(http://elfguy.net/screenshots/DA_char.png)<br/><br/>A young girl named Pamine approached the gates of Nevarra. Looking at the guards at the front entrance, she sighed, knowing what was to come. As an elf, especially a city elf, she was used to the cruelty of humans. She fled Denerim after her family had been killed by a drunk noble, and traveled the lands. When the Blight had come, she fled, not foolish enough to stand in its way. But Pamine was no coward. She learned to survive, to defend herself against thugs and scrupulous guards, and become a strong ranger.<br/><br/>She walked up to the gate, and one of the human guard stopped her. "Halt! Who are you and what are you doing here, pointy ears?" Pamine looked at him in disdain, and replied in a cold tone. "Where I go is my business. Do you challenge that right?" The guard was obviously taken aback, not used to such defiance from an elf. "Uh... Are you like, an escaped slave? Or, one of the wild elves, coming to steal our children?!" Pamine shook her head. "No. I'm a ranger. Do you want me to show you?" She put a hand on the hilt of her sword. The guard gulped. "No... That'll be fine... Go on in."<br/><br/>Pamine walked inside of Nevarra, a slight smile on her face.<br/>