#skyholdintro

[justivelives]

hello, all you lovely people! My name is Ali and this is my abomination child. please be nice to him; unless you’re fenris then please punch him in the face. So imma make this intro now because work suck and I have to work it while the group opens. Just some headcanons I have and why Anders is in Skyhold. I promise he isn’t gonna destroy it.

He heard of Haven and what happened on his travels. Hearing of the Inquisition and Skyhold; he thought it was time to redeem himself.

Vengeance is still around and hoppin but Anders believes he is Justice again.

Anders has actually replaced the healer woman in Skyhold; he now takes care of the injured with his magic. So in this; she died in Haven and Anders hopped on the train for redemption.

The Wardens did take his cat and he’s extremely bitter about it; however. There are a few cats that he had taken in that wanders around Skyhold. Lady-Pounce-A-Lot, Ser Wiggums, and Hawke.

He was in love with Hawke and he was thankful they spared his life. He hasn’t stopped thinking about them since. 

He actually really enjoys Cole and sides with the choice to make him human. Siding to keep him a spirit earns you +3 Rivalry.

He sleeps in one of the tents before the clinic is built, then he sleeps in there. 

you can add me on discord for plotting! swaggymuffin#3273

[cmpssn]

heyayyeyyaha what’s 🍾 poppin it’s ya local trash bin back @ it 🤙 y’all kno cole !!! !! but i’ll link his wiki here, ,, Most of what’s under the cut are just headcanons since this boy is a blank page atm n i like fillin things in. pls hmu if you’d like to plot w this sweet bb angel ! !! 

WILL TUDOR || introducing [COLE]! at age [25], of [CISMALE HUMAN] origin, born in [FERELDEN] && best known as [A HELPER/HEALER]; [HE] has just recently arrived at skyhold. they seem to be a [ROUGE], their known traits include [COMPASSIONATE , IMPRESSIONABLE , PECULIAR]; and they stand with the inquisition.

headcanons !!

👻 presumably was accepted to stay and help as a companion by the inquisitor rather than leave 👻 spends most of his time in the lower courtyard/around the healers and wounded if not in the taven’s attic 👻 could also be off leaving plums on the windowsills, hoarding barrels full of daggers, snatching wheels of cheese and crushed mint, and burning turnips in the fireplaces... 😉 👻 he’s almost always with the inquisitor, following them when they’re travelling around thedas... whether they remember it or not 👻 is leaning more toward the spirit side atm 👻 will most likely make you forget him unless you remembering helps you, the inquisitor, or another in some way

basics !!

full name. cole pronunciation. K-ow-L meaning of name. people’s victory aliases. the spirit, kid, the ghost of the spire age. 25 date of birth. 9:21 dragon/unknown place of birth. ferelden/the fade zodiac sign. virgo species. human/spirit ( of compassion ) race. white nationality. ferelden/unknown gender. cismale sexuality. asexual occupation. helper/healer, inquisitor’s companion

appearance  !!

height. 6′0″ weight. 173 lbs eyes. blue hair. blonde complexion. light, sensitive, cool undertones build. coltish, slight, gawky voice.  sounds like thissss of courseee ( cole spoilers ) !!

relationships !!

parents. jayme and heidi/none siblings. bunny and meadow/none children. none enemies. lambert van reeves, most templars

mental !!

education. less than high school languages. multiple disorders. tba habits. tba

traits !!

positive. compassionate, honest, attentive, inquisitive, creative, helpful, unorthodox negative. impressionable, peculiar, sensitive, unpredictable, independent, naïve, reserved

characterization !!

moral alignment. neutral good jung. infj-t enneagram. the investigator four temperaments. phlegmatic tropes. creepy shadowed undereyes, cloudcuckoolander, hair of gold, heart of gold,  the empath, i just want to be normal, dead person impersonation, you are not alone, serial killer, manchild, beware the nice ones, innocently insensitive, nice hat, tagalong kid, took a level in badass archetypes. the empath, the spirit, the atoner, the helper, the carer, the ghost tarot card. the empress

stats !!

compassion. 10/10 empathy. 7/10 creativity. 9/10 mental flexibility. 6/10 passion. 10/10 stamina. 8/10 agility. 10/10 strategy. 8/10 teamwork. 9/10

physical !!

strength. 4/10 intelligence. 3/10 wisdom. 6/10 dexterity. 10/10 constitution. 4/10 charisma. 1/10 reflexes. 10/10 willpower. 6/10 luck. 2/10

intellect !!

musical-rhythmic intelligence. 8/10 visual-spatial intelligence. 9/10 verbal-linguistic intelligence. 8/10 logical-mathematical intelligence. 3/10 bodily-kinesthetic intelligence. 10/10 interpersonal intelligence.  10/10 intrapersonal intelligence. 1/10 existential intelligence. 9/10 naturalistic intelligence. 4/10

[storytellertm]

heyhihello! i’m nyx (21, she/her, singapore tz) and i’m!! so excited to be in a dragon age rp!! i haven’t joined a group in..... wow a while so pardon me if i’m a little here and there at first. i also haven’t played da2 in years so i hope y’all can forgive (and maybe help correct) any minor inconsistencies! and of course, feel free to message me to plot too!!

ZACH MCGOWAN || introducing [VARRIC TETHRAS]! at age [40], of [MALE DWARF] origin, born in [THE FREE MARCHES] && best known as [AN AUTHOR]; [HE] has just recently arrived at skyhold. they seem to be a [ROGUE], their known traits include [CHARISMATIC, LOYAL & BUMPTIOUS]; and they stand with the inquisition.

if you’ve played the games you are almost definitely familiar with varric, but here’s some info on his history + a rundown on my interpretation of him anyway!

the tethras house was once part of the noble caste of orzammar, but they were effectively banished after varric's father was caught fixing the provings.

therefore, varric was born as a surface dwarf in kirkwall.

he lived in the city for most of his life, working alongside bartrand who held the family seat on the dwarven merchants guild.

won bianca in a bet during a game of wicked grace... or was it traded for a bag of rubies from a travelling antivan merchant... you know, he just can't remember

met hawke and... shit went down, yeah. secretly, he harbours a lot of guilt for how he couldn’t (or didn’t) stop the man who’d been a close friend for years.

part of him knows what happened was inevitable, but another part of him still feels like it was his fault. hundreds dead in the mage-templar war, and the blood is on his hands, too.

following the explosion of the chantry, he went into something not unlike a self-imposed exile from kirkwall and was ‘recruited’ (cough) to the inquisition by seeker pentaghast.

on the day-to-day, he’s fun to be around. easygoing, sharp, witty. blunt and deadpan on occasion, though usually in the name of humour.

but beneath the one-liners and narrative quips, the varric these days is... weary, and a little bit broken, after the events in da2.

he’s still personable and charming of course, and a good judge of character that is almost always willing to give anyone a chance, but he’s not nearly as warm as he was.

he keeps people at arm’s length. his jokes are a bit more biting. after everything that’s happened - after losing kirkwall as his home in every sense of the word - it’s no wonder he’s drained.

but he still cares. and he’s sticking around to do whatever he can with the whole breach and red lyrium situation.

[verenhale-blog]

introducing VEREN HALE! at age TWENTY-THREE, of MALE ELF origin, born in FERELDAN && best known as AN INQUISITION SCOUT; HE has just recently arrived at skyhold. they seem to be a MAGE, their known traits include ALTRUISTIC, FACETIOUS AND GUARDED; and they stand with the inquisition. played by: [m , 22 , gmt , she/her]

your typical street rat, veren was born a city elf to an escaped elf slave. he spent most of this time learning to steal, learning to hunt, learning to climb and to fend for himself. at five, his mother’s sickness burned through her and she was gone. 

at puberty his magic began to fully manifest and he drifted closer and closer to being possessed through the fade.

he was found by a maester a week after he’d been attacked by some human boys, the sepsis had already started to set in and he was feverish. the healer worked hard to draw out the sickness in his blood, it very nearly killed him. the deal was struck once he was lucid. maester caius agreed to let him work off his debt.

they travelled often and as his affinity to the healing arts flowed from the scarred and calloused hands of a beggar boy. he no longer merely ran errands and followed as a ward. he was a healer’s apprentice, with a nose for mischief mind you but a hard worker nonetheless. he knocked himself out almost six years into this apprenticeship trying to heal a man of burns with magic that would have killed him in the night, he has no idea how close he was to losing everything. 

once it became clear that his magic could no longer contain itself he stole away in the middle of the night and searched endlessly for someone to teach him, the circle had never been an option, he ended up an apostate. he witnessed a tranquil ceremony as a ten year old and felt the mage’s power ripped from the world. templars had always felt a threat to him but that moment was something he could never, ever forget. 

it is a dangerous thing to be this close to the inquisition and the thoughts of being caught hound him day and night but he knows that he must use his healing gifts where he can. he has always had a natural affinity to healing magic, once accidentally healing a felled dear once he’d pulled the arrow from her flank, however, he also has reasonable control over storm magic. 

he loves his work with the scouts, though it is often cloaked in misery and hardships it is worth every moment to him. usually near the tavern messing about and being a sarcastic lil pain in the ass, carries twin daggers that he used to use before his magic came through. 

APPEARANCE

he is heavily tattooed, both arms and across his collarbones meeting at his clavicle in strange designs. he has an unkindness of ravens stretching over his left shoulder, a life tree, the world serpent curling around his right forearm, a lunar moth, certain medicinal herbs all woven in with complex runes. most of his upper body is covered.

his left ear has two silver hoops through it near the point, the other is almost always shielded by his hair. when he was 12 years old and still a beggar some older human boys held him down and attempted to cut off his ear, there’s a large scar from this which just reaches the hinge of his jaw and the ear itself is severely misshapen.

he would often wear many layers, leathers and furs all cobbled together with things he’s made and things traded or acquired. leather thronging laced with beads and feathers trailing down one arm, a rabbit femur bone necklace layered with several pendants, an obsidian arrow head, an old coin, a rough-cut emerald dipped in bronze on a chain. thick rings laid with crushed pyrite. he has a leather roll full of herbs that he keeps at his hip, a pestle and mortar attached to his belt and a wineskin full of pure snow water amongst his usual doctoring kit with needles, tweezers and a sickle for gathering herbs. nearly always wears his hood up.

now he’s part of the inquisition he finds the uniform rigid and misses his many layers, he still wears his hood and tries to hide beneath his layers irregardless.

he always wears a scarf at his neck which is actually a casting cloth that he uses to divine for people who he is drawn to. he has a small pouch of either runes or objects that people can choose to cast with pieces of bone, a small marble, shells, a tiny key, gems, stones amongst other assorted bits and pieces or they can offer their own if they have a touchstone. he usually does a basic casting so asks them to pick three objects they’re drawn to to represent past, present and future. he never presents himself as someone who can predict anything but he is just showing you where you are at your precise step in your life, from there your decisions effect your path. its all about possibilities.

the bite of stitches, a cool palm to a feverish forehead, the scent of saddle leather, snowflakes caught on your lashes, the thick paste of a herbal poultice, the comforting weight of a hood drawn over your head, a raven’s caw, the metallic tang of drawn blood, the scratch of a quill on parchment, morning dew wetting your ankles, the soft click of a bag of runes, the stillness of the world the moment you take the first step into fresh snow, sinking into a pile of warm furs, the press of steel at your throat, the golden warmth of healing magic.

yoo im m!! if you wanna plot hmu or feel free to like this and i’ll come to you. i was so excited to find a dragon age rp in the tags honestly. 

[daphnewhitethorn]

&&. — under the cut, you will find Daphne’s bio! It’s your girl, Chloe, coming back atcha with a trash oc. Feel free to hit me up for plots or anything specific I’d love to bring this tiny ball of energy to the dash

basics

name: daphne whitethorn nickname: daph gender: cisfemale age: 26 sexuality: pansexual

race: human origin: serault, orlais

class: warrior specialisation: champion (to some degree) weapons: shortsword, throwing daggers

previous occupation: cleric of the Chantry current occupation: chevalier

appearance

height: 5′7 weight: 140 lbs face claim: gabriella wilde

personality

positive: focused, courageous, determined, curious, compassionate negative: sensitive, doubtful, envious, stubborn myers-briggs: INFP

attributes

strength: 5/10 dexterity: 7/10 magic: 0/10 cunning: 4/10 willpower: 6/10 constitution: 4/10

rundown.

daphne was born in Serault and quickly grew to trust and revere the Chantry due to their closeness and feelings of purpose

her family grew up well off, a distant noble lord who spent too much money on arts whereas their mother groomed her children for bravery in battle and advance their social standings

they moved to Val Royeux when she was her in teens where her two brothers and younger sister quickly found their places, leaving daphne as the second youngest to find her place in the Chantry 

however, due to the loss of her youngest brother in battle, daphne took up his arms and was determined to fight in his stead despite her father’s objections as he desired to marry her off to keep his good standing in society

raised on the ideas of goodness and just warriors, daphne joined the ranks with the legends of Aveline in her heart and her eldest brother joined as well to spare her the worst of the opposition 

tiny smol child did not go over well

her brother secretly trained her long into the night to get her strength up and was determined to see her succeed. due to her status as a woman, many felt she was unfit to join their ranks and hazed her relentlessly

after a particularly brutal training session, she challenged the strongest warrior who was vocal enough to take her on. she cheated a bit by selecting throwing knives as the competition and she scraped by on the skin of her teeth, using his secrets against him during it to distract him. daphne claimed victory after he yielded when she sliced open the back of his achilles’ tendon with a well-placed throw

victorious, daphne succeeded in her goal and uses her seemingly tiny body and wits to survive encounters but has grown disillusioned with the Chevaliers lack of conduct

seeking justice and a place to right the world’s wrongs, she eagerly threw her lot in with the Inquisition to do some good where she could

[lyriumshackled]

Hello! I’m Potato, and l’ll be playing this broody elf...

* —— Fenris was born in Tevinter and spent a large portion of his life enslaved to a Magister. He was branded with Lyrium tattoos and used as a weapon.

* —— After fleeing, he gained help in slaying his former master and in turn, supported his newfound allies in sorting out issues in Kirkwall.

* —— He inevitably goes off on his own, though later comes to regret the decision as he finds himself longing for his former allies- Still, he is reluctant to seek any of them out, feeling that it’s best for each of them to pursue their own path in life.

* —— He wanders for some time, acting as a vigilante and protecting refuges by slaying slavers and others who would do them harm. He also frees as many slaves as he is able to.

* —— Eventually, he catches wind of information regarding several of his former allies; they have joined up with the inquisition. Without thinking on it, he begins traveling towards Skyhold.

* —— He ends up lingering in the final stretch before the fortress for several days, hesitating on whether or not he’ll be welcome- In the end it’s running out of provisions that motivates him into making the final trek.

* —— While he still does not trust magic, he is starting to question his hatred towards mages. After growing fairly close to more than one, he’s started to justify that not all mages are inherently evil... This change in belief is incredibly conflicting for him, and despite it, he has become arguably more hostile towards mages in general in an effort to force his beliefs back in place. He’s always had his hate- It was sometimes the only thing that fueled him. Losing it would leave him even more lost than he already is.

* —— While he is more aggressive in attitude, actually harming an innocent mage would cause more psychological damage- therefore he freezes up before he is able to act. Whether or not this is a flaw or an improvement remains up in the air.

* —— While he is slowly recovering from his past, he often feels like he’s making backwards progress- really he’s just stopped ignoring things.

* —— He suffers from insomnia and can often be found roaming the battlements or beating training dummies at odd hours of the night.

[lvllcn]

ayyyyy my funky homosapians 👈😎 ,, ,, , my name is terrin but u may call me t. i’m 24 ,, , ,, , use they /them ( r  she/her  tbh ) pronouns , , n reside in mst. i’ve played n won evry game m8 ask me anythin’!! plus dlc n i love coffee, plants 💚, n pointy ears like pal, friend,, ,, .. ., ,, , like i’m built fr this. feel free to hmu either on here r on discord ( terrinarium#9959 ) fr all zè plots r jus to say hi!! 👋😘

POPPY DRAYTON || introducing [ LÈONIE LAVELLAN ]! at age [ 26 ], of  [ CISFEMALE ELF ] origin, born in [ FREE MARCHES ] && best known as [ THE HEALER’S APPRENTICE ] ; [ SHE ] has just recently arrived at skyhold. they seem to be a [ MAGE ], their known traits include [ ADVENTUROUS , COMPASSIONATE , DEFIANT ] ; and they stand with the inquisition.

so lèonie is part of the lavellan clan ,, ,, ,, ,,,, ,  she’s been their healer's apprentice fr a total of   .. .. .., ,,  6 days  , ,,. .  yep u heard righ bich && she’s the best damn healer's apprentice this side of thedas i tell u what. she came here p much . . .. ..... .  w/o consent  , ,,  v immature but that's definitely who lèonie lynette is. i was thinkin' perhaps she cld b their clan’s/keeper’s 2nd but idk idk hmu  🤙🤙🤙❤️❤️❤️. she’s lowkey my inquisition run??? i absoLUTLY AD O re  th elf mage path ok scnjcsnfdsg. anyway lèonie is jus a sweet, romantic, spunky brunette that defied her keeper's wishes to join the inquisition bc she wntd to b part of something more. i was srsly tho abt hittin' me up pls com plot w my bby n i'm down fr aaannnnyyyytttthhhiinngggg jus fyi!!!!!!!!!

basics !!

full name. lèonie lynette lavellan pronunciation. LEHN-nee lynn-ET LAH-vell-AHN meaning of name. “lioness” aliases. lè, lèon, lèo, lyn age. 26 date of birth. 9:20 dragon place of birth. free marches zodiac sign. leo species. elf race. white nationality. dalish/marcher gender. cisfemale sexuality. heterosexual occupation. the healer’s apprentice/healer

appearance  !!

height. 5′6″ weight. 111 lbs eyes. brown hair. brown complexion. soft, clear, clean, lightly freckled build. petite, skinny, small voice. click anywhere here!! ( weapon tw, violence tw just in case )

relationships !!

parents. tba siblings. tba children. none enemies. tba

mental !!

education. tba languages. tba disorders. tba habits. tba

traits !!

positive. adventurous,  compassionate, creative, inspiring, open-minded, insightful, courageous, determined negative. defiant, sensitive, deceitful, mischievous, private

characterization !!

moral alignment. neutral good jung. infj-t enneagram. the challenger four temperaments. sanguine tropes. tba archetypes. the apprentice, the rebel tarot card. the moon

stats !!

compassion. 9/10 empathy. 8/10 creativity. 7/10 mental flexibility. 8/10 passion. 7/10 stamina. 6/10 agility. 7/10 strategy. 4/10 teamwork. 8/10

physical !!

strength. 2/10 intelligence. 7/10 wisdom. 6/10 dexterity. 5/10 constitution. 7/10 charisma. 4/10 reflexes. 8/10 willpower. 9/10 luck. 6/10

intellect !!

musical-rhythmic intelligence. 6/10 visual-spatial intelligence. 4/10 verbal-linguistic intelligence. 5/10 logical-mathematical intelligence. 7/10 bodily-kinesthetic intelligence. 7/10 interpersonal intelligence.  8/10 intrapersonal intelligence. 6/10 existential intelligence. 6/10 naturalistic intelligence. 8/10

[lyriumdog]

* INTRO;

DUDLEY O'SHAUGHNESSY || introducing FENRIS! at age 29, of MALE ELF origin, born in TEVINTER && best known as a SLAVER HUNTER; he has just recently arrived at Skyhold. He seems to be a WARRIOR, his known traits include OBSTINATE, DISTRUSTFUL and SOLITARY; and they stand with the inquisition.

hi all!! my name’s alice, i’m 22 (gmt) and this is fenris, my boyfriend, who i love and hate in equal measures. i’ve done a quite long breakdown of him below, but you can also just check out his wiki here!! TW: for torture, slavery and murder. 

* FENRIS THEN;

Fenris was only a teenager when he was enslaved by the Tevinter Magister Danarius and branded with lyrium. Mages encircled him to watch as the lyrium - their source of power - permeated his skin and marked him an instrument in their depravity. He’s hated mages ever since.

His skin became agonizing to touch but the lyrium allowed him to do terrible, unnatural things; reach into people’s bodies, phase through solid objects, anything Danarius asked of him.

The torture left him with no memories of his childhood and no memories of his life up until the branding. The only thing he knew was Danarius, so he detached himself from the pain and did his duty as the Magister’s bodyguard. 

After a bloody battle on Seheron between the Magisters and Qunari, Fenris was bloodied and left to fend for himself. The Fog Warriors, native to the Seheron jungles, treated his injuries and shared their culture with him. When Danarius returned to reclaim what was rightfully his, the Fog Warriors refused his orders and attacked the Magister. Injured and infuriated, Danarius demanded that Fenris kill his saviours. He did. The sight of them dead - the first people to ever treat Fenris as an equal - snapped him out of his staunch obedience and he fled to Kirkwall. That’s where he met Hawke.

Whilst in Kirkwall, Fenris discovered his name used to be Leto. He learned that he had sacrificed himself and his memories in order to save his sister, Varania, from his lyrium-marked fate. In turn, she betrayed his location to Danarius and used his hunt for answers as a lure so that she, a mage, could become Danarius’ apprentice. This was a new sort of pain.

Fenris grew to value his rag-tag Kirkwall family in a way that he’d never allowed himself to value any group of people before (apart from, cough, Anders). He admired Hawke greatly, but never let himself get too close. 

In the end, the feelings he held for the Kirkwall squad lead only to further disappointment. Not again. He now makes no friends where he travels and seeks no contact, save for the merchants and innkeepers that leer openly at his markings. 

* FENRIS NOW;

With Hawke gone, Fenris is driven purely by his own ideals. He had become begrudgingly accustomed to following Hawke wherever they roamed but now, with only his personal vendetta to focus on, he’s reverted to the safety of isolation.

The battle between Templars and Mages has left many civilians poor, homeless, and vulnerable to Tevinter slavers preying on refugee camps scattered across Thedas. With nothing holding him back, he’s on a one-man rampage to tear apart the slaving system, to kill the slavers and impoverish their Magisters. He takes no prisoners and hears no disputes.

To Fenris, the logical epicentre of all this chaos is the Inquisition. Their mission is to promote peace and restore normality, leading them directly to the war-torn cities and feuding dignitaries that Fenris is targetting. He’s joined the Inquisition to help and protect innocent civilizations at risk of slavery; an honourable mission that he’s willing to accomplish through any dishonourable means.

So, there’s my boy!! HMU if you would like to plot -- I’m going to get working on some starters now. And as always, many, many apologies for this broody baby’s attitude.

[qunarifaden-blog]

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.

[runebursts-blog]

hello everyone! i’m ziggy! i use she/they pronouns, come from the utc+7 timezone, and am very excited to be here. besides my current character, i’m also considering bringing in one more oc soon, because i had the hardest time figuring out who to apply with first. for now though, here’s astrid! i look forward to plotting and writing with all of you!!

information.

quiet, with a face hidden behind a cowl, astrid ventry can most often be found in the undercroft of skyhold. she might seem almost enigmatic at first, but throw back the hood and the sunburst brand on her forehead will take away any sense of mystery and replace it with discomfort — as is the way in thedas, when dealing with a tranquil.

placid smiles only adopted to put others at ease, accompanied by her monotone voice; astrid has been branded by the rite for almost six years, now. as a tranquil, she has a resistance to the effects of lyrium, and as such has become an enchanter and runesmith for the inquisition.

a long time ago, she was an apostate who lived within the noble lifestyle: astrid fiora pascaline ventry was nevarran, her family a distant branch of the van markham line, with many ties to the mortalitasi. her parents had a lot of plans for their dear daughter, who was charming and adaptable and ambitious, and saw much in her future.

however, in 9:35, a miscalculated affair with a tevene noblewoman caused an enraged husband to dig up rumours of (and later oust) her magical abilities. but his methods of confirmation were... unwise, to say the least. he threatened her, trying to provoke her into casting magic; angered and uncontrolled, she ended up killing him.

as it turned out, he was the son of a fairly powerful tevinter magister. though some of her family tried to prevent the ensuing chaos, more still thought she had brought this upon herself, and turned their backs on her.

she was brought to the imperium for trial, and in less than a month, she was made tranquil for “abuse of magic”. in place of execution, their choice was declared an act of mercy — as though taking away her very soul could ever be called that.

stripped of all her lands, titles and all her spirit, there was little place for astrid to go. even indentured servitude was out of her reach — many households found themselves deeply unnerved by a tranquil in minrathous.

she tried to go back to nevarra, but quickly learned that her presence was not appreciated by her family for the disgrace she’d caused them. astrid’s mother offered her some money, clothes and her old staff out of sentiment, but otherwise sent her on her way.

as a result, she simply wandered for a time. the circles were an option, but with the growing unrest, it seemed illogical to join them. (and she was proven right when, before the next year had finished, a chantry was blown up and the mages rebelled.)

soon after that, she came to find work with some of the rebel mages in orlais. she learned enchanting and runesmithing, and quickly grew adept at it. she had no feelings either way about the mage-templar war; but stayed with the mages because she felt it was safer for her.

since tranquility, logic seemed to guide most of her decisions, rather than emotion. when she heard word of the inquisition by 9:41, she decided ‘not dying’ seemed very logical indeed and, to that end, she would offer her assistance.

fast forward a little and here she is in skyhold. as a tranquil, she can obviously no longer perform magic, but if forced into combat she’s taken to using her old stave not unlike a bo staff — just straight up whacking people with it. of course, she doesn’t engage in fights often, but will when the need presents itself.

her trial and undergoing of the rite was a long time ago, now, and for the most part she has settled into what she is. she is driven only by reason and self-preservation, and doesn’t feel emotions in a traditional sense — she knows what she should feel, in most circumstances, but just... doesn’t.

however, being an astute noble who grew up learning and analysing social cues makes her pretty good at gauging what others expect of her, and trying to fit those expectations. she’s learned it’s easier to avoid negative attention if she presents as a bit more ‘normal’.

typically, people don’t go out of their way to befriend astrid, given common views on tranquility. she’s quiet and doesn’t tend to approach others unless there is a need or a logical reason. otherwise, most conversations are started by others coming to her. most connections she has with people now are professional or potentially ‘friendly’, if their ideologies make sense to her.

her primary loyalties are to the inquisition, the leadership first and its individuals second. she understands that the inquisition more or less gives her a purpose, and wants to repay that by doing her best to help. besides, at this point there doesn't seem to be any better avenue for her skills.

astrid doesn’t (and can’t) harbour hatred or anger, but know that if someone presents a problem that she must work through, she will work through it, in the most efficient manner. she won’t find a different route, she won’t try diplomacy or creative problem solving. if you are in her way, that is the end of the discussion.

in her current state, i’m going to say astrid is very aro, but i’m not opposed to ideas of past romantic relationships (or, in fact, past relationships of any kind). she understands what affection is; she remembers what affection and love were, she just... simply doesn’t feel it anymore. 

this is getting long so i’ll stop here, but if you have any questions about her, feel free to drop into my IMs! besides that, i’m also open for plotting of any sort; thanks for reading through all this, and i’m excited to get started!

[charmingxelf-blog]

hey yo. it’s ya girl ali. I have a problem with elves and i need to stop. 

Jethann has spent most of his life as a sex worker in The Blooming Rose brothel. He doesn’t care if you a boy or girl. He likes both as long as he’s getting paid.

after Ninette de Carrac’s death; he went into a spiral of depression. He did love her dearly and now that she was gone; he didn’t know what to do. He took up designing clothes as a new hobby.

It seemed he was on autopilot for years. coin for sex; no feeling. 

He saved up enough coin to start his own little clothing shop in Hightown. He sold his designs, making a good profit off it.

Hearing about the new cause, Jethann moved to Skyhold; providing clothing free of charge to the refugees and lowering prices until Skyhold is back on it’s feet.  Also lending his skills as a rogue to the Inquisition. Everyone needs a good lockpick.

[primitxs-blog]

disclaimer for emil:

he is a problematic character. he grew up in a place of privilege and, despite the things he’s endured, still sees through the lens of that privilege sometimes. all appropriate things will be discussed beforehand and/or appropriately tagged during roleplay. but i want it to be clear that emil’s views aren’t the views of the writer, jack, in any fashion.

tevinter is a problematic place, and those from it are supposed to be that way. it is a place where slavery is not only legal, but welcome. where discrimination is commonplace--moreso than in the rest of thedas. the PURPOSE of all of this is for emil to grow as a character. call his ass out. teach him to be better. he will learn over the course of the roleplay--but won’t start out all wizened and knowledgeable and anti-everything his culture, the culture that raised him, is about.

 just a disclaimer. and if the admins and/or any members of the rpg have a problem with this please contact me and let me know and i’ll be happy to discuss it and work something out with them. i just, personally, try to keep my characters within the realm of realistic behaviour as much as possible. thank you.

[lostcaused]

i am... horrendously late to the party, but hi all! i’m tea, and i’m here to introduce you to my misanthropic city elf merchant mage, letha. tl;dr she’s from the kirkwall circle, trades in general goods, and hates everything. she’s got a more in-depth background here, if you’re up to reading it. otherwise, all you need to know is under the cut!

ANA DE ARMAS || introducing LETHA! at age 29, of FEMALE CITY ELF origin, born in THE FREE MARCHES, && best known as A MERCHANT / APOSTATE; she has just recently arrived at skyhold. she seems to be a MAGE, her known traits include ASTUTE, DISTRUSTFUL & ABRASIVE; and she stands with the inquisition.

letha is a city elf that hails from kirkwall’s circle of magi, a place she’s come to call “the ring of murder and madmen” in her head. prior to joining up with the inquisition as a merchant, she was a wandering apostate, travelling across borders, going south from the free marches to ferelden.

fierce and isolated on instinct, letha is the embodiment of morally ambiguous, and has taken her role as an outsider on as an identity: from being born in an alienage to being shunned as a mage, then fleeing her homeland after the rebellion — there’s nothing she understands more than being an outcast, and so feels a mixture of resentment and anger towards every little thing.

though it’s not possible nor entirely practical to fully hide the fact that she’s a mage, letha still does her best to conceal the fact from most strangers and common folk. she presents herself as a non-combatant, though she also keeps a dagger strapped to the outside of her thigh.

on the day-to-day, her services include trading in general goods, and she dabbles a little bit in art, as well — want a self-portrait or a beautiful landscape done? she’d be happy to oblige, for a price. she’s skilled particularly with charcoal drawings, largely because that was the easiest medium for her to get access to, growing up as she did.

when it comes to relationships with letha, friends don’t come easy. she can be fairly charming, and does like to have a laugh (though most of the time at other people’s expense), so acquaintances are likely — but in terms of genuine friends, she will have about as few as you’d expect for someone like her. any that she did have, however, she would hold very, very dear.

on the flip side, as someone who fends for herself and herself alone, letha is bound to have made her fair share of enemies along the way. while she’d be instinctively guarded around most templars, she’d also be wary around other mages; she’s scathing and isolated on instinct, and can be hard to get along with.

lastly, letha isn’t the type to consider much in the way of romance; physical affection is more likely, but still relatively rare. she’s the type to spend a night and leave the following morning — before you wake and without a note. she knows little of love and courtship, and probably wouldn’t know what to do with real feelings if she had them.

come plot with her maybe?? i’m open to pretty much any ideas, so feel free to drop into my IMs here on tumblr, or find me at koala tea#4782!

[suvkanelf]

It’s your girl Ali again! This is my Dalish Babe that needs to constantly stop at everything he does.

Fenll spends most of his time in the Tavern. He practically sleeps there until he’s thrown out then he just sleeps outside.

He’s a scout / Archer so he’s usually with the scouts to scout out the land before the Inquisitor goes.

He is always down for some pranks with Sera.

He constantly stares at Dorian and Cullen but he’s too scared to talk to them.

Honestly he was sent to Skyhold because the clan was getting tired of all his pranks. But he enjoys it more than moving constantly.

He LOVES Hallas. He used to have one as a pet until a hunter killed it.

He is wary meeting humans at first but once he gets to know them, he’s down to drink with them.

He wanted to be a bard growing up but was forced to learn the bow.

[gcrretthcwke-blog]

hi hello everyone, i’m annie (21, she/her, pst!) and i’ll be playing garrett hawke!! i’m super excited to be here because hell yeah a dragon age rp finally some good fucking food and i cannot wait to write garrett with all of you!!

now presenting a tl;dr for actual disaster/area-man-trying-his-best, garrett hawke:

[BEN BARNES] || introducing [GARRETT HAWKE]! at age [35], of [MALE HUMAN] origin, born in [FERELDEN] && best known as [A REBEL MAGE AND THE CHAMPION OF KIRKWALL]; [HE] has just recently arrived at skyhold. they seem to be a [MAGE], their known traits include [AGGRESSIVE, FLIPPANT, and TENACIOUS]; and they stand with the inquisition.

fast facts:

born in ferelden in the now-nonexistent town of lothering; fled ferelden with carver, bethany, and their mother during the blight (which is all canon stuff which can be found [HERE] so i wont go into too many details here so we can get to the Different Parts instead!)

during da2, his personality was 50/50 aggressive/sarcastic or purple/red shshsh you know what i mean

now hes 70/30 aggressive/sarcastic because ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ hes tired and he just wants to take a nap but the world keeps almost ending and that??? is honestly so rude

actually hawke during da2:

after the kirkwall chantry went boom, garrett backflipped out of kirkwall and has been helping mages escape the circles across southern thedas ever since

#MageRightsOrMageFights (garrett supported the mages at the end of da2)

when the circles officially rebelled and organized under grand enchanter fiona, he went to her side and has been working on recruiting straggler mages and the tranquil for the rebellion in redcliffe

still hasn't taken a nap, really needs one

he just misses his family okay

aaaaand that's the tl;dr for garrett!! i have a wip bio for him right [HERE] and i'm always open for plotting!! my discord is annie#8853 so pls hmu and i'll love u forever

[gideonvance]

it’s nyx again, because of course it is. here’s gideon, an orlesian grey warden originally from ferelden, aka ‘grumpy local man who should really be dead by now just wants to go home’.

IAIN GLEN || introducing [GIDEON VANCE]! at age [53], of [MALE ELF-BLOODED] origin, born in [FERELDEN] && best known as [A GREY WARDEN]; [HE] has just recently arrived at skyhold. they seem to be a [WARRIOR], their known traits include [MOROSE, PRAGMATIC & RETICENT]; and they stand with the inquisition.

gideon is a good warden - maybe even a good man. he’s full of loyalty, compassion and valour: it courses through his blood, tangled up in his veins. he’s made of hard edges and sharp words and a stubborn need for self-sacrifice, but he’s a soldier and a brother and a son and he does what he can, does everything he can, for the good of others.

but at the same time, he’s cynical. jaded. worn and weary from years of fighting, tired of taking part in wars they can never fully win. he’ll still fight, and he promises to do so until his last breath, but some days he doesn’t know if it’s because he really believes in something better, or if it’s just a leftover instinct from ideals he’s long since lost.

born in a bucolic, rural part of ferelden, gideon was an active, happy child - he climbed hills and ran laps and skipped rocks by the riverside, blunted his play-swords on the trunks of trees, tumbling home by sunset with his younger sister delaney giggling on his shoulders.

his parents, his father a lowborn human and his mother a city elf from an alienage, had run away together in their younger years. the two were often busy with their jobs as a cobbler and a seamstress, and so the siblings tended to spend more time with each other than with their mum and pa.

when he was around the age of twelve, a group of orlesian knights passing through took note of gideon training out on his own, and decided to hire him as a squire of sorts - though as more of an errand boy than an apprentice. he jumped at the opportunity regardless, idealistic as he was back then; he promised to write, then left for orlais.

for a time, things were steady as he trained and worked and grew. he would likely never make it into the ranks of the knights themselves, being from ferelden and of low birth, but he still learned how to wield a sword and shield, determined to make something of himself.

in his early twenties, though, the knight whose command he was under ended up murdered, and gideon was preposterously framed for it. he was jailed for a trial he knew would be unjust, but during his imprisonment, an orlesian warden came recruiting - and gideon was conscripted away from this fate.

he survived his joining, obviously - and spent the following years thinning herds of darkspawn, sealing openings in the deep roads, and trying to figure out how he was accused of a murder he didn’t commit. (he eventually found out about a clandestine coup within the knight order, and spent some time setting things right.)

during the fifth blight, he was assigned to a post protecting and holding the orlesian border - which infuriated him, because there was a blight in his homeland... and he was supposed to stay away from the fight?

he very nearly defied orders - especially after receiving a mournful letter from his sister, telling him their parents had died during their attempt to flee - but he didn’t, and was subsequently made a warden-lieutenant during the thaw. but to this day, he carries guilt like a weight ready to drown him.

he also acquired a mabari war hound in the time after, a lumbering girl with one blind eye that the breeder was having some trouble with. he named her laney, after his sister.

some time ago, he started hearing the calling in full. he was on his way to the deep roads for his long walk when he heard word of wardens vanishing - plagued by a lingering sense of duty, he returned to find his old unit missing. the investigation into their disappearances led him first to alistair and, later, the inquisition. 

he hasn’t seen or written to his sister at all since the blight, and is honestly too ashamed to face her these days, even though he may very well be close to dying and he’d do anything to see her again. well, anything but swallow his pride, apparently...