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Solavellan House

2025-02-27T00:24:42Z

The Outside
The house was at one point a regal, classical home, now quite fallen into ruin, and being slowly repaired by
Beleth and Solas. Trees dot around it, and a large tree grows around the bedroom, the roof and wall open to
allow its branches into the room. All around the outside of the house are the beginnings of expertly painted
murals (by Solas' hands), featuring trees, wise wolves, and proud halla.

1. Dining Room / Kitchen

A kitchen and dining room combined, with a wood stove and plenty of cabinets and storage. A large dining table
sits in place of honor in the middle of the room, and off to one side is a smaller table, with two chairs,
should Solas and Beleth chose to have dinner in a smaller and more comfortable fashion.

2. Guest Bathroom

A tidy little half bath, open to any visitors and guests.

3. Storage / Gardening

Where Beleth stores her gardening supplies and whatever else needs a place. There is a gardening bench here,
and lots of boxes and odds and ends.

4. Bedroom

Hung with fairy lights, comfortable and clearly one of the more comfortable and cared for parts of the house,
the bedroom has a lovely big bed in one corner, a large bathtub in another, and the other is reserved for
Beleth's vanity, laden with various make up products, hair oils, and pretty little things that she likes
applying upon herself.

5. Personal Bathroom

This bathroom is mostly reserved for Beleth and Solas, and is a small, but functional room.

6. ???

Huh. Who knows? The door is always magically sealed, and shades drawn over the window. Probably nothing
to worry about.

7. Guest Bedroom

Also referred to as a "Felassan containment zone", this guest bedroom with attached bathroom is largely
only used by Felassan when he gets bored of wandering around in the woods like a wild cat, and comes
to rest there for a bit. However, anyone that the couple is fond of is welcome to use it, should the
need arise, for whatever reason.

8. Library

This room serves as the library and main socializing area. A great deal of shelves are placed around the
room (currently mostly empty, but both of the couple have been working on filling it in). To one side is
a couple of comfortable couches and chairs, meant for socializing whenever the two have guests over.

9. Garden

The Garden is a beautiful area revolving around a small pool, filled with various flowers and plants grown
and cared for by Beleth. This is her domain and she's done small murals along the walls, related to Elvhen
mythology surrounding gardening and potion crafting. Most of the plants are from Thedas, though a few that
she's been introduced to from Caldera are starting to grow as well.

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World State

2025-02-10T04:30:17Z

World State:

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Beleth Lavellan

Once an archer and hunter for clan Lavellan, Beleth attended the conclave as a spy, knowing that the events here would have an impact on the world at large. She had no idea how truthful this would come to be, when she stumbled across a blighted monster attempting to sacrifice a woman, and intervened.

Solas romanced

Beleth found herself attracted to the mysterious apostate known as Solas, and the two of them eventually initiated a relationship. After he left her, revelations of his true nature, years of plotting against each other, and a great deal of pining, they were finally reunited, journeying together into the Fade.

Accepted being Herald

While Beleth's own personal thoughts might not have been quite in line with it, she accepted the title of Herald of Andraste and encouraged others to see her as an agent of divine powers.

Tempest

When it came time to choose a specialization, Beleth became a Tempest, using alchemical mixtures that wreathe her in flames or frost, providing tactical advantages for both attack and defense.

Recruited the Mages

When the time came to choose between the mages and the templars, Beleth went to meet with Fiona, the Grand Enchanter, in order to strike an alliance. After contending with the Venatori Alexius, and allying with Dorian Pavus, Beleth eventually entered into an alliance with the rebel mages.

Nemesis of Samson

In recruiting the mages, Beleth made a fierce enemy of the red Templar leader, a man named Samson. He would eventually be defeated by her hand after she learned about his armor, and used a special enchantment designed to render it useless when they fought.

Celene died

After finding out that Celene set fire to elven alienages and murdered hundreds of elves in order to look stronger to the nobles supporting her, Beleth decided to go ahead and stand by while she was assassinated by her cousin, Grand Duchess Florianne. Beleth swooped in to avenge her, of course, turning her death into a savvy political ploy. Just like the deaths of the elves.

Briala rules through Gaspard

With Celene dead, Gaspard was finally in position to be able to grasp the throne. However, Beleth had ample information that proved that Gaspard had been plotting his own insurrection against Celene, which she provided to the elven ambassador, Briala. With the blackmail and backing of the Inquisition, Briala became Marquise of the Dales, and is the secret power behind the Orlesian throne.

Hawke died

When Beleth, her companions, the Warden, and Hawke, all got trapped in the Fade, they were stopped from their escape by a massive demon. Hawke was the one who fought the demon while the others escaped, leaving them trapped in the Fade.

Wardens stayed

Despite Clarel's machinations, Beleth felt like it would be a poor idea to rob an entire country of their Gray Wardens, whatever they had done. She also recalled that the Wardens and the Dalish had long been allies. Whatever the case, the Wardens remained in Orlais.

Abelas allied

Surprising absolutely no one, Beleth was eager to perform the various rituals for approaching the Well of Sorrows, and upon meeting Abelas and the other sentinels, allied with them in order to stop Corypheus from taking the knowledge within the well.

Drank from the well

Much to the dismay of her lover, Beleth, a devout Dalish through and through, was eager to drink from the Well of Sorrow herself, rather than lose yet more Elven knowledge to the machinations of Morrigan.

Leliana is Divine

Beleth has always been fond of Leliana, her spymaster and friend. Seeing that they shared similar views of how changes must be made, to both Thedas and the Chant, Beleth was happy to use the influence of the Inquisition to secure Leliana the position of the Divine.

Saved Clan Lavellan

When Beleth's clan was threatened by the Duke of Wycome, Beleth sprang to action, mobilizing aid to save both her family, and the elves of the Wycome alienage. After much turmoil and careful moves, the Duke laid dead, and Beleth's clan well and alive, integrating with the elves of Wycome, with her Keeper on their council.

Redeemed Solas

Even after the reveal of Solas' true nature and the plans that he is setting into motion, Beleth knew that her lover was not the monster that history claimed Fen'Harel to be. She vowed that she would stop him, for his own good, and would save the Dread Wolf from himself.

Inquisition part of Chantry

Wary of Solas' warnings of future strife, but unwilling to leave the Inquisition a standing army, Beleth consolidated the Inquisition, letting it be incorporated into the Chantry as a much smaller and specialized force, under the heading of Divine Victoria.

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2025-01-24T03:31:46Z

Beleth Lavellan

We deserve a soft epilogue, my love.

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2025-01-14T18:23:47Z

Beleth Lavellan

name:

Beleth Lavellan

pronouns:

she/her

faction:

dryad

canon:

dragon age

race:

dalish elf

class:

rogue (archery)

canon point:

after the ending of veilguard

PERSONALITY

Beleth strives to be found friendly, courteous, and easy to get along with. She favors diplomacy and building potential allies, and will try to build and maintain bridges with other people. She often holds her own counsel, and if she doesn't think an argument or a sharp word would be worth the trouble it might cause, she might keep it to herself. Not to say that she's a complete pushover, and isn't afraid to share her opinion if she deems it worth the trouble, but she is a careful speaker and mindful of her words. You never know when someone might be helpful, and if she deems that she wants the person to be an ally, she will observe them and try to discern how best to accomplish that.

You don't lead a successful Inquisition without a little plotting, and Beleth employed a great deal of plotting. Her decisions were made with care, delicacy, and a surprising underhandedness. She let Empress Celene die, because she let the alienage burn, and Beleth put Gaspard on the throne, with Briala to blackmail him into submission. She fully, wholly embraced being the Herald of Andraste -- Not because she believed a word of it, but because she is ever mindful of advantages available to her, and being seen as a religious icon to the religious organization holding the reins was useful. She is a Dalish, with a full and fervent love for her people, and had once considered herself quite religious (though...that didn't age well), and she thought that tying Andraste to a Dalish would be an aid to her people. Maybe people would be less willing to commit atrocities against the Dalish if they knew Andraste was keen on one.

Additionally, she wanted to give other people something to hope for. Every time someone looked at her and asked if she was really sent by the Maker, Beleth saw someone who needed hope, who needed to believe that their god was with them. So, Beleth became what she needed to be, what the people around her needed her to be. Her self-sacrificial nature didn't begin and end with trying to throw a mountain over her and Corypheus--Beleth is a person who will do what is needed, and become who others need her to be. Solas may have been her one selfish indulgence -- one that she can't deny herself, even now.

Appearance

5'3 . purple eyes . dark auburn hair

Lavellan is an average height for a female elf from Thedas, though slightly shorter than a normal human female. Her build is willowy, with long, lean limbs, speed favored over raw power. Her hair is a dark auburn, that looks brown in darker lighting, and redder in direct sun, and stops just above her shoulders, in loose curls that Lavellan spends a great deal of time maintaining, lest they become a messy bird's nest. Her face is delicate, soft and round, with freckles that spread across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose, and she wears carefully applied makeup more often than not. Her eyes are a vivid, almost surprising shade of purple, and like all elves, will reflect light in the darkness. Her ears poke out of her hair, long and pointed as is customary for elves, and can have various jewelry in them, should the occasion call for it. Her outfit is normally one designed for both practicality and appearance, to flatter her without giving up too much movement and comfort, and she almost always prefers shades of dark green and brown.

Beleth was born as the younger of twins, to an elf of Clan Lavellan, a Dalish clan within the Free Marches. While her elder brother awakened as a mage and was trained as the clan's Second, Beleth, with no magic to her name, became a Hunter. It was a fairly average upbringing, as Dalish upbringings go, and she likely would have continued to live the life of an ordinary Dalish, had the Conclave not happened. Her Keeper had thought to send her Second to the Conclave to observe the happenings. Knowing her brother's sharp temper and fearing how he would conflict with the shemlen, Beleth begged her Keeper to let her go in his stead. She agreed, and Beleth departed.

While in the Conclave, Beleth heard a cry for help, and went to investigate. There, she found Corypheus, a blighted Magister, trying to sacrifice the leader of the Chantry. She moved to intervene, kicking off the events of The Inquisition.

[BELETH'S WORLD STATE AND DECISIONS]

A year after the Breach was closed, Beleth went through the events of Tresspasser, where she lost her arm, confronted her former lover, and vowed to save him from himself. She ended up letting the Chantry absorb the Inquisition into a smaller military group, wary of both the dangers of a large standing army, and of not having any task force able to handle the coming troubles.

Spoilers for Veilguard

She sent Varric out to find people to track down Solas, which would eventually lead to the events of Veilguard -- though she only had minimal participation in the events, receiving updates while busy combating the blight that had taken over much of southern Thedas. She popped in to occasionally offer advice, and receive advice in turn, until the time came to confront Elgar'nan and Solas--her former god and her former lover. She aided in the fighting alongside her advisor Morrigan, and her former companion Dorian, until it came time to confront Solas.

She, alongside Rook, Morrigan, and a fragment of Mythal, held counsel and a lively debate with Solas, where Beleth forgave Solas for his actions against her, and begged him to end his attempt to sunder the Veil. The four of them together managed to convince him to turn aside from his path, and he declared that he would take his leave, to atone for his actions. Beleth declared she would leave with him, and the two left into the Fade together.

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Name: Ema
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Character
Name: Inquisitor Beleth Lavellan
Canon: Dragon Age
Canon point: The ending of Veilguard
CRAU?: No
Age: 34
History:
Beleth was born as the younger of twins, to an elf of Clan Lavellan, a Dalish clan within the Free Marches. While her elder brother awakened as a mage and was trained as the clan's Second, Beleth, with no magic to her name, became a Hunter. It was a fairly average upbringing, as Dalish upbringings go, and she likely would have continued to live the life of an ordinary Dalish, had the Conclave not happened. Her Keeper had thought to send her Second to the Conclave to observe the happenings. Knowing her brother's sharp temper and fearing how he would conflict with the shemlen, Beleth begged her Keeper to let her go in his stead. She agreed, and Beleth departed.

While in the Conclave, Beleth heard a cry for help, and went to investigate. There, she found Corypheus, a blighted Magister, trying to sacrifice the leader of the Chantry. She moved to intervene, kicking off the events of The Inquisition. While running the Inquisition, she made the following choices:

Accepted being Herald of Andraste
Recruited the Mages
Briala rules through Gaspard
Hawke was left in the fade, Alistair spared
Grey Wardens rebuilt
Calpernia talked down
Respected the elven rituals at the well of sorrows, allied with its guardians
Drank from the well
Romanced Solas and let him remove her vallaslin

A year after the Breach was closed, Beleth went through the events of Tresspasser, where she lost her arm, confronted her former lover, and vowed to save him from himself. She ended up letting the Chantry absorb the Inquisition into a smaller military group, wary of both the dangers of a large standing army, and of not having any task force able to handle the coming troubles.

**Spoilers for Veilguard**

She sent Varric out to find people to track down Solas, which would eventually lead to the events of Veilguard -- though she only had minimal participation in the events, receiving updates while busy combating the blight that had taken over much of southern Thedas. She popped in to occasionally offer advice, and receive advice in turn, until the time came to confront Elgar'nan and Solas--her former god and her former lover. She aided in the fighting alongside her advisor Morrigan, and her former companion Dorian, until it came time to confront Solas.

She, alongside Rook, Morrigan, and a fragment of Mythal, held counsel and a lively debate with Solas, where Beleth forgave Solas for his actions against her, and begged him to end his attempt to sunder the Veil. The four of them together managed to convince him to turn aside from his path, and he declared that he would take his leave, to atone for his actions. Beleth declared she would leave with him, and the two left into the Fade together.
Personality:
Beleth strives to be found friendly, courteous, and easy to get along with. She favors diplomacy and building potential allies, and will try to build and maintain bridges with other people. She often holds her own counsel, and if she doesn't think an argument or a sharp word would be worth the trouble it might cause, she might keep it to herself. Not to say that she's a complete pushover, and isn't afraid to share her opinion if she deems it worth the trouble, but she is a careful speaker and mindful of her words. You never know when someone might be helpful, and if she deems that she wants the person to be an ally, she will observe them and try to discern how best to accomplish that.

You don't lead a successful Inquisition without a little plotting, and Beleth employed a great deal of plotting. Her decisions were made with care, delicacy, and a surprising underhandedness. She let Empress Celene die, because she let the alienage burn, and Beleth put Gaspard on the throne, with Briala to blackmail him into submission. She fully, wholly embraced being the Herald of Andraste -- Not because she believed a word of it, but because she is ever mindful of advantages available to her, and being seen as a religious icon to the religious organization holding the reins was useful. She is a Dalish, with a full and fervent love for her people, and had once considered herself quite religious (though...that didn't age well), and she thought that tying Andraste to a Dalish would be an aid to her people. Maybe people would be less willing to commit atrocities against the Dalish if they knew Andraste was keen on one.

There is also her loyalty. Her loyalty, once earned, is iron clad, even when the other person might prefer otherwise. She will go to bat for anyone that she considers her people, and the few times she will allow her temper to flash and burn is when one of them is being maligned or put at risk. Solas is a special case to that, of course, as while she wants to defend him, some of the shit he pulls rightly inspires significant anger.
Powers and abilities:
Skilled archer: Beleth has been trained from a young age to wield a bow, and that skill has carried her through the various violences that have occurred throughout her life. She can craft her own bow and arrows, but the Inquisitor doesn't have to do that, of course. She had a powerful, enchanted bow that streaked with lightning as she fired it, but had put her bow aside when she left to reunite with Solas. As thus, the bow was left behind when she was taken from Thedas.
Sabotage Expert: Beleth is skilled at the art of poisons and their application. The type of poison varies with the material used, but they are generally all unpleasant to have injected into your blood stream through a poisoned arrow. Unfortunately, she currently lacks any actual materials to make these poisons, so it's a theoretical knowledge.
Tempest: Beleth's specialization when in the Inquisition was that of a Tempest, skilled at making concoctions that could freeze, burn, or electrify her enemies. Again, she currently lacks the material to create these.
Chosen faction: Dryad
Suitability: Beleth already comes from a world that is high fantasy and low tech -- Gunpowder is a mystery only known to the Qunari, and nonmagical doctors are just testing the balancing of humors. She would suit another world of a similar premise with little issue, and would find any technology beyond her knowledge interesting, probably chalking it up to magic that she simply doesn't understand. She is also well versed in the idea of being given a wide series of strange and esoteric quests that she must complete, especially when saving the world is involved.

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Song List

2018-03-25T00:33:25Z

Public songs
These are songs that Beleth has sung at various parties, and are thus open to public knowledge.

My Warden Love
My love's hair shines copper bright
The sun can not compare
Only his eyes have as much light
None other is as fair

My love is honored in all the land
Yes, he's quite well known
He helped against a Blight to stand
And since then his fame has grown

My love's lips will beguile
Hide the humor in his heart
But take one look at that smile
And his act will fall apart

My love gave me great aid
I gave him a great favor
My undying love was all he bade
A fair trade for a lifesaver

Dearest one, I accept your fee
You'll always have my troth
So that you and all can truly see
I will always fulfill an oath

Fiercest Fighter

He's quiet and quick and his daggers are wicked,
The fiercest fighter of the People
But any who dare to harm one of his own
Learn loyalty can be lethal
Yes, loyalty can be lethal

Oh, fiercest fighter, when will you see
All of the greatness I know you can be
Oh, fiercest fighter, you don't fool me
Kindness lies behind those eyes like the sea

He's bold and as blunt as his daggers are sharp,
But if you and him are friendly,
You will find a singer that has no peer,
A voice that the sweetest bird would envy
Yes, that the sweetest bird would envy

Oh, fiercest fighter, when will you see
All of the greatness I know you can be
Oh, fiercest fighter, you don't fool me
Kindness lies behind those eyes like the sea

Those who don't know him might be forgiven
For only seeing that angry veneer
But trust me when I say that his lips can be found
Kissing away bitter tears,
Oh, he kisses away bitter tears

Oh, fiercest fighter, when will you see
All of the greatness I know you can be
Oh, fiercest fighter, you don't fool me
Kindness lies behind those eyes like the sea

Private Songs

These are songs that Beleth has only sung in private settings, to trusted individuals. It's safe to assume her close CR might've heard it, but you can ask to be sure.

The Woods of Arlathan
[Note: Follows the tune of this song.]

Once there was a maiden elf
Surely Mythal had her favored
Fair as the moon she was
And fairer was her nature

In the woods of Arlathan
In a realm with trees of gold
In the woods of Arlathan
Does her tale unfold

She loved herself a handsome man
So wise and strong and cordial
But alas he was no elf like she
No, this young man was mortal

In the woods of Arlathan
With beauty to make you ache
In the woods of Arlathan
Don't love what death can take

She had herself a brother dear
Who warned her leave him be
For an elf who lives alongside men
Lose their immortality

In the woods of Arlathan
Where pools like mirrors glisten
In the woods of Arlathan
Young love will never listen

She took the man into her bed
Though her brother saw disaster
And as she laid with her love
So eternity did pass her

In the woods of Arlathan
Place of splendor so dreamlike
In the woods of Arlathan
So tragedy did strike

She said her love would ever be
And begged him to ever stay
He said Nay, I have a love at home
with a baby on the way

In the woods of Arlathan
Where nature was an art
In the woods of Arlathan
Laid her broken heart

She wailed how could this be
When she'd given for him her life
He said she was a lady fair
But an elf was not a wife

In the woods of Arlathan
That never had known death
In the woods of Arlathan
They beheld her last breath

Her brother swore in grief and tears
He's killed my sister with his lust
Humans will ever be barred from here
And humans we will ever mistrust

In the woods of Arlathan
Secrets the forest knows
In the woods of Arlathan
Or that's how the story goes

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2018-02-08T23:51:16Z

Gallows Rookery

Andrale
Female
loves (to steal)
hair

Briathos
Male
a master thief,
hoards jewelry

Calmar
Male
personal grudge
against facial hair

Elnora
Female
Beleth's favorite
(and the fattest)

Nomaris
Male
screaming is a
competitive sport

Tanaleth
Female
competes with Nomaris

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2017-12-07T07:50:45Z

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Beleth's Office

2017-12-07T03:02:53Z

Beleth's Office

Beleth's office is one of the most spacious in the Gallows, only equal to the offices of the other
division heads. The decor is kept relatively subtle--though everywhere it exists, you can see
evidence of her Dalish culture. They are all natural in make, a tapestry of a tall, spindly tree,
a wreath of leafy branches. It's a far more subtle effect than her room, but still undeniable.

There are two bookshelves against one end of the room, one filled with books--mostly of scholarly
make, research on various topics. Whatever Beleth might be able to call upon to fill a gap
in her own knowledge. The other one is filled with files, containing information on various
members of the Inquisition, particularly the Scouting division, and their current tasks and
assignments. However, anyone trying to rummage through will find that all information and
assigned jobs are basic at best, nothing that anyone couldn't learn by spending time in the
Gallows. If Beleth keeps more interesting information on people, it isn't there.

Her desk is large, but of simple make, and more often than not covered in various papers,
all of which are neatly ordered into piles, and it gives off the impression of organized clutter.
But Beleth seems to know where everything is, at least.

There are three chairs in the room, one rests behind the desk, and this is the chair that Beleth
most often can be found occupying, working away at whatever tasks need her attention.
The other two chairs are on the other side, with a little table between them. These chairs are
where Beleth conducts most of her personal meetings with agents of the Inquisition, preferring
not to be separated by a giant desk when trying to deal with people. Though, of course, they can
always be utilized to seat visitors that Beleth would like to keep at an arms length.

The only other point of interest in the office is what appears to be a slightly charred pet bed,
pushed into a corner, with a handful of pet toys around it. Occasionally, this pet bed is occupied
by neither dog nor cat, but what appears to be a miniaturized dragonling, sprawled out and
napping. On days with colder weather, this dragonling will be transferred to hanging
around Beleth, and providing much-needed heat.

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Beleth's Gallows Bedroom

2017-05-03T04:43:52Z

[For imagery] (to evoke the general feel, if not the exact appearance of the room)

Beleth, as Scoutmaster, has the privilege to have one of the nicest, and largest bedrooms in the Gallows. Her windows are generally kept open, and light gauze is draped over them, presumably to discourage bugs from wandering in through the window. The bottom of the drapery is folded up and sewn, to create a little pocket that contains dried and perfumed flowers. Hanging off of them are little threads of beads, both for decoration, and to help keep the drapes weighed down.

There's a sturdy desk, simple but practical, that always seems to have a few papers scattered over it, and some of the trinkets sent to her by her twin--bits of antler, carved wood, simple but unmistakably of Dalish origin. The top of the dresser has been devoted to Beleth's preferred specialty, an alembic and various other tools of potion-making scattered across it.

The brazier does a satisfactory job of lighting and warming the room, and the only other note that could be made of it is that there is a small bowl of fragrant dried herbs next to it. Throwing some of the herbs into the brazier's fire will elicit a similarly fragrant smell wafting around the room--a set up deemed necessary, perhaps, by the potion-making instruments so close by.

The bed is moderately nice, not too ostentatious, but Beleth has allowed herself some luxury when it comes to the piece of furniture that she will spends hours sleeping on. The bedspread is quite pretty, clearly made to Dalish taste, with a large tree embroidered on it, vines wrapping around it.

The last piece of furniture in her room is a bookshelf. There's a decent number of books, mostly history but a few novels are there (and even some romance novels! gasp), but the rest of the shelving space is dedicated to displaying more trinkets, as well as jars of various dried plants, and vials of liquids. None of it is labeled, but it'd probably be a bad idea to experiment with it.

The walls have a couple charcoal sketches--someone from the Ashara clan may be familiar with Sorrel's artwork--and a piece of colorful fabric hanging up, in an effort to add some color to the room.

Overall, the room is fairly peaceful, with a definite feel of nature, and very Dalish. It's clear that Beleth is trying to surround herself with what comforts of home she can, keeping her beloved clan close to her heart.

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The price of a soul

2017-01-29T02:41:00Z

It's a scene straight out of her nightmares, made all the worse by the vividness of reality. The smell of blood everywhere, the sounds of dying men, the crushing pain in her arm as the Venatori brute drags her away from the remnants of the fight. Sheer, wild terror grips her just as surely, sunk into the marrow of her bones, and all she can do is wordlessly shriek as she struggles against her captors. The death throes of prey trapped in the jaws of a wolf.

Then a familiar voice matches her screams with his own, and she turns to see Cade, desperately trying to fight through to her. Seized by this last hope, her struggling intensifies, even as the brute hurries to increase their distance. His name rips from her lips, voice raw as she first calls for him in return, then screams at him to run, when she realizes he's going to be overwhelmed. But he's frenzied, heedless of himself in his bid to save her, and Beleth realizes that she's about to watch him die. Because of her.

If she's lucky, she'll join him soon.

When he finally falls, she doesn't look away. She owes him that much. But the finishing stroke never falls. A few Venatori gather around him, muttering in their foreign tongue, before another picks up his unconscious body and begins to follow her captor.

If they're lucky, maybe they'll just be used as fuel for a (hopefully close by) blood magic ritual.

They aren't lucky. She doesn't know why she bothered.

She's seen the Venatori's main camp in Orlais, but only from a distance. Up close, it's massive, bustling with activity. If you ignore the collars around the necks of half the population, it honestly wouldn't be too different from the Inquisition camp. She tries to memorize the layout, just in case some miracle escape occurs. It won't, but if it did, it'd be embarrassing to not be able to report it.

They're shoved into a small tent in the heart of the camp, and while neither they nor the tent are secured against escape, Beleth makes no moves to take advantage of it. Even if she beat the impossible odds (and luck has been noticeably absent as of late) to make it out of the camp and avoid pursuit, there was Cade to consider. He's still out cold, but she knew that even if he were hale and hearty, he'd never make it. He wasn't exactly a master of stealth.

Instead, Beleth begins to gingerly peel his armor off, inspecting his wounds. She's surprised when she's interrupted by a servant bringing them food, and more surprised when her request for bandages and water is granted. It's something to think over as she cleans and dresses Cade's injuries.

They want something. Something from her, specifically. And they want her to give it to them of her own volition. You don't give food to someone you're going to kill soon, and you definitely don't give them bandages for their companion. She sincerely doubted they would be ransomed, not when a Dalish elf had clearly been the priority. Information from a scout? It didn't seem like them to worry about food and first aid for people about to be put under their harsh interrogation. If she had to guess--which she doesn't, but she hasn't anything better to do--they had some manner of request for her. And Cade, someone willing to die for the slim chance of rescuing her, had presented an opportune insurance of cooperation.

She could kill him. Right now. While he's out cold, just wrap her hands around his neck and let him pass from this world quickly and painlessly, before he gets used against her, before he gets hurt because of her. But even as she contemplates it, he begins to stir. She sighs, and pulls his head into her lap, carefully feeding him as he pulls in and out of consciousness. It would be a kindness, but she's not sure it's a kindness her soul could bear. And even if she removed him from the situation, what of herself? Suicide would be far trickier, and while she doesn't like to think of herself as a coward...she has little desire to face the pain the Imperium could inflict on her.

She deliberates well into the night, and only sleeps once she finally reaches a resolution. It may well come to weigh even heavier on her soul, but it's a price she will endure.

The next day she's taken to a large tent, one with a low table right in the middle. Two Tevinter men sit on cushions on one side, and she is directed to take a cushion on the other. She does so, back straight, steeled with resolve. She's been training for this kind confrontation for years--She doubts that Leliana ever had this situation in mind, but like so much else, training had to be adapted for the realities of this new Thedas.

"Good morning," The larger one speaks first, voice impeccably amicable and polite. He's trained even longer than Beleth. "My name is Atius Marconi, and this is my associate, Maurus Valerio."

Beleth looks from Atius to Maurus, and decides Atius is in charge. "Beleth. It's a pleasure to meet you, ser." She speaks directly to Atius, and knows she was right when Maurus silently fumes. His leader, however, looks pleasantly amused.

"My. What good manners. Always a surprise." What he doesn't say, and what Beleth hears as loudly as if he had shouted it, was for a Dalish. She says nothing, and he continues. "I understand your trip here was...rather rough. Unpleasant, but necessary, I'm afraid. I'm sure that you're curious why we've brought you here?"

"You have a request for me," Her voice matches Atius' calm, her eyes steady but not confrontational. "And I'm willing to listen, if you're prepared to open negotiations."

Atius' eyebrows shoot up, but Maurus speaks first, snapping out, "Negotiations? Do you have any idea what kind of situation you're in--"

She glances at Atius, who looks far more entertained. Had any Dalish attempted to negotiate with him before? Doubtful. Well, she's been a dancing bear before. She'll wear that hat again, if it helps her accomplish her goals. There's a risk in interrupting Maurus, especially when she continues to speak directly to Atius, but she'll have to straddle that thin line of seizing opportunity, without seeming to challenge them.

"The situation is that I have something you want, and you have something I want," She doesn't waver, voice polite but unyielding. Chin up, eyes meeting Atius'. "I believe that it will be mutually beneficial for us to discuss our options so that everyone's desires will be optimally met."

Atius looks like that dancing bear has just burst into an operatic solo. Maurus looks like the bear just ate his mother.

"More and more surprises. Very well," Atius makes a gesture to one of the waiting servants, and Beleth is startled to suddenly find herself being served hot tea right alongside the two men. "What, exactly, are you hoping to negotiate?"

First thing is to get the most obvious out of the way. "I'd like to discuss what it is that you want me to do."

He nods, and even Maurus can't find the request unreasonable. With a glance at his superior, he produces several sheets, which he slides to Beleth. Whatever she had expected to see on that paper, whatever sort of betrayals and horrors, she found herself even more surprised to see the Elvhen script flowing across it. "Tevinter is still interested in uncovering more information about the Arlathan elves. Your ancestors," He adds meaningfully, and it finally dawns on Beleth why a Dalish elf had been singled out to be captured. "But our knowledge of the written language is...somewhat lacking. And Elvhen tends to...meander. It rarely states anything directly, and often references past writings, stories and legends we haven't found yet." He takes a break from lecturing the Dalish elf on the Elvhen language to turn to Atius, so he can make the actual offer.

"We want someone who can understand their meaning more easily. Who knows the stories. Who truly understands the elves who wrote these." He laces his fingers together, smiling warmly at Beleth. "We want you. Not just as a translator, but as a researcher for uncovering so much of the lost knowledge. That is what the Dalish desire, isn't it?"

He's pandering to her. Flattering her, making it sound like some grand, noble undertaking. She isn't fooled. Who knew what that knowledge would be used for, taken away because of Tevinter and returned right back for their shameless perusal. But just because she sees through the glamor doesn't mean that the offer isn't incredibly appealing. No more fighting, no more constant struggle, wondering if today would be her last. Dedicating her time to studying, to discovering and learning. Using the substantial resources of the Tevinter Imperium to uncover information about her ancestors that long been lost. Even if it passed to Tevinter, everything would be filtered through her. She'd know everything they knew. Maybe, some day, she could find a way to share that knowledge with the Dalish as a whole...

If any ever spoke to her again.

"I can do that." She allows them several moments of smug victory before she continues. "The companion I came with. He must be left alive." She takes a sip of her tea, letting them contemplate that. "That is my non-negotiable request. If you want my help, that must be met."

Her expression doesn't waver, but her blood chills when Atius' smile finally drops. He doesn't look angry, but--very serious. Her statement is carefully considered, before he finally speaks. "That is your priority in this? Above all else?"

"Yes."

"Even your own life?"

"Yes."

The silence following this stretches on, and Beleth has to keep a firm grip on the teacup, lest her hands start shaking. This is what it all boils down to. All of her cards--her ideals, her morals, her life--are thrown onto the table. She isn't sure which ones she'll get back.

Finally, after an eon of deliberation, Atius' face breaks into a smile once more. "It's a deal. Welcome to the Venatori, my dear." His hand extends out to her.

Beleth smiles, and takes his hand.

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I will call you home

2016-09-22T03:41:30Z

WHO: Character(s)
WHAT: Summary of content
WHEN: Timing (backdated, covering a span, etc.)
WHERE: Location
NOTES: Content warnings, OOC notes, links to other relevant posts, etc.

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Tel'enfenim, da'len
Irassal ma ghilas
Ma garas mir renan
Ara ma'athlan vhenas
Ara ma'athlan vhenas

Never fear, little one,
Wherever you shall go.
Follow my voice--
I will call you home.
I will call you home.

Clan Ashara currently resides in a small valley nestled into the mountains, that seems idyllic for a Dalish clan. A stream runs through the valley, descending into a waterfall with the steep cliffs on one side, and sheer mountain walls going straight up on two other sides. The only way in and out is through a gap big enough to lead several aravels through. It's a defensible position, safe from any threats.

Except the fade rift that has opened up just a little ways from the gap.

The hunters can handle the demons spewing from it well enough, and there are always a couple stationed there to pick off whatever appears. But it's too dangerous to lead the aravels and noncombatants through, and thus, they are forced to wait.

To compound the issue, there's a village close to where they're currently staying, and while both sides have kept to themselves, neither are pleased with the current situation. They've helped get a message to the Inquisition in hopes that someone will come take care of the problem, and now both are tensely waiting for something to happen to change the situation, for better or worse.

And so the members of Clan Ashara, with their friends in tow, return back to their clan.

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2016-03-23T19:05:25Z

Fade Rift
Arda Marred
Visuals
IC contact
OOC contact

Beleth

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Inventory for Fade Rift

2016-02-08T08:32:53Z

Clothing

One suit of Dalish armor
One set of everyday wear
One rather cheap peasanty dress
Several worn scarves
One purple scarf with elven designs
One purple scarf of Antivan silk
One beautiful gown in purple brocade silk trimmed in white lace. The brocade pattern is notably a floral/leafy motif in silver.

Accessories

One necklace fashioned from decorative gems
A set of golden bracelets
One gold chain bracelet with amethyst

Weapons

One Dalish bow, and quiver with wolf motif
Two basic daggers
Vials of poisons
A few health poultices

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Visualosity

2016-02-06T09:53:33Z

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CR Chart for Fade Rift

2016-01-19T00:41:10Z

clan

No one. I'm all alone, now.

others
	Alan You could say we're birds of a feather.	Alistair There are few friends I value more.	Anders He's always kind when I need kindness.
	Araceli Beautiful, confident, skilled.	Cade Sometimes a mad dog needs a gentle touch.	Cyril I hope that you enjoy the path you've chosen.
	Galadriel A queen all others should aspire to.	Korrin An admirable attitude, and a kind heart.	Merrick I wish you the happiness you deserve.
	Merrill Very sweet, very cute, very dangerous.	Nari Thank you for keeping her safe.	Obi-Wan A tranquil calm that stands firm for good.
	Pel I wonder if I ever really knew you.	Sina I think we're the last sane ones here.	Thranduil I'll try to be worthy of the care you've shown me.

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Letters from home

2015-11-17T02:13:21Z

A series of letters written to Sorrelean Ashara, from his sister (and possibly others),
as she works within the Inquisition.

(Specific for the game Fade Rift)

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arlathvhen @ 2015-11-05T20:16:00

2015-11-06T06:25:38Z

APPLICATION / INBOX / HMD / PERMISSIONS / CR CHART / HMD

Basics

NAME: Beleth Ashara (Bard name "Belladonna") AGE: 25 NATIONALITY: Dalish RACE: Elf OCCUPATION: Head of Scouting / Apothecary TITLE/RANK: Scoutmaster???	HEIGHT: 5'3 BUILD: Thin, willowy HAIR: Copper colored, curly EYES: Purple SKIN: Light brown, freckled BEARING: Nervous, but pleasant
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Green Sylaise tattoos across her face and trailing down her shoulders, a scar over her left eye, nose leans a bit to the left, stupidly bright purple anime eyes.

Status

Beleth spends most of her time busy at work, either in her Scouting office, or in the apothecary's workshop. However, when not occupied with either of those jobs, she can be found wandering around the Gallows. Often, in the garden area that's been set up, either helping or simply admiring the flora. She isn't found in Kirkwall proper very often, but does occasionally visit (mostly to go to the tavern).

Reputation

Beleth spent most of her time in Skyhold trying to stay under the radar, but as time has progressed, and as she's gotten more ambitious, Beleth has stepped further into the spotlight. These days, she's mostly known as a polite, courteous Dalish who has been taken in as a protege by Leliana, and has subsequently taken up the duties of a spymaster in the Gallows. That she remains loyal to her clan is known, but the degree to which she fiercely holds to the Dalish culture is pretty murky.

Hooks

As the head of Scouting, Beleth is always quick to check in with anyone under her purview, and make sure that they're doing well and if she can help them. She's naturally curious, and believes that it's her duty to make sure that she's aware of as much of what's going on in the Inquisition as possible, so she's always happy to take the opportunity to learn more about the goings on of others--sometimes as gossip, sometimes more legitimate. And she's just nosy as fuck in general. She's also apothecary, so if you need potions / bombs / whathaveyou (she may be cautious about the bombs tho).

Approval & Gifts

APPROVES+ Dalish
+ Elf positivity
+ Kindness to others
+ Flowers
+ Compliments
+ Making positive relationships

DISAPPROVES- Unnecessary violence
- Aggression
- Anti-elf sentiments
- Templars
- Orlais
- Criticism

GIFTS
Beleth prefers simple, nature-oriented gifts--anything as simple as a bouquet, or as complex as a woven necklace. She also enjoys handmade gifts, that show that someone spent time on something for her. To properly bribe your way to approval, give her pretty nature-themed trinkets and flowers (especially if they have been preserved). Ultimately, however, she appreciates any gift, and anyone thinking of her enough to give her one.

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arlathvhen @ 2015-10-09T05:37:00

2015-10-09T10:37:45Z

PLAYER

Name: Ema
Age: 26
Contact: arlathvhen
Other Characters:
Interests: I would love to have plots that revolve around political intrigue, things like Wicked Eyes and Wicked Hearts, where what you say and do effects the plot. Things that you can either fight or talk your way out of, and seeing different people use their different strengths to resolve that kind of situation. I would also like elfy stuff, because. I like elfy stuff.

CHARACTER

Name: Beleth
Canon/OC: OC
Journal: arlathvhen
Race: Elf
Nationality: Dalish
Occupation: Hunter
Age: 25

History

Beleth comes from Clan Ashara, where her mother is the keeper, and her twin brother is the Second. With three mages in the clan, including her own son, the Keeper had her hands full teaching them all. Beleth, with no magical talent to speak of, found herself shuffled significantly down in the list of the Keeper's priorities. The plague that brought down many of their clan did little to help. For a long time, the Keeper was preoccupied with attempting to save whomever she could, and afterwards, helping with the sudden abundance of orphans.

Her father was a Hunter, but he had little interest in tutoring Beleth when she became an apprentice, letting other Hunters teach her their ways. Beleth took her mother's negligence and her father's rejection poorly--She became focused on learning how to make other people like her, so she wouldn't be subjected to these feelings by anyone else. She learned how to get people to like her, how to tell them what they wanted to hear, and as she grew more successful, enjoyed a fair amount of popularity among her clan members.

Her twin brother as the exception, Beleth remained resentful of the other two mages who had occupied her mother's time, particularly Pel, being groomed to become the clan's Keeper some day.

When she was 15, the clan was attacked by a group of bandits. Though still an apprentice, Beleth was quick to take her bow up to defend her clan. Her first thought to seek out her twin Sorrel, and discovered bandits attacking him. Beleth remained calm enough to incapacitate two of them with her bow. Then she ran at the final one, attacking them with nothing but a dagger and mindless fury. She managed to win, but not without taking hits of her own, the large scar that she carries across her face the most obvious. It didn't matter to her--She had saved her twin, and that was the important part. However, the fight wasn't without casualties--Beleth and Sorrel's father had been killed. There was a feeling like she ought to have some guilt for saving Sorrel and not him, but she couldn't conjure it up. Years of being ignored left Beleth largely apathetic about her father's death.

While the young elf had always been edgy around humans, the incident stuck in her mind, and she has few positive feelings regarding humans in general. However, her ability to say and act to please other people still extended to them. To their faces, Beleth seemed perfectly unassuming. Her Keeper found the combination of ability to stay cordial while distant to be perfect for trading with the humans, and she became one of the main people to communicate with the humans while trading.

Personality

Beleth is troubled by issues of self worth built up from years of finding herself hopelessly mediocre in the face of far more interesting people. This has manifested in a fixation on making sure that the people around her like her, want to be friends with her, because if they think that she's a good person, than surely it must be so. But depending on others for your self worth comes with serious drawbacks.

Her actual personality is hard to pinpoint because she takes strides in adapting it to be as palatable as possible to the person that she's talking to. Joking or serious, kind or blunt, she tries to find out what the person responds best to, and subtly leans towards it. She's sparse with opinions as well, and while she rarely outright lies to someone about what she thinks, she'll try to nudge their opinions out, and will respond positively to them--'I can see why you think that,' or 'It makes sense when you say it like that'.

There are two exceptions to this: Negative opinions on the Dalish in general, or her friends. Speaking ill of either of these will earn you enough passive aggression to make a chantry sister proud. Beleth rarely demonstrates open anger, but seemingly idle comments and backhanded jabs are used with the finesse of an archer.

The default, the Beleth that most people see, is a nervous woman, friendly but worrisome. Always quick with a compliments or a polite remark, but just as quick to fret and fidget. She is soothing and kind, willing to go out of her way to help other people, whether it's to trek across the land and fetch a trinket for them, or simply lend a friendly shoulder to cry on, and an ear to listen to them.

The people that grow close to her will gain a strong loyalty, with a woman who's willing to do whatever necessary for them to stay happy, and stay her friend. But there's another side to her that they also get to see. Beleth is very much a haughty Dalish, with plenty of issues with humans and city elves. She would never voice any of these to the people in question, but fellow Dalish can hear her murmur about the flat-ear's betrayal of their roots, and for Sylaise's sake, stop messing with shemlen, or you'll catch something nasty.

Strengths & Weaknesses

Strengths
Beleth's greatest strength in terms of fighting is her archery. While she's not the best hunter, she's still quite skilled. She's best at perching somewhere away from the melee, and staying in one spot, shooting accurately but slowly. Helping her make sure each shot count is her ability to craft poisons. If she's in a tight spot, she will often shoot poisoned arrows at her target, then try to run until the poison wears the target down. It's not just poisons she can make--she's also knowledgeable in potion-crafting. When you have to travel far from the clan to hunt down creatures that can turn on you, it's always good to make sure that you can heal yourself in a pinch.

Beleth has skills outside of combat, and often uses these to try to avoid combat with other people altogether. When talking to other people, she studies them, learns what they respond positively to, and does her best to imitate that. She's good at figuring out what people want to hear, and telling them it. She is quick to be appear sweet and cheerful to the people around her, and engender friendship with them. She makes friends easily, and people who spend time around her often become quite fond of her--though her opinion of them may be entirely different than what they think.

Weaknesses

Combat-wise, as a 5'3 tall elf with a willowy build, there's a reason she tries to stay far away from combat. She can't take much in the way of damage before she falters. She's not very strong, either. She's an efficient fighter from a distance, but get her in melee, and she can wind up in a lot of trouble. While she's not afraid to run when need be, her skill at archery greatly decreases while running, and if she wants to fire off a decent shot, she'll have to stop.

Focusing on other people instead of yourself comes with some reparations--Beleth has a lot of self-esteem issues, and suffers anxiety from faults both real and perceived. She bases her self worth on other people's approval, and thus is incredibly dependent on those around her for fulfilling her social needs. When she makes decisions, she's far more swayed by what the people around her would think than what might be good for her. But using other people's opinions as the foundation for your mental wellbeing is like building with a house of cards--It's one wrong move away from collapsing and taking her down with it.

Inventory

-Dalish bow, quiver, and arrows
-A variety of common plants
-Vials of healing potions and poison
-One set of Dalish scout armor, one set of clothing
-Lockpicking tools
-Probably some makeup that sure as hell isn't her natural lip color

Motivation

Beleth was content to live among the Dalish. She didn't wish for adventure, she didn't care about these idiot humans, and if they had managed to tear their countries apart fighting, that sure sounded like a personal problem. But Beleth's loyalty is ever steadfast, and when her friends said that they were going, she packed her own bags. After all, who else will make sure that they don't get their idiot selves killed by some snippy shemlen? And, secretly, she's terrified that her friends will not want to return to the clan after living outside of that, and she's hoping by going she'll be able to help dissuade them, or at least stay around them and remind them of their roots.

And, you know, there's a bunch of holes in the sky and an evil magister and those things are rarely good for anyone.

SAMPLES

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Ruby City App

2015-08-07T05:43:44Z

PLAYER
Name: Ema
Age: 25
Personal Journal: amethystfrog
E-mail: purple_sprinkles_08@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN/etc: arlathvhen

CHARACTER
Character Name: Beleth Lavellan
Canon: Dragon Age
Age: 27
Timeline: Directly after completing What Pride Has Wrought, while fleeing from Corypheus through the Eluvian.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: n/a

Personality: Beleth suffers from serious self esteem problems, and much of her personality is hinged on her attempts to cope with this. While she doesn't hate herself, she finds herself utterly inadequate when compared to anyone. She's too plain, too boring, not even bad, but damned to mediocrity. Surely it would be better if she was at least bad at something, it would at least add some flavor to what she sees as an utterly lukewarm existence. The fact that she's become the Inquisitor, the person responsible for saving the world, has definitely helped her in this, but in the end she reminds herself that the most interesting part of her is that her hand can fix the rifts.

One way that she deals with this, is to get other people to like her. If other people find her likable, she must be worthy of it. Therefore, a great deal of effort is put into having the people around her take favor with her.

Beleth is polite to everyone, taking time to think out her words. She errs on the side of caution whenever speaking about subjects where she doesn't know how the other person feels. She'll usually default to neutral opinions, even if her true opinions lie elsewhere. Once she's secured how they feel about a subject, she's quick to agree with them. If she doesn't agree, and feels like it's worth the risk of raising ire to argue, she'll state the opinion as cautiously as possible.

With her friends, Beleth is a good listener, always willing to hear someone's troubles. However, she tends towards telling other people what might make them feel better, even if it isn't what they truly need to hear. If their troubles are something that she can solve, or know a person who can solve them, she'll do what she can to help out. She's eager to please, and will do what she can to try to endear herself to the other person.

Putting herself under this much pressure results in a lot of anxiety and general nervousness, and Beleth is prone to panicking and fumbling over herself. In extreme situations, she can have a complete meltdown. In lesser cases, she will usually just fidget and ramble, her own nervousness causing her to trail on about subjects that had not been even transically related to the point of the conversation.

One thing that Beleth will never back down from, however, is her love of the People, her fellow Dalish. She is fiercely proud and protective of the Dalish and their culture, and one of the quickest ways to get her stirred up to anger is to talk negatively about them. She's always willing to explain about her culture to any interested parties, and enjoys talking about how the People have overcome hardships and work together. She's even protective over city elves, though they have forgotten their roots. She's more willing to trust and befriend other elves, to the point she has been deceived by them before, simply because her first instinct is to trust them.

As for humans, Beleth will always be polite to them, but she tends to keep them at an arms length. Enough humans have caused harm to her, enough have given her pointed looks and whispers behind her back that she finds trusting them difficult. However, she can befriend humans, if they prove themselves worthy, but it takes more time. Few humans realize that this barrier exists, however, for Beleth will treat them well enough, if somewhat distant.

Having been declared the Herald of Andraste has been a bit of a much-needed ego boost for Beleth, though she often worries about the consequences of her actions. After some thought, she decided that it could only benefit people for her to accept that she is truly Andraste's Herald, with the divine blessing of Andraste herself. Elves would benefit from seeing the mark of Andraste upon her, and others would feel hope at knowing the Maker hasn't abandoned them. Whether or not she has truly been blessed by Andraste, Beleth isn't sure. But in the end, it doesn't matter. She'll do what's best for others.

When Beleth has been annoyed enough to lash out, her first step is usually passive aggression. She'll smile politely and blithely lay on the passive aggression until the other person gets a hint. Sometimes, if she's been particularly made unhappy by the situation, she'll layer the passive aggression with a sullen, grouchy mood. It's rare to see Beleth well and truly angry, but when she gets there, it's explosive and volatile, and she lashes out at anyone perceived to be a part of whatever has wronged her, real or imagined. She doesn't think things out when she's like this, and one of the only times it happened left her with a large scar across her face.

History: Beleth is a Dalish elf, and grew up in Clan Lavellan, a Dalish clan that wandered the Free Marches. Beleth lived a fairly standard life for a Dalish, with her mother as the Keeper--or the head--of the clan, and her twin brother Sorrelean serving as her apprentice. With a mother focused on her brother, and a father largely disinterested in either child, Beleth was constantly aware of her own mediocrity in comparison to her twin. She strived to try to come into her own, and found comfort in learning to hunt for the clan.

There was a significant event when Beleth was still an apprentice that would have a serious effect on her, which can still be noted even now. Raiders attempting to enslave the elves attacked her clan. Beleth was quick to use her bow to help fend off the raiders. However, her first thought went to finding her twin. Seeking Sorrelean out, she discovered that he had let the halla, the sacred deer that pulled the landships the Dalish lived in, out of their cages, so they could flee from the danger. The Raiders had found him and attacked before he could lash out with his magic. Seeing her twin in danger, Beleth lost all sense of reason and leapt to his side, first attacking with her weapons, then hurling herself at the last Raider.

Thanks to Beleth's intervention, Sorrelean was saved, though both would bare deep scars across their face. Even in this, the clan would joke later, they had to match. The Raiders were driven back, but not without casualties. Beleth and Sorrelean's father among them. After the dead were buried, Beleth was raised out of apprenticeship, with the elders stating that she had proven that she could protect the clan. As killing your first game animal is the traditional way to graduate your apprenticeship, there was some debate over whether or not a human necessarily counted. But in the end, she became a full Hunter. There would be rumors following her for a while that this was only done out of pity for her losing her father, but they would fade in time. Beleth quietly mourned her father, though in her heart, she was relieved that her brother had survived over him. Just as with the cruel rumors, in time her grief faded. Life moved on, after all.

But the world moved on outside of their clan, and war had erupted between mages and templars, the people who both protected and jailed them. The mages were tired of their gilded prisons and rebelled, and Thedas reeled from the war. Even the Dalish were effected--rogue Templars and mages alike were a threat. The Divine, head of the Andrastian faith that most humans and those who lived amongst them held to, called for a Conclave, an attempt to broker peace between the two sides. Beleth's mother, knowing that the outcome would effect the Dalish, sent her to spy on the Conclave and learn what was to happen. As someone who was both adept at speaking to humans, and a skilled archer, it seemed like she was the best choice. Beleth was hesitant to leave her clan and her family, but agreed, and made the journey to the Temple of Sacred Ashes, where the Conclave was being held.

From there, her history follows along the Main plot of Inquisition, up to her current canon point, with the following decisions made:

Accepted being Herald of Andraste
Conscripted the templars
Briala rules through Gaspard
Hawke was left in the fade, Alistair spared
Grey Wardens rebuilt
Calpernia talked down
Respected the elven rituals at the well of sorrows, allied with its guardians
Drank from the well

Shortly after arriving at Skyhold, she was pulled to Ruby City for a while. While there, she fixed up the greenhouse, and began growing various plants from home. She helped Ruby City when she could, befriending many of the citizens. However, she was taken back to Thedas, and continued along the questline, with no memory of the city before. However, after she drank from the Well of Sorrows, she found herself pursued by Corypheus. Slipping through an Eluvian, she found herself back in Ruby City.

Abilities:
Elven - The elves of Thedas were once immortal, possessing magic and communing with nature. Those days are long gone, and only a few abilities of elves are left--She can see better in the dark than humans, and possesses a nimbleness humans lack.

Greenthumb / Potionmaker - Elves live off the land when they can, and Beleth has a good sense of the herbs and flowers of her own world, and what they do. She's good at growing plants, and ran the greenhouse in Ruby City.

Archery - Beleth is a skilled archer, having spent many years training and hunting in her clan. She has several moves that she has learned over the course of her travels.

Exploding Arrow: A powerful shot that explodes upon impact, damaging the target and all around it.
Long Shot: A single arrow that does more damage the father away it is from the target.
Leaping Shot: Beleth dives out of the way, releasing a hail of arrows on enemies trying to close in.

Poisons: Additionally, she carries a handful of poisons, and can make more if needed, and she has the ingredients necessary. These are primarily used for coating her weapons. None of the poisons are strong enough to kill, only wound, so they have few other uses.

The Mark of Andraste - The ability that landed Beleth as the Herald of Andraste, and the Inquisitor. Her hand has some kind of connection to the fade--It takes the appearance of covering her hand with a green fire, though it does not harm her. This mark, called an anchor by Corypheus, can open and close Fade rifts, even manipulating them to cause massive damage to enemies nearby. She won't doing a lot of opening and closing of the Fade here, and probably won't get much use out of the Anchor, save perhaps using it as a lantern.

Ballet - For her help in the event that took place shortly before she left, she was gifted a vial of magical liquid. When she consumed it, she was granted the ability to dance Russian-style ballet. Amusingly, she has no real idea what ballet is, beyond the fact that it's a dance that she is now skilled in.

Relationships to Canon Characters: As the Inquisitor, Beleth has an inner circle that she relies on for support on and off the battlefield. She is fairly friendly with most of her inner circle, but of particular note are the three that she usually prefers to take with her into the field:

Cassandra Pentaghast: Cassandra and her got off to a rocky start, to say the least. Something about being accused of killing the Most Holy and everyone else at the Conclave. But as they ran into danger, death, and dragons together, their bond strengthened. Beleth admires Cassandra's courage, determination, and really pretty eyes.
Solas: Another of the people, and though he scoffs at the Dalish, Beleth is fascinated by what knowledge he possesses of the ancient elves, often asking (and occasionally straight up pestering) him about everything he knows. She holds the knowledge of Elven lore dear to her, and he is a wealth of information that she enjoys listening to.
Cole: A spirit of compassion. Beleth doesn't entirely understand Cole, but she understands his sincere want to help people. She often gets flack for keeping a spirit around--Or a demon, as some insist on calling him--But Beleth trusts him and his compassion, often taking his advice, and trying to help him in turn, as he seems to worry about everyone but himself.

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arlathvhen @ 2015-06-21T17:35:00

2015-06-21T23:52:54Z

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Name: Ema
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Character
Name: Beleth Lavellan, Herald of Andraste, Inquisitor
Canon: Dragon Age
AU: AU where she is the Inquisitor, and had previously stayed in Ruby City for a time

Pull-point: After defeating Corypheus

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Age: 26, and looks so.

Gender/Sex: Cis female

Appearance: Beleth is average height for an elf of Thedas, though short among humans, at 5'3, with a willowy build. Her skin is tanned, with a few scars dotting it, the largest being across one side of her face. Her hair is dark brown in color, and cut short, and rather messily, with uneven locks poofing around her head. She has typically elven ears, purple eyes that reflect light in dim settings, and wears makeup--green eyeshadow that blends into the tattoos, and dark red lipstick.

She once bore the vallaslin of the Dalish upon her face, but after Solas revealed its true nature, she let him remove it.

[Yo]

History: Beleth lived amongst the Dalish her entire life, with her brother as Second, an apprentice for her mother, the Keeper for the clan. Beleth was skilled in both hunting, and trading with the humans, and when the mages and templars were called to peace talks, she was sent to spy on them. But the conclave exploded, with Beleth as the sole survivor, marked with a strange magic that allowed her to seal rifts in the sky. She was drafted into the Inquisition to seal the breach, and after recruiting the Templars, did so. However, the man behind the explosion at the conclave attacked the Inquisition, leading them to take the abandoned fortress of Skyhold.

Not long afterwards, Beleth was pulled into the strange land of Ruby City. She set up shop in a greenhouse, hunting deer and growing herbs to make healing potions. There she met some of the elves of Middle Earth, and became friends with many of them, learning some of their lore and language. She became particularly close to Maglor, nearly embroiling her in a fight thousands of years old. He gently rebuked her feelings and the two continued to stay close friends. She also befriend Galadriel, her daughter Celebrian, and others from Middle Earth. Things seemed quiet and almost relaxed, until she was taken from there, and found herself in this new land.

Recently, Beleth was put back in Thedas for some time. She saved Orlais by letting Celene get assassinated, then put Gaspard on the throne--With the spy Briala holding his leash. She stopped the Wardens from summoning a demon army, got dropped in the fade, got Hawke killed, then got the Wardens working for her. She then proceeded to go to an ancient elven temple, made friends with the ancient elves, drank from the well of sorrows, and had her vallaslin removed by her boyfriend who then broke up with her. Then she defeated Corypheus and saved the world.

Personality: Beleth is a nervous woman, constantly on edge about the world around her, and fretting over the multiple terrible possibilities that could happen. She tends to jump to conclusions, and these conclusions usually involve her assumption that she is going to spectacularly mess things up. She does, however, do her best to be not only polite, but friendly. Her urge to be friendly will, in fact, usually roll over any of her own views or opinions. She rarely voices these, preferring to agree with whatever other people think. She'll usually keep her thoughts to herself, even if she's troubled or in pain, not wanting to bother others with what she's sure is uninteresting nonsense.

When Beleth makes friends, she is very devoted to them. Their flaws, however glaring they may be, are overlooked, and she will defend them with all her ability. She is protective of them, and insulting them is one of the few ways to get her angry enough to speak out against someone. She is quicker to trust elves than humans, having experienced a great deal of racism at their hands, and has a great deal of pride in her Dalish heritage, and culture, happy to tell anyone interested all about it--In more detail than they probably wanted to know.

Abilities:

Elven - The elves of Thedas, once like the elves of Arda, were immortal, possessing magic and communing with nature. Those days are long gone, and only a few abilities of elves are left--She can see better in the dark than humans, and possesses a nimbleness humans lack.

Greenthumb / Potionmaker - Elves live off the land when they can, and Beleth has a good sense of the herbs and flowers of her own world, and what they do. She's good at growing plants, and ran a greenhouse in Ruby City for a while. She's also pretty skilled at making potions, both for healing and for poison.

Archery - Beleth is a skilled archer, having spent many years training and hunting in her clan. She has several moves that she has learned over the course of her travels.

Exploding Arrow: A powerful shot that explodes upon impact, damaging the target and all around it.
Long Shot: A single arrow that does more damage the father away it is from the target.
Leaping Shot: Beleth dives out of the way, releasing a hail of arrows on enemies trying to close in.

Poisons: Additionally, she carries a handful of poisons, and can make more if needed, and she has the ingredients necessary. She can use these to poison her weapons, and if an opponent dies from this poison, their body explodes into a cloud of toxic mist. Or, she has a poison that can become a cloud of toxic mist without needing corpses.

Artificer: Beleth has been trained in the art of engineering deadly mechanisms. She makes traps that can be used in the battlefield, positioning them so she can control where the enemies move--or just let them explode. She has two types of traps she specializes in: A simple spike trap that flings enemies into the air, or elemental mines, a handful of globes that she tosses out to cover the battlefield.

The Mark of Andraste - The ability that landed Beleth as the Herald of Andraste, and the Inquisitor. Her hand has some kind of connection to the fade--It takes the appearance of covering her hand with a green fire, though it does not harm her. This mark, called an anchor by Corypheus, can open and close Fade rifts, even manipulating them to cause massive damage to enemies nearby. She won't doing a lot of opening and closing of the Fade here, and probably won't get much use out of the Anchor, save perhaps using it as a lantern.

Ballet - This is a bit of magic from Ruby City. For her help in the event that took place shortly before she left, she was gifted a vial of magical liquid. When she consumed it, she was granted the ability to dance Russian-style ballet. Amusingly, she has no real idea what ballet is, beyond the fact that it's a dance that she is now skilled in.

Inventory:
-One set of armor, one set of everyday clothing
-One bow and quiver with arrows
-One dagger
-A silver ring that adds health whenever she makes a kill
-A ring made of mallorn bark
-A necklace that makes her a little more dexterous
-A collection of herbs and their seeds
-A wild hart that is an alarming shade of pink. Her name is Rumex, an ancient word for Sorrel, because Beleth is an asshole.

Anything else:

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Those who were shackled are free. [LOTR AU PSL]

2015-03-31T00:03:15Z

An AU in which Beleth is in Middle-Earth as an escaped slave from a Tevinter-esque land far to the east. Because I'm a loser.

Open to uh. Anyone really.

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The old ones, the ones who have survived far more years than any others, for more years than even their Masters, whispered of the free elves. They who were the original ancestors of the Houses that had once tried to separate, but in the end, dissolved together. The Masters refuted those claims, punished those who spoke them, and called them lies. They would have everyone believe that they had killed all elves who had not been enslaved. There was no freedom for them, no place where elves existed. Only men roamed, who would rightly return the elves to the Masters, should any escape.

Many believed, for there was no reason not to. The whispers of the ancient elves were all but gone, fantasies spoken of by the old ones. A handful of words and phrased, many with their literal translations lost to time, and traditions and cultures mixed together, after they gave up on the Houses. Memories of what was once.

Beleth believed. She had always believed, among others. No one expected her to be trouble, a tiny meek elf, more prone to flinching at loud noises than starting a revolution. But when the Masters' gazes had turned, she whispered to the others. There had to be more, for how angry the Masters were when the people spoke of them, and the world was surely bigger than the Masters' lands, and the people were hardy, clever folk. Surely they existed. Surely they did not know of their kin's plight. And if the people left, if the people made it to the lands where the free elves roamed, they would be accepted.

Do you know that? Others would whisper. Do you know they're any better off than us? That they don't know what happened? How can you be so sure, how can you know they would take us in? Questions that Beleth couldn't answer. She just had to believe, because belief was all they had left. Others joined her, wanting to believe, willing to die rather than continue like this.

And many did die. Many gave up, returning back, willing to take the beatings for escape rather than die. Some were captured when the Masters came for them.

Still, they went, going west, for all the stories spoke highly of the west, the old songs, that claimed that something laid in the west, beautiful and pure to behold. Surely if any free elves existed, they would be in the west. Slowly, they left their Masters' lands behind, traveling into the Brown Lands. They were few in number, when they had reached the large river. Reasoning that if they followed the river, surely they'd find a city, they went north.

But in the end, the one who approached the forest was Beleth alone. Blessed for her belief, or cursed for dragging others with her into her own folly, she remained. It was worse than dying, to be the last one, she thought, as she struggled along. A small, hobbling figure she made. Small, for an elf, and too skinny, too underfed from birth. Scars were visible on what skin showed under the ragged clothes. She hid her body as best as she could--One wrist showed particularly nasty scars, and the other showed the cause, for they had only been able to remove one manacle. Nor the collar, but scarves wrapped around them, trying to keep them from view. Still, it was readily apparent that the woman was not healthy, and of a different ilk than most elves, especially the strange marks on her face. Brands.

And thus did she unknowingly approach the edges of Lothlorien.

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