LIFE WITHIN THE CELDAERYS ESTATE. ALONGSIDE OF DRAGON KNOWN AS CLOUDRUNNER WHO SHE RIDES OFTEN, AIDING IN HER PHYSIQUE AS THE TWO OFTEN GO ON LONG FLIGHTS TOGETHER.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
HER HAIR AND EYE COLOUR ALONE ARE QUITE DISTINCTIVE TO ONE OF NO VALYRIAN LINEAGE, HOWEVER... SHE DOES POSSESS HOWEVER A FAR WARMER BODY TEMPERATURE COMPARED TO MOST PEOPLE, OFTEN MAKING HER QUITE WARM, HOWEVER THIS COULD BE RESULT OF A POSSIBLE CONDITION. A SMALL BEAUTY MARK CAN ALSO BE FOUND ON THE UPPER LEFT AREA OF HER LIP.

CLOTHING
KNOWN FOR WEARING QUITE EXTRAVEGANT OUTFITS BEFITTING HER STATUS AS A DRAGON RIDER OF THE HOUSE CELDAERYS. OFTEN SHOWING OFF DRAGON-LIKE QUALITIES IN HER JEWELRY, OFTEN RESEMBLING SCALES OR A SERPENT-LIKE CREATURE. A DRAGON OR AN ACTUAL WYRM AS WAS PRESENT WITHIN VALYRIA AT THE TIME. ONE HAND MIGHT HAVE CLAWS EQUIPPED TO IT THROUGH THE USAGE OF JEWELRY, CONNECTING TO HER FINGERS.

SHE IS A FAN OF DRESSES HOWEVER... THEY MUST MEET HER SPECIFICATIONS, HAVING TO BE EASILY MANOUVERABLE IN, AS WELL AS RETAINING A PLETHORA OF COLOUR.

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skills
deception • persuasion • instrument playing • horse riding
archery • painting • tracking • combat • reading
dragon riding • herbalism • dancing

strengths
self-aware • playful • fierce
protective • fast learner
disciplined • perceptive
confident • meticulouslikes
storms • travelling • horses
dragon riding • constellations
sketching • drawing • archery
animals • swimming • tales
flowers • reading • wine
music • poetry • intimacy
performances • combat

weaknesses
overly critical • self-indulgent
gossipy • blunt • self-reliant
stubborn • independent
deceitful • flirtatiousdislikes
unnecessary cruelty • whining
humourless people • arrogance
most flies • laziness • politics
whoever is mean to her sister
boring stories • bad art
bad performances • loud people
bad wine • complaining

FAMILY

fatheraemithor celdaerys
motherrhaeleys celdaerys
step-motherviseleys celdaerys
brotherjaehaeraxes celdaerys
brotherdaeron celdaerys
sisterrhaessa celdaerys

THE WINGED PURSUER

STORMCHASER
pronunciation
s-t-aw-r-m • chay-suh
nickname / 's • cantankerous
pronouns • she / they
sex • presumeably female
race / ethnicity • dragon
alignment • true neutral
age • 20

birthplace
bandit hovel outside of valyria
residence
the peaks around storms rest
bonded
cloudrunner
rider
rhaessa celdaerys
temperament
cantankerous, high prey-drive

scale colour
black, white, blue, grey and red
spike colour
white and grey
eye colour
golden
flame colour
red with sparks of blue
distinguishable feature
beaked upper maxilla

GENERAL
A SPECIMEN THAT PROWLS A VAST TERRITORY, FROM THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN PEAKS TO THE ROCKIEST CLIFFSIDES AND PERILOUS CAVERNS THAT IT GOVERNS AS ITS HOME. ITS BUILD IS SLENDER WITH ELONGATED JAWS, RETAINING A BEAK-LIKE UPPER MAXILLA, WHICH IS WITNESSED TO GRAB OUT-OF-REACH PREY HIDING IN NARROW PASSAGEWAYS. IT IS SAID TO HAVE AN EAR-PIERCING SCREECH THAT IS SO TERRIBLE THAT IT COULD RAISE THE DEAD FROM THEIR GRAVES, A MYTH THE LOCALS HAVE COME UP WITH CLEARLY, THOUGH PEOPLE HAVE MENTIONED THE TERROR THEY HAVE FELT FROM SUCH A BLOOD-CHILLING SOUND. UPON CLOSER INSPECTION, IT IS REVEALED THAT THE SPECIMEN IS WREATHED IN HORNS, ELONGATED SCALES, AND FRILLS THAT TRAVEL ALONG ITS BACK AND TO THE TIP OF THAT SPIKED TAIL, FORMING QUITE A DEFENSIVE BUT SPINY GUARD.

GENERAL
WHERE COULD ONE EVEN POSSIBLY START? SHE IS MOST CERTAINLY LARGE AND IMPOSING. THOSE STRIKING PATCHES OF BLUE AND RED ALONG HER WINGS AND SCALES ARE DEFINITELY NOT AIDING IN ANY KIND OF CAMOUFLAGE, BUT WHY WOULD A DRAGON EVER NEED THAT? IT HAS A BASE COLOUR OF BLACK, GREYS, BLUES AND VARYING AMOUNTS OF REDS THROUGHOUT ITS WING MEMBRANES, SNOUT, SCALES, AND THRILLS. FROM WHAT COULD BE SEEN, THE HOOKS OF ITS WINGS, THE SPIKES ON BOTH ITS HEAD AND TAIL, AS WELL AS THE THIN SCALES RUNNING DOWN THE BACK OF ITS LOWER MAXILLA, ALL THE WAY TO THE TIP OF THE TAIL, ARE A CREAMY WHITE.

ITS SCALES ARE PARTICULARLY UNUSUAL. AT FIRST GLANCE, I THOUGHT THEY WERE FEATHERS, BUT SUCH A THOUGHT IS UNFATHOMABLE. FEATHERS AGAINST FIRE? A RIDICULOUS NOTION. NEVERTHELESS, THESE SCALES, OR SUBTLY NAMED SCAETHERS, ARE BLACK IN COLOUR AND INDIVIDUALLY TIPPED WITH A GOLDEN EDGE. IT IS SPECULATED THAT THESE ARE QUITE ROBUST TO PROTECT AGAINST PROJECTILES, OR PERHAPS THEY SERVE AS AID AGAINST COLDER CLIMATES. THE SMALLER THESE SCALES ARE, THE MORE PATTERNS EMBELLISHED IN BLUE ARE PRESENT UPON THEM. THESE SCALES ARE NUMEROUS ACROSS THE BODY, THOUGH THEY APPEAR TO BE SPARSE AROUND THE WINGS AND LEGS, PECULIARLY THE FEET HAVE AN ARRAY, THOUGH I SHALL NOT GET TOO CLOSE TO THE BEAST TO FIND OUT.

THE DRAGONS SKULL APPEARS TO BE THICKENED WHILST MAINTAINING A SLENDER APPEARANCE. BOTH THE UPPER AND LOWER MAXILLA LOOK TO CONTAIN STRENGTHENED MUSCLES. THE BEAST HAS BEEN WITNESSED AT FIRST-HAND TO BITE THROUGH BONES OF VARYING SIZES, THE SHELLS OF LARGE MOLLUSCS AND CRUSTACEANS WITH EASE. IT IS EQUIPPED WITH A LARGE FRILL, RUNNING DOWN THE SNOUT AS WELL AS THE HEAD AND TOWARDS THE START OF THE NECK AND DOWN ITS BACK, SPLITTING INTO TWO SEPARATE FRILLS THAT LEAD ALL THE WAY TOWARDS THE TIP OF ITS TAIL. THESE THRILLS ARE COLOURED BLACK AND FADE INTO BLUE TOWARDS THE TOP.

GENERAL
THE SHE DRAGON HAS A CONSIDERABLE VAST HUNTING GROUND, ALONG STEEP MOUNTAINS AND HIDDEN CAVERNS OF CRAGGY ROCK. OFTEN EXHIBITING TERRITORIAL BEHAVIOUR INDICATIVE OF ITS WILD NATURE. CANTANKEROUS BY NATURE AND SHY OF HUMANS, QUICK TO EITHER TAKE FLIGHT OR PRONE TO ATTACKING. ALL PRESUMPTIONS IS OF THE DRAGON BEING FEMALE, THOUGH DUE TO THE LACK OF SEXUAL DIMORPHISM, IT IS DIFFICULT TO DISTINGUISH WHETHER THIS IS THE CASE OR NOT.

OBSERVATIONS HAVE CERTAINLY SHOWN HER TO BE A SKILLED AND PROFICIENT HUNTER WHO IS INDISCRIMINATE ABOUT WHAT SHE FEEDS ON AND HOW SHE DOES IT. PREDOMINANTLY HAVING A PREFERENCE FOR CATTLE AND SEA MOLLUSCS. BUT SHE WILL ALSO FEED ON SHEEP, HUMANS AND HORSES PROVIDING SUCH IS AVAILABLE TO HER. A FREQUENT NAVIGATOR, OFTEN LEAVING FOR WEEKS AT A TIME, BUT WHERE? HER ENVIRONMENTS OFTEN INCLUDE STEEP CLIFF FACES, MOUNTAINSIDES AND FAIRLY ELEVATED AND TREACHEROUS TERRAIN.

PECULIARLY STORMCHASER DOES STIMULATE HERSELF THROUGH ACTIONS OF PLAY, THOUGH WHETHER A DRAGON PLAYS OR NOT IS UP TO DISCUSSION. ROCKS CRUMBLING FROM EACH STEP AS THE SHE DRAGON NAVIGATES THE CLIFFSIDE OR MOUNTAINSIDE, NUDGING ROCKS OFF OF THE CLIFF, CAUSING CONSIDERABLE EROSION AS LANDSLIDES ARE QUITE COMMON FROM HER ACTIONS.

VILLAGERS DO SPEAK OF THE SHE DRAGON, NAMING HER STOORMCHASER, SURELY THERE IS A REASON FOR SUCH A NAME? AN ELDER WOULD SPEAK OF A WINGED BEAST THAT WOULD FOLLOW THE DISTANT STRIKES OF LIGHTNING AND THE LONGING CALL OF THUNDER, EVER FOLLOWING IT. PERHAPS SUCH MASKS HER TRAVELLING, OR THE INCREASE IN HIGH WINDS MAKES HER TRAVELLING CONSIDERABLY EASIER, DARE ONE EVEN SAY FUN? NOTICEABLY HER WINGS DO SOUND LIKE THUNDER PASSING OVERHEAD, AND OFTEN DISAPPEARS ONCE THE STORM PASSES.

KNOWN FOR BEING A MENACE TO THE LOCAL FARMERS, KILLING OFF FLOCKS OF SHEEP, HERDS OF CATTLE AND HORSES, AS WELL AS A FEW FARMHANDS. ACRES OF FARMLAND HAVE ALSO BEEN SET ALIGHT, THE LUSH GRASSES CRUMBLING INTO NOTHING BUT ASH AND SMOKE. LACKING ANY CARE HUMANS AND THEIR BORDERS, HER BEHAVIOUR IS QUITE VOLATILE, KEEPING TO STEEP CLIFFS, MOUNTAINS AND CRAGE.

A HIGH PREY DRIVE AND HAS BEEN RECORDED AS BEING SLOW AND METICULOUS IN ITS PURSUIT, DRAWING OUT A HUNT FOR LONGER, ONLY SEEN WITH HUMANS PECULIARLY.

HER NASAL CAVITY IS HIGHLY DEVELOPED TO RETAIN SCENT FOR A PROLONGED AMOUNT OF TIME, PERHAPS DUE TO THE UNCHARACTERISTIC BEAK-LIKE UPPER MAXILLA, SUCH HAS SHOWN TO MAKE HER QUITE RELENTLESS IN HER PURSUITS. THOSE ODDLY SHAPED SCALES ALSO PLAY A VITAL ROLE, ABLE TO RUSTLE THEM TOGETHER TO CREATE A SOUND SIMILAR TO DRIED LEAVES VIBRATING TOGETHER, OR THE RATTLE OF A SERPANTS TAIL. AN EERIE SOUND THAT GETS LOUDER WHEN IRRITATED, OR SUBTLE IF CURIOUS.

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skills
gliding • flying • cliff climbing • hunting • aerial acrobatics
intimidation • stalking • weather perception

strengths
confident • adventurous
perceptive • protective
cautious • aggressivelikes
pushing boulders off of cliffs
mountains • crags • storms
sheep • cattle • travelling
volcanic vents • wind currents
lighting • stalking • dust baths
birds • thunder • oceans

weaknesses
stubborn • aggressive
cantankerous • unpredictable
easily irritable • high prey drivedislikes
humans • weak ice • captivity
unsteady ground • traps
other dragons • the north
stillness • laziness • sand
damaged scales

FAMILY

motherunknown mother
fatherunknown father

the dragonling

KAIROS
pronunciation
kai-ros
nickname / 's • kai
pronouns • he / him
sex • male
race / ethnicity • dragon
alignment • chaotic good
age • 1

date of birth
22nd of verimensis
birthplace
ferelden
residence
ferelden
temperament
playful

scale colour
gold, white, black and grey
spike colour
white
eye colour
gold
elemental breath
fire

GENERAL
A YOUNG DRAGONLING OF BLACK, GOLD AND WHITE COLOURATION, RATHER A VOCAL LITTLE DRAGONLING WHO SPENDS MAJORITY OF ITS TIME BEING CHAOTIC AND BOUNCING BETWEEN POINT A AND B. WHETHER HE ENGAGES WITHIN CHAOTIC INTERACTIONS WITH PEOPLE OR ANIMALS, KAIROS CAN ALWAYS BE SEEN DOING UP TO NO GOOD. KAIROS IS REGARDED AS A PLAYFUL AND MISCHIEVOUS LITTLE DRAGONLING THAT IS NEVER SEEN WITHOUT DEIANEIRA, OFTEN HIDING IN HER CLOAK, OR FOLLOWING ALONGSIDE HER.

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skills
investigation • distractions • swimming • gliding • pranking
persuading • manipulation • fire breathing • hiding

strengths
confident • adventurous
perceptive • protectivelikes
deianeira • rowan • sacha
cheese • meat • blankets
fireplaces • warm coals
water • swimming

weaknesses
clumsy • food motivated
mischievous • stubborndislikes
the all-seeing • darkspawn
deianeira staying up too late
smelly boots • demons
walking everywhere

FAMILY

motherdeianeira calimeris
motherrowan de vio

the priestess

much like the chaotic beauty of a single strike of lightning, i too am raw power hidden behind beauty.

DEIANEIRA CALIMERIS
pronunciation
die-uh-near-a • kal-im'-er-is
nickname / 's • dei
title / 's • deianeira of carastes
pronouns • she / they
gender • cis woman
race / ethnicity • tevinter, human
alignment • chaotic neutral / evil
age • 24

date of birth
19th of eluviesta
birthplace
tevinter imperium, carastes
residence
ferelden
profession
priestess of lusacan
deity
the old gods (lusacan)
affliction
none
affiliation
herself

sexual orientation
pansexual
romantic orientation
panromantic
relationship status
in a relationship
eye colour
emerald green
hair colour
blonde
companion / 's
kairos
language / 's
tevene, ancient tevene, common

GENERAL
A PRIESTESS OF THE OLD GOD LUSACAN, WHO NOW SEEKS KNOWLEDGE IN THE FORM OF ARTEFACTS AND ANCIENT LOCATIONS THAT ARE OFTEN OUT OF REACH BY NORMAL STANDARDS; AFTER ALL, KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, AND GREAT FEATS REQUIRE PUSHING THROUGH THE PATH OF OBSCURITY. WITH AN EVER ONWARD STRIDE, DEIANEIRA IS CONSIDERABLY HEADSTRONG AS SHE STRIDES INTO THE UNFAMILIARITY OF UNKNOWN TERRITORIES, BRINGING FORTH GRANDEUR, A CALCULATIVE MIND, AND AN ENGROSSING AMBITION. HAILING FROM THE LANDS OF THE TEVINTER IMPERIUM, DEIANEIRA IS WELL REHEARSED WITHIN THE CULTURAL TRADITIONS, AND ALTHOUGH THE OLD GODS ARE NOW NEGLECTED BY THOSE WHO ONCE WORSHIPPED THEM, SHE STILL CONTINUES TO IMPLORE AND BE DEVOUT TO THE OLD GODS DESPITE VACATING HER ROLE AS A PRIESTESS. UNTIL THEN SHE FINDS HERSELF AMONG UNLIKELY ALLIES WHO SEEK TO SLAY THE BEING KNOWN AS THE UNRECALLED.

GENERAL
DEIANEIRA IS A WELL-REHEARSED WOMAN WHO OFTEN SHOWS OFF HER INTELLECT AND ABILITY TO SEE THINGS FROM A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE. SHE IS QUITE VERSATILE AND OPPORTUNISTIC, AND HER PERSONALITY IS KNOWN TO SOMEWHAT CHANGE DEPENDING ON HER DESIRES. A WOMAN WHO ALWAYS SEEMS TO TAKE CONTROL OVER DIFFERENT SITUATIONS IN AN EFFORT TO TURN THEM IN A WAY THAT BENEFITS HERSELF, WHO IS CALM AND CALCULATIVE AND WILLING TO UNDERGO FEATS THAT ARE EXCEPTIONALLY DANGEROUS IN HER AMBITIOUS PURSUIT OF KNOWLEDGE AND POWER.

CHARISMATIC BY NATURE, DEIANEIRA HAS HIGH EXPECTATIONS AND RETAINS MANY PRINCIPLES OF HER UPBRINGING IN TEVINTER; AS SUCH, SHE HAS FLOURISHED IN HER OWN WAY, WITH FINE AND REGAL MANNERISMS AND AN ABILITY TO TALK HER WAY OUT OF CONFLICT. SHE IS NOT ONE FOR STRAIGHT-ON CONFLICT, IN FACT FINDING SUCH TO BE TROUBLESOME AND BORING, BUT SHE IS EASILY ADAPTABLE TO DIFFERENT SITUATIONS. OFTEN SHE PRESENTS HERSELF AS BEING NOT ONLY POLITE BUT ALSO FAR MORE OPEN THAN MOST, WITH A SELF-EXPRESSIVE AND REBELLIOUS ATTITUDE. SHE IS REALISTIC IN HER THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS, FREQUENTLY REFERRING TO PREVIOUS EXPERIENCES AT THE BETTERMENT OF HERSELF. A BLONDE OF TRICKERY WIT, ABLE TO MANIPULATE AND TO ENTICE OTHERS INTO DOING THINGS FOR HER SHOULD SHE DEEM THEM TO BE CAPABLE OF SUCH. THE BLONDE REVELS IN THE CHAOS SHE WEAVES BETWEEN PEOPLE, THRIVING OFF OF IT, ESPECIALLY IF IT CAUSES TURMOIL, ONE MAY EVEN SAY SHE FEEDS OFF OF IT, FOR CHAOS IS BEAUTY AND A CYCLE THAT REPEATS ITSELF.

GENERAL
THE NOBLE IS ONE OF A RELATIVELY YOUNG AGE AND REMARKABLE BEAUTY, WITH VIBRANT SHADES OF GREEN LIKE THAT OF EMERALD-STAINED GLASS FOUND WITHIN A CHAPEL, A CHARACTERISTIC THAT ALL CALIMERIS MEMBERS SHARE. THICK, YET DARK LASHES CREATE QUITE THE DISPLAY UPON HER TANNED FEATURES, A CURTAIN OF DARKNESS THAT WOULD COVER SUCH EYES WHEN CLOSED. LONG LOCKS OF LIGHT BLONDE HAIR, OFTEN WOVEN WITHIN A SINGLE BRAID, MULTIPLE OR PARTIALLY LOOSE, SHE IS KNOWN TO ADAPT HER HAIR DEPENDENT ON THE EVENT. THOSE EYEBROWS OF HERS ARE ALSO DARK, BLACK IN COLOUR. HER APPEARANCE IS CERTAINLY ONE TO BE REMEMBERED. HER FORM IS UNBLEMISHED, HER SKIN TANNED AND HER FORM CURVY AND WELL-MAINTAINED. SHE LOOKS TO BE QUITE THE COMPOSED YOUNG LADY AND SUCH SHOWS THROUGH HER COMBINATION OF APPEARANCE AND MANNERISMS.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
UPON BOTH WRISTS, BURNED AGAINST HER FLESH, IS AN EYE WITH A SINGLE, SYMMETRICAL DOT EITHER SIDE OF IT, WHICH SHE HIDES WITH THE FABRIC OF HER GLOVES, BUT UPON CHANNELLING BLOOD MAGIC, THIS WILL OFTEN BE EXPOSED AND IS A CONSEQUENCE OF THE PACT SHE HAS MADE. SHE ALSO HAS A SINGLE BEAUTY MARK ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF HER FACE, AND ALONG HER ARMS SHE ALSO SHARES MULTIPLE SCARS, OFTEN ASSOCIATED WITH HER BLOOD MAGIC. ANOTHER SET OF DISTINGUISHING MARKS INCLUDES THE TYPE OF JEWELLERY SHE WEARS, A GOLDEN BAND, ONE OF WHICH IS IN THE SHAPE OF MULTIPLE SERPENTS AND IS MOST VISIBLE ON HER LEFT UPPER ARM. SHE ALSO WEARS A CIRCLET WITH BLOODSTONE AND HAND JEWELLERY THAT ALSO CONTAINS BLOODSTONE.

CLOTHING
OFTEN SEEN WEARING A VARIETY OF CLOTHING, WITH A PREFERENCE FOR SHORT TO MEDIUM DRESSES, FASHIONED AS TO RETAIN HER OWN MOVEMENT AND AGILITY, NOT DESIRING TO BE RESTRICTED. AS SUCH, HER CLOTHING IS DESIGNED TO BOTH SHOW OFF HER BEAUTY AS WELL AS HER ABILITY. USUALLY SEEN WEARING KNEE-HEIGHT BOOTS AND WITH LONG, BUT ALSO FINGERLESS GLOVES THAT MANOEUVRE OVER HER ELBOWS, WHETHER CRAFTED FROM THICK OR THIN CLOTH, TO LACE.

DEPENDING ON THE ENVIRONMENT, SHE WILL ALTER PARTS OF HER CLOTHING, SUCH AS APPLYING A LAYER OF FUR, A SHAWL, OR CLOAK, IN AN EFFORT TO STAY WARM DURING THE COLDER SEASONS. A SHAWL ACTS AS BOTH A HOOD AND A COVERING FOR HER SHOULDERS TO KEEP THEM WARM AND TO CONCEAL HER FLESH. HER USUAL DRESS IS HEAVIER ON ONE SIDE WITH LONG FABRIC, WHILE THE OTHER SIDE IS MORE REVEALING OF HER LEFT LEG, WITH LACE THAT CONCEALS MOST OF HER SKIN. IT IS CORSETED, WHICH KEEPS THE STRUCTURE OF THE DRESS IN PLACE, WITH THE UPPER PART OF IT BEING WRAPPED AROUND HER NECK. WITH A NOTED PREFERENCE FOR WEARING GOLDEN JEWELLERY, WHETHER IT BE ARMBANDS MADE OF GOLD, TO EARRINGS, BRACELETS OR NECKLACES, SHE CERTAINLY HAS AN EXPENSIVE ARRAY. HER PREFERENCES OF COLOURS FOR CLOTHING ARE USUALLY WHITE, GOLD, BLACK OR BLUE, THOUGH SHE TENDS NOT TO LIMIT HERSELF.

THE PAST
AS A YOUNG GIRL, DEIANEIRA SPENT THE MAJORITY OF HER CHILDHOOD GROWING WITHIN A PRESTIGIOUS HOUSEHOLD, AS AN ALTUS WITHIN TEVINTER SOCIETY, FOR MAGIC HAS BEEN RECURRENT WITHIN HER BLOODLINE. SHE IS THE SISTER TO FOUR OLDER BROTHERS, MEANING HER ROLE WITHIN THE FAMILY IS CONSIDERABLY LESSER IN NATURE. AS A RESULT, SHE GREW UP WITH HIGH EXPECTATIONS PLACED ON HER, WHICH SHE MET BY STUDYING, SPARRING TO HER MOTHER'S DISTASTE, AND PRACTISING THE MAGICAL FORMS. FOR SHE BECAME QUITE SKILLED, FLOURISHING WITHIN THE ARCANE ARTS IN CARASTES' IMPERIAL CIRCLE OF MAGI; HER STUDIES WERE ALWAYS VITAL, HAVING BECOME A WELL-REHEARSED AND EAGER PUPIL.

UPON BECOMING A PRIESTESS OF THE OLD GOD LUSACAN, IT WAS OF NO SHORT FEAT, FOR HER INTEREST IN THE OLD GODS UNDER SECRECY HAD ATTRACTED PRYING EYES AND SHALLOW WHISPERS OF PRECARIOUS INDIVIDUALS AND SUBTERFUGE. HER ATTENDANCE AS A PRIESTESS ALTERED BOTH HER ACTIONS AND WORDS, OFTEN CARRYING A DEEPER MEANING, FOR HER TRANSITION INTO THE WORSHIP OF THE OLD GODS CERTAINLY ALTERED HER VIEW OF THE WORLD AND MADE HER MORE SECLUDED FROM HER STUDIES. DURING HER SERVITUDE TO THE OLD GODS, DEIANEIRA GAINED THE EYE OF ONE OF THE PRIESTS, WHO BEGAN TO TEACH HER THE INTRICACIES OF BLOOD MAGIC AND HOW TO CONVERT THE ELIXIR OF LIFE INTO POWER FOR THE SACRAMENTS.

SHE BECAME ENAMOURED WITH THE ARTISTIC EXPRESSION OF BLOOD MAGIC AND FLOURISHED UNDER SAFE GUIDANCE. WORSHIPING THE OLD GODS IN SECRET WOULD EVENTUALLY LEAD TO HER DISMISSAL, LEAVING THE CONFIDES OF THE SANCTUM TO PURSUE KNOWLEDGE ON THEIR OWN ACCORD, VENTURING THROUGH DISTANT LANDS, WHERE A PACT WOULD EVENTUALLY BE FORMED WITH A DEMON KNOWN AS "THE ALL-SEEING," A BEING THAT REPRESENTS THE CHAOTIC NATURE OF ITS KIN, OFTEN FEASTING UPON THE KNOWLEDGE IT SEEKS, A BEING RIDDLED WITH DECEIT AND TRICKERY, OFTEN APPEARING AS AN EYELESS BIRD.

THE PRESENT
DEIANEIRA WOULD END UP FINDING HERSELF TAKING PART IN AN EXPEDITION WITHIN FERELDAN TO INVESTIGATE A RECENTLY UNEARTHED THAIG WITH A GROUP OF DWARVES, AND DUE TO HER NATURAL SKILL AND UNDERSTANDING OF BOTH HISTORY AND ARCHAEOLOGY, SHE FOUND HER PASSION AMIDST THE CRUMBLING RUINS. THOUGH THIS WOULD EVENTUALLY LEAD HER ELSEWHERE, AS SHE HAD FOLLOWED TWO GREY WARDENS TO LOTHERING AND THEN TO THE CAMP IN OSTAGAR, WHERE SHE WAS NOW SETTLED AMONGST A DIVERSE GROUP OF PEOPLE AND FACTIONS.

FOR NOW, SHE AWAITS THE APPROACH OF THE BLIGHT AND OFFERS HER SERVICES ALONGSIDE THE FORCES THAT HAVE GATHERED. HER PATRON HAS ALSO REQUESTED FOR HER TO LEARN FURTHER, TO MOVE INTO DISTANT RUINS TO FIND A LOOMING THREAT THAT WOULD STIR AMIDST THE SHADOWS.

THE DESTRUCTION OF OSTAGAR WAS UNEXPECTED, BUT THE BLONDE MAGE HAS FOUND HERSELF ONCE AGAIN TRAVELLING ALONGSIDE UNLIKELY ALLIES AS THEY SEEK TO AID THOSE AFFECTED BY THE BLIGHT AND THE NATURE OF THE WORLD. NOW SHE FINDS HERSELF SEEKING OUT A PLETHORA OF KNOWLEDGE IN ORDER TO DEFEAT THE DEMON CAST IN SHADOWS KNOWN AS THE UNRECALLED, REGARDLESS OF THIS HER ATTEMPTS AT BONDING WITH THE LITTLE GROUP HAS BEEN SOMEWHAT SUCCESSFUL.

THE FUTURE
THE FUTURE IS HARD TO PICTURE, BUT DEIANEIRA IS SEEKING TO OBTAIN ADDITIONAL KNOWLEDGE THROUGH THE CHANNELLING OF BLOOD, AND BY SEARCHING FOR DISTANT REMNANTS OF POWER. SLAYING THE DEMON KNOWN AS THE UNRECALLED IS ALSO A TASK SHE INTENDS ON DOING SHOULD TIME INTEND FOR HER TO DO SO.

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skills
persuasion • deception • intimidation • manipulation
lip reading • horse riding • poetry • trickery
reading • blood magic • writing
meditation • navigation

strengths
creative • confident • adaptable
adventurous • open-minded
diplomatic • opportunistic
passionate • meticulous
disciplined • perceptivelikes
rain • lightning • rats • riddles
constellations • birds • chaos
stargazing • trickery • rowan
blood magic • ruins • demons
the old gods • the all seeing
reading • exploration • wine
ocean • dragons • serpents

weaknesses
overly critical • self-indulgent
vengeful • gossipy • prideful
hedonistic • machiavellian
distrustful • mischievous
narcissistic • stubborndislikes
narrow-mindedness • laziness
templars • darkspawn • gnats
feebleness • pity • most dogs
abominations • loud people
arrogance • complaining
wasted potential • sacha
the chantry • tranquils

FAMILY

fatherantisthenes calimeris
mother (deceased)cressida calimeris
brotherdemetrius calimeris
brothererasmus calimeris
brotherirenaeus calimeris
brotheraeneas calimeris
partnerrowan de vio

○⸺⸺● ○ ●⸺⸺○JOURNAL○⸺⸺● ○ ●⸺⸺○

upon opening the journal, it would become apparent that such a book has been used to reflect on both old and new experiences. against yellowed pages contain a variety of notes that have been collected, as well as words written in relation to incidents and sights. such a book has certainly seen quite a fair amount, for droplets of dried blood had scattered across many pages.

CODEX PAGES

THE FIFTH CHILD OF THE CALIMERIS HOUSEHOLD, KNOWN FOR THEIR SIGNATURE BLONDE HAIR AND GREEN EYES THAT HAVE BEEN PASSED DOWN THROUGH MANY GENERATIONS OF CAREFUL BREEDING WITHIN TEVINTER SOCIETY. GROWING UP WITHIN THE CITY OF CARASTES, DEIANERIA IS NOT UNFAMILIAR WITH THE COMPLEXITIES OF TEVINTER SOCIETY AND THE EXPECTATIONS SAUGHT OF HER BY OVERBEARING, PRESTIGIOUS PARENTS WITHIN THE MAGISTERIUM. AS THE YOUNGEST CHILD WITHIN THE CALIMERIS HOUSEHOLD, HER ROLE WITHIN THE FAMILY IS CONSIDERABLY LESSER IN COMPARISON TO HER ELDEST BROTHER, BUT THAT DIDN'T STOP HER FROM ACHIEVING A HIGH EDUCATION AND PURSUING HER OWN DESTINY WITHIN THE SERVITUDE OF THE OLD GODS. DESPITE LEAVING HER POSITION AS A PRIESTESS, SHE CONTINUES TO PRAY TO AND WORSHIP THE OLD GODS. HER ACTIVITIES OF REVERENCE AND DEVOTION WOULD BE CONDUCTED DURING THE HOURS OF THE NIGHT, ALTERING HER LIFESTYLE; AS SUCH, SHE TRAVELS EXCLUSIVELY AT NIGHT, AND MAINTAINS CERTAIN PRACTICES, SUCH AS BLOODLETTING. BLOODLETTING WOULD EVENTUALLY LEAD TO BLOOD MAGIC AND THEN THE RITUALISTIC SACRIFICE OF WILLING AND NON-WILLING PARTICIPANTS, WHICH WAS A HARSH REALITY SHE ADAPTED TO. IN THE FACE OF OBSCURITY, THE PURSUIT OF KNOWLEDGE TRULY BECAME A NEVER-ENDING DANCE OF ACHIEVING POWER, RAISING AN AMBITIOUS WOMAN WHO STRIVES TO BECOME A FORCE OF NATURE, FOR BETTER OR WORSE.

HOUSE CALIMERIS IS AN OLD HOUSE THAT DATES BACK QUITE FAR WITHIN THE IMPERIUM, WITH THE CURRENT REIGNING LORD BEING ANTISTHENES CALIMERIS, A PROMINENT MAGE AND THE HUSBAND OF THE LADY CRESSIDA OF MINRATHOUS. ANTISTHENES IS THE FATHER OF FOUR SONS: DEMETRIUS, ERASMUS, AND THE TWINS IRENAEUS AND AENEAS, AS WELL AS ONE DAUGHTER CALLED DEIANEIRA. THOSE OF THE CALIMERIS HOUSEHOLD ARE KNOWN FOR THEIR SIGNATURE BLONDE HAIR AND GREEN EYES, WHICH HAVE BEEN PASSED DOWN THROUGH MANY GENERATIONS OF CAREFUL BREEDING. THE HOUSE HAS RAISED A FEW TALENTED MAGES AS WELL AS SOME SCHOLARS. ONE OF NOTE IS LEVITICUS, WHO STUDIED BOTH THE OLD GODS AND THE INTRICACIES OF BLOOD MAGIC AND WAS A CAPABLE MAGE DURING 5:10 EXALTED.

THEIR SIGIL IS OF A LONG, SERPENTINE CREATURE WITH A SINGLE PAIR OF FRONT LIMBS AND A DRAGON HEAD WITH FRILLS AND SPINES ROAMING DOWN ITS SPINE. THE CREATURE IS DISPLAYED AS WINGLESS WITH LARGE, SERPENT-LIKE FANGS. THE COLOUR OF THE HOUSE SIGIL IS GOLD, BLACK AND WHITE.

RUMOURS WITHIN TEVINTER HAVE SPREAD REGARDING THE INGESTION OF HIGH DRAGON'S BLOOD AMONG THE CALIMERIS FAMILY, BUT THEY ARE NOT DIRECTLY LINKED. THIS COULD SIMPLY BE A MEANS OF SPREADING RUMOURS, OR PERHAPS THERE IS SOME TRUTH TO IT.

THE LONGING CALL OF A SONG BIRD FILLED THE EVER-CHANGING PATH OF THE FADE AS COLOURFUL WINGS GLIDE EFFORTLESSLY BETWEEN EACH PERCH, FOLLOWING THE PATH OF CURIOUS DREAMERS, STAYING JUST OUT OF REACH OF WANDERING HANDS BECAUSE ITS LACK OF EYES IS SURE TO DISCOURAGE HORRIFIED EYES.

ON CLOSER INSPECTION, SUCH FAMILIARITY WOULD FILL MANY WITH EXISTENTIAL DREAD, A STOIC REMINDER OF THE DANGERS WITHIN THE FADE, FOR ENTITIES ALTER THEIR SHAPE TO PRESENT THEMSELVES AS APPEALING OR WELCOMING, LURING SIMPLE-MINDED MAGES INTO A FALSE SENSE OF SECURITY. FOR THIS CREATURE APPEARS AS AN EYELESS SONGBIRD OR A SWARM THAT CHASES OFF INTRUDERS, PARTICULARLY LESSER DEMONS.

ONE OFTEN SPEAKS OF DEMONS WHO WIELD GREAT DOMINION OVER POWER LEFT UNTOUCHED BY MORTALS, AND THE PURSUIT OF SUCH POWER COMES WITH ITS OWN ARRANGEMENT OF ILL-FATED CONSEQUENCES.

FOR THIS MONSTROSITY WITH AN ELONGATED MAW OF SHARP TEETH LAYS CLAIM AREAS OF THE FADE WHERE DREAMERS SEEK KNOWLEDGE. EVER STIRRING AND MONSTROUS IN APPEARANCE, ITS FORM IS EMACIATED AS IT CRAWLS ON ALL FOURS TOWARDS ITS QUARRY, A BEASTIAL BEING WITH AN EYELESS GAZE THAT LURES DREAMERS INTO PACTS. IN ITS ABSENCE, THE VISAGE IS A SHABBY MASK THAT MUST BE HELD IN PLACE BY ELONGATED FINGERS AND CLAWS.

IT SPEAKS IN A DECEITFUL MANNER; IT IS A DEMON OFTEN REGARDED AS A TRICKSTER, OFTEN ELONGATING SENTENCES AND USING CONNIVING WORDS TO TRICK INDIVIDUALS INTO A DEAL, OR A PACT, FOR ITS NATURE IS THAT OF TRICKERY, THAT OF A MANIPULATOR, ONE WHO STRIVES TO BRING FORTH CHAOS AND TO CONSUME THE KNOWLEDGE REGARDING IT.

THE ENTITY INTRODUCES ITSELF AS "THE ALL-SEEING," A BEING THAT CONSIDERS ITSELF TO BE NOTHING MORE THAN A SEEKER OF KNOWLEDGE, ONE WHO IS FUNDAMENTALLY AMBIGUOUS, METICULOUS, AND SHREWD. THOSE WHO HAVE STRUCK A PACT WITH THE DEMON HAVE HAD THE MISFORTUNE OF GAZING UPON ITS FACE, WHICH IS DESCRIBED AS BEING EYELESS, CONTRARY TO ITS NAMESAKE. IT BELIEVES THAT TRUE KNOWLEDGE CAN BE OBTAINED BY CLOSING ONE'S EYES, BECAUSE LEAVING THEM OPEN CAN LEAD TO BEING MISLED BY THE WORLD'S LIES AND FALLING FOR THE FACADES THAT FREQUENTLY APPEAR. HOWEVER, THIS IS FREQUENTLY A FORM OF BLINDING ONESELF TO THE REALITY OF WHAT IS HAPPENING, LEADING TO PARANOIA AND UNCERTAINTY.

MOST NOTABLY, IT PIQUES THE INTEREST OF POWERFUL MAGES WHO DABBLE IN A DARKER POWER, FOR BLOOD IS THE ELIXIR OF LIFE, A TOOL THAT MOST MAGES FAIL TO MASTER. THOSE THAT HOLD A PACT WITH THE ALL SEEING ARE MARKED BY A PAIR OF EYES UPON THE WRISTS OF THE INDIVIDUAL IN QUESTION, REGARDED AS BECOMING ITS EYES WITHIN THE MORTAL PLANE.

CURRENTLY THE ALL-SEEING IS BONDED TO THE TEVINTER MAGE DEIANEIRA CALIMERIS, WHICH IT USES AS A CONDUIT TO FURTHER ITS EVER-ONWARD HUNGER FOR KNOWLEDGE. ESSENTIALLY, THE BLONDE HAS BECOME ITS EYES. IT TOOK A GREAT DEAL OF TIME—A PERIOD OF TWO YEARS OF JUST METHODICAL THOUGHT AND PATIENCE—BEFORE THEIR BOND BECAME FORGED AND BOTH WOULD END UP BECOMING MORE AWARE OF EACH OTHER. THE BLONDE HAD REACHED OUT ACROSS THE FADE TO IT, AND ESSENTIALLY BOTH BECAME ONE. THEY INFLUENCE EACH OTHER, FOR WHEN DEIANEIRA BECOMES PROTECTIVE, POSSESSIVE, OR FOND OF SOMETHING OR SOMEONE, SO WILL THE ALL SEEING, JUST AS THE ALL SEEING'S CURIOSITY RUBS OFF ON THE BLONDE, INVOKING A FURTHER HUNGER FOR KNOWLEDGE. ONE MAY EVEN REGARD THE NATURE OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP AS EQUALLY BENEFICIAL, BUT DEMONS ARE NOT TO BE TRUSTED. REGARDLESS, THE ALL-SEEING DOES NOT FORCE DEIANEIRA TO COMMIT ACTS SHE WOULD NOT WISH TO ENGAGE IN BECAUSE SHE HAS A STRONG WILL, AND THEY BOTH HAVE A FORM OF RESPECT FOR ONE ANOTHER, IF ONE WERE TO EVEN CALL IT THAT. THE DEMON TAKES ON THE FORM OF A MAGISTER TO THE GREEN EYES OF DEIANEIRA, AND CAN BE SEEN WITHIN THE REFLECTION OF A MIRROR SHOULD IT BE SOUGHT OUT.

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NOTES

I HAVE NEVER BEEN ONE TO WRITE ABOUT THE DREAMS I HAVE HAD, BUT I FEAR I HAVE TOUCHED SOMETHING DARK. A NEVER-ENDING DREAM, EACH STEP I TAKE BECOMING HEAVIER AS I GET CLOSER, UNTIL THE CRIPPLING CHILL OF FEAR HOLDS ME IN PLACE, AS IF I AM FROZEN.

NO MATTER HOW HARD I PULL, I AM UNABLE TO FOLLOW MY ROUTE. THE CREEPING FEAR WOULD ONLY GROW, FOR I AM WITHIN AN UNWAKING NIGHTMARE; THE SOUNDS AROUND ME ARE DISTORTED AS THEY ECHO BETWEEN THE PATHS, AND I AM TRAPPED AMIDST THE TURNING OF THE FADE. A SOUND THAT IS SUPPOSED TO BE SWEET, BUT HERE IT IS NOTHING SHORT OF TERRIFYING, SO VASTLY OUT OF PLACE THAT IT BRINGS FORTH DREAD IN ME, A BIRD.

IS SOMETHING STOPPING ME FROM MOVING? OR IS IT ME? I CAN'T TELL YOU. THIS FEAR IS SOMETHING PRIMORDIAL, AN INSTINCTUAL COMPULSION I AM UNABLE TO FREE MYSELF FROM. I FEEL AS IF I AM BEING WATCHED, TOYED WITH, OR TESTED. SOMETHING HERE HUNGERS, AND IT GROWS IMPATIENT, FEEDING OFF OF MY FEAR AS I TRY SO DESPERATELY TO ESCAPE, CLAWING AT THE GROUND TO FREE MYSELF, BUT THEN THE SCENE SHIFTS DRASTICALLY AND I AWAKEN.

IT'S THE SAME DREAM EVERY NIGHT, AND I FIND MYSELF GETTING CLOSER NO MATTER WHAT DIRECTION I TRAVEL IN. I AM STRUGGLING TO AVOID FALLING INTO A SLUMBER; I FEEL FOR MY SANITY... I AM UNCERTAIN FOR HOW LONG I CAN CONTINUE THIS; WON'T SOMEONE HELP ME?

EACH NIGHT I GROW RESTLESS, GRIPPING THE SHEETS AS I TRY DESPERATELY NOT TO FALL ASLEEP. I DON'T KNOW FOR HOW MUCH LONGER I CAN CONTINUE THIS; MY EYES GROW HEAVIER AND HEAVIER, AND I AM UNABLE TO THINK CLEARLY AS THOUGHTS TURN INTO DREAMS, THEN THEY SHIFT INTO THE NIGHTMARE I AM UNABLE TO ESCAPE FROM.

AS THE WORLD AROUND ME TRANSFORMS INTO A FAMILIAR SCENE, I FIND MY BODY GROWING COLD, BUT THERE IS SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT THIS NIGHT. I AM ABLE TO TRAVEL FURTHER THAN BEFORE, AND MY ONCE-HEAVY STEPS ARE LESS TAXING ON ME. THE FAMILIAR SOUND CAME ONCE MORE, TAUNTING ME AS I NAVIGATED THROUGH THE EVER-CHANGING FADE. THIS REPETITION GREW FRUSTRATING AS I TOOK DIFFERENT TURNS, ONLY TO APPEAR WHERE I ONCE WAS, UNABLE TO GO ELSEWHERE BUT THE PATH I WAS FORCED TO TAKE.

THE SOUNDS GREW FAR MORE MENACING, BUT I CAME UPON A GROVE OF SOME KIND, DEAD TREES WITHIN A RING OF DEAD VEGETATION, AND BOOKS THAT WOULD FLOAT FROM PLACE TO PLACE WITH PAGES THAT WOULD LITTER THE FLOOR. SOMETHING LIVES HERE, AND OF THAT I AM MOST CERTAIN. FOR THE BRANCHES OF DEAD TREES WOULD SNAP AND SWAY, AS IF WAITING.

IN MY CURIOSITY, I APPROACHED, SCANNING THE PAGES ALONG THE FLOOR UNTIL THE TREES WERE PUSHED TO THE SIDE, REVEALING A PREVIOUSLY UNKNOWN PATH TO ME. THE BRANCHES WOULD SWAY, AND I COULD'VE SWORN THAT THERE WERE ARMS AND HANDS GRASPING FOR ME WITHIN THE DARKNESS, YET I WOULD PRESS ONWARD, UNABLE TO STOP NO MATTER HOW HARD I WOULD TRY.

TO MY DISTASTE, THE BRANCHES WOULD GRASP FOR ME, HOLDING ME IN PLACE AS I STRUGGLED TO PRESS ONWARD THROUGH THE NARROWING PATH THAT ONLY GREW SMALLER. I COULD FEEL THE SHARP FORKS OF THE BRANCHES CUTTING ME UNTIL I MANAGED TO PUSH MYSELF THROUGH AND INTO FREEDOM, OR WHAT FELT LIKE FREEDOM FROM BEING SUFFOCATED BY TREES. I TOOK BUT A MOMENT TO COMPOSE MYSELF, AND THERE, AS MY EYES WOULD GAZE UPON A DARK MASS THAT CRAWLED BETWEEN THE PATHS, I HAD HOPED IT WOULD NOT NOTICE ME AS MY VISION BLURRED AND I WOULD AWAKEN IN A BED DRENCHED IN SWEAT.

MY DAYS HAVE TURNED INTO BLURS; I AM UNABLE TO CONCENTRATE ON MY DAY-TO-DAY TASKS WITHOUT FALTERING AT THE SIMPLEST OF TASKS. I HAD JUST SET FIRE TO THE KITCHEN WHEN I HEARD A FAMILIAR CALL, A SONG BIRD THAT WOULD ECHO WITHIN THE CONFINES OF MY HOME. AM I CURSED? I FEEL THAT THIS IS TRUE AS EACH WAKING NIGHTMARE BECOMES MORE FOUL AND TWISTED. THE SMALLEST OF SOUNDS HAS ME CONCERNED THAT I AM BEING WATCHED BY AN OVERARCHING PRESENCE, FOR DEMONS ARE KNOWN TO TAKE ON SHAPES DIFFERING FROM THEIR ORIGINAL ONES. EVEN WRITING THIS NOW I AM UNABLE TO CONCENTRATE TRULY, FOR I FEEL MYSELF BEING TAKEN OVER BY SOMETHING DARK, MY PARANOIA IS GROWING AND I AM STRUGGLING TO LATCH ONTO REALITY WITHOUT FEELING PAIN AND STRIFE.

AS I WRITE THIS NOTE, I KNOW I WON'T BE ABLE TO AVOID THIS FATE FOR MUCH LONGER. I HAVE SOUGHT OUT HELP BECAUSE I CANNOT KEEP THIS UP. EACH NIGHT IT CONTINUES; I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER WHAT HAPPENS, AND I AM GROWING TIRED.

I SLIP BACK INTO A DEEP SLEEP, AND THE WORLD AROUND ME TRANSFORMS AS IT HAS MANY TIMES BEFORE, BUT THIS TIME IT IS DIFFERENT. I FEEL A STRANGE SENSE OF LONGING AS I FOLLOW THE PATH I ONCE TOOK THE FOLLOWING NIGHT. ONCE EACH STEP WAS HEAVY, NOW IT IS LIGHT, AND I FEEL AS THOUGH I HAVE A CHOICE AS OPPOSED TO BEING COERCED. A ONCE-HEAVY FEELING BECAME BEARABLE AS I FINALLY APPROACHED THE CREATURE THAT LAID CLAIM TO THE GROVE, CRAWLING UPON LIMBS AS IT SWAYED UPON ITS APPROACH. THE BODY WAS CONTORTED AND THIN AS IT SPOKE IN A TONE RIDDLED WITH DECEIT, THIN FINGERS HOLDING A MASK JUST ABOVE ITS ELONGATED MAW OF ANIMAL-LIKE TEETH.

IT PEERED DOWN AT ME, UTTERING IN A RYTHMIC TONE, "WHO IS THOU TO LAY CLAIM TO MY DOMAIN, AN INTERLOPER WHO STUMBLES UPON THE REMNANTS OF ITS HOME. "ONE WHO HAS ALLOWED THE FADE'S NATURE TO LEAD THEM HERE, INTO MY GAZE."

I GREW ANXIOUS UPON HEARING THE VOICE; IT ECHOED, AND I FELT TRUE FEAR BEFORE THIS GROTESQUE CREATURE AS MY LEGS FROZE STILL IN PLACE. "I MEAN NO DISRESPECT NOR TO TRESPASS, BUT FOR MANY NIGHTS I HAVE STUMBLED HERE, OVER AND OVER. THE SAME WAKING DREAM THAT NEVER ENDS."

THIS INVOKED A RESPONSE, AND THE ENTITY INCHED CLOSER WITH ONE CONTORTED STEP. "THOU HAS FOUND ITSELF TO BE PLAGUED, PULLED EVER CLOSER WITH EACH PASSING DAY. A NEVER-ENDING ILLNESS, A FOUL ROTTING OF THE BRAIN."

I REEKED OF FEAR UPON HEARING THOSE WORDS, FOR I FOUND MYSELF CONVERSING WITH AN ENTITY THAT KNEW OF MY PLIGHT, AND SO IT WOULD FEED UPON MY WORRIES. IT SKULKED AROUND, PULLING ITSELF TOGETHER ONE HANDFUL AT A TIME BEFORE SPEAKING FURTHER IN A TONE FILLED WITH KNOWLEDGE. "TELL ME, THEY WHO STUMBLE UPON MY DOMAIN, WHAT CAN BE TOUCHED BUT CANNOT BE SEEN?"

A RIDDLE? IN A PLACE LIKE THIS, I FOUND MYSELF CAPTIVATED AS MY FOCUS WOULD FALL UPON THE BEING THAT GREW, PULLING ITSELF FROM THE FLOOR TO STAND. IT WAS TALL, WITH LONG ARMS THAT HUNG JUST ABOVE THE GROUND, TORMENTING ME. "SILENCE..." I SAY QUICKLY AS THE CREATURE TILTS ITS HEAD BEFORE MOVING INEXORABLY CLOSE AND TOUCHING MY FOREHEAD WITH A SHARP CLAW WITH AN ELONGATED FINGER. UNABLE TO MOVE, I ACCEPT MY FATE, ONLY TO FIND MYSELF AWAKENING BETWEEN MY BED SHEETS.

THIS ENTITY KNOWS OF MY AILMENT, SO I WILL SEEK IT OUT AGAIN, ONLY THEN WILL I GAIN ANSWERS.

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ENTRIES

IT WOULD SEEM THAT THE OLD GODS HAVE SOMETHING PLANNED FOR ME, FOR TODAY I CLUTCHED A NOTE TIGHTLY TO MY CHEST, A REQUEST FOR MY INTELLECT AS A HISTORIAN TO SCOUR THE REMNANTS OF A RECENTLY UNEARTHED DWARVEN THAIG. AM I SURPRISED? YES, THOUGH OPPORTUNITY IS ABLE TO SHOW ITSELF IN ALL MANNER OF FORMS. IN THE NOTE, THEY PROCLAIMED THE THEORY OF THE THAIG BEING USED FOR TRADE WITH HUMANS, OF WHICH KNOWLEDGE MAY BE OBTAINED. BUT THE STIRRING OF DARKSPAWN IS SOMETHING TO BE WARY OF, BECAUSE JUST AS RATS SCURRY SILENTLY WITHIN THE DARKNESS, SO WILL THE DARKSPAWN IF GIVEN THE CHANCE TO DO SO. HOURS WOULD TURN INTO DAYS AS TIME BECAME FLEETING, AND I WAS ABLE TO MEET WITH THE DWARF IN QUESTION, CALLED JAVERIA, AND IN TRUTH, MY FEELINGS BECAME WOVEN IN UNEASE, A FEELING THAT GRATED AGAINST MY FLESH LIKE A SHARP BLADE. THERE IS SOME EXCITEMENT IN THIS, A RIVETING FEELING AS I PUSH AHEAD.

THE GROUP IS SMALL, BUT THAT PROVIDES US WITH FURTHER OPPORTUNITY TO GLANCE UPON THE MARVELS THAT WERE WITHIN. UPON RETRIEVING A MAP, OUR INVESTIGATION WOULD BEGIN AS I PROCEEDED TO MARK THE INTRICACIES OF THE THAIG ON THE PARCHMENT, MARKING OUT THE CLEAR PASSAGEWAYS AND RUBBLE BLOCKING OTHER ENTRANCES THAT GREW DEEPER. I WAS ASSIGNED TO A GROUP THAT INCLUDED THE DWARVEN MERCHANT CASIMIR, HIS BRONTO NAMED ANDRASTE, AN ELVEN ARCHER NAMED FELRON, AND THE MERCHANT'S SHIELD-WIELDING SISTER MIRUNA; THEY WILL UNDOUBTEDLY DEMONSTRATE THEIR ABILITIES TO ME IN DUE TIME. AS I WAS INSTRUCTED TO HEAD TOWARDS THE EAST ENTRANCE, I WAS QUICK TO MAKE HASTE WHILE REMINDING THE OTHERS TO TAKE CAUTION. OF NOTE IS THE STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY OF THE THAIG, IT IS MOST CERTAINLY RARE IN STRUCTURE AND HASTILY CONSTRUCTED, WITH EVIDENCE SHOWING THAT SUCH THAIGS WERE BADLY DEFENDED AND OFTEN THE FIRST TO FALL TO A HORDE OF DARKSPAWN.

THE THAIG CRUMBLES FROM THE SLIGHTEST OF RESISTANCES, THE WALLS ARE DAMP WITH MOISTURE, AND THE SKELETONS OF ANCIENT TOOLS SCATTER THE SCARRED FLOORS. AS WE PROGRESSED, SO DID THE DARKNESS, CONSUMING OUR FORMS AS WE MADE IT INTO A LIT ROOM THAT SURELY HAD SEEN BETTER DAYS. MY EYES WERE QUICK TO SETTLE UPON A DWARVEN JOURNAL. IN TRUTH, I WAS UNABLE TO UNDERSTAND THE LANGUAGE, BUT I COULD MAKE OUT THE HARSH DIAGRAMS THAT HELD CRITICAL INFORMATION, A SERIES OF TALLY CHARTS AND DIAGRAMS, HASTILY SCRIBBLED NOTES, AND THE CONSTRUCTS OF GOLEMS THAT LOOKED TO HAVE BEEN USED IN THE ACT OF CONSTRUCTION OF THIS THAIG, AS WELL AS OTHERS I AM MOST CERTAIN OF. THE THEORIES OF THIS THAIG BEING USED AS AN OUTPOST FOR TRADE WERE MOST CERTAINLY TRUE AT A TIME, FOR THE REMNANTS OF THIS THAIG HAVE PROVEN THAT TO BE SO. I WAS DIRECTED TOWARDS AN IDOL OF GOLD AND GREEN, FORMED INTO THE SHAPE OF A DRAGON AND COVERED IN AN ARRAY OF FEATHERS, THAT WAS KEPT CONCEALED WITHIN AN OLD BOX. THIS DRAGON WAS OF NO SIMPLE MAKE, FOR ITS FORM WAS THAT OF A HIGH DRAGON, BUT EVEN MORE POWERFUL, PERHAPS AN ARTISTIC REPRESENTATION OF ONE OF THE OLD GODS, ONE OF WHICH I BELIEVE TO BE ZAZIKEL, THE OLD GOD OF CHAOS.

BENEATH THE IDOL LAY A SCROLL THAT WOULD NEED FURTHER INVESTIGATION, FOR THE PARCHMENT IS WORN AND THE WORDS ARE AMISS, BUT IT DOES SPEAK OF A MAGISTER OF NO DISCERNIBLE NAME. THIS LEADS ME TO MORE QUESTIONS THAN ANSWERS, BUT AS IS THE NATURE OF THE WORLD, I WILL FIND THESE ANSWERS ELSEWHERE.

THE WALL WITHIN THE ROOM COLLAPSED, CAUSING PANIC AMONG THE GROUP AND THE ECHO OF SOUND TO FILL THE HALLS WITH AN EERIE GLOW. AS FELRON AND CASIMIR PEERED DOWN INTO THE DARKNESS, THE LIGHT BEING SENT DOWN WOULD EMIT THE SILOHOEUTE OF THE DARKSPAWN, WHICH WOULD PEER DIRECTLY BACK AT US, SNARLING AND GROWLING AS THEY SOUGHT TO REGROUP WITH OTHERS WITHIN THEIR RANKS. THE ELF WOULD FLEE, UNDOUBTEDLY A COWARD, AND FADE INTO THE DARKNESS, LEAVING US TO HEAR THE DISTANT SCREAMS OF SOMEONE SUFFERING A FATE ACHING TO DEATH; LET US HOPE HE DOES NOT BECOME A LOSE END TO BE SLAIN. NEVERTHELESS, THE BRONTO WOULD HAUL THE CRATE AND THE IDOL WITHIN IT DOWN THE PASSAGEWAY, WHERE WE ENCOUNTERED TWO GREY WARDENS WHO, BY CHANCE, WERE ALSO INVESTIGATING THE THAIG, THOUGH IN A DIFFERENT DIRECTION. NEVERTHELESS, WORDS WERE SPAT, AND THEY WERE WILLING TO LEAD US OUT OF THE SKELETAL REMNANTS OF THE THAIG.

BUT IN OUR HASTE, A CREATURE WOULD FOLLOW, A BEAST THAT CRAWLED ALONG THE GROUND, HISSING AS IT FORCED ITS MONSTROUS FORM THROUGHOUT THE COLD HALLS. MY PATRON ADVISED ME TO FLEE; IT KEPT SCRATCHING AT MY MIND, CLAWING AND SPEAKING IN A VENOMOUS TONE, INSTRUCTING ME TO FLEE AND LEAVE THEM FOR DEAD. I ENTERTAINED THE THOUGHT, BUT I COULD NOT BRING MYSELF TO LEAVE THE RELIC, AS THE BRONTO HAD NO INTENTION OF LEAVING WITHOUT THE MERCHANT. SWALLOWING MY DESIRE TO LEAVE, I WOULD JOIN THE REST OF THE GROUP IN BATTLING THE BEAST OF A HUNGRY MIGHT; IT WOULD TAKE TIME AND PATIENCE, BUT THE STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY OF THE TEMPLE WOULD BECOME OUR ADVANTAGE AS WE LEFT THE HALL AS THE RUBBLE CALAMITIES FELL ON THE CREATURE, CRUSHING IT BENEATH THE RUBBLE, OR SO WE HOPED.

UPON OUR EXIT OF THE RUINS, THERE WOULD BE ANOTHER LOSS, THIS TIME THE MERCHANT'S SISTER, WHO FELL WITHIN A PIT SHROUDED IN DARKNESS. JUST AS THE GODS GIVE, THEY CAN TAKE AS WELL. WE WOULD SPLIT TIES WITH THE REMAINDER OF THE EXPEDITION, AND BOTH ME AND THE MERCHANT WOULD FIND OURSELVES ALONGSIDE THE TWO GREY WARDENS, MAKING OUR WAY TO A TAVERN WHERE CONVERSATION WOULD TAKE PLACE AS WELL AS A MUCH-NEEDED BATH.

I GREW TO DISLIKE ONE OF THE WARDENS ALREADY, ONE WHO STILL HAS TIES WITH THE CHANTRY; HE CONFISCATED MY IDOL AFTER ALL THAT TRANSPIRED... I WILL RETRIEVE IT NONETHELESS; TIME IS ON MY SIDE, NOT HIS. AND TO THINK I WOULD WASTE A BOTTLE OF CHARDONNAY ON HIM, BUT FRUSTRATION LEADS TO ANGUISH AND ACTS OF DESPERATION.

ON THAT SAME NIGHT, I WOULD FIND MYSELF CONVERSING WITH AN ELF WHO INTRODUCED HIMSELF AS ZATHEL OF CLAN SARIS; THEY ARE CERTAINLY ASTUTE IN THEIR OBSERVATIONS OF ME, BUT EVEN THEN, I ALLOW PEOPLE TO SEE WHAT I WANT THEM TO SEE, SO I WILL HAVE TO BE CAUTIOUS AROUND THIS ONE. WE CONVERSED OVER OUR DRINKS, AND WORDS WERE EXCHANGED. WE BRIEFLY DISCUSSED SACHA, THE GREY WARDEN, WHO, IN ZATHEL'S WORDS, IS BOTH REALLY IGNORANT AND ANNOYINGLY FAITHFUL TO THE CHANTRY—AN ANNOYANCE FOR ME, TO BE SURE, BUT I WILL ADAPT AS ALL CREATURES ARE BORN TO DO.

HIS WORDS GREW IRRITATING, AS DID THAT ANNOYING DEMEANOUR, BUT I FOUND THE COMPANY TO BE AMUSING REGARDLESS OF OUR DISTINCT DIFFERENCES. THE NATURE OF OUR CONVERSATION WOULD LEAD US TO THE CIRCLE, AND HOW APPALLING THEIR TREATMENT OF MAGES WAS, AND HOW CERTAIN CHOICES WOULD LEAD US DOWN THE MOST UNEXPECTED OF PATHS AND CHOICES, AS WELL AS A BRIEF MENTION OF NIGHTMARES.

I STEPPED AWAY FROM THE CONVERSATION TO TAKE A MUCH-NEEDED BATH, AND THERE IT WAS: THE FAMILIAR FEELING OF MY PATRON, THE ECHO OF A VOICE IN MY MIND AS MY GAZE RESTED ON THE REFLECTION OF THE MIRROR IN THE ROOM, AND THE DARKENED FORM OF THE DEMON I HAD BOUND MYSELF TO WAS THERE, CONVERSING WITH ME. WE DISCUSSED MY RECENT VENTURE AND HOW I FOUND MYSELF TRAVELLING ALONGSIDE THE GREY WARDENS. I WAS INSTRUCTED TO STAY WITH THEM UNTIL AN ANSWER TO A PARTICULAR QUESTION WAS NEEDED, AND I WAS TO ASK THE ELVES OR HALF-ELF WOMAN TO TAKE ME TO THE TEMPLE WITH THE MIRROR. I HAVE YET TO RETRIEVE THE OLD IDOL THAT HELD SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO ME; I AM NOT SURE WHAT THAT MEANS, BUT TIME WILL TELL.

IN SEARCH OF ANSWERS FOR MY PATRON, I WOULD WANDER THE CAMP, SEARCHING FOR EITHER OF THOSE WHO MIGHT SHED SOME LIGHT ON THE NATURE OF THE MIRROR. I FOUND THE FEMALE WARDEN ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE CAMP; HER NAME IS ROWAN, AND I MAY FIND MYSELF ENJOYING HER COMPANY THROUGH THE ONCOMING STORM. THE DISCUSSION OF NIGHTMARES SEEMS TO BE A SHARED TRAIT AMONGST WARDENS, AND I DID INQUIRE FURTHER ABOUT ITS NATURE, AND IT WAS IN RELATION TO THE TAINT. TO BE PLAGUED BY NIGHTMARES SEEMS LIKE A CRUEL FATE, BUT EVEN NIGHTMARES CAN BE AN OPPORTUNITY TO LEARN. WHEN I WAS OLD ENOUGH TO DREAM, I REMEMBER THE FADE HOLDING SO MANY MARVELS AND DANGERS ALL IN ONE PLACE, THE SPIRITS OFFERING WISDOM, AND THE DEMONS OFFERING A CHALLENGE OF WITS. EVEN AS A YOUNG GIRL BARELY ABLE TO COUNT TO TWENTY, I ASKED THE RIGHT QUESTIONS AND CHOSE MY ANSWERS CAREFULLY WITH EACH BREATH. FATHER ALWAYS SPOKE OF THE DANGERS, BUT EVEN AS A GIRL WITH A VIVID IMAGINATION, I COULD NOT STOP MYSELF; THE WONDERS WERE TOO GREAT.

OUR CONVERSATION WOULD SETTLE UPON OUR VENTURE INTO THE KORCARI WILDS EARLIER, OUR LOCATION OF THE MISSING ASH WARRIORS, AND THAT MUTT, WHERE I HAD MET A TERRIFIED-LOOKING ELVEN WOMAN WHO CAME FROM ONE OF THE CIRCLES. OF COURSE SHE WAS INTENT ON STAYING NEXT TO THE TEMPLAR OF THE PARTY AND WANTED ME TO STAY CLOSE, AS IF A SCARED LITTLE GIRL COULD TELL ME WHAT TO DO, BUT I WILL FORGIVE HER THIS TIME FOR HER IGNORANCE. NEVERTHELESS, MY CONVERSATION WITH ROWAN WOULD LAND UPON DRAGONS AND HOW THEY ARE FAR MORE INTELLIGENT THAN WHAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF BELIEVING. I DID QUITE LIKE THIS CONVERSATION, AND SHE SEEMS TO BE OPEN TO ALL MANNER OF POSSIBILITIES; AN OPEN MIND IS ONE FOR LEARNING RATHER THAN A CLOSED ONE. I DID PROD HER FOR ANSWERS REGARDING THE MANY UNUSUAL SIGHTS SHE MAY HAVE SEEN AS A WARDEN, AND THIS BORE FRUIT; SHE HAD MENTIONED A RUIN FROM A FEW DAYS AGO, AND A MIRROR WAS INDEED MENTIONED. IN OUR HASTE, WE WOULD FIND ZATHEL TO JOIN AT ROWAN'S REQUEST.

OF COURSE THE ELF WAS SUSPICIOUS OF ME, AND HE WOULD SPIT OUT RETORTS TO ROWAN. I FOUND THEIR CONVERSATION QUITE AMUSING, BUT THERE IS CLEARLY QUITE A BIT OF TENSION BREWING BETWEEN THE TWO. I WAS QUICKLY DENIED ENTRY TO THE RUINS BY ZATHEL'S SCORNFUL WORDS, FOR MY ANSWER OF KNOWLEDGE WAS CLEARLY MET WITH AGGRESSION, BUT AT LEAST I KNOW HOW TO GET UNDERNEATH HIS SKIN. THOUGH I MUST AGREE THAT RUINS ARE NOT MADE FOR ALL, AND THAT SHOULD BE RESPECTED, I FEAR THESE ARE TIMES WHERE SUCH MORALS MUST BE BROKEN FOR THE BETTER.

TO GAIN ANSWERS FOR MY PATRON, I ENDED UP FOLLOWING THEIR TRACKS ON HORSEBACK, USING THE GRASSES TO MY ADVANTAGE SO AS NOT TO RAISE ANY SUSPICION OF PRYING EYES. THE JOURNEY WAS LONG, BUT I WOULD FIND MYSELF AT THE RUIN MARKED BY LIGHTLY COLOURED WALLS AND CRUMBLING REMNANTS. CONCEALING MY HORSE WITHIN THE LUSH VEGETATION AND MY FORM WITHIN THE ABANDONED WATCHTOWER, MY EYES SETTLED UPON BOTH ZATHEL AND ROWAN WITHIN MY SUBTERFUGE, MERELY OBSERVING THEIR ACTIONS UNTIL MY PATRON SPOKE TO ME, ASKING QUESTIONS ABOUT WHAT THE TWO HAD SEEN. I MENTIONED THE MIRROR SPEAKING WITH A FIGURE BORN OF SHADOWS WITHIN IT, AND THAT PIQUED ITS INTEREST, AND I WAS INSTRUCTED TO PRESS ROWAN FURTHER IN REGARDS TO THE CREATURE. THE AREA WAS DARK, AND I COULD FEEL THE REMNANTS OF A DARKER MAGIC SURROUNDING THE BROKEN MIRROR STAND—A PECULIAR SIGHT—BUT I STILL INTENDED TO WAIT UNTIL THE WARDENS WOULD LEAVE. THE DEMON BELIEVES IT HAS A COMPETITOR, ONE THAT MAY PROVE TO BE A THREAT TO THE PLANS IT HAS WOVEN, AND THAT THE WARDENS HAVE RELEASED IT. I WILL FOLLOW THIS GROUP AND BECOME ENTWINED IN THEIR LIVES. A TIME WILL COME WHEN BETRAYAL IS A NECESSITY, THE OPPORTUNE MOMENT WILL COME, AND A SIDE MUST ALWAYS BE CHOSEN, EVEN IF IT IS THE WRONG SIDE. REGARDLESS OF SIDE, THIS IS A LESSON WORTH LEARNING. I FOUND A SHARD BELONGING TO THE MIRROR, AND NOW I MUST KEEP IT SAFE AND AWAY FROM PRYING EYES, IT MUST REMAIN COVERED ALWAYS.

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THE IDOL... I MUST RECLAIM IT FROM THE TEMPLARS, AND I WILL NOT STOP UNTIL SUCH A THING IS OBTAINED ONCE MORE. WITHIN THE SHADOWS, I SUMMON A BEING OF SHADOW, HIDDEN FROM THE EYES OF MORTAL MEN. FALLING WITHIN AN ACT OF CONTEMPLATION, I ALLOW MY MIND TO BE FREE, TO BRING FORTH THIS BEING IN AN EFFORT TO AID ME IN THE IDOL'S RETRIEVAL. ITS SHAPELESS FORM WOULD APPEAR BEFORE THE TEMPLAR, CAUSING HIM TO STUMBLE UPON IT, A VITAL DISTRACTION THAT WOULD PERSIST, ATTEMPTING TO STOP SACHA FROM PROGRESSING. THIS WOULD CONTINUE, SECOND AFTER SECOND AND MINUTE AFTER MINUTE. I HAVE NO KNOWLEDGE OF WHERE THIS MAN INTENDED TO TAKE THE IDOL, BUT I COULD CARE LESS; IT IS WELL WITHIN MY GRASP.

IN TRUTH, THE TEMPLAR WAS PERSISTENT, OFTEN TRYING TO MAKE IT PAST THE ENTITY BEFORE IT, IN TURN, WOULD GRASP AT THE MAN, BOTH DISAPPEARING WITHIN THE WILDERNESS AWAY FROM ME. THE PATH HE INTENDED TO TAKE WAS DIVERTED, AND WITH THAT, MY CONCENTRATION WOULD GROW AS TIME ACHED TO A STANDSTILL. ALREADY MY PLAN WAS SET IN MOTION, AND SACHA BEGAN TO QUESTION MY SERVANT, ASKING IT IF IT CAME FROM THE IDOL, WIELDING THE IDOL, AND THREATENING TO BREAK IT SHOULD THE ENTITY CONTINUE. I KNEW THIS WAS MY MOMENT TO TAKE CHARGE OF THE SITUATION WHILE SACHA WAS BUSY. I CREPT OUT OF MY TENT, DRESSED IN MY CLOAK, AND PRETENDED TO BE A RESTLESS WOMAN UNABLE TO FALL ASLEEP. I ACTED SURPRISED UPON SEEING SACHA, PROCLAIMING THAT SLEEP HAD ESCAPED ME AND THAT I WISHED TO VENTURE BEYOND THE WILDS.

AS A KIND-HEARTED SOUL, THE TEMPLAR WOULD PLACE HIMSELF BETWEEN ME AND THE SERVANT, ACTING TO DEFEND ME FROM THE ENTITY THAT WAS UNDER MY CONTROL. THIS WAS THE RIGHT MOMENT, FOR HE WOULD HAND THE IDOL TO ME AS HE REACHED FOR HIS SWORD. THE OBJECT OF MY DESIRE WAS NOW FIRMLY WITHIN MY HANDS, AND AS HE TURNED TO FACE THE BEING, I WOULD FLEE AS WAS EXPECTED OF ME. I WAS QUICK IN ORDER TO AVOID BEING SEEN UPON MY DISPERSAL, ACTING THE PART OF A WORRIED WOMAN AS I HID BEHIND A TREE JUST PAST THE CAMP. AND THERE, MY PATRON WOULD WHISPER IN MY EAR, URGING ME TO CHANNEL MAGIC INTO THE IDOL; I KNEW MY TIME WAS LIMITED BECAUSE I FELT THE TEMPLAR STRIKE DOWN THE SERVANT WITH A SINGLE SWING.

I DID WHAT WAS ASKED OF ME AND CHANNELED MAGIC INTO THE IDOL OF GOLD AND GREEN, CAUSING IT TO BREAK AND FORM CRACKS, AND AS THE GOLD WOULD SHATTER, ITS FORM BECAME OBVIOUS TO ME. FOR THE FEATHERED HIGH DRAGON WOULD BE CARRYING A SMALL CREATURE OF SIMILAR APPEARANCE WITHIN IT, AND A SINGLE EYE WOULD CAST A GLANCE AT ME AS SACHA'S APPROACH BECAME INEVITABLE AND HE YELLED OUT MY NAME. TO TURN THIS INTO AN ADVANTAGE FOR MYSELF, I WOULD PLAY THE PART OF A CONFUSED BUT WORRIED MAGE; OFTEN, DECEIT IS A NECESSITY. I WAS QUICK TO OFFER MY HAND TO THE SERPENTINE-LIKE DRAGONLING, CAREFULLY PLACING IT WITHIN MY SATCHEL TO KEEP IT BOTH WARM AND AWAY FROM PRYING TEMPLAR EYES.

IN REGARDS TO SACHA, I ASKED IF THE ENTITY HAD BEEN DEALT WITH, TO WHICH I WAS MET WITH A QUICK RESPONSE. MY FEIGNING OF CONCERN WOULD LEAD TO THE TEMPLAR BEING UNSUSPECTING. HE ASKED IF I WAS FINE, AND I NODDED, AND I ADMITTED MY CONCERNS ABOUT POSSESSION AND THE DESTRUCTION OF THE CAMP WERE HE TO FAIL, WHICH SEEMED TO HAVE SATED HIM. AS THE DISCUSSION RETURNED TO THE IDOL, I WAS QUICK TO ADMIT THAT IT COLLAPSED IN ON ITSELF AND SUGGESTED IT MAY HAVE BEEN IN REGARD TO THE ENTITY HE HAD SLAIN, AND HE WAS QUICK TO BELIEVE IT. MANIPULATION IS A NECESSITY, AND I FOUND MYSELF HOLDING HIS ARM AS WE MADE OUR WAY BACK TOWARDS THE CAMP. WE EXCHANGED QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS, AND HE SEEMED KEEN TO UNDERSTAND MY FIELD OF STUDY.

IF I AM TO BEFRIEND THESE PEOPLE, I AM TO SEEK FAVOUR WITH EACH OF THEM, AT WHICH I USED THE TIME TO APOLOGISE TO THE TEMPLAR FOR MY PREVIOUS INSULT TO HIM WITHIN THE TAVERN. NEVERTHELESS, I WOULD QUICKLY EXCUSE MYSELF, FOR THE CREATURE HAD CAUSED QUITE THE DESTRUCTION WITHIN MY SATCHEL, SO I EXCUSED MYSELF TO MY TENT. MY PATRON WOULD QUICKLY REMIND ME THAT NAMES HAVE POWER AND THAT I NEEDED TO NAME THE CREATURE, SO I GAVE IT THE NAME KAIROS, WHICH MEANS "OPPORTUNE MOMENT," WHICH I THOUGHT WAS APPROPRIATE. I WILL KEEP THE DRAGON SAFE, AND I WILL TEACH IT AS MUCH AS I AM CAPABLE OF TEACHING WITHIN REASON.

IT HAS BEEN SOME TIME SINCE I LAST SCARRED THE PARCHMENT OF MY JOURNAL WITH INK, BUT NOW SEEMS TO BE THE TIME FOR THE PAST SERIES OF EVENTS TO HAVE FORMULATED AND CREATED A FEAR I HAVE NEVER ONCE FELT, SOMETHING THAT REACHED DOWN AND PULLED AWAY AT THE LITTLE FEELINGS OF SELF-DOUBT I HAD. A FEAR SO PRIMAL THAT I WAS INCAPABLE OF COMPOSING MYSELF, I STOOD STRICKEN IN A COLD FEAR AS A SHADOWY HAND REACHED FOR ME, ONLY TO BE PULLED AWAY BY THE SELFLESSNESS OF ANOTHER.

REGARDLESS OF THIS, AN OUTING TO DESTROY A CAMP OF ENEMY TROOPS ALMOST SEEMED TOO EASY, THE PRESENCE OF A BLOOD MAGE EVEN LESS SO; THEY ARE OFTEN SIMPLE TO DESPATCH; BUT THE LAKE BUBBLED AND A MIST OVERCAME THE REFLECTIVE SURFACE, AND OUT OF THE WATER CAME THE SHAMBLING CORPSE OF A DRAGON THAT WAS IN THE HIGHER STAGES OF DECOMPOSITION, FOR ITS FLESH WAS HELD LOOSELY AGAINST ITS BONES AS IT SPEWED A FLAME OF GREEN THAT CORRODED THE FLESH FROM BODIES. AND THEN IT WOULD APPEAR—THE BEING MY PATRON WAS SO EVER INTERESTED IN, FOR ITS BODY WAS WRAPPED IN SHADOWS AND ITS FEATURES CONCEALED. THE COLDNESS THAT ENVELOPED THE BEING WAS ENOUGH FOR US TO INITIALLY FLEE, BUT I KEPT NOTE OF THE AREA FOR FURTHER USE.

MY PATRON WOULD SHORTLY CONVERSE WITH ME ONCE I HAD SETTLED BACK WITHIN THE CASTLE. SITTING IN FRONT OF A VANITY AMIDST ONE OF THE MIRRORS IN SECRECY, AWAY FROM PRYING EYES AND EARS, THERE WE CONVERSED.

THIS BEING IS A HIGHER DEMON THAT RESIDES CLOSER TO THE BLACK CITY THAN MOST INHABITENTS WITHIN THE FADE, AND TO SEE IT PHYSICALLY WITHIN OUR REALM IS CERTAINLY SOMETHING TO BE CONCERNED ABOUT; THAT MUCH IS TRUE, AND THE ALL-SEEING SEEMED ALL THE MORE CONCERNED BY ITS PRESENCE. IT IS SPECULATED THAT THE CHAOS OF THE BLIGHT AND THE RETURN OF AN ARCHDEMON HAVE PAVED THE WAY FOR THIS SHADOW DEMON TO ARRIVE AND SEEK OUT CHAOS, BUT REGARDLESS, I WILL HAVE TO BE CAREFUL AND SEARCH FOR MY OWN ANSWERS REGARDING THIS. POWER MUST BE OBTAINED IN ORDER TO DEFEAT IT; MY PATRON SPOKE OF ITEMS WIELDING POWER, SUCH AS A CROWN, AND AS SUCH, I WILL HAVE TO GATHER THESE ITEMS ALONGSIDE THE PARTY.

KNOWING I WOULD NOT SEE THE DEMON FOR SOME TIME, I KNEW I WOULD HAVE TO TAKE MATTERS INTO MY OWN HANDS, AND WHAT BETTER YET THAN TO TAKE ROWAN WITH ME, FOR SHE WAS AS EAGER AS A PUPPY TO FOLLOW ME WHEREVER I WENT, SO WHY NOT TAKE HER BACK TO WHERE THIS STRANGE VOYAGER WAS LAST SEEN? REGARDLESS, SHE WAS JUST AS KEEN TO AID ME AS WE TRAVELLED TO THE FORMER SIEGE CAMP THAT WAS LYING IN RUINS, ASH LITTERING THE GROUND LIKE A BLANKET OF FRESHLY FALLEN SNOW. THE RESIDUAL MAGIC I FELT HERE WAS GREAT, ALMOST AS IF THE FADE HAD BEEN UTTERLY BROKEN WITHIN THE BONES OF THE CAMP, SOMETHING I TOOK GREAT NOTE OF.

I SOUGHT AN AUDIENCE WITH THIS BEING, AND AS SUCH, I SPILLED MY BLOOD INTO THE TEAR AND UTTERED WORDS OF INVOCATION, BUT I SHOULD HAVE BEEN PATIENT, FOR I WOULD COME TO MEET THE CREATURE THAT FROZE ME STILL IN FEAR. MY BLOOD WAS SAPPED AND PULLED INTO THE TEAR, WHERE I WAS HELPLESS AND UNABLE TO FIGHT AGAINST IT. WITHIN THIS REALM OF SHADOW, MY EYES WOULD SETTLE UPON ITS ABSENCE OF FACE, BUT TWO RED AND GREEN EYES THAT STOOD OUT THROUGH THE DARKNESS MADE IT REACH FOR ME, AND THEN I WAS PULLED INTO THE LIGHT. ROWAN HAD TAKEN ME OUT OF ITS REALM, BUT AT THE COST OF HERSELF BEING LOST, EXCHANGED FOR A ROWAN OF ANOTHER TIME, OR WHAT IT SO CLAIMED TO BE. SHE WAS CONFUSED AND ASKED WHERE SHE WAS, AND THE FURTHER I EXPLAINED, THE MORE QUESTIONS FORMED IN MY MIND, HUNGERING FOR ANSWERS. ROWAN CLAIMED SHE WENT TO TEVINTER AFTER DEFEATING THE DEMON, BUT OF COURSE THIS DOES NOT MATCH UP WITH OUR REALITY, THE WORLD WE CURRENTLY OCCUPY. NEVERTHELESS, SHE SPOKE OF KEYS WE ALL NEED TO RETRIEVE, MINE BEING LITTLE KAIROS, AND IT SEEMS SACHA HAS HIS OWN ALREADY, BUT THEY WOULD LEAD TO THE GATHERING OF POWER, WHICH COULD THEN BE USED TO DEFEAT THE DEMON.

WE SEARCHED THE CAMP, AND SHORTLY WE REACHED THE GENERAL'S TENT, WHERE A BLACK LOGBOOK WOULD BE HANDED TO ME, AND FROM THERE I WOULD BEGIN TO SATE MYSELF WITH READING FOR THE NIGHT. EACH PAGE DETAILS MILITARY REPORTS ON THE ENEMY AND MENTIONS THE REQUIREMENTS OF NUMEROUS BODIES FOR THE MAGES THAT LOGHAIN INSISTED ON BRINGING. THERE WERE MANY NAMES, A LIST OF THEM INCLUDING CHILDREN TO BE USED WITHIN SOME KIND OF BLOOD RITUAL; IT SEEMS TRIVIAL, BUT MY MIND STRAYS AND I HAVE FURTHER QUESTIONS. THE BOOK DETAILED THINGS ABOUT MORE BODIES BEING NEEDED AND HOW THEY WERE TO BE DELIVERED TO MASKED SOLDIERS WHO REEKED. THE SOLDIERS COLLECTED THE BODIES AND TOOK THEM AWAY ON A CART. IN RETURN, THE MAGES CRACKED THE OUTER WALL OF THE CASTLE FOR THE FORCES OF GWAREN. THEY WERE IN THE PROCESS OF GATHERING MORE WHEN ULDRED SUDDENLY DEMANDED MUCH MORE, AS HE HAD FOUND A NEW EXPERIMENT TO TRY. THE GUARDS WITH HIM WERE DIFFERENT NOW. THEY NO LONGER STANK, AND SOME OF THE SOLDIERS REPORTED THAT THE GUARDS HAD GLOWING GREEN EYES. SOME EVEN SWORE THERE WERE FOUR EYES PER HUMAN, WHICH WAS OUTRAGEOUS TO THEM, THOUGH WITH TIME I CAN CONFIRM THESE CLAIMS ARE INDEED CORRECT, FOR I HAVE SEEN THEM.

MY EXISTENCE HAS BEEN CHANGED, FOR I SOUGHT TO BRING FORTH SUFFERING TO SOMEONE WHO HAD PREVIOUSLY HARMED THE WOMAN I HAVE GROWN TO ADORE, AND THAT WAS WHAT I DID; I PLAYED MY PART PERFECTLY AND FOUND MYSELF WITHIN THE COMPANY OF MULTIPLE TEMPLARS WITHIN HIGHEVER. THERE I BROUGHT THOSE WHO HAD SUFFERED FIRSTHAND BY THE TEMPLARS TO SEEK OUT THEIR OWN CONTROL, THEIR OWN FREEDOM FROM THE CRUELTIES OF MEN, AND SO CAME FORTH THE CHAOS, THE PROLONGED SUFFERING OF MEN, AND THE BLOOD AND POWER THAT WERE WOVEN AS THE VEIL GREW EXCEPTIONALLY THIN. I GREW INTOXICATED, USING MY BLOOD AS A WEAPON TO MAKE THE TEMPLARS COMPLY AS THEY VIOLENTLY THRASHED AND CONVULSED, THEIR BODIES SPASMING. IT WAS DELIGHTFUL, AND I FOUND MYSELF DESIRING MORE AS I FELT SOMETHING REACHING OUT, CRAVING TO BE SET FREE, SO I SUMMONED IT, A FEAR DEMON, ONE OF THE SERVANTS TO MY PATRON, WHERE IT WOULD AWAIT MY INSTRUCTIONS TO KILL THE TWO TEMPLARS I PUPPETED AROUND. IT SO WILLINGLY INDULGED, TAKING THEM INTO THE DARKNESS OF THE CHANTRY. THEIR TERRIFIED SCREAMS FILLED THE SILENCE.

MY PRIZE WAS THE TEMPLAR WITH THE NAME GARRICK, AND AS SUCH, I WOULD FIND HIM NAVIGATING THE GARDENS, TO MY DELIGHT, AS HE INTENDED TO STRIKE ME DOWN AS IF I WERE SOME SIMPLE CIRCLE MAGE. I TOYED WITH HIM, DRAWING HIM EVER CLOSER WHILE MAINTAINING MY OWN DISTANCE. HE SO DESPERATELY TRIED TO SLAY ME, ONLY TO FAIL AS I MADE HIS BODY CONTORT AND BREAK TO OBEY MY EVERY COMMAND. FIRST I HAD HIS BODY BREAK ONE HAND, THEN BOTH OF HIS LEGS; I MADE HIM BOW LIKE A DOG; AND THEN I FORCED HIS SPINE TO SNAP, KILLING HIM. HE TRIED SO DESPERATELY TO RESIST, TO ONLY ALLOW HIS RAGE TO FUEL HIM, BUT HE WOULD EVENTUALLY BREAK, SCREAMING OUT IN PAIN. THOUGH I HAD ONLY WISHED TO BE ABLE TO PROLONG IT WITHOUT KILLING HIM SO QUICKLY, I WILL NEED TO REFINE MY CRAFT. REGARDLESS, I TOOK HIS SWORD AND INTENDED ON RETURNING IT TO MY PARTNER.

NEVERTHELESS, WE AS A GROUP WOULD EVENTUALLY LEAVE ON HORSEBACK, TAKING ALL THAT WE COULD—THE COIN, HORSES, AND ALL MANNER OF THINGS. I GOT BESTOWED UPON ME A VISION AS OUR TRAVELLING WOULD FORM INTO MINUTES AND THEN HOURS—A VISION THAT TOLD ME TO GO TO THE WAKING SEA. THERE WE WOULD END UP FINDING AN UNOCCUPIED CASTLE, ONE THAT WAS HIDDEN FROM VIEW AND HUGGED A MOUNTAINSIDE; AT LEAST HERE THE THREE WOULD BE SAFE, AND I TOO WOULD REQUIRE IT. THEIR NAMES ARE KALLIAN, SOLONA, AND LYNA, AND I HAVE FORMED SOME MANNER OF BOND WITH THEM, ONE OF MUTUALISM AND DEVOTION; ONLY TIME WILL TELL ME MORE.

REGARDLESS, MEN ARE ONLY CAPABLE OF STEPPING OVER THOSE UNABLE TO PUSH BACK; THEREFORE, I AM FIT TO DESTROY THE LAW OF SUCH.

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IT HAS BEEN SOME TIME SINCE I LAST WROTE WITHIN MY JOURNAL. WITHIN ORZAMMAR, THERE HAVE BEEN A SERIES OF INCIDENTS THAT HAVE OFTEN LEFT A BITTER TASTE ON MY TONGUE. WE VENTURED INTO THE DEEP ROADS, WHERE THE SMELL OF HEAT AND STONE BECAME ALMOST OVERPOWERING. WE WADED THROUGH DARKSPAWN, ERADICATING THE BLIGHTED SCOURGE BEFORE ARRIVING WITHIN A CHAMBER THAT HELD A MENAGERIE OF PEDESTALS, ONES THAT COULD HOLD THE SERIES OF ARTEFACTS WE HAD COLLECTED UPON OUR TRAVELS. ONE BELONGS TO KAIROS FOR THE DRAGONLING TO STAND UPON; WE SHALL SEE WHAT THE WORLD HAS IN STORE FOR HIM.

IT WOULD SEEM THAT I HAVE SEWN DISCOURSE BETWEEN THE GROUP DUE TO THE CURIOSITY OF AN INSUFFERABLE CIRCLE MAGE. THE TEMPLAR LACKS TRUST IN ME YET HAS SOMEHOW MANAGED TO FORGIVE MY FIRST OUTED LIE. PERHAPS THIS WILL FORCE THE TEMPLAR TO BECOME MORE FINELY ATTUNED TO THE NATURE OF THE WORLD AND HOW IT IS NOT AS SIMPLE AND GRAND AS HE INTENDS ON BELIEVING IT TO BE, BUT I SEVERELY DOUBT IT. THE CHAOS THAT WAS INFLICTED TORE QUITE THE GASH; A CONVERSATION WAS PARTAKEN IN, AND ROWAN WAS ALL THE MORE EAGER TO DEFEND ME AGAINST SACHA, WITHIN REASON. I OFTEN FIND CHAOS TO BE QUITE BEAUTIFUL; THERE IS ALWAYS A BEAUTY IN IT, AND I FIND THAT I HAVE A STRONG DESIRE TO BRING IT FORTH WITHIN SITUATIONS OF STRIFE; IT EXCITES ME. TO MAKE THE TEMPLAR ANGRY AND TO MAKE HIM FALL INTO A STATE OF RAGE, IT SHOWS JUST WHO IS IN CONTROL.

TO KEEP UP MY ACT, I APOLOGISED, THOUGH DID IT MEAN ANYTHING? OF COURSE NOT. WHY SHOULD I APOLOGISE FOR PROTECTING KAIROS FROM THOSE WHOM I DO NOT KNOW OR TRUST? IT SEEMS UNLOGICAL TO DO SO, FOR WHY SHOULD I SO EASILY LAY TRUST IN THOSE WHO HAVE NOT GIVEN ME ANY REASON TO TRUST?

AN UNFORTUNATE REMINDER OF MY PAST DECIDED TO SHOW THEIR FACE—MY HUSBAND TO BE, DARINIUS THERASTES, WHO MADE IT VERY APPARENT WHY I LEFT TEVINTER. HOW HE CAUSED A SCENE WITH THE REMAINDER OF THE PARTY—TO AVOID AN AWKWARD CONVERSATION, I TOOK MYSELF OUT OF ANY CONFLICT. A FIGHT DID OCCUR WHEN ZATHEL ATTEMPTED TO RETRIEVE A DALISH ARTEFACT THE MAGISTER WEILDED, THEN CAME FORTH MEMBERS OF THE DWARVEN CARTEL, AND SO THE FIGHT BECAME ONE AS THE CARTEL WAS EASILY SLAIN AND THE ELVES THAT JOINED THE TEVINTER WOULD BE SET FREE FROM A GLYPH THAT KEPT THEM COMPELLED, UNDER THE INFLUENCE IF YOU WILL. THE CITY GUARD BECAME INVOLVED, AND NEXT WE KNEW, WE WERE PULLING MY FIANCE AROUND TO FIND THE BOOK I SO INCONVENIENTLY SOLD TO THAT MERCHANT. IT WAS NOT THE WISEST OF DECISIONS, BUT THERE IS NO REVERSAL OF IT. WE FOUND OUR WAY TOWARDS THE HARIMONT ESTATE; THERE WE ENTERED THE DELAPIDATED REMNANTS OF ITS SKELETON, BUT I FELT WRONG HEADING INTO THERE, LIKE THERE WAS SOMETHING THERE, EXISTING. THINGS KEPT GOING WRONG AS WE INTENDED TO RETRIEVE THE BOOK FROM THE VAULT; MY FIANCE WOULD TRAIL BLOOD ACROSS THE STONE FLOOR AND DISAPPEAR WITHIN THE DARKNESS, AS IF SOMETHING HAD TAKEN HIS UNCONSCIOUS BODY.

I DID NOT SEE WHAT TOOK HIM AS I VENTURED INTO THE LEFT CORRIDOR, FOLLOWING THE BLOODTRAIL THAT LED ME TO A CHANDELIER. HIS BODY WAS CONTORTED AND IMPALED OVER IT, THE BLOOD FLOWING AND FALLING THROUGH THE FLOOR BENEATH IT. YET I FOUND MYSELF STARING, WATCHING AS THE BLOOD FELL FROM HIS LIFELESS BODY. WERE I THE ONE TO HAVE DONE THIS, YOU MIGHT SAY? POSSIBLY. REGARDLESS, I SIMPLY STOOD THERE, INCAPABLE OF MOVING. I AM UNCERTAIN OF WHAT HAPPENED, BUT I FOUND A STRONG DESIRE TO STAY THERE, TO RETRIEVE WHAT WAS INSIDE THAT BOX, TO THE POINT WHERE I WAS GRABBED AND PULLED AGAINST MY WILL BY THE BLASTED TEMPLAR, ONLY TO THEN BE KNOCKED OUT BY ROWAN.

LACKING MY OWN CONTROL REGARDING THIS IS AN UNFORTUNATE SERIES OF EVENTS, SO I MUST GAIN ADDITIONAL POWER TO AVOID BEING IN THIS SITUATION ONCE MORE.

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INVENTORY
equipmentengulfing hunger
a staff that radiates an electrifying purple glow, often enveloping the users hand in strands of lightning which acts as a guard. crafted of twisted metal and creating a long, bolt-like spear of purple and white, with flowing pieces of metal wrapping around the staff.two ceremonial daggers
a pair of matching ceremonial daggers lined with gold along the hilt, used for blood magic and gifted to her by a priest of lusacan upon completing her rights. they have been used frequently to shed the blood of both a willing participant, as well as herself.scimitar
obtained through the aid of rowan upon venturing through the ruined tower of the destroyed camp, now to be a weapon for deianeira to bloody and to siphon into a weapon of might. she has the challenge of of wielding and understanding it.

key possessions
gold serpent armband
a golden armband crafted to look like multiple serpents circling around her upper arm. a prized possessions that was gifted to her, and as such it holds a strong significance towards her.bloodstone circlet
a golden circlet with bloodstones etched within it, a possession that is less prized, but she most certainly is never seen without it.the band of blood
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other items
book of electromancy
a book on electromancy and the casting of such spells, a book obtained from the circle of magi in carastes. inside are numerous scribbles and notes written along the borders of numerous pages.dwarven journal
acquired in the hastily built dwarven thaig. it is written in dwarvish and contains multiple tally tables, diagrams of dwarven mechanisms, as well as gollums used in construction.tevinter scroll
hidden within the box of an artefact of zazikel, written in ancient tevene, is a worn scroll that mentions an unknown magister.general's logbook
from the destroyed camp. it details about bodies being needed and how they were to be delivered to masked soldiers who reeked. the bodies were collected and put into a cart. in return, the mages cracked the outer wall of the castle for the forces of gwaren. uldred demanded more bodies for a new experiment. the guards were different and no longer reeked, they in fact held glowing green eyes, often depicted as being four.necklace of adaptation
a necklace that holds the sigil of an ent, bestowed upon her by an elf. it protects her ability to breathe in a variety of harsh environments and under extreme, hazardous situations of harmful gases, vapours and even a dragons breath.dragonling / drake scales
an assortment of undamaged scales.

the bard

nothing in life is ever free, but i seek to bring enjoyment regardless of that. whether it be reciting poetry, strumming my lute or serenading the locals. regardless, at times of strife, a good bard can save the downtrodden and inspire the masses.

CAELIN FARLEY
pronunciation
kay-lin • faar-liy
nickname / 's • cael, farley
title / 's • the mockingbird
pronouns • he / him
gender • cis male
race / ethnicity • half-elf
alignment • true neutral
age • 38

date of birth
15th of the hammer
birthplace
baldur's gate
residence
the wilderness
profession
travelling entertainer
deity
milil
class
bard
archetype
sandman
background
entertainer

birth sign
sign of the raven
sexual orientation
pansexual
romantic orientation
panromantic / ambiamorous
relationship status
in a polyamorous relationship
companion / 's
none
eye colour
hazel / green
hair colour
dark brown
language / 's
common, elvish, undercommon

GENERAL
A CHARISMATIC HALF-ELF BARD THAT CURRENTLY TRAVELS WITH A GROUP OF ENTERTAINERS THAT HE HAS BECOME APART OF IN HIS PURSUITS OF ADVENTURE. QUITE THE TALENTED VIOLINIST AND LUTE PLAYER, WITH A PASSION FOR THE VIRTUOSO ARTS. WELL KNOWN AS BEING QUITE FLIRTATIOUS AND DARE ONE EVEN SAY ROMANTIC, CAPABLE OF WEAVING WORDS WITHIN A DELIGHTFUL MANNER AS TO SWAY WOULD BE PARTNERS TO EITHER ENTERTAIN OR TO HAVE COMPANY WITH. A PROLIFIC CHARMER WHO ENJOYS RECITING TALES, PLAYS, POETRY AND SONGS, EVER EAGER TO SHARE A PITCHER OF WINE WITH ATTRACTIVE INDIVIDUALS.

GENERAL
CAELIN IS KNOWN FOR BEING A VERY CHARISMATIC HALF-ELF, ABLE TO TALK HIS WAY THROUGH CONFLICT TO AVOID IT, OR TO ACT AS A MEDIATOR BETWEEN FEUDING PARTIES. HE IS NOT ONE TO HOLD GRUDGES, WITH A FREE AND OPEN MIND, NOT GULLIBLE TO GOSSIP, BUT STILL HOLDS IT CLOSE SHOULD IT SATIATE HIS DESIRE FOR A DRAMATIC FLARE. HE ADORES MUSIC, POETRY, DANCING, AND OFTEN SHOWS SUCH WITH HIS FLARE, ACTIONS AND WORDS. WHETHER IT BE PLAYING HIS VIOLIN, LUTE OR RECITING A TALE OR POEM, HE CERTAINLY WIELDS QUITE THE FLIRTATIOUS PERSONA AND HAS MULTIPLE PARTNERS DUE TO HIS AMBIAMOROUS NATURE WITH HIS FIRST PARTNER, AVELINE. A ROMANTIC WHO TAKES THE TIME TO SHOWER HIS LOVERS WITH AFFECTION AND ADORATION, FREQUENTLY RETRIEVING GIFTS FOR THEM.

GENERAL
A DASHING HALF-ELF OF A TANNED AND FRECKLY COMPLEXION, WITH DARK AND LIGHT BROWN HAIR THAT IS SHAVED EITHER SIDE AND PUT INTO A MESSY BUN. WITH WELL-SHAPED EYEBROWS AND A THICK SHADE OF FACIAL HAIR THAT IS RELATIVELY WELL KEPT AND SHAPED. CAELIN IS QUITE THE LOOKER WITH A SCRUFFY APPEARANCE, A CASANOVA IF YOU WILL WHO CERTAINLY USES HIS APPEARANCE TO HIS ADVANTAGE WITH GETTING HIS OWN WAY IN DISCUSSIONS, OR COURTING. HIS BODY IS COVERED IN FRECKLES, MOST NOTICEABLY IS HIS ASS THAT IS ALSO QUITE FRECKLY. CAELIN IS ALSO NOT SHY TO WEARING MAKEUP, PRIMARILY EYELINER WHICH HE HAS OFTEN BEEN GIVEN FROM THE WOMEN AND OCCASIONAL MEN IN HIS LIFE. HE NOTICEABLY HAS RELATIVELY LONGER EARS COMPARED TO MOST OTHER HALF-ELVES.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
EASILY DISTINGUISHABLE BY HIS MISMATCHED EYES OF HAZEL AND GREEN, WITH A SINGLE BEAUTY MARK THAT CAN BE FOUND ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF HIS FACE. A SINGLE SCAR ALSO SETTLES AGAINST THE RIGHT AREA OF HIS MOUTH FROM A PREVIOUS ENCOUNTER WITH A WOULD-BE ROGUE. ON HIS NECK CAN ALSO BE SEEN A TATTOO OF A BLOOMING ROSE.

CLOTHING
CAELIN WILL WEAR A VARIETY OF DIFFERENT CLOTHING DEPENDING ON HIS SCHEDULE, RANGING FROM FORMAL TO CASUAL. HE HAS A PREFERENCE FOR SOFT FABRIC WITH SYMMETRICAL PATTERNS, COLOURS TYPICALLY RANGE FROM NEUTRALS TO MORE VIBRANT SHADES.

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skills
deception • persuasion • instrument playing • intimidation
story-telling • poetry • bartering • cooking
acting • dancing • investigation

strengths
resourceful • opportunistic
perceptive • charismatic
compassionate • creative
self-aware • fast learnerlikes
sketching • dancing • the rain
coffee • addictive substances
instruments • aveline • cards
travelling • stories • poetry
fresh fruit • tree climbing
reading • intimacy • music

weaknesses
flirtatious • playful • gossipy
self-indulgent • hedonistic
mischievous • machiavellian
manipulativedislikes
other bards • bad performances racism • violence • flies • nobles
bad wine / alcohol • greediness
snow • the cold • misogyny
uncomfortable clothing
biting insects • laziness

FAMILY

fathertanseril larethkaender
motherniamh farley
sistermaeve farley
partnereileithyia
partneraveline
partnerliam
daughterantheia

the taxidermist

i am not a depraved individual, despite taking an artistic appreciation in the darker aspects of life. decay is a natural part of life, so why should i not paint it upon a canvas for those to stare at? decay comes in many forms, not just the process of corpses revealing bones.

NYX XISTRITH
pronunciation
nix • xis-str-ith
nickname / 's • nyxie
title / 's • the starling
pronouns • she / her
gender • cis female
race / ethnicity • elf
alignment • true neutral
age • 40

date of birth
16th of marpenoth
birthplace
undiclosed
residence
baldur's gate
profession
taxidermist
deity
none
class
warlock
archetype
the great old one
background
haunted one

birth sign
sign of the swan
sexual orientation
asexual
romantic orientation
biromantic
relationship status
its complicated
companion / 's
a starling
eye colour
blue
hair colour
black
language / 's
common, elvish, infernal

GENERAL
A DARK BEAUTY WHO GOES BY THE NAME OF NYX, ONE WHO TENDS TO BE ALLURED TOWARDS THE DARKER ASPECTS OF ARTISTIC EXPRESSION. AN ARTIST BY PASSION, WITH A KEEN INTEREST IN THE ACT OF PAINTING OR SKETCHING THE MANY ASPECTS OF DECAY, WHETHER IT BE ENVIRONMENTAL, BIOLOGICAL OR STRUCTURAL, THE ACT OF SOMETHING DECAYING BACK INTO NATURE HAS GAINED HER ATTENTION FROM AN ARTISTIC PERSPECTIVE. HER PROFESSION IS THAT OF A TAXIDERMIST AND SHE IS QUITE SKILLED IN THAT REGARD, TRANSFORMING ONCE DEAD ANIMALS INTO WORKS OF ART FOR COLLECTORS.

GENERAL
WITH QUITE THE MACABRE DEMEANOUR, THE ELF KNOWN AS NYX IS RELATIVELY QUIET YET WELL COMPOSED, INTROVERTED,. A LOVER OF THE MORE DARKER THINGS IN LIFE, USUALLY DUE TO THE ARTISTIC PURSUIT OF THE PERFECT MUSE. A KEEN INTEREST CAN BE NOTED OF HER PASSION FOR INVERTEBRATES, ARACHNIDS AS WELL AS THE PRESERVATION OF ANIMALS THROUGH THE ART OF TAXIDERMY. A FREQUENT ENJOYER OF BOTH WINE AND A BOOK COMPOSED OF DRAMA AND MURDER, OR THE DARKER ASPECT OF POETRY.

REGARDLESS, THE ELF IS NON-JUDGEMENTAL, THOUGH STRUGGLES TO EXPRESS EMPATHY REGARDING CERTAIN SITUATIONS. EVERYTHING LIVES AND DIES, AND THE THOUGHT OF BEING SAD OVER SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL THAT NATURALLY OCCURS IS BEYOND PERPLEXING TO HER. THOUGH IF SOMETHING WERE TO HAPPEN TO HER TWIN, SHE WOULD CERTAINLY SHED QUITE A FEW TEARS, SHOWING HER NOT TO BE ENTIRELY ODD.

GENERAL
WITH A STRIKING APPEARANCE, THE ELF IS SEEN WITH LUCIOUS LOCKS OF BLACK, WAVY HAIR, OFTEN LEFT LOOSE OR FIXED INTO AN UPDO. SMALL BRAIDS FASHIONED IN BETWEEN SUCH WAVES.

WITH THIN EYEBROWS THAT ARE NOTICEABLY DARK, ALTHOUGH WELL-MANAGED WITH THICK LASHES WHICH ARE COVERED IN BOTH BLACK MASCARA AND EYES DON UNDERNEATH WITH BLACK EYELINER. HER APPEARANCE IS STRIKING AND HER LOVE FOR THE MACABRE IS OFTEN SHOWN WITHIN HER DAY-TO-DAY APPEARANCE.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
ONE CAN DISTINGUISH NYX FROM HER IDENTICAL TWIN DUE TO THE UPWARDS CRESCENT THAT KISSES HER SKIN, A TATTOO OF SOME SORT? ALONG WITH FLOWERS OF A BLACK INK BEING SETTLED ACROSS HER BODY WITHIN A DELICATE BUT BEAUTIFUL DISPLAY. SCARRING MAY ALSO BE FOUND ACROSS HER ARMS AND LEGS.

CLOTHING
QUITE WELL KNOWN FOR HER PREFERENCE OF LACEY CLOTHING, WITH A DRESS WHICH FREQUENTLY CLINGS TO HER FORM, ACCOMPANIED BY A CORSET. ADORING INVERTEBRATES AND CHOOSING TO SHOW SUCH IN HER CLOTHING AS COBWEB PATTERNS MIGHT BE SHOWN ON HER LEGGINGS AND GLOVES. SHE ALSO WEARS A PLETHORA OF JEWELLERY EITHER ATTACHED TO BLACK CORD, SILVER CHAIN OR BLACK RIBBON AS WELL AS COLLARS OF LACE.

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skills
painting • sketching • body art • taxidermy • wine tasting
butchery • gardening • insect catching

strengths
calm • patient • adaptable
connoisseur • principled
imaginativelikes
taxidermy • decay • songbirds
skulls • animals • feathers
spiders • reptiles • fungi
flowers • art • painting
sorrow-filled stories

weaknesses
overthinking • insular • blunt
rigid • independent
introverteddislikes
boring stories • annoying songs
excessive noise • bright lights
most people • animal cruelty
bad art • most vegetables
arrogant men

FAMILY

fatherhadren xistrith
mothercaestrianna xistrith
twin-sisternereth xistrith
daughterlycaena xistrith

THE HEAVENLY MIGHT

what am i... a defender of those who are too weak to stand up for themselves... no. however i am the spear that drives itself from the heavens to smite those who attempt to escape their punishment. tooth, claw, fang or sword it matters little to me for my vengeance will be swift and merciless.

CLEOTHERA
pronunciation
klee • oh • fare • ah
nickname / 's • cleo
title / 's • heavens might
pronouns • she / they
gender • cis female
race / ethnicity • scourge aasimar
alignment • chaotic good
age • 34

date of birth
21st of tarsakh
birthplace
not applicable
residence
vaasa
profession
bounty hunter
deity
hoar
class
bard (w) / paladin (v)
archetype
arcane duelist / divine hunter
background
acolyte

birth sign
sign of the trident
sexual orientation
homosexual
romantic orientation
aromantic
relationship status
single
companion / 's
none
eye colour
amber
hair colour
brown and black
language / 's
common, celestial, sylvan

GENERAL

AN AASIMAR WHO IS ON QUITE THE QUEST OF VENGENACE, TAKING ON THE ROLE OF A BOUNTY HUNTER AS SHE SEARCHES THE WORLD FOR THOSE TO PUNISH. CONSIDERABLY RIGID IN NATURE, NOT SO EASILY SWAYED FROM PUTTING DOWN THOSE WHO ARE A BLIGHT TO THE LAND. DESPITIE HAVING QUITE A HARSH EXTERIOR, THE AASIMAR CAN BE QUITE SWEET WITH THOSE WHO SHE HOLDS IN A CLOSE REGARD, INDICATING THAT THERE IS MORE TO HER THAN THAT NEED TO STRIKE OTHERS DOWN MERCILESSLY.

GENERAL
CLEOTHERA IS QUITE THE INDIVIDUAL, WITH A BURNING SENSE OF WHAT IS BOTH RIGHT AND WRONG, ONE WHO TAKES THE ROLE OF JUDGE, JURY AND EXECUTIONER QUITE SERIOUSLY. SHE IS A HUNTER OF THOSE WHO HAVE YET TO BE PUNISHED FOR THEIR MISDEEDS. A WOMAN WHO IS QUITE PERSISTENT IN HER ROLE, REGARDED AS BEING WICKED WHEN DELIVERING HER JUSTICE.

HAVING A SENSE OF HUMOUR THAT ONE MIGHT FIND A BIT COLD, REGARDLESS HER VIEW OF THE LAWS OF THE LAND IS OFTEN QUITE DISREGARDED, FOR SHE ACTS ON THE BEHALF OF HOAR, AND IS UNCARING OF SUCH LAWS. IN THE END HER JUSTIC WILL BE EXECUTED, REGARDLESS OF ANOTHERS STANDING WITHIN SOCIETY.

CALM AND PRECISE, OFTEN HAVING QUITE THE HEROIC DEMEANOUR TO HER. PATIENT AND COMPASSIONATE WHEN SUCH IS REQUIRED OF HER. DETERMINED AND STUBBORN TO THE T, NOT SO EASILY DISUADED FROM HER QUEST, HOWEVER... SHE IS QUITE A FLIRT WITH THE LADIES.

GENERAL
CLEOTHERA IS CERTAINLY A BEAUTY, ALTHOUGH MORE MASCULINE IN BEHAVIOUR AND APPEARANCE. HAIR IS CONSIDERABLY LONG, RESTING JUST BENEATH HER SHOULDER, LOOSE BUT ALSO WAVY. EYES ARE A SHADE OF YELLOWY AMBER, BROWS ARE DARK AND LOCKS TRANSITION FROM BLACK TO BROWN.

HER FORM I RELATIVELY ELVEN IN APPEARANCE, WITH LONG EARS AND A CERTAIN CELESTIAL BRILLIANCE TO HER FORM. RATHER TALL AND MUSCULAR IN APPEARANCE, WITH ABS THAT COULD CHISSEL STONE DARE ONE TO EVEN SAY. HER BACK HOWEVER WOULD HAVE SMALL REMNANTS OF FEATHERS, INDICATING HER AASIMAR NATURE. WINGS ARE BIRDLIKE IN COLOUR, RESEMBLING A RED KITE TO BE SPECIFIC. THE COLOUR OF HER WINGS RANGE FROM WHITE, RED, BROWN AND BLACK.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
CLEOTHERA HAS A FEW DISTINGUISHING MARKS, MOST NOTICEABLY A BEAUTY MARK JUST BENEATH THE CORNER OF HER RIGHT EYE. ALSO LITTERED WITH A VARIETY OF GOLDEN SCARRING ACROSS HER BODY. ONE MIGHT EVEN BE LUCKY TO SEE THE SHADOW OF A HALO THAT COMES OFF JUST ABOVE HER HEAD, INDICATING HER AASIMAR NATURE.

CLOTHING
WHEN IT COMES TO CLOTHING, CLEOTHERA IS KNOWN TO WEAR LOOSE BUT EASILY MANOUVERABLE CLOTHING WHEN RELAXING, A SHIRT THAT CLINGS TO HER ABS. KNOWN FOR WEARING ANYTHING THAT REALLY FITS HER CURRENT SITUATION.

WHEN IT COMES TO HER ARMOUR, THAT IS A DIFFERENT STORY ENTIRELY. A MIX OF THICK LEATHER, CLOTH AND METAL WHICH PROTECTS HER MORE VULNERABLE AREAS. IT IS A MIX OF MEDIUM AND HEAVY, GIVING HER EASY MANOUVERABILITY WHILST ALSO MAINTAINING A DECORUM OF PROTECTION. SUCH IS OFTEN NEUTRAL IN TERMS OF COLOURS, A MIXTURE OF GREY, BROWNS AND OF COURSE THE OCCASSIONAL SILVER.

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skills
deception • playing instruments • aerial combat • archery • poetry
hand-to-hand combat • persuasion • climbing • tracking
swordsmanship • parkour • herbalism

strengths
compassionate • determined
calm • straightforward
fast learner • adaptable
empatheticlikes
women • rain • songs • gambling
musical instruments • swimming
sketching • justice • archery
swordsmanship • combat
magic • animals • nature
violence

weaknesses
stubborn • cold • misguided
blunt • independent • vengeful
flirtatious • hedonistic
nonconformistdislikes
abominations • wasted potential
most men • unnecessary cruelty
misogyny • arrogance • politics
injustice • laziness • racism
bad performances • alcohol
narrow-mindednes

FAMILY

fatherunknown
motherunknown

THE FANGED LADY

to get what i want out of life requires very little, just a man who seeks to cherish me in all manner of gifts and sweet words. a flutter of my lashes and a single gaze and then most people fall under my thrall, eager to please and cater to my every whim. but i am no monster, i take very good care of my beloved pets.

CAMILLE AUVRAY LAURENT SINCLAIR
pronunciation
kuh • meel
nickname / 's • auvray
title / 's • red, lady auvray, marchioness
pronouns • she / they
gender • cis female
race / ethnicity • vampire
alignment • true neutral
age • 68

date of birth
22nd of december
birthplace
-----------
residence
-----------
profession
noble
deity
none
affliction
vampirism
affiliation
clan sinclair

sexual orientation
pansexual
romantic orientation
panromantic
relationship status
engaged
eye colour
emerald green
hair colour
natural red
companion / 's
a horse
language / 's
english, latin and french

GENERAL
THE MARCHIONESS KNOWN AS CAMILLE AUVRAY LAURENT SINCLAIR, A RED-HAIRED BEAUTY OF HIGH STANDING WITHIN THE SINCLAIR FAMILY. WELL KNOWN FOR HER CONFIDENT DEMEANOUR AND ABILITY TO SPEAK HER MIND, QUITE THE LITTLE CALCULATING VAMPIRE WITH KNACK FOR MANIPULATING HER VICTIMS THROUGH ACTS OF SEDUCTION AND ALLURE.

SHE IIS BUT THE ELEGANT DAUGHTER OF KONRAD SINCLAIR AND GENEVIEVE ROUX, SISTER TO ANTOINE SINCLAIR AND THE SOON TO BE BETROTHED OF HEINRICH SINCLAIR, HER COUSIN, TO HER OWN ANNOYANCE OF SUCH. HOWEVER IT WOULD OPEN UP MANY DOORS TO HER IN HER DESIRE TO GAIN ADORATION.

GENERAL
CAMILLE HAS QUITE THE PERSONALITY, KNOWN FOR BEING INDEPENDENT FROM THE FAMILY, ESPECIALLY IN HER OWN PURSUITS AND DESIRES. CONSIDERABLY CHARISMATIC, ABLE TO TALK HERSELF OUT OF PROBLEMS, OR INTO THEM SHOULD SUCH BE A DESIRE TO HER, KNOWN FOR USING SUCH SITUATIONS TO HER OWN ADVANTAGE.

PERSUASIVE BUT ALSO DECEPTIVE, A MANIPULATOR WHO IS CONTENT TO USE OTHERS FOR HER OWN PLEASURE, TO CARRY OUT HER WORD SHOULD SHE REQUIRE TO THEM. HER PLAYFUL DEMEANOUR OFTEN MIGHT RAISE A BROW OR TWO, MISCHIEVIOUS AND WITH A HUNGER FOR INTIMACY, WHETHER SUCH BE FROM FEEDING OR ENGAGING SEXUALLY.

HOWEVER CAMILLE IS QUITE LOVELY PROVIDING ONE GETS OVER SUCH BEHAVIOUR MENTIONED BEFOREHAND. WITH A LOVE FOR HORSE RIDING, HUNTING AND THE ARTS, A CONNISSEUR OF FINE WINE AND A LOVER OF ENGAGING IN BALLS. QUITE PROGRESSIVE WITH A HATRED TOWARDS THOSE WHO FOCUS THEIR BIGOTRY ON MARGINALISED PEOPLE.

GENERAL
CAMILLE IS KNOWN FOR HER BEAUTY, OFTEN CALLED LADY RED BY THOSE WHO SEEM TO ADMIRE HER, SUCH A NAME IS BEFITTING THE NATURALLY OCCURING SET OF RED LOCKS THAT ARE NOTICEABLY WAVY AND FREQUENTLY LEFT LOOSE, OR IN FANCY UPDOS. HER BROWS ARE DARK AND OFTEN TOUCHED UP WITH A SMALL AMOUNT OF MAKEUP, ALONG WITH HER LASHES AND EYELIDS.

THAT LOVELY FORM IS NOTICEABLY CURVY AND HER SKIN IS LIGHT IN COMPLEXION. WITHIN SOME SHADES OF LIGHT, SHE COULD BE REGARDED AS SLIGHTLY PALE, THOUGH SUCH IS NOT TOO NOTICEABLE AND REQUIRES A SPECIFIC ALIGNMENT OF SITUATIONS TO SHOW. HER LIPS ARE DARK AND BEHIND THEM ONE MIGHT FIND A PAIR OF SHARP FANGS READY TO BE USED, DARE SOMEONE TO PROVOKE SUCH A RESPONSE FROM HER.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
HER UNNATURAL BEAUTY COULD BE REGARDED AS DISTINGUISHING MARK, HER SKIN IS RELATIVELY UNBLEMISHED. ALTHOUGH SHOULD SOMEONE MANAGE TO GET BENEATH HER GARMENTS, THEY MIGHT SEE A FEW SCARS LITTERED UPON HER BACK LIKE A PRETTY MAP. SCARRING IS OFTEN COVERED WHEN OUT FORMALLY TO PARTIES OR ATTENDING MEETINGS.

CLOTHING
CAMILLE IS NOT ONE TO SHY AWAY FROM ALL MANNER OF OUTFITS, PREFERRING DRESSES THAT CLING TO HER CURVY FORM. LONG GLOVES WHICH NESTLE BELOW HER SHOULDERS AND END BY HER WRISTS. ACCESSORIES ARE CERTAINLY HER FAVOURITE OF ITEMS, OFTEN SHOWING HERSELF OFF WEARING EXPENSIVE-LOOKING JEWELRY. RANGING FROM PEARL NECKLACES TO BEAUTIFUL AMULETS, OFTEN RECIEVING SUCH AS GIFTS BY ADMIRERS AND FAMILY MEMBERS ALIKE.

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skills
persuasion • deception • horse riding • reading • falconry
manipulation • poetry • acting • wine tasting
dancing • torture • hunting

strengths
fast learner • perceptive • bold
disciplined • confident • calm
charismatic • persuasivelikes
wine • acting • songs • trickery
reading • plants • birds • skulls
serpents • stargazing • snow
intimacy • sadomasochism
painting • fine art • murder

weaknesses
playful • mischievous • coy
insatiable • machiavellian
hedonistic • fliirtatiousdislikes
peasants • humourless people
bigoted views • arrogance
racism • the sun • misogyny
racsim • whining • vanilla sex
bad art • bad performances

FAMILY

motherkonrad sinclair
mothergenevieve rouxe
brotherantoine sinclair
unclefranz
unclesiegmund sinclair
auntingeborg sinclair
unclebernhard
auntolga
cousinjuliet sinclair
cousinvictoria sinclair
cousinaveline sinclair
cousinheinrich sinclair

the lost song

do not weep a tear for me my dear, for i will simply return back to the endless forests, the everlasting grasslands and mires, towards the babbling brooks. navigating with feather or fur, talon or claw, fang or scale.

CIRCAEA THORNHOLLOW
pronunciation
cir-caea
nickname / 's • circe
title / 's • she who sings in forests
pronouns • she / they / he
gender • genderfluid
race / ethnicity • elven hexblood
alignment • chaotic neutral
age • 28

date of birth
28th of kythorn
birthplace
undisclosed
residence
the fens
profession
herbalist
deity
oberon and nathair sgiathach
class
druid
archetype
circle of the stars
background
haunted one

birth sign
sign of the chalice
sexual orientation
pansexual
romantic orientation
panromantic, ambiamorous
relationship status
single
eye colour
eldritch green
hair colour
ginger and green
language / 's
common and sylvan
companion / 's
a raven called scáth

GENERAL
PEOPLE SPEAK OF A YOUNG HEXBLOOD WHO NAVIGATES THE TREACHEROUS BOGS AND THE DENSE FORESTS BAREFOOTED, NEVER LEAVING ANY PRINTS IN HER WAKE. CIRCAEA IS PORTRAYED AS A RELATIVELY MYSTERIOUS WOMAN WHO IS KNOWN FOR BEING QUITE CONFIDENT AND SELF-EXPRESSIVE. NOT NECESSARILY FRIENDLY, BUT SHE DOES HAVE THE TENDENCY TO APPEAR WHEN SOMEONE IS LOST IN THE FOREST, OR IS AT THE RISK OF A SUDDEN DEATH.

THERE IS SOMETHING MISCHIEVIOUS THAT CAN BE FOUND WITHIN HER EYES, AS IF EACH STEP IS THE MOVEMENT OF A CHESS PIECE UPON A BOARD. FAIRLY RELAXED IN DISPOSITION, WITH A KEEN INTEREST TOWARDS EVERYTHING NATURE AND ALL OF ITS MANY MARVELS. CALM AND COMPOSED, BUT WEARY OF OUTSIDERS THAT MIGHT THREATEN HER OR THE MANY WOODLAND FRIENDS SHE HOLDS DEAR.

THERE IS HOWEVER A SLIGHT DARKNESS TO HER VERY NATURE, SHOULD SOMEONE INTEND TO FIND OUT IT MIGHT LEAD TO MORE QUESTIONS THAN ANSWERS. A FURY CAN BE FOUND SHOULD ONE OVERSTAY THEIR WELCOME, OR INVOKE HER WRATH OF THORNS AND VINES.

GENERAL
QUITE KNOWN FOR HER WICKED SENSE OF HUMOUR AND A LACK OF REGARD FOR OTHERS. A MISCHIEF MAKER WHO ENJOYS CAUSING TURMOIL FOR HER OWN SELF-GAIN. HOWEVER, SHE IS NOT ONE FOR STAYING WITHIN THE CROWDED CITIES AND LOATHES SUCH A THING, PREFERING TO LIVE IN HER OWN SOLITUDE WITHIN THE WILDS.

DESPITE BEING QUITE PLAYFUL IN NATURE AND CONFIDENT, SHE IS SOMEWHAT VOLATILE, QUICK TO BE ANGERED AND EVEN QUICKER TO BE CONFUSED BY STRANGERS. DUE TO BEING RAISED OUTSIDE OF SOCIETY, HER BEHAVIOUR COULD BE DESCRIBED AS FERAL, CLAWS AND TEETH BARED WHEN FACED WITH SOMETHING SHE DESPISES.

HOWEVER, SHE CAN BE QUITE SWEET, LIKE A CARING MOTHER THAT TENDS TO YOUR INJURIES BEFORE PUSHING YOU BACK OUT OF THE NEST AND INTO THE VAST WILDERNESS WITH ALL KINDS OF SWEET TREATS AND SNACKS.

GENERAL
CIRCAEA IS REGARDED AS AN ODD BEAUTY, WITH HAIR THAT IS LONG AND WAVY, OFTEN WOVEN INTO LONG BRAIDS OR LEFT LOOSE AND UNTAMED AS TO ACCOMPANY HER WILD NATURE. A SHADE OF GINGER WITH LIGHT GREEN STREAKS OF HAIR THAT IS OFTEN ACCOMPANIED BY A PLETHORA OF FLOWERS WOVEN AROUND A CROWN OF THORNS WHICH ARE APART OF HER FORM, PROTRUDING OUTWARDS AND INTO ELEGANT ANTLERS, A KNOWN PRIME PERCHING SPOT FOR BIRDS AND BUTTERFLIES ALIKE.

EARS ARE RELATIVELY LONG, TAKING ON AN ELVEN LIKE APPEARANCE, PERHAPS ELLUDING TO HER ONCE ELVEN STATURE? WITH PIERCING GREEN EYES THAT COULD BE DESCRIBED AS OTHERWORLDLY. LASHES ARE LONG AND BROWS ARE ANGULAR, A PLETHORA OF FRECKLES IS SITUATED UPON HER CHEEKS.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
DUE TO HER HEXBLOOD LINEAGE, CIRCAEA IS KNOWN FOR A CROWN OF THORNS WHICH WEAVES AROUND HER HEAD, FORMING INTO ANTLERS CLOSE TO HER TEMPLES WHICH IS CERTAINLY A SIGHT. SUCH A THING CAUSES PAIN UPON ITS GROWTH.

CLOTHING
CLOTHING CAN RANGE FROM EITHER LONG TO SHORT DRESSES WITH A VARIETY OF TORN FABRICS INTERWOVEN IN IT. USUALLY A VARIETY OF DULL TO BRIGHT PIECES AND OFTEN JOINED WITH A HOOD OF SOME KIND. FABRIC IS ALSO SEEN WRAPPED AROUND BOTH HER ANKLES AND WRISTS, MOST NOTICEABLY DUE TO HER DISLIKE OF WEARING SHOES MOST NOTICEABLY.

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skills
painting • gardening • herbalism • persuasion • hiking
climbing • tracking • healing • reading • polymorphism
material gathering • animal calls • arcana
repurposing • foraging • pottery • music

strengths
playful • quick-witted
adaptable • adventurous
perceptive • confident
self-expressivelikes
constellations • catching bugs
plants • gardening • rain
songs • swimming • nature
musical instruments • skulls
fungi • foraging • painting
intimacy • tree climbing
spiderwebs • cooking

weaknesses
mischievous • stubborn • nosy
self-indulgent • hedonistic
machiavellian • distrustful
judgementaldislikes
mosquitoes • biting flies
poachers • animal traps • cities
narrow-mindedness • gnats
pity • feebleness • the sun
extreme cold • smoke
excessive humidity
most people

FAMILY

fatherlaineth helviiryn
motherunknown fae

the herbalist

most look at me with their judgemental eyes, an elf... in the wilds and left unchecked, i can feel their anger already. however, this is my life, returning back to a more simple life, away from the cities that would persecute me.

VAREENA
pronunciation
va-ree-na
nickname / 's • vee
title / 's • none
pronouns • she / her
gender • female
race / ethnicity • elf
alignment • lawful good
age • 22

date of birth
12th of harvestmere
birthplace
ferelden
residence
ferelden, southron hills
profession
herbalist & hunter
deity
andruil the huntress
affliction
none
affiliation
herself

sexual orientation
pansexual
romantic orientation
panromantic
relationship status
single
eye colour
emerald green
hair colour
brown
companion / 's
none
language / 's
common, elven

GENERAL
BORN TO A CITY ELF MOTHER AND AN ABSENT DALISH FATHER. VAREENA IS A BRIGHT ELVEN WOMAN WHO IS OFTEN REGARDED FOR BEING BOTH CONFIDENT AS WELL AS BEING SET IN HER WAYS. SHE IS BOTH A TALENTED HUNTER AND A HERBALIST, LIVING WITHIN THE WILDS AND LEAVING BARELY ANY FOOTPRINTS. DUE TO BEING SET IN HER WAYS, THE ELF CAN BE SLIGHTLY HOSTILE SHOULD SOMEONE ATTEMPT TO DISRUPT HER LIFESTYLE.

GENERAL
THE ELF KNOWN AS VAREENA IS BOTH STRONG AND INDEPENDANT, ALTHOUGH REGARDED AS BEING SLIGHTLY INTROVERTED. HER CONTENTMENT TO LIVE A RELATIVELY SIMPLE LIFE OUTSIDE OF THE PRYING EYES OF STRANGERS OFTEN CAUSES CONCERN. SHE DOES HOWEVER PREFER THE COMPANY OF ANIMALS OVER PEOPLE, ALTHOUGH SUCH IS NEVER SET IN STONE... WERE SHE TO FORGE A BOND WITH SOMEONE, SHE WOULD HOWEVER FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE ALONGSIDE THEM AS WELL AS AIDING THEM ON THEIR ENDEAVOURS. A TALENTED WOMAN WHO HAS QUITE THE KNACK FOR BOTH HERBALISM AND HUNTING, CHOOSING TO LEAVE VERY LIGHT FOOTPRINTS WHEN PROWLING THE WILDS. HOWEVER HER ADVENTUROUS SIDE OFTEN BECOMES QUITE KNOWN AS SHE VENTURES HIGH AND LOW, CROSSING TREACHEROUS LANDSCAPES IN DELIGHT.

GENERAL
VAREENA IS OFTEN REGARDED AS BEING QUITE BEAUTIFUL, HER SKIN IS LIGHTLY TANNED AND HER FORM IS CURVY, HAVING AN HOURGLASS PHYSIQUE. WITH HAIR THAT IS BOTH LONG AND WAVY, RESTING JUST ABOVE HER REAR AND OFTEN STYLIZED IN A PLETHORA OF UPDOS ACCOMPANIED BY FLOWERS. EYES ARE A BRILLIANT SHADE OF GREEN.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
DISTINGUISHED BY A PLETHORA OF FRECKLES THAT CAN BE SEEN KISSING ALONG HER CHEEKS AND FACE, AS WELL AS A SMALL ARRAY OF SCARRING ACROSS HER THIGHS.

CLOTHING
THE ELF MAKES HER OWN CLOTHING, KEEPING IN MIND FOR SUCH TO KEEP HER BOTH WARM, ABLE TO MANOUVER AS WELL AS KEEPING HER RELATIVELY DRY. MADE FROM NATURAL MATERIALS LIKE FURS AND HIDE, KEPT TOGETHER FROM MATERIALS THAT SHE'S GATHERED. COLOURS STAY WITHIN THE RANGE OF THE EARTHEN TONES.

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skills
gardening • herbalism • healing • reading • material gathering
foraging • pottery • repurposing • climbing • hunting
tracking • animal calls

strengths
self-aware • protective • calm
perceptive • confident • creative
adventurous • determined
straightforward • fast learnerlikes
climbing • animals • gardening
swimming • nature • foraging
music • wind • carving • birds
rain • exploration • hunting
catching bugs • stargazing
archery • songbirds

weaknesses
self-reliant • self-indulgent
distrustful • independent
introverted • playful
stubborn • coydislikes
darkspawn • templars • laziness
poachers • whining • the cold
humans • cruelty • arrogance
racism • narrow-mindedness
politics • nobles • crowds
blood magic • misogyny

FAMILY

fatherthemael ralaferin
motherdanae (deceased)

the archer

there is nothing more tiring than having people expect so much from you, to be a champion and to lead others through times of hardship. i am trying my best, but even that is not enough when these expectations are suffocating me.

JULIAN / JULIANNE
pronunciation
joo-lee-uhn • joo-lee-ahn
nickname / 's • jules
title / 's • none
pronouns • they / she / he
gender • genderfluid
race / ethnicity • aasimar
alignment • lawful good
age • 26

date of birth
30th of uktar
birthplace
luskan
residence
the wilds
profession
adventurer
deity
selûne
class
ranger
archetype
beast master
background
outlander

birth sign
sign of the butterfly
sexual orientation
asexual
romantic orientation
aromantic
relationship status
single
companion / 's
none
eye colour
mineral green
hair colour
light blonde
language / 's
common, celestial, sylvan

GENERAL
AN AASIMAR KNOWN FOR THEIR WINGS OF WHITE AND BROWN, RELATIVELY YOUNG IN AGE AND DEEPLY PASSIONATE ABOUT THEIR INTERESTS. QUITE THE KIND-NATURED SOUL WHO DELVES THROUGH A CONSIDERABLE AMOUNT OF DIFFICULTIES REGARDING THEIR HERITAGE AND THE SOCIETY THEY OFTEN DEAL WITH. THEY PREFER TO SPEND THEIR TIME NAVIGATING ALMOST AIMLESSLY THROUGHOUT THE WORLD, EACH STEP AT A TIME, FACING VARIOUS TRIALS AND HARDSHIPS. THEY ARE TRYING THEIR BEST, THOUGH STRUGGLE UNDER PRESSURE.

GENERAL
ONE CAN EASILY TELL THAT JULIAN HAS A GOOD HEAD ON THEIR SHOULDERS. THEY ARE A RELATIVELY QUIET INDIVIDUAL WHO PREFERS THE SOUNDS OF NATURE COMPARED THE CHAOTICNESS OF A BUSTLING CITY, OFTEN FINDING THEMSELVES TO BECOME CONSIDERABLY OVERWHELMED BY IT. THEIR OPEN-MINDED IDEAS AND VIEWS CERTAINLY HELPS WITH HIS ABILITY TO BE BOTH EMPATHIC AND ABLE TO CHOOSE BETWEEN BOTH RIGHT AND WRONG, MEANING HE OFTEN STANDS UP FOR MARGINALISED COMMUNITIES FACING ANY FORM OF DISCRIMINATION. KNOWN FOR BEING A LITTLE QUIET, HARD TO INITIALLY MAKE FRIENDS WITH, HOWEVER JULIAN IS VERY SWEET TO THOSE WHO HAVE TAKEN THE TIME TO FORGE A FRIENDSHIP WITH THEM. ONCE SOMEONE MAKES THEM LAUGH, IT IS ALMOST DIFFICULT TO STOP, AND SUCH A LAUGH HAS BEEN KNOWN TO BRIGHTEN UP A ROOM EVEN ON THE COLDEST OF NIGHTS.

GENERAL
JULIAN IS QUITE A YOUTHFUL LOOKING INDIVIDUAL, ANDROGYNEUS BY NATURE AND NOT ONE TO FOLLOW SOCIAL EXPECTATIONS WHEN INVOLVING THEIR OWN GENDER EXPRESSION. THEY HAVE CONSIDERABLY SOFT FEATURES AND LACK OBVIOUS FACIAL HAIR, BROWS ARE SHAPED QUITE NICELY. HAIR IS JUST BELOW THEIR EARS, WAVY LOCKS OF LIGHT BLONDE. THEIR EARS ARE CONSIDERABLY POINTY, DARE ONE MISTAKE THEM FOR AN ELF BY CHANCE, ALTHOUGH THEY DON'T SEEM TO MIND SUCH A THING. REGARDLESS, THEIR BEAUTY IS QUITE AN EYECATCHING CHARACTERISTIC, OFTEN BRINGING MORE TROUBLE THAN ITS WORTH. BODY IS SLIGHTLY MUSCULAR, ALTHOUGH SLIM, ABLE TO HIDE THEMSELVES BENEATH THEIR LEATHERS TO AVOID MOST GAZES. AS AN AASIMAR, THEY ALSO SHARE SOME CHARACTERISTICS, SUCH AS HAVING WINGS WHICH ARE SIMILAR IN DESIGN TO THAT OF A BARN OWL.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
THE AASIMAR IS QUITE DISTINGUISHABLE, HAVING AN ARRAY OF FRECKLES ACROSS THEIR VISAGE, A MARKING ALSO LAYS BESIDE THEIR NECK, ONE THAT REPRESENTS BOTH A CRESCENT AS WELL AS THE SUN, MOST NOTICEABLY ONE OF SELUNE'S SYMBOLS, ALTHOUGH JULIAN TENDS TO TRY AND HIDE THIS FROM CURIOUS GLANCES.

CLOTHING
DUE TO HOW JULIAN LIVES THEIR LIFE, OUTSIDE, CLOTHING TYPICALLY SERVES A PURPOSE AND IS NOT MEANT TO LOOK ATTRACTIVE. SUCH OFTEN INCLUDES A MIX OF LEATHER AND CLOTH, WITH A BIT OF METAL HERE AND THERE. NEUTRAL IN COLOUR, OFTEN RESEMBLING THE EARTH TONES, BROWNS, GREENS, ORANGES AND SOFT CREAM COLOURS. CLOTHING MUST BE HOWEVER EASY TO NAVIGATE IN, AND DOESN'T EMIT A TON OF NOISE.

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skills
hunting • archery • gardening • butchery • hand-to-hand combat
poetry • cooking • persuasion • reading • drawing
climbing • hiking • navigation • knife-work
scavenging • tracking • herbalism

strengths
adventurous • perceptive
adaptable • open-minded
opportunistic • disciplined
compassionate • fast learnerlikes
swimming • nature • foraging
lightning • birds • animals
the rain • stories • gardening
feathers • dinosaurs • music
musical instruments

weaknesses
self-reliant • perfectionist
distrustful • overthinking
independent • anxious
lack of confidencedislikes
closed spaces • wasteful people
unnecessary cruelty • racism
misogyny • laziness • snoring
whining • poachers • politics
social expectations

FAMILY

fatherunknown
motherunknown

the witch

life has its funny little ups and downs, its own ways of sowing the seeds of discord and deceit, causing one's path to ever stray. i am enjoying life each step at a time, no matter what it throws.

EILEITHYIA
pronunciation
ayl-ly-thy-ah
nickname / 's • eile, little shit
title / 's • none.
pronouns • she / they / he
gender • non-binary
race / ethnicity • tiefling
alignment • chaotic neutral
age • 23

date of birth
24th of the drawing down
birthplace
neverwinter
residence
neverwinter
profession
teacher of druidism
deity
hecate
class
warlock and druid
archetype
the fiend
background
charlatan

birth sign
sign of the stone
sexual orientation
pansexual
romantic orientation
panromantic, ambiamorous
relationship status
in a polyamorous relationship
companion / 's
way too many
eye colour
yellow with black sclera
hair colour
blonde and blueish-black
language / 's
common and infernal

GENERAL
A TIEFLING OF A MISCHIEVOUS NATURE, ONE WHO SEEKS OUT AMUSEMENT IN EVERY ROLE SHE INTENDS ON PLAYING. SEEMINGLY QUITE PLAYFUL IN NATURE, INTELLIGENT AND WITH AN EYE FOR THE SMALLER OF THINGS IN LIFE, EILEITHYIA IS QUITE A SWEET TIEFLING WHO SEEKS TO SEE THE WORLD AND WHAT IT HAS IN STORE FOR HER. SHE IS REGARDED AS BEING EASILY EXCITABLE AND WITH A PLAYFUL DEMEANOUR TO HER.

GENERAL
EILEITHYIA IS QUITE A STRONG INDIVIDUAL WHO COMES OFF AS BOTH EASILY EXCITABLE AND PLAYFUL, WITH A CHARISMATIC CHARM TO HER, AS WELL AS AN EVIDENT CURIOSITY. SHE IS KNOWN TO WIELD WORDS LIKE WEAPONS AND KNOWS HOW TO PERSUADE THROUGH PERFORMANCE OR INTIMIDATION ALONE WITH EASE. THE TIEFLING ALSO WIELDS A CHAOTIC AURA TO HER, OFTEN INDULGING WITHIN THE MORE CHAOTIC NATURE OF THE WORLD, WHICH LEADS TO HER BECOMING SLIGHTLY UNPREDICTABLE TO THOSE WITH AN UNTRAINED EYE OF HER TRICKSY PERSONA.

SHE IS BOTH ADAPTABLE AND RESILIENT TO HARDSHIP, WITH AN ABILITY TO BE QUICK ON HER FEET AND HOLDS A DISTRUST OF STRANGERS, EVEN IF SUCH IS NOT APPARENT. SOMEONE WHO HAS BECOME MORE SELF-RELIANT OVER TIME AND OF A SECRETIVE NATURE. AN AGILE WOMAN WHO CHALLENGES DIFFICULTIES FACE ON OR BY THE SIDE, WITH AN EVER ABUNDANCE OF SELF-DETERMINATION AND CONFIDENCE.

THE TIEFLING IS NOTICEABLY SLOW TO TRUST OTHERS, AS ARE MOST TIEFLINGS, THOUGH SHE DOESN'T ALLOW IT TO STOP HER FROM ATTEMPTING TO FORGE POSSIBLE FRIENDSHIPS, OR PLAYFUL RIVALRIES. IT DOES CERTAINLY STILL PLAY A ROLE IN HER ATTEMPTS TO SEEK OUT SOLITUDE, HER OWN INDEPENDENCE WHICH IS INCREDIBLY IMPORTANT TO HER, A FREEDOM SHE EVER LUSTS FOR. TO SEE DISTANT LANDS AND TO ACHIEVE DARING FEATS.

SHE SPEAKS IN HONEYED WORDS AND A TONGUE LACED IN SWEET VENOM, A TIEFLING WHO USES DECEPTION AS HER SECOND NATURE, PERSUADING AND DECEIVING IN ORDER TO ACHIEVE HER OWN FOOTHOLD IN THE WORLD BEHIND WHATEVER MASK SHE DESIRES TO WEAR. MASKS BOTH FIGURATIVELY AND LITERALLY, THE TIEFLING WEARS MANY, CHOOSING TO WEAR THE ONE THAT SUITS HER IN THAT PARTICULAR MOMENT AND FOR THAT PARTICULAR PURPOSE.

THE TIEFLING IS OF A GUILE NATURE, HOLDING A CUNNING INTELLIGENCE WHICH HAS ALLOWED HER TO FORGE HER OWN WAY THROUGH A WORLD STEEPED IN AVERSION AND SCRUTINY FOR WHAT SHE IS. SHE DIDN'T ALLOW THAT TO STOP HER DESIRE TO LEARN AND TO UNDERSTAND THE WAYS OF THE WORLD AND HOW TO OVERCOME THE PATH AHEAD OF HER. THROUGHOUT HER CHILDHOOD UNDER THE WATCHFUL EYES OF HER CARETAKER, EILE WAS KNOWN TO BE A DISOBEDIENT LITTLE THING WITH A KNACK FOR TELLING LIES AMONGST THE OTHER CHILDREN AND FOR SEEKING HER OWN GLORY IN THE MIX.

GENERAL
A SPIRAL-HORNED TIEFLING WITH A TANNED COMPLEXION AND RELATIVELY UNBLEMISHED IN APPEARANCE, DESPITE A SINGLE SCAR WHICH RUNS DOWN HER LEFT CHEEK. HER HAIR IS LONG AND WAVY IN TEXTURE, A MIX OF BLACK AND HONEYED BLONDE. A SINGLE BRAID HANGS FROM BENEATH THEIR RIGHT EAR, OFTEN THIN IN APPEARANCE AND SOMETIMES WOVEN WITH WOODEN BEADS OR FEATHERS. TWO ADDITIONAL BRAIDS CAN BE FOUND JUST ABOVE HER POINTED EARS, BEING LEAD BACK AND WOVEN INTO A SINGULAR ONE. THAT LEADS DOWNWARDS. LOCKS NEARER THE FRONT ARE BLONDE WITH BLACK CASCADING DOWNWARDS LIKE A WATERFALL. SHE IS WELL-ENDOWED WITH SHARP CLAWS AND POINTED CANINES, EYES THAT ILLUMINATE WITHIN A DASHING SHADE OF YELLOW WITH AN ABSENCE OF SCLERA. THICK LASHES ACCOMPANIED BY A SHADE OF EYESHADOW, GIVING OFF A DARKENED GAZE ACCOMPANIED BY RED-STAINED LIPS. EARS ARE NOTICEABLY POINTED AND OFTEN HAVE A PIERCING OR TWO ACCOMPANIED. HER TONGUE IS FORKED AND A SHADE OF LIGHT PURPLE AND BLUE.

HER TAIL IS RELATIVELY LONG AND POINTED FROM THE BASE OF THE SPINE DOWNWARDS, ALMOST HAVING A SCUTE-LIKE APPEARANCE, IT LEADS INTO A DARKER GRADIENT NEARER THE END. IT ACCOMPANIES HER LEAN, YET CURVY BUILD. A DARKER GRADIENT IS NOTICEABLE ALONG BOTH HER NAILS AND FINGERTIPS. PARTS OF HER BODY MAY ALSO PROTRUDE, NOTICEABLY HER SPINE WHICH CREATES AN ODDITY TO BOTH HER SPINE, TAIL AND SHOULDER BLADES WHICH REVEAL STUNTED REMNANTS OF WINGS. SHE ALSO LACKS A REFLECTION AS WELL AS A SHADOW.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS
PARTS OF HER BODY ALSO PROTRUDES, MOST NOTICEABLY HER SPINE WHICH CREATES AN ODDITY TO HER BACK AND THE BASE OF HER TAIL, AS WELL AS HER SHOULDER BLADES WHICH HAVE BAT-LIKE WING PROTRUSIONS. AN ODDITY TO HER APPEARANCE WOULD ALSO BE THE ABSENCE OF HER OWN SHADOW OR REFLECTION WHICH COULD CERTAINLY RAISE QUITE A FEW BROWS. HER TAIL IS LONG AND SLENDER, WITH A LOT OF FLEXIBILITY WHICH ALLOWS HER TO EASILY PICK UP ITEMS AND TO AID IN STEALING. EILEITHYIA HOLDS A TATTOO OF A WAXING, FULL AND WANING MOON UPON HER FOREHEAD WHICH REPRESENTS THE MAIDEN, THE MOTHER, AND THE CRONE, OFTEN ASSOCIATED WITH A TRIPLE GODDESS.

CLOTHING
EILEITHYIA WEARS A VAST RANGE OF DIFFERENT CLOTHING, WITH A PREFERENCE FOR PIECES THAT ARE SOFT AND LUXURIOUS DESPITE HER POSITION WITHIN SOCIETY. GENTLE SILKS, TO LONG, FLOWING DRESSES WITH KNEE-LENGTH BOOTS OF FINE LEATHER AS WELL AS FINGERLESS GLOVES. OFTEN SHE IS SEEN WITH A CORSET JUST BENEATH HER BREASTS, WITH A LONG CASCADING DRESS THAT SETTLES ALONGSIDE HER CALVES AT VARYING LENGTHS. A SATCHEL LAYS CONNECTED AGAINST HER BELT THAT WRAPS AROUND HER WAIST, KEEPING HER DRESS CORRECTLY STATIONED. SHE IS NOT ONE TO SHY AWAY FROM A VARIETY OF JEWELLERY PIECES, FROM A GOLDEN LAUREL BAND AROUND HER TAIL, TO A COLLAR OF GOLD AROUND HER NECK. THE TIEFLING HAS AN EYE FOR ALL MANNER OF SHINY THINGS AND WILL OFTEN TAKE THINGS. HER CLOTHING IS OFTEN COLOURFUL, INCLUDING VIBRANT PURPLES TO BLUES, AS WELL AS AN ARRAY OF SILVER JEWELLERY AND CRYSTALS.

THE PAST
THE TIEFLING HAD A SHAKY BEGINNING TO LIFE, HAVING BEEN GIVEN TO AN ORPHANAGE AT BIRTH BY HER BIRTH MOTHER. THIS CAUSED QUITE A BIT OF DIFFICULTY AS THE YOUNG TIEFLING FELT OUT OF PLACE, DESPITE THE MATRON HAVING A SOFT SPOT FOR HER AND TREATING HER SIMILARLY TO HER OWN FLESH AND BLOOD. REGARDLESS, EILE WAS QUITE THE PLAYFUL CHILD, WITH AN EAGERNESS TO LEARN WHICH OFTEN CAUSED HER TO BE SCOLDED WHEN SHE SOUGHT OUT HER OWN INDEPENDENCE.

AT THE AGE OF FIFTEEN, THE MATRON OF WHICH SHE HAD GOTTEN INCREDIBLY CLOSE TO GREW SICKLY AND WOULD EVENTUALLY DIE AFTER RAISING MULTIPLE CHILDREN TO BE ABLE TO FEND FOR THEMSELVES IN THE VAST WORLD.

EILEITHYIA WAS STILL YOUNG AND INEXPERIENCED, REQUIRING ADDITIONAL SUPPORT WHICH SHE GAINED FROM A SILVER-TONGUED CRIMINAL WHO TOOK HER UNDER THEIR HOOD THROUGH OUGHT THE NEXT COUPLE OF YEARS. ALREADY A SKILLED LIAR, THIS INDIVIDUAL TAUGHT HER HOW TO BE EVEN MORE CUNNING AND SHREWD, WITH AN ABILITY OF HOW TO WEAVE WORDS IN A CERTAIN WAY AS TO GET WHAT SHE DESIRED. IN RETURN SHE WOULD COMPLETE A SERIES OF TASKS FOR A PROLONGED PERIOD, A COUPLE OF YEARS UNTIL SHE TURNED TWENTY.

THE PRESENT
CURRENTLY THE TIEFLING HAS FOUND HERSELF HAVING STALKED A WOULD-BE SUCCESSOR IN AN EFFORT TO GAIN A SMALL FORTUNE FROM A NOBLE, WHICH HAS LEAD TO HER SECURING A PACT WITH THE FIEND NOW KNOWN TO HER AS LADY DUSK. THIS PACT HAS SINCE GRANTED HER QUITE THE AMOUNT OF POWER, IN EXCHANGE FOR COMPLETING A SIMPLE ARRAY OF TASKS THAT WILL GROW IN DIFFICULTY OVER TIME. EILEITHYIA'S DIRECTION HAS CERTAINLY CHANGED IN ACCORDANCE TO THIS, NOW CURRENTLY SEEKING A SENSE OF FREEDOM THROUGH INTERACTING WITH THE WORLD AT A DIFFERENT ANGLE. GOING WHEREVER SHE DESIRES TO AND INTERACTING WITH INDIVIDUALS SHE MIGHT HAVE NEVER THOUGHT WOULD BE POSSIBLE, YET HERE SHE IS, WEAVING A FINE SILK WEB.

THE FUTURE
ONE CANNOT SIMPLY PREDICT THE FUTURE, BUT THEY CAN MAKE SOME SIMPLE PREPARATIONS FOR IT. THE TIEFLING IS SIGNIFICANTLY OPEN TO WHAT THE FUTURE COULD POTENTIALLY PROVIDE HER WITH, EAGER TO BEND IT IN ORDER TO SATIATE HER OWN NEEDS AND WHIMS. THIS WILL ALSO GIVE HER AN UNDERSTANDING OF WHAT HER PATRON ACTUALLY HAS IN MIND FOR HER, WHAT SHE INTENDS ON COMPLETING IN ORDER TO GAIN ADDITIONAL FAVOUR WITH THEM AND HOW THAT MIGHT SHAPE THAT UNPREDICTABLE PERSONALITY OF HERS.

EILEITHYIA ALSO HOPES IN THE FUTURE THAT SHE WILL BE ABLE TO FIND OUT WHO HER BIRTH PARENTS ARE, HAVING GAINED A SIGNIFICANT AMOUNT OF LOATHING OVER THE ABANDONMENT OF HERSELF. HAVING FELT BOTH ABANDONED, LOST AND OUT OF PLACE IN A WORLD THAT COULD HAVE BEEN SO MUCH MORE SIMPLER IF THE ROLE SHE WAS GIVEN HAD BEEN ALTERED.

THE TIEFLING SEEKS TO ALSO OBTAIN A SENSE OF TRUE FREEDOM, FROM A WORLD WHERE SHE HAS EVIDENTLY LACKED IT. UNABLE TO BE IN CONTROL DUE TO EXTERNAL FACTORS. THEREFORE HER JOURNEY WOULD BE THAT OF SELF-DISCOVERY AND AN ATTEMPT AT GAINING HER OWN SENSE OF CONTROL, TO BUILD UP HER OWN SKILLS AND TO CLAIM WHAT SHE DEEMS AS HERS.

skills
arcana • deception • persuasion • investigation • trickery
acting • lip reading • stealing • manipulation

strengths
quick-witted • playful • content
cunning • perceptive • adaptable
confident • creative • energetic
adventurous • opportunistic
attentivelikes
plants • gardening • rain • songs
acting • wine • games • gambling
animals • exploration • tales
serpents • riddles • reading
performances • trickery
musical instruments

weaknesses
deceitful • distrustful • chaotic
self-indulgent • self-reliant
unpredictable • impulsive
independent • childish
mischievousdislikes
unnecessary cruelty • the cold
animal traps • trophy hunting
humourless people • whining
bigoted views • arrogance
racism • gnats • nobles
complaining • snoring

FAMILY

fatherazius
motheran elf
partneraveline
partnercaelin
partnerliam
step-daughterantheia

COMPANIONS

fey crocodilescylla
four ratscookie, puddle, luna and gordy
cricketfoxglove

INVENTORY
equipment
satchel
a light satchel that is always attached to eileithyia's waist, it usually holds her journal, grimoire, writing materials, a few potions, herbs and things she has acquired over time.a sickle
a sickle that is used as a weapon in combat, it is fairly sharp but there is nothing too extravagant about it.

key possessions
a journal
a decently sized journal that the tiefling carries around with her, often stored within the satchel found around her waist. a feather lays against the inner pages, acting as a bookmark. the pages are stained in charcoal and ink, with various pieces of parchment attached on individual pages.dark grimoire
a grimoire of dark origin, an animal skull lays against a darkened, leathery book cover, with symbols surrounding the border, spine and upon each of the pages. of an infernal nature as it marks the various pages ranging through all manner of dark magics, rituals and vile incantations.

other items
a necklace
eileithyia holds this necklace quite close, one of a religious intent that was given by her birth mother. even though she lacks knowledge as to who her family are, and holds resentment, she still keeps it close, hidden from prying eyes.a moon pendant
given to her by her master, the necklace is of a druid origin and allows the tiefling to have access both in and out of the grove.