<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> The Commander of the Grey</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148823.msg6745292#msg6745292">Quote from: Primarch on 11-08-2012, 21:09:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong> Darrian Tabris <br/><strong>Race:</strong>Elf<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br/><strong>Class:</strong> Warrior, Champion &amp; Templar<br/><strong>Origin Path:</strong> City Elf<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong><br/><div align="center">(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee48/Gevaden/darrian.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Darrian</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee48/Gevaden/Darrian3.jpg)<br/>(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee48/Gevaden/Darrian2.jpg)<br/></div></div><br/></div><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong> Darrian wields the greatsword Starfang, which was crafted from metal from a fallen star. This already incredible swords is made all the more dangerous by the Runic enchantments Sandal placed in them, empowering the sword with lightning &amp; frost and allows him to attack more quickly. All the runes are of Paragon quality. When he returned to Ostagar after the battle he obtained King Cailan's massive suit of armour and wore it throughout the blight. He occasionally makes use of a Whitewood longbow. <br/><strong>Skills:</strong> <br/>Sunder Arms &gt; Shattering Blows &gt; Sunder Armour &gt; Destroyer<br/>Mighty Blow &gt; Powerful Swings &gt; Two Handed Strength &gt; Two Handed Sweep<br/>War Cry &gt; Rally &gt; Motivate &gt; Superiority<br/>Righteous Strike &gt; Cleanse Area &gt; Mental Fortress &gt; Holy Smite<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Tabris was born in Denerim Alienage, a place that left them as second class citizens that had so little they aspired to poverty. Elves of Denerim were so poor, the ones who managed to secure temporary work of servitude to humans were considered lucky. Darrian rarely caused trouble in his youth however, despite many claims that he had inherited his mothers wild ways but he was known to stand up for himself. When Darrian was grown, he was to wed Nesiara, the eldest daughter of a good family from the Highever alienage. The ceremony was interrupted by by the Arl of Denerim's son and his friends whom for all intents and purposes kidnapped Nesiara, Darrian's cousins fiance, Darrian's cousin Shianni and another. Darrian and his cousin Soris, under the approval of their Elder and the Grey Warden Duncan, infiltrated the Arl's Estate and broke into his Manse. Darrian butchered every guard he found, looted the armoury and proceeded to find the Arl's son (Bann Vaughan) and his friends after just raping Shianni. Vaughan attempted making a deal with Darrian whom promptly slew him and his friends. Most of the Elven girls were rescued, but one was murdered by the Arl's guards before they could intervene. <br/><br/>Upon returning to the Alienage the women were seen to safety before the city guards arrived. Darrian confessed to the murders at the Estate, taking Soris's share of the blame too. Duncan intervened and used the Rite of Conscription, saving Darrian from certain execution. Darrian traveled to Ostagar where he met many other recruits and went under the Joining. During the battle of Ostagar Darrian joined the other Wardens in fighting their way to the top of the Tower, where they were over run but saved by Flemeth. While other Wardens went about getting the treaties honoured, Darrian returned to Ostagar where he battled the remnant Darkspawn forces, including a Necromancer and Ogre that slew Cailan that had been returned from the dead. Darrian acquired the fallen King's equipment that had been looted by the Darkspawn and adorned it himself, along with that of Duncan before giving Cailan a proper burial upon a funeral pyre. Alister, whom had joined him in Ostagar trained Darrian in the ways of the Templar as a token of appreciation for his efforts to honour Cailan and a sign of their growing friendship. <br/><br/>With Ostagar safe Darrian traveled North to Soldiers Peak to aide Levy Dryden in discovering information about his great grandmother Sophie Dryden, a previous Warden Commander. The former Warden Keep was over run by demons and undead, which Darrian promptly slew. Eventually he found the Grey Warden Blood Mage Avernus, after accepting his aide in banishing the demons Darrian executed Avernus for his crimes. Once the Keep was safe he named himself its new Commander and opened its facilities to his fellow Grey Wardens. On his way to Denerim in preparation of the Landsmeet, Darrian discovered a crater where a star had fallen, he managed to extract a very high-quality ore and returned to the Warden's Keep where the blacksmith crafted him Starfang, his famous sword. Between Ostagar and the Warden's Keep Darrian found a wide variety of finely crafted weapons and armour, much of which he gifted to his fellow Wardens. <br/><br/>After the Landsmeet Darrian became very protective of his Elves, especially after it was revealed that Loghain had been selling them to slavery. He took any Elves that were interested and brought them to Warden's Keep where they were given permanent, safe work. Humans with duties that required special training were informed to take on Elves as Apprentices. Although the Elves of the Denerim Alienage now had less competition for what jobs were available and more room in their cramped Alienage he promised he would help them all as he could. <br/><br/>With the Landsmeet was resolved and Loghain was executed Darrian joined the others in the battles at Recliffe and of course the battle of Denerim, where he joined the others atop Fort Drakon and fought the Archdemon. Afterwards, with the Civil War and the Fifth Blight ended he returned to Warden's Keep to assess his resources. Since then he has become one of the most vocal supporters of Elf rights and equal treatment in Fereldon and an extreme critic of the Chantry. Some say he has rebellion on his mind if the situation doesn't change for the Elves. <br/><br/><strong>Ons:</strong> Empowered Elven Women, submissive humans (especially nobles), oral, public places<br/><strong>Offs:</strong> Body waste, mutilation, generally 'extreme' categories<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The Dark Wolf</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148823.msg6745846#msg6745846">Quote from: DRoux on 11-08-2012, 23:24:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong> Lorcan Cousland<br/><strong>Race:</strong> Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br/><strong>Class:</strong> Rogue, spec Assassin and Shadow<br/><strong>Origin Path:</strong> Human Noble<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/pc2BH.jpg)</div></div> (Or something like that; he didn't come out precisely like I wanted him. And he lacks an eyepatch in this picture)<br/><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong> The Felon's Coat and The Rose's Thorn, along with drakeskin studded leather gloves and boots, and a dragonbone Crow Dagger.<br/><br/><strong>Skills:</strong><br/>Dirty Fighting &gt; Combat Movement &gt; Coup De Grace<br/>Below the Belt &gt; Deadly Strike &gt; Lethality<br/>Stealth &gt; Stealthy Item Use &gt; Combat Stealth<br/>Dual-Weapon Training &gt; Dual-Weapon Finesse<br/>Dual-Weapon Sweep &gt; Flurry &gt; Momentum<br/>Mark of Death &gt; Exploit Weakness &gt; Lacerate<br/>Shadow Form &gt; Decoy &gt; Shadow Striking<br/><br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> The second child in the Cousland family, Lorcan had it easy as "the spare" to Fergus' "heir." He spent a great deal of his youth sneaking away from his caretakers and into the city. Eventually to placate his curiosity (and attempt to stop his growing fascination with criminal elements), his father gave him a series of locks and a set of picks, on which he practiced regularly alongside his weapons training . Despite his laziness on several historical subjects, Lorcan was a decent student for Aldous, and was known to spend a few hours in the library now and then researching a few topics more interesting to him, like the Crows, for instance. However, his general dislike for being bored meant he dismissed the Chantry early on as a child, and later philosophically divorced himself entirely from the doctrine in his late adolescence. On an unrelated note, he bedded a chambermaid when he was fifteen, which led to his mother summarily dismissing all of hers, and most of the female servants not already married. Lorcan was thoroughly disappointed.<br/><br/>Then came the whole issue with Arl Howe. The first issue, anyway. With his father and brother riding off to Ostagar to fight the darkspawn and his mother leaving him in charge of affairs in Highever Castle, Lorcan looked at this as smooth sailing. He had his trusty hound brought back to heel once again (even if he did encourage the dog to break into the larder for his amusement), he had a "date" with a pretty elven servant who was visiting with his mother's friend Lady Landra, and he was going to be in charge of a whole Teyrnir for however long it took to fight off the Darkspawn. However, the night after Fergus left to take the family's troops to Ostagar, Howe's troops arrived to sack the castle. In the ensuing combat, Iona, his companion for the night, was killed; he managed to snatch his family sword and shield from the armory before Howe's men got to them; his parents were killed; and most importantly, he was recruited into the Grey Wardens.<br/><br/>At Ostagar, Lorcan met Duncan's other recruits, and ventured into the Wilds, where he met a rather entrancing (to him, anyway) witch who helped them with the treaty half of their task. During this period, he became friends with Daveth, and tended to butt heads with Jory, who he perceived as an idiot, and Allistair, whose humor he enjoyed but whose strict morality he didn't. He survived the Joining, and the Wardens' defeat-by-betrayal at the hands of Teyrn Loghain, whose name was summarily added to his mental list of nobles to kill when he got the chance, right beneath Arl Howe. <br/><br/>While he occasionally ventured out with a group to get a treaty honored, Lorcan spent most of his time training in camp. A friendly relationship with Zevran led to his own training in Crow techniques, and he took to it with gusto; his less-than-cordial relationship with Leliana after his charming exterior fell away meant he missed out on her bardic techniques, but that didn't bother him much. He had picked up a copies of a few books that he remembered from Castle Highever's library, and started teaching himself to blend more with the shadows, to become more invisible on the battlefield.<br/><br/>Come time for the Landsmeet, he spent quite a bit of his down-time in the Pearl, and became friends with Isabella. Despite her offer, Lorcan turned her down on her training, as he was busy with other concerns, like finding Arl Howe after their spat in the presence of Eamon and the Teyrn nearly came to weapons being drawn. During said near-conflict, he developed a similar distaste for Ser Cauthrien as he held for the other two visitors to Arl Eamon's estate. After taking along a group to help him break into the Arl of Denerim's estate, and the subsequent assassination of Howe (with a decapitation carried out by the family sword, as per his mother's request), Lorcan was captured and incarcerated in Fort Drakon by Ser Cauthrien after she and a group of soldiers captured him and the team he'd taken to Howe's estate. After another team infiltrated the fort and broke he and his group out, Lorcan turned his attention to more larcenous endeavors and spent a great deal of time leading up to the Landsmeet going by the alias of "The Dark Wolf" and generally making a mess of Denerim's upper class with his thieving shenanigans.<br/><br/>When the Landsmeet took place, he distracted Cauthrien while the rest of the group went ahead; after all, he'd been after a bit of revenge ever since she essentially told him to back off when he threatened to kill Howe early during their stay in Denerim, and this was only amplified after she knocked him rather hard over the head with the Summer Sword when he wasn't cooperating during his capture. When he got a chance to fight her alone, he delighted in tormenting her before killing her with a thrust through the breastplate. His participation in the Battle of Denerim and combat atop Fort Drakon left him without his left eye, and he began wearing an eyepatch after the battle was over.<br/><br/>Were he to care about more than the next wench he beds or the next big heist he performs, Lorcan would likely be right alongside Darrian in fighting for equality and criticizing the Chantry, but as it stands, he just doesn't care at all. He has set up permanent (if not strictly permitted) residence in Arl Eamon's Denerim estate, maintains regular contact with Fergus by letters, and makes his living continuing with his career as The Dark Wolf. However, he has found that he is donating back a pretty good amount of his takes to rebuilding the city despite himself, and he's a little unsure how to be charitable. In that regard, his donations usually take the form of leaving a hefty sack of sovereigns on the desk of Sergeant Kylon when no one's looking. Given the chance and proper information, he would probably at least make an attempt on the lives of Arl Howe's children, but as it stands, he doesn't have either. At this point, his relationship with the Wardens is... ambivalent. He wouldn't mind using them to his own ends, but he's not going to go out of his way to serve their interests if his interests don't coincide.<br/><br/><strong>Ons:</strong> Bondage (with him as dom), elves, public places<br/><strong>Offs:</strong> Bathroom and blood play<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The Noble Crow from Rivain</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148823.msg6750286#msg6750286">Quote from: TheRedFear on 12-08-2012, 22:20:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name: Mateo Vargas</strong><br/><strong>Race: Human(Rivaini)</strong><br/><strong>Age: 25</strong><br/><strong>Class: Rogue - Assassin - Legionairre Scout</strong> <br/><strong>Origin Path:</strong> NA<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong><br/>(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/Zw-acb-ezio-3.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Equipment: Mantle of the Champion(Rogue), Superior Dalish Daggers</strong> <br/><strong>Skills:</strong>  <br/>Legion Scout:  Mark of the Legion, Strength of Stone, Endure Hardship, Blessing of the Ancestors, <br/>Subterfuge: Evade(Tactical Withdrawal), Stealth(Silent Running)<br/>Dual Weilding: Backstab(Murder), Unforgiving Chain, Explosive Strike, Twin Fangs<br/>Assassin: Mark of Death(Mark of Doom), Bloodlust, Pinpoint Strikes, Devious Harm, Assassinate(Overkill)<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Mateo was born in Rivain. His family was wealthy and powerful, and had a vacation home near the Dalish settlement in Llomeryn. His father was a highborn Rivaini Noble, and his mother was an Antivan noble. The family had an estate a few day's journey from the Dalish settlement in Llomerynn. Mateo developed a friendship with an Dalish girl named Lucinda during this time. She was the daughter of a pair of merchants who often went out to trade Dalish wares with other nearby settlements and estates. Lucinda's father and Mateo's father also became friends, and he would often stop to spend a few nights resting and resupplying at the Vargas estate before pressing on along his trade route. <br/><br/>It was during such a stop that the Crows attacked. Mateo's father had been secretly providing support to Antivan Families who were trying to marshall the resources and influence they needed to reclaim control of their country from the Crows. Despite innumerable precautions the Crows discovered this and in a single spectacular night the Vargas family...and everyone else who had the poor luck to be there that night...was wiped out. Well, almost everyone. <br/><br/>A scream awoke young Mateo. Luci's scream. He ran to her bedchamber. Her parents were gone...probably drinking late with Mateo's own mother and father when the attack came. Mateo grabbed a long hairpin from the dresser, and as the Antivan crow slowly advanced on Luci with murder in his eyes, Mateo advanced on him. With a feral shriek Mateo leapt on the Crow's back and plunged the hairpin into his eye. The Crow screamed and bucked wildly, and when Mateo was finally shaken off and landed hard upon the floor he had a knife in his hands. One he must have pulled from the Crow's sheathe in the struggle. <br/><br/>Without thinking about it, Mateo lunged forward and shoved the blade into the Crow's belly. Just then another Crow...drawn by his ally's screams...burst into the room. The young boy thought quickly, drawing the heavy curtains above the windows closed to shut out the moonlight, and stamping out the bedside Candle to thrust the room into darkness. In the pitch blackness, Mateo found the Crow before the Crow found him. <br/> <br/>Not realizing there were a dozen other Crows slaughtering the entire estate he assumed the assassins were all dead now and rushed to Luci only to be struck unconscious by a blow from behind. Unbeknownst to him another Crow had been hiding in the shadows of the room the entire time. Watching with amusement as she had never expected the boy to do anything more than annoy her parter(who she never really liked anyway), let alone kill him and then a second Crow to boot. Amusement became amazement as somehow before her eyes this child had fused together a perfect synthesis of natural talent, quick wit, and pure dumb luck to kill two accomplished assassins. Granted the assassins had failed to take the boy seriously until it was too late, but it was still an incredible accomplishment. She decided he had the makings of a perfect Crow. And she may as well take the girl too. Two new Crows to replace two slain Crows. When Mateo awoke he and Luci were in a cage mounted to a wagon. Surrounded by other children. Some were purchased slaves. Others the survivors of Crow attacks like Mateo and Luci. All were the next generation of Antivan Crows. <br/><br/>In the coming years Mateo and Luci were an inseperable and unbeatable pair or Assassins. Like a brother and sister they were steadfast in their dedication to each other, and to being the best at their craft. Then one day they found themselves as part of a slaughter not unlike the one that had marked the end of their own childhoods years ago. They found themselves in a room with a boy and a girl they were expected to kill, and without words each knew they could not do it. They took the children and ran, and knew at that moment the Crows would never stop hunting them for this. <br/><br/>They debated a week before settling on an insane plan. They would hide in the Deep Roads. Neither really beleived the horror stories of Darkspawn. Oh the Darkspawn were real no doubt, but surely they were no harder to kill or hide from than men, elves, dwarves and qunari. They were confident they could hide in the Deep Roads for a time, and emerge when the Crows thought them dead or no longer worth pursuing. The Darkspawn were probably not even that plentiful on the upper levels of the Roads they reasoned. <br/><br/>Within a week they were exhausted, wounded, and hopelessly lost. Still they pressed on and as luck had it, finally encountered the Legion of the Dead. The Dwarves mistook them for Wardens at first, and provided them rest and medical aid. the Dwarves eventually realized the truth, but it changed little. Their mission was the same. To stay in the Deep Roads and kill Darkspawn until they themselves were dead. They gave Mat and Luci a choice. Do the same with them, or they could take a map of the roads and try to get back to the surface on their own. <br/><br/>Considering they knew the Crows would still be hunting them at this point, Mateo and Luci decided to remain with the Legion, at least for a few months longer. Afterall, if the Legion could survive down here surely they could too. Especially with the Legion's help. As the weeks wore on into months, the months became years. Mateo and Luci had developed a great fondness for their new allies. Oh most of them were dour and surly sure, but a few...like Sigrun...were downright charming and fun to hang around with. When they weren't up to their ankles in Darkspawn gore. <br/><br/>Mateo and Luci fought alongside them Legionairres, learning their ways. Eventually Mat and Luci's relationship became more than brother and sister. And Luci became pregnant, just as the Blight began and the Darkspawn began to abandon the Deep Roads. As much as they'd come to like their new friends and family, they had no intention of rearing a child in the Deep Roads with a bunch of suicidal dwarves. However much they'd come to like those dwarves. And this seemed a good time to make the attempt to reach the surface. Sure that's where the Darkspawn were going, but surely the Blight would eventually end as all Blights do, and they were confident that the Crows had surely written them off as dead by now. All they had to do was reach the surface and avoid the Darkspawn. They'd done that succesfully for years in the Darkspawn's own territory, so they were confidant they could do so again on the surface. <br/><br/>So reluctantly they bid their dwarven friends a good death, and set out for the surface. A few of the Dwarves even agreed to accompany them to ensure they made it safely before returning to the others. They knew the two Crows had never truly been members of the Legion. They were still alive afterall. <br/><br/>To this day Mateo still doesn't know exactly what happened. They were another day's journey from the surface. Mateo and Sigrun had gone on ahead to scout the way and make sure it was safe. When they returned they heard the sounds of battle. But this was not Dwarven Steel on Darkspawn Steel. Mateo knew that sound well after having spent five years in the deep roads. No...this was different. <br/><br/>Mateo and Sigrun returned just in time to watch a Grey Warden impale Luci on a massive blade. The other Legion Dwarves who'd stayed behind with her were already dead. The Warden cast a single look back in Mateo's direction...giving Mateo a chance to etch every last detail of that face into his mind...before fleeing toward the surface. <br/><br/>Mateo stayed behind in a futile effort to save Luci. Sigrun helped him bury Luci and the others before regretfully returning to the rest of the Legion. And Mateo...Mateo had a new reason to return to the surface. He'd never know why that Warden had killed Luci and the others. He'd never care either. No matter what it took, he would find that Warden and he would murder that Warden. And he would not do so gently. Or quickly. And he would use Luci's blades when he struck the final blow. <br/><br/>A week after his return to the surface just after the Blight had ended...as his eyes were finally readjusting to daylight...Mateo came across a wagon caravan that had been heading away from Denerim. They'd been over-taken by a band of Darkspawn from the look of it. <br/> <br/><strong>Ons: Women. Period. </strong><br/><strong>Offs: Anything that should be in a toilet should not be in my RP</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The Scion of Dales</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148823.msg6856466#msg6856466">Quote from: TheRaven on 02-09-2012, 22:55:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Name:</strong> Falian Mahariel<br/><strong>Race:</strong> Elf<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 23<br/><strong>Class:</strong> Rogue; Ranger<br/><strong>Origin Path:</strong> Dalish Elf<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/g4otS.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong> Falon’Din’s Reach, Repeater Gloves, Dalish armor and boots<br/><strong>Skills:</strong><br/><em>Rogue Talents:</em><br/>Dirty Fighting<br/>Below the Belt<br/>Stealth -&gt; Stealthy Item Use -&gt; Combat Stealth<br/><br/><em>Archery Talents:</em><br/>Melee Archer -&gt; Aim -&gt; Defensive Fire -&gt; Master Archer<br/>Pinning Shot -&gt; Crippling Shot -&gt; Critical Shot<br/>Rapid Shot -&gt; Shattering Shot -&gt; Suppressing Fire -&gt; Scattershot<br/><br/><em>Ranger Talents:</em><br/>Summon Wolf -&gt; Summon Bear -&gt; Summon Spider -&gt; Master Ranger<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Born into the Sabrae clan of the Dalish, Falian knew from an early age that he wanted to be a hunter. He spent a great deal of his youth training with a longbow, and made fast friends with Tamlen, another young elf who shared his desire to be a hunter.<br/><br/>The two of them attained their status nearly at the same time, and were practically inseparable. For Falian, it seemed that he was lined up for a good life amongst his people, especially once he and Merrill got on “friendly” terms. However, he and Tamlen’s quest for the status of clan heroes would lead them to something neither expected.<br/><br/>While the two were hunting in the forest on an otherwise normal day, they cornered three shem in the woods. They claimed to not be there to disturb the Dalish, and were merely hunting for treasure. Neither being one to take a human at his promise of silence, Falian and Tamlen ensured that the shems would keep quiet, before going to investigate this supposedly elven ruin.<br/><br/>Inside the ruin, after clearing out an infestation of giant spiders, the two found a mirror, seemingly unmarred by the passage of time, unlike the rest of the ruin. Tamlen touched the mirror, and Falian blacked out.<br/><br/>When he came to two days later, Falian was informed that Tamlen was missing, and that he had been returned to camp with an atrocious fever by a Grey Warden of all people. After assuring the Keeper that he was fine, he took Merrill and another hunter, Fenarel, to go look in the ruins to find Tamlen. Inside the ruin, they met Duncan, the Warden who had already saved Falian once temporarily, and offered to make it permanent with an invitation to join the Grey Wardens. Not seeing much alternative, Falian said his goodbyes and left with Duncan to go to Ostagar.<br/><br/>After completing his Joining and successfully surviving the battle that wiped out the rest of the Ferelden Wardens besides his new companions and Alistair, Falian decided he ought to get the treaty with the Dalish honored, considering that he had at least met a few elves from other clans during an Arlathvenn.<br/><br/>During his time with this particular clan, they were willing to overlook the fact that he ruined the potential relationship between Cammen and Gheyna by seducing the latter, as he managed to find a large sample of pure ironbark during one of his ventures into the forest, calmed a halla long enough for Elora to figure out its problem, and later lifted the curse on the Dalish hunters.<br/><br/>Once he learned the truth about Witherfang’s origins, Falian struggled with the choice of what to do, considering that he sympathized with Zathrian’s reasoning, but didn’t want to risk werewolves trying to seek revenge again. Eventually though, his elven loyalties won out, and he brought Zathrian the heart of Witherfang.<br/><br/>Once back in camp, he remained in a state of funk, half-regretting his decision in the forest to not allow the werewolves their chance at freedom from the curse. This experience continued to haunt him all through preparations for the Landsmeet, especially after his run-in with the Tamlen, nearly unrecognizable from his exposure to the Taint. Come time for the final battle, Falain knew that he wouldn’t let another far-reaching curse spread. When the time came, he struck the final blow against the Archdemon, ending the Fifth Blight.<br/><br/>Still concerned with his decision regarding Zathrian, Falian retreated to the Warden’s Keep with the new Commander, whom he stands beside on issues regarding elven equality.<br/><br/><strong>Ons:</strong> Submissive humans, elves (especially when he’s in a mood when he’s trying to remember)<br/><strong>Offs:</strong> General extreme stuff<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div>