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lyriumdog‌:

          The other warriors around him were twice his size and avoiding Fenris’ gaze as if it were deadlier than his sword. He was RESTLESS, his skills rustier than they’d been for years, and he radiated sourness. Months Fenris had spent on the road, cleaving through slave-trade camps and side-stepping the enemies he made along the way, but Skyhold had made him uncomfortably slow. Each soldier he approached would refuse his offer to spar with him for fear he’d seize their vital organs if the fight didn’t go his way – so, it appeared he had a REPUTATION. Fortunately for him, a new face appeared in the training camp, and Fenris didn’t care if they be archer, swordsman or mage.

          “You there,” he announced, sword pointed in the other’s direction, “do you accept my challenge?”

SHE was helping rebuild Skyhold when the anger filled elf came up to her. Was his sword pointed to her? Did this little creature think he could win? She could crush him between her hands. The Qunari warrior dropped the wood before drawing her sword.

“You think you can take me, Elf?”

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alyslavellan‌:

Sitting in an actual tavern was a new experience for Alys, where clan Lavellan did trading with humans they never were really allowed in their cities. There was a bitterness in her about that, one that she couldn’t get out of her mind no matter how she tried. But after training for a few hours she needed food, and a place to sit down. “Is this what it’s always like for humans? Just sitting where ever they want, eating whatever they want?”

SHE had been enjoying the silence of sitting alone. She was staring at the food in front of her. It wasn’t the garbage that she was used to eating. For some reason, it made her not hungry. Yet the silence was broken when an elf sat beside her. Maker, her voice was annoying. 

“I wouldn’t know. I’m not human.”

Her voice rang out, deeply.

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hello, all you lovely fellow DA children. My name is Z and this here is my sad Qunari.

She wasn’t raised by her own kind. In fact, her small clan was killed by Tevintors in a fight to get their land back from the Qunari. She was a child when this happened and was hidden away in the brush from the camp. However; the killers found her eventually and she was taken to be sold. 

Sold to the Venatori, she was made to do hard labor and work in the kitchens. When she grew older, she was thrown into the work of a bodyguard. 

On her travels with her slavers, she fell in love with a Templar. He promised that he would set her free and she believed him. Yet when the night came that they would reunite; he never showed. 

Her masters beat her and planned to use her in their blood ritual. But the night before the ritual, she killed them in their sleep.

She joined a group of mercenaries and for years she was content and had forgotten the love that captured her heart.

now that she is in Skyhold with the group that vowed to fight with them, she seeks out the Templar for answers.

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