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[sub][b]T H E[/b] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [b]T E V I N T E R[/b] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [b]F U G I T I V E[/b]
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[color=c82c52]31     [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color]     female     [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color]     human[/color]
[color=808080][sup]__________________________________________[/sup][/color][/sub][/center][sub][color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ hair color  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  black[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ eye color  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  yellow / amber[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ height  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  5' 8"[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ build  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  slender[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ alias  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  vae'nra caelian[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ origin  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  minrathous, tevinter[/color][/sub]
[center][sup][color=808080][sub]__________________________________________[/sub][/color][/sup][/center][sub][color=2e2c2c]...........[/color][b]H E A V Y [color=2e2c2c].[/color] + 2[/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ defender  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  10 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ perseverance  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ hard hitter  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ combat sense  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]

[color=2e2c2c]...........[/color][b]P H Y S I C A L [color=2e2c2c].[/color] + 5[/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ reflexes  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ stealth  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  10 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ rapid blows  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ perception  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  15 / 20[/color]

[color=2e2c2c]...........[/color][b]M A G I C [color=2e2c2c].[/color] + 13[/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ power  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  20 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ pattern weaving  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  20 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ mana pool  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  20 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ fortitude  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  5 / 20[/color][/sub]
[center][sup][color=808080][sub]__________________________________________[/sub][/color][/sup][/center][sub][color=2e2c2c]...........[/color][b]E Q U I P M E N T . . .[/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ blood letting ring  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ family crested dagger  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ venatori robes  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ noble robes  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ grimoire  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ wood-carved raven  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ pouch of assorted gems  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ pouch of gold  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ 2 vials of lyrium  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ water skin  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ bandages  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ bedroll  [/b][/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=c82c52][b]▹ dalish all-bred, [i]willow[/i][/b][/color][/sub]
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[center][color=808080][sup]____________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center][sub][color=c82c52][b]C U S T O M [color=2e2c2c].[/color] T R A I T S . . .[/b][/color]
[b][url=https://imgur.com/yWOLDoe][color=ffffff]Vyrantium Blood Stave[/color][/url][/b] [color=808080]- [i]This unique, one of a kind stave is made of high quality obsidian carved to be harsh and angular, mimicking the extreme styles of Tevinter architecture. At the top of the staff is a raw red crystal inlaid between four acute prongs. And near the hilt is a small raised edge, razor sharp, for ease of blood letting for the use of blood magic. This stave is a powerful Corvus family heirloom passed down for generations to the point where its origin is lost to time. This stave is known to be temperamental and will backfire on anyone who attempts to use it that isn't its current wielder.[/i][/color]
[b]Blood Sacrifice[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Vae'nra can suck the life force from herself, a creature, or residual life force from the dead, and use that to restore the health of herself or another creature of her choosing.[/i][/color]
[b]Exsanguinate[/b] [color=808080]- [i]This spell corrupts its victims causing them to hemorrhage as blood violently purges itself from the host's body, evacuating from any and all possible orifices, including the eyes. This spell attacks any foes within a 30 ft. radius circle for a short duration, disregarding armor and resistances.[/i][/color]
[b]Blood Bond[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Vae'nra can tether up to 4 allies, including herself, together as long as they are within 30 ft. of another connected ally. While bonded, whenever someone takes any damage it is evenly dispersed amongst everyone who is connected.[/i][/color]
[b]Forestall the Fade[/b] [color=808080]- [i]When an ally is on the precipice of death, Vae'nra is able to control their blood keeping it circulating, pumping their heart, and coagulating any open wounds to keep them from dying. The recipient receives just enough health to stabilize and refrain from dying. This spell takes immense concentration and breaks any other spells she might have cast. If she takes any damage while casting, the spell will break and fail.[/i][/color]
[color=c82c52][b]Blood mage passive[/b][/color] [color=808080]- [i]As a blood mage, Vae'nra is capable of attempting to control any creature that has blood, and in doing so she can puppet them as she sees fit. This can range from forcing allies to turn on their own, making guards abandon their posts, to anything else she can conjure up.[/i][/color]

[color=c82c52][b]S T O R Y [color=2e2c2c].[/color] T R A I T S . . .[/b][/color]
[color=808080][i]Nothing... yet.[/i][/color]

[color=c82c52][b]S T R E N G T H S . . .[/b][/color]
[b]survival[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Vae'nra spent several years living in the wild, just her and Willow, her horse. Through a trial by fire she learned how to live off the land and use what nature provided to its fullest potential. It wasn't an easy life but with enough will and determination she persevered.[/i][/color]
[b]savoir-faire[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Growing up in a noble, Altus family, social decorum was expected of you and drilled into you from a young age. Vae'nra is very well mannered with the proper amount of poise and diplomacy to fit in with most crowds from poor farmers to the two-faced nobles of Orlais.[/i][/color]
[b]arcane knowledge[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Having attended the oldest Circle of Magi in Thedas, Vae'nra had access to the largest arcane library and College of Antiquities to further her knowledge. Most of her time in the circle was spent in the Arcanist Hall, so she is exceptionally knowledgeable when it comes to the arcane arts.[/i][/color]
[b]multilingual[/b] [color=808080]- [i]She is fluent in Tevene and common, and knows conversational Elvish that she learned from Wylen.[/i][/color]

[color=c82c52][b]W E A K N E S S E S . . .[/b][/color]
[b]martial combat[/b] [color=808080]- [i]As a mage, it is not surprising that Vae'nra has little to not skill when it comes to non-magic fighting. She has a dagger, but using it beyond slitting a throat or blood letting is lost on her.[/i][/color]
[b]strength[/b] [color=808080]- [i]As a noble, Vae'nra rarely had to lift anything on her own that weighed more than a couple pounds. She's built up some muscle density living in the wilds, but her strength is still average at best. She can get herself up onto her horse and maybe do a couple push ups.[/i][/color]
[b]wanted[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Beyond being a blood mage outside of Tevinter, Vae'nra is an apostate and a fugitive hunted by Venatori. There is a target on her back and it complicates things. She's gotten good at hiding her identity but it's only a matter of time before it all catches up to her.[/i][/color]

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[color=c82c52][b]P E R S O N A L I T Y . . .[/b][/color]
[b]reserved [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] pragmatic [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] poised [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] willful [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] fierce[/b]

[color=c82c52][b]M O T I V A T I O N . . .[/b][/color]
[color=808080]Vae'nra would like to clear her name and unburden herself of the guilt that weighs heavily on her. Knowing she is only one person and cannot end slavery by herself, she hunts slavers for sport and frees any slaves she can.[/color]

[color=c82c52][b]H I S T O R Y . . .[/b][/color]
[color=808080]The Corvus house comes from a long and prestigious line of mages. Their lineage can be traced back for generations to the time of the Dreamers, making their family part of the upper echelon of Tevinter society as Altus mages. There has always been a member of the Corvus family in the Magisterium, this seat in the Imperial Senate is often held by the patriarch of house Corvus until he either abdicates his position to his heir or dies, which it is then passed down to the next male in line. It is a common household name throughout Tevinter and many Altus and Laetan mages are familiar with members on a first name basis. 

A purist family, the Corvuses only allowed arranged marriages with other mages. The women could only marry other Altus mages as to refrain from demeaning herself to a lower social standing. But the men [i]could[/i] marry a Laetan woman if she showed promise and came with an exceptional dowry worthy of elevating her family and her children to the peak of society. While that position was highly sought after by many Laetan women, and their parents, a marriage of that rarity only happened once, maybe twice a century.

It came as no surprise that when Valerius Corvus was in his mid-twenties, his parents had arranged a marriage for him with a daughter from an equally prestigious house. Lyra Vintus was the seventh child, first daughter, to Cyprian (a magisterium mage) and Corvina Vintus. The houses had been long standing friends since Valerius’s father and Cyprian studied in the Imperial Circle of Magi together. It only made sense that when they had grown children of their own they sought to unite their families. There could not have been a better fated match and luckily, Valerius and Lyra grew quite fond of each other during their betrothal. 

A few years into their marriage, Lyra was pregnant with their first child when Valerius’s father abdicated his seat on the Magisterium allowing him to assume the position. By the time Vae’nra was born, her parents were rarely at home to raise her due to their political duties and her brother Elias, while young, was already at the Minrathous Circle of Magi since his powers manifested when he was just five years old. This frequently left her in the care of the family’s elven slaves.

It was often that Wylen, the oldest of the Corvus’s slaves and the only mage, took care of the young Vae’nra. In his old age he had a calm demeanor and gentle touch that comforted and soothed her. Per her parent’s instructions, once she was old enough and came into her magic, he helped her practice and strengthen her skills. When it was only them, he’d educate her on the life of the Dalish, teaching her Elvish and telling her stories of his life with his clan before he was taken. She didn’t see him as a slave or someone inferior, but a grandfather, a mentor, someone she looked up to and wanted to be like. 

Still at such a young age, Vae’nra didn’t understand the societal differences between herself and Wylen. He was a friend and loved one. She saw others like him around Minrathous would often ask why they were so sad, but Wylen didn’t have the heart to answer, letting her find her own answers rather than the dark truth behind the slavery in Tevinter. And in her childlike mind she assumed they were sad because they didn’t have their own [i]Da’len[/i].

Growing up, Vae’nra desired so much to be like Wylen that she would sneakily try to dress like him wearing dirty and torn clothing she hid away. She also painted a crude vallaslin on her forehead, even when he begged her not to. On one such day, she was caught by her father dressed like a Dalish slave, running around the house saying whatever Elven words she knew. Outraged, she was sent to the Minrathous Circle of Magi the very next day even though she was younger than most of the other new mages.

She hated it there, keeping to herself and hiding away in the library, reading any book she could get her hands on. But more importantly, it was the easiest way to avoid her brother. He never cared much for reading or higher education, so he was only there out of necessity. Otherwise he walked around the tower like he owned it, trailed by his group of lackeys, belittling anyone he saw as inferior, including his sister. But some nights, when she was truly lonely, Vae’nra would sneak out of the circle. She’d find her way back home and slip through the slave’s entrance. No matter the hour, she’d wake Wylen and he’d sit with her until near sunrise when she had to hurry back before her absence was noticed.

At eighteen, Vae’nra completed the Harrowing under the supervision of her parents, as per Tevinter custom, and while they seemed more bothered to take time out of their days to be there, she was happy to earn the title of Enchanter and gain more freedom. She spent her time split between the Circle and home, but only to check in on Wylen who was growing feeble in his old age. She was unaware of how his age was affecting his work until it all came to a head two years later. One night over dinner, her parents spoke of some blood ritual they planned on performing, which was fairly common… Until they said Wylen was to be the sacrifice. She begged them not to, and they said it was a mercy and the most economical choice based on his age, but a sinister glint in her brother’s eye said otherwise. 

Knowing no amount of pleading would change her family’s minds, Vae’nra had no choice but to take action. She packed a bag with as much clothes as she could carry, stole her family’s heirloom stave, a coin purse of gold and snuck the slaves out of the house in the dead of night. In the darkness of an alley in Dock Town, she gave the elves the clothes to disguise themselves and bought shady passage for all of them on a merchant ship. They were taken down the coast to Marnas Pell, but the rest of their journey had to be taken cross country and on foot. They got as far as The Silent Plains before they first got sight of the Venatori. It was uncertain why they were sent. Was it to recover her? The stolen slaves? The heirloom stave? Whatever the reason, they were relentless and gaining on them. 

With elderly and children in their party, they traveled slow and the harder they pushed the weaker they got. They just needed to make it to the Vimmark Mountains and find the Dalish… [i]any[/i] Dalish. But their luck ran out just outside of Wildervale. The Ventatori ambushed them in the middle of the night, killing half of the elves and injuring the other half. Vae’nra managed lead them East until they hit a branch of the Minanter River… and a dead end. Wylen was bleeding out and those who were left weren’t fighters. In a bid to save those who were left, and Vae’nra, Wylen sacrificed himself for her to use his lifeforce to decimate the Venatori.

As much as she wanted to bury Wylen in Var Bellanaris, Vae’nra had no way to transport him to the Exalted Plains, especially not with the wounded she still led. She had to settle for doing the funeral rights to the best of her memory and with the help of the elves, they buried the fallen near the southern branch of the Minanter. She planted a seed for a willow tree over Wylen’s remains, as is Dalish custom, so she could also find him whenever she came back that way. 

It wasn’t a week before they saw the sails of an aravel at the base of the Vinmark Mountains. The Dalish clan accepted the freed slaves with open arms and even offered Vae’nra a place among them for what she did. But with a heavy heart she declined, scared that she’d only bring more ruin upon their heads as a Tevinter fugitive, blood mage, and now apostate. As a sign of gratitude, they gave her anything she needed and a young Dalish all-bred mare that she named Willow after the tree planted at Wylen’s grave.

For the following several years, Vae’nra lived off the land and kept to the wilds. She’d occasionally pop into a village for news, rumors, a night’s rest in a proper bed, or better yet, information on any slavers in the area. While she wasn’t able to save every slave, especially not Wylen, her new mission became to prevent others from suffering the same fate. She freed any slaves she found and murdered any slavers that had the misfortune to cross her path, earning herself quite the reputation. 

Then one year during her annual visit to Wylen’s grave outside of Wildervale, a group of Venatori caught her off guard. It wasn’t uncommon for them to show up every now and then, still determined to catch her. But her guard was down and she wasn’t prepared. Vae’nra was losing the fight and probably would have died if it weren’t for The Rethari Blades who happened to be close by. Hearing the fighting, Delilah and her men stepped in and made quick work of the Venatori. It took some convincing and a long conversation about her past, but eventually the Qunari was able to convince her to join them. 

Vae’nra has been with the blades ever since and with the rise of The Sixth Blight, their aid is even more crucial in finding the missing wardens and helping fight the darkspawn.[/color]

[color=c82c52][b]R E L A T I O N S . . .[/b][/color]
[color=808080]While Vae'nra is no stranger to the comforts of another's body, her life has rarely allowed her the opportunity to pursue anything beyond a night of pleasure. She has a tendency to be a bit of a cynic when it comes to her love life, but is open to it if someone manages to share affections with her.[/color]

[url=https://imgur.com/mhBFvxH][color=ffffff][b]Valerius Corvus[/b][/color][/url] [color=808080]- [i]alive[/i] - [i]The only surviving son to Varian and Astraea Corvus, Valerius became the heir of the Corvus house at eighteen shortly after leaving the Circle of Magi. With politics as his main priority, much of his life was spent in the Magisterium or grooming Elias to take up the mantle after him. To Vae'nra he was an absent father that she barely knew.[/i][/color]
[url=https://imgur.com/ZlH7qw3][color=ffffff][b]Lyra Corvus ( Vintus )[/b][/color][/url] [color=808080]- [i]alive[/i] - [i]The perfect wife to a Magister, Lyra supported her husband in anything and everything he did. When he was in the Magisterium, it was her duty to continue educating Elias whenever he wasn't in the Circle. While she was around Vae'nra more than her father, she often left Vae's care to the slaves.[/i][/color]
[url=https://imgur.com/tpQerK9][color=ffffff][b]Elias Corvus[/b][/color][/url] [color=808080]- [i]deceased[/i] - [i]The only son born to an only son, Elias was the last heir and future of the Corvus family. Circumstances of his murder are unknown, but it is rumored that he was assassinated in a bid to get the Corvus seat in the Magisterium. With his death the ancient line of Corvus will end with Vae'nra.[/i][/color]
[url=https://imgur.com/zufm8Gr][color=ffffff][b]Wylen[/b][/color][/url] [color=808080]- [i]deceased[/i] - [i]A former Dalish Keeper, captured with his clan by Tevinter slavers in the Free Marches. He served the Corvus family for over three decades and was the predominant parental figure in Vae'nra's upbringing. He often called her "Da'len," elven word meaning "little one," due to her being like a daughter to him.[/i][/color]

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[center][color=c82c52][b]hexcode[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]|[/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]#c82c52[/color] [color=2e2c2c]........[/color] [color=c82c52][b]creator[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]|[/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]Mjolnir[/color] [color=2e2c2c]........[/color] [color=c82c52][b]signature[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]|[/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]Mjolnir[/color][/center][/sub][/justify][/cell]
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[sub][b]T H E[/b] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [b]T A L - V A S H O T H[/b] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [b]B R U T E[/b]
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[color=66838e]35     [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color]     male     [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color]     qunari[/color]
[color=808080][sup]__________________________________________[/sup][/color][/sub][/center][sub][color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ hair color  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  black[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ eye color  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  crimson[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ height  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  7' 7"[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ build  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  muscular[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ origin  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  qunandar, par vollen[/color][/sub]
[center][sup][color=808080][sub]__________________________________________[/sub][/color][/sup][/center][sub][color=2e2c2c]...........[/color][b]H E A V Y [color=2e2c2c].[/color] + 14[/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ defender  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  15 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ perseverance  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  20 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ hard hitter  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  20 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ combat sense  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  15 / 20[/color]

[color=2e2c2c]...........[/color][b]P H Y S I C A L [color=2e2c2c].[/color] + 5[/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ reflexes  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  10 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ stealth  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ rapid blows  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  10 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ perception  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  5 / 20[/color]

[color=2e2c2c]...........[/color][b]M A G I C [color=2e2c2c].[/color] + 1[/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ power  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ pattern weaving  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ mana pool  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  0 / 20[/color]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][color=66838e][b]▹ fortitude  [/b][/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=808080]  5 / 20[/color][/sub]
[center][sup][color=808080][sub]__________________________________________[/sub][/color][/sup][/center][sub][color=2e2c2c]...........[/color][b]E Q U I P M E N T . . .[/b]
[color=66838e][color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ 2 dwarven crafted hand axes  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ dagger  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ dar-saam ropes  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ vitaar paints  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ whetstone  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ pouch of gaatlok  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ wicked grace deck  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ pouch of gold  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ waterskin  [/b]
[color=2e2c2c]................[/color][b]▹ bedroll  [/b][/color][/sub]
[/cell][cell][justify][color=2e2c2c].[/color]
[center][color=808080][sup]____________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center][sub][color=66838e][b]C U S T O M [color=2e2c2c].[/color] T R A I T S . . .[/b][/color]
[b]Charge[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Like a battering ram, Rasaad can charge 30 ft. in any direction colliding with anything and everything in his path, which has a chance to knock prone any foe he hits. This is also useful for breaking down doors, weak architecture and crumbling rocks.[/i][/color]
[b]Battle Cry[/b] [color=808080]- [i]In the heat of battle, Rasaad can let out a fearsome shout that rallies his allies to fight harder and stronger, while also taunting his foes to focus him. This also has a possibility to frighten opponents with weaker constitutions.[/i][/color]
[b]Disembowel[/b] [color=808080]- [i]When an enemy is prone, Rasaad can hack and slash at them with his hand axes, focusing on their chest and torso, trying to rip their organs out of their body.[/i][/color]
[b]Rampage[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Rasaad lets out all his pent up fury stomping the ground and shouting aggressively. He becomes an unstoppable beast, attacking harder and faster, while also gaining health with every strike he makes.[/i][/color]
[b]Tavern Brawler[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Rasaad is a skilled fighter on and off the battlefield, as such he has mastered the art of improvised combat. He can make a weapon out of anything, a tankard, chair or even the body of a dead dwarf. And when he's empty handed, his fists work just as well.[/i][/color]
[color=66838e][b]Reaver passive[/b][/color] [color=808080]- [i]As a Reaver, Rasaad is capable of absorbing the residual life force from the dead to heal himself. He is also no stranger to pain and injury on the battlefield. While wounds make others weaker, he only gets more lethal the closer to death he is. [/i][/color]

[color=66838e][b]S T O R Y [color=2e2c2c].[/color] T R A I T S . . .[/b][/color]
[color=808080][i]Nothing... yet.[/i][/color]

[color=66838e][b]S T R E N G T H S . . .[/b][/color]
[b]intimidation[/b] [color=808080]- [i]A blind person could sense the force that is Rasaad. Even if he never raised a weapon around someone, his presence alone can make people avoid him. He has an intense and angry disposition that makes him look two seconds away from ripping someone's head off. It's not likely, but never say never.[/i][/color]
[b]trustworthy[/b] [color=808080]- [i]He is loyal to a fault when it comes to those who have earned his trust. Rasaad will keep secrets in confidence and if he says he'll do something, he does it... Or will die trying. His word is binding and he'll never say something he doesn't mean.[/i][/color]
[b]resilient[/b] [color=808080]- [i]He has a tough shell, physically and emotionally. He can bounce back from most situations seemingly unbothered, even if he's bleeding profusely. It takes a lot to knock him down, but when it does he only becomes more ruthless.[/i][/color]
[b]multilingual[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Rasaad knows Qunlat and common.[/i][/color]

[color=66838e][b]W E A K N E S S E S . . .[/b][/color]
[b]social cues[/b] [color=808080]- [i]He takes most words and actions at face value. Body language is a foreign concept to Rasaad and he has no idea how to read between the lines. Even his humor and sarcasm are dry and deadpan because he wouldn't know how to act sarcastic.[/i][/color]
[b]tact[/b] [color=808080]- [i]Rasaad says and does what's on his mind, often without forethought of the repercussions of those actions, which has a habit of getting him into some sticky situations. He never intends to offend people he cares about, but his honesty is blunt and rough around the edges.[/i][/color]
[b]stealth[/b] [color=808080]- [i]He's a big guy that struggles to fit into normal situations, let alone tight and cramped places. He makes the shadows that smaller men hide in. Rasaad isn't as noisy as a templar in full plate, but he isn't far behind them either. If something calls for stealth he'd be better off standing guard.[/i][/color]

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[color=66838e][b]P E R S O N A L I T Y . . .[/b][/color]
[b]loyal [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] impulsive [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] deadpan [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] lowbrow [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] [color=808080][b]|[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color] savage[/b]

[color=66838e][b]M O T I V A T I O N . . .[/b][/color]
[color=808080]After leaving the Qun, Rasaad has been lost and unable to find a new purpose. After the darkspawn attack in Kont-aar he found a new calling, murdering the fuck out of darkspawn and protecting those that need protecting.[/color]

[color=66838e][b]H I S T O R Y . . .[/b][/color]
[color=808080]Born in Qunandar, Par Vollen, under the Qun, his life started like any other Qunari’s did. At birth he was given his name, but like every other child, it was a string of genealogical information used for record keeping rather than a unique identifier like used throughout the rest of Thedas. He was bred to be a soldier and after receiving his education and evaluation from the Tamassrans, he was assigned to the Antaam and given the title and position of Karasaad, a mid-rank melee warrior.

Due to the Qunari desire to spread their philosophy and way of life, the Qun, they often invade other lands in attempts to further their doctrines. Karasaad was assigned to a battalion, operating under a Karasten, and sent to Thedas main lands in another one of their many invasion plans. They came south by the Amaranthine Ocean and up into the Rialto Bay before landing somewhere in Antiva between Antiva City and Treviso. While most of the forces were sent south toward Antiva city, a smaller band of a dozen or so Qunari were sent North to scout smaller towns and villages on their way to Treviso. There weren't many of them, a couple Karasaads, an Ashaad that scouted ahead, a Saarebas, and two Arvaarads all led by a Karashok. 

It wasn’t the most stealthy or inconspicuous band of travelers but Tal-Vashoth and Vashoth were more common in Antiva and Rivain, so the hope was to go relatively unnoticed. Most of their travels went smoothly, or as smoothly as it could as a group of Qunari made their way up the cost. Reaching a small farming village about a day’s travel outside of the city, the Qunari found everything to be abandoned as if the villagers disappeared earlier that day. Animals still grazed happily, fields appeared to be tended and in one of the huts embers of a fire still sparkled with faint signs of life. They were in the center of the town by the time they realized it was a trap, finding Ashaad’s head resting beside a well. Word of their movement must have reached Treviso with just enough time for the Antivan Crows to clear out the village and lay in wait. 

The ambush was ruthless, bloody and quick. Karasaad cut down at least a dozen Crows in the first minute, but even more were hidden around the village filling the Qunari with arrows like pin cushions. It wasn’t five minutes and half of the Qunari band was dead, bodies littering the ground around the well. By the time they took out all the melee attackers all that remained was Karasaad, an unconscious Karashok, the Saarabas, and a dozen archers with their arrows all trained on them. The odds weren’t in their favor, but Karasaad was not the type to run away from death. He charged into the group of archers, for every arrow he smacked away with an axe, two more found their mark. He managed to take out a handful before he was brought to his knees and disarmed. One of the Crows had an arrow trained for his head and that’s when everything went black.

When he regained consciousness all the crows were dead and the Karashok had their blade at the Saarebas’s throat. Confused, Karasaad demanded answers. As it turned out, it was the mage that killed the remaining crows, and even though she saved their lives… Qun law dictates that a Saarebas separated from their keeper, Arvaarad, must be slain or kill themselves. The mage didn’t fight, didn’t argue. She knelt on the ground to accept her fate, but in that brief moment Karasaad saw fear in her eyes. Before he could think twice about it, the Karashok’s head was on the ground and his axe was dripping blood. Never before that moment had he contemplated leaving the Qun, but seeing someone who saved his life being threatened by one of the very people she saved bothered him so viscerally that his entire moral code flipped in a single moment.

The pair had time on their side with the rest of the battalion dead. They had to leave and get as far away as quickly as possible. They did their best to change their clothing, which wasn’t easy being over seven feet tall in a human village. They made new names for themselves, shortening their given titles to Rasaad and Saara since they had no knowledge of Thedosian naming conventions. And they gathered what supplies they could from the farms before heading Northeast to Kont-aar. They made it past Ayesleigh on foot before the Ben-Hassrath found them, but they were prepared. It was customary for assassins to be sent after new Tal-Vashoth, not to mention Rasaad killed a Karashok and freed a Saarebas. That was expected. And if he didn’t have Saara with him he might not have survived, but together they defeated the assassins, leaving behind a bloody mess to serve as a message not to seek them out again. 

Once they reached Kont-aar the pair were able to breathe and try to make a life of peace for themselves. With no money, Rasaad took odds and ends type jobs to try and get a roof over their heads. But more importantly, they needed some way for Saara to learn how to control her magic to avoid issues with templars or anything else that could arise as an apostate. After months of scraping the bottom of the barrel, he managed to save enough gold to arrange lessons for Saara with Kont-aar’s seer. For a couple years Rasaad took whatever jobs he could find, often aiding the lords of fortune or being some muscle for hire. He didn’t love it, but it put food on the table. 

One day a few months back, he was visiting home when darkspawn appeared almost like they climbed up from the earth itself. Half of the city was razed while the other half, including Rasaad, fought to protect those who couldn’t defend themselves. He had never seen a darkspawn and he tried to help everyone he could. But no matter how good he was, he couldn’t be everywhere at once, and watching those creatures rip apart a child was something that still haunts his dreams. When he heard about The Rethari Blades he knew he had to join. Rasaad hated leaving Saara behind, but she was strong and could protect herself. And she knew he needed to go do what he did best… protect and kill.[/color]

[color=66838e][b]R E L A T I O N S . . .[/b][/color]
[color=808080]Relationships and lovers aren't really a thing under the Qun. He's no virgin. He has spent his fair share of time in the Tamassran's pleasure house, so physical yearnings he understands. But love is a foreign concept. He's seen it and had it explained to him, but until he experiences it, he doesn't claim to understand. That doesn't mean he's opposed to it... Although he might struggle to understand what exactly he's feeling.[/color]

[url=https://imgur.com/444I8ET][b][color=ffffff]Saara[/color][/b][/url] [color=808080]- [i]She is the Saarebas Rasaad saved and in doing so they both became Tal-Vashoth. They care for each other and look after each other like siblings, although he is definitely the more protective and overbearing one.[/i][/color]

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[center][color=66838e][b]hexcode[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]|[/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]#66838e[/color] [color=2e2c2c]........[/color] [color=66838e][b]creator[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]|[/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]Mjolnir[/color] [color=2e2c2c]........[/color] [color=66838e][b]signature[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]|[/color] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [color=808080]Mjolnir[/color][/center][/sub][/justify][/cell]
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