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 Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2022 5:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2022 5:07 pm
  
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tab tab ◦Naeva
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tab tab ◦ Looks to be Twenty Six
ʀᴀᴄᴇ
tab tab ◦ Dalish Elf
ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ
tab tab ◦ Four Foot Eleven Inch
ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ
tab tab ◦ One Hundred and Nineteen Pounds
ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ/ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏꜱ
tab tab ◦ Her body is covered in scars. A Old Brand of her former Master in Tavinter.
ᴀʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ
tab tab ◦ Chaotic Neutral
ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ
tab tab ◦ Tevinter Imperium Fereldan
ʀᴏʟᴇ
tab tab ◦ Escaped Tevinter Slave
ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ
tab tab ◦ Rouge / Marksman
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2022 5:10 pm
ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
HONEST ◦ INTELLIGENT ◦ RELIGIOUS ◦ RESTRAINED ◦ PARANOID ◦ DAMAGED
ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ
It is hard for her to recall her early years, though her most vivid memories are of her years serving the Magisters of the Tevinter Imperium. She like many others had been subjected to Blood Magic at the hands of many of the Mages in the land, though she had been part of the small handful that would survive the rituals. She does recall that it was just before the fourth blight, there was a revolt of the slaves. They over ran the chamber, freeing any that they could. Instead of following the mob out the front doors or the servants entrances... Naeva ran for the Garden, she knew of the broken wall that had yet to be repaired... And she ran, it wasn't until she reached Rivain that she took time to rest, a trader had taken pity on the young looking elf. Allowing Naeva passage across the sea to the land known as Fereldan.
For the following years, she was haunted by nightmares. She could not tell what was real, fake… or of the distant past. Spires burning, Elves screaming, Friends falling. Though the time of day, the place is always changing. Were they memories? Were they visions? As she took shelter with the Dalish as the King of Fereldan gave them a sanctuary among the eastern forest... Naeva learned that very few spoke the language of their home… or knew of where their home had been. It had been odd to her, that no one knew of where Arlathan was. Though it was impossible to get there now, the Tevinter Imperium was to close, there were traders that roamed the area, hoping to claim any elf dumb enough to seek safety in the forest.
As the nightmares and the lapses in time became worse, many elven mages tried to figure out what could be causing it. When they tried to ask her to do any sort of simple task that involved magic… she could not. In meditation she only found silence… but even then, what felt like seconds to her were hours. As she started to gain more control over her mind, and her placement in time… she started to venture out of the forest with the other elves. Looking to help liberate them from their servitude towards the humans…
It has been ten years after the fifth blight, and tensions are running high once more. With the constant moving of the humans from one place to another. Naeva has started to hide her face and ears, something wasn’t sitting well with her. The last thing she would want is for the Traders from the Free Marches or Navarra to come across and see how many of the Tevinter Escapees were there, she did not want to return, and her own paranoia was starting to cause her to loose her place in time once more. . . How long had it been since her home was destroyed?
ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
Being outside ◦ Rainy Days ◦ Mead ◦ Fire Cooked Meat
ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
Chains/Shackles ◦ Mages ◦ Boats ◦ Complete Darkness
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tab tab ◦ She doesn't recall the deity of Dalish facial tattoos are in devotion to , though she tells anyone that they are a alternative rendition to Mythal.
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ꜰᴇᴀʀꜱ
tab tab ◦ Claustrophobia
tab tab ◦ Being forced back to Tevinter Imperium
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tab tab ◦ Naeva escaped the Tevinter Imperium roughly fifty years ago.
tab tab ◦ She can speak fluent Dalish, and can name all the Old gods... Elven or Tavinter.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2022 5:12 pm
ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ
tab tab ◦ Rogue
ꜱᴜʙᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ
tab tab ◦ Marksman
ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴꜱ
tab tab ◦ Long Bow
tab tab ◦ Short Sword
ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ
tab tab ◦ Leather under with Cloth covering over. Always wearing a mask that covers her nose to her neck.
ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ
tab tab ◦ Regeneration, she does not know why or how.
tab tab ◦ Acrobatics
tab tab ◦ Stealth
tab tab ◦ Duel Wielding
tab tab ◦ Animal Handling
ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇꜱ
tab tab ◦ Wood Working
tab tab ◦ Hunting
tab tab ◦ Singing
ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜꜱ
tab tab ◦ Acrobatics, no terrain is an issue for Naeva, in her early years she was always in the forest. Over time she learned how to navigate cities and their architecture.
tab tab ◦ Stealth, due to her high paranoia of being caught once again. She has learned to use large crowds and shadows to her advantage.
tab tab ◦ Archery, its in her blood and soul. Very rarely does her aim falter... it's the one definite thing she can hold on to, even when her mind is slowly fading.
ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱᴇꜱ
tab tab ◦ Magic, Despite being an Elf. She has no connection to the Fade. She can't sense when someone is casting a spell, nor can she cast any herself. She is also more susceptible to damage from magic, the wounds take longer to heal.
tab tab ◦ Past Trauma, Due to her years of service in the Tevinter Imperium, she has issues with Mages (especially Blood Magic). She is on edge around them and will lock up at any inkling of Blood Magic.
tab tab ◦ Time Placement, Naeva has been through quite a bit in her life. So her perception of time is her downfall. Something that may have happened yesterday, could seem like a year ago to her. Or something that happened years ago, happened yesterday.
ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ
tab tab ◦ Haunted and Unwanted - NateWantstoBattle
ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ
tab tab ◦Velvet, Tales of Berseria
ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ
tab tab ◦ Unknown Artist/Title
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2022 5:14 pm
тнeмe : tab ⌜HAUNTED AND UNWANTED⌟ tab
locaтιon : tab ⌜Weisshaupt, Anderfels ⌟ tab
ooc : tab ⌜ Clothing ⌟ tab
⤷ tab tab It had been a long time coming… Two years ago they had departed the Brecilian Forest with a few of their best hunters to make their way to Weisshaupt. Rose had met them on the south side of Orlais to ensure their safe passage into the Anderfels without worry of any Slavers or Mercenaries that were wandering the lands… Though they were not what the escaped elf were truly afraid of though. She knew the reach of the Ravens… let alone the Crows that would do anything for a coin and favor from those snakes. Closing her eyes as she waited for Rosa to join Marethari at the front of the small group.
⤷ tab tab Her amethyst eyes scanned the small gathering of people that were joining the mission that Rose had posted a year ago. Things never went the way any of them planned, they call to prepare for the next blight fell on deaf hears, as many people did not want to send their loved ones, competent people, or able bodied slaves to become Wardens. Naeva could hear the exhaust in Marethari’s voice as she tried to assure everyone that Rose would be on her way soon. Paperwork was holding her up, as it always did. Soon the red haired woman appeared, taking place near the Dalish Elf keeper.
⤷ tab tab The presentation ended, and the first to speak was a human woman wearing armor that displayed she came from somewhere with wealth. Her words were valid… but the fire that lit behind Rose’s eyes. If the First Warden wasn’t also the Queen of Fereldan, she would have probably thrown a dagger at the woman. Before Rosaline could respond though, another stepped forward from the backlines of the gathering. A Dalish elf, by the markings on her face, though Naeva could not place their Pantheon or Origin. The introduction had been short, stating that she was ready to depart when the time came, before walking back towards the shade of a tree close by.
NPC : Rosaline
⤷ tab tab Rosaline had nodded an agreement with the elf, her sharp green eyes turning to the woman who had asked a question. “That is all the information we have as that is all that we were given.” she said letting out a breath. “This mission was to be performed by a squadron of Grey Wardens, in order to prevent the next blight that could start at any point in time. No one has ever located a sleeping Archdemon until it is close to or is awakened. “As for fear, I do not have any what so ever. I have already fought in one blight, am trying to recruit more soldiers to aid for the day that the blight does come while also running this band of miscreants and ensuring that my kingdom stays afloat. I would much rather be slitting the throats of darkspawn than dealing with paperwork and politics.” She admitted, her voice staying level and calm. “So unless you want to take care of all of that for me while I go out on this mission, be my guest… Be warned though, My husband is not the brightest of the Royalty in the land. If your fear is the dangers of Darkspawn, know that Niko is a very capable Warden and is going in my stead. ”
⤷ tab tab Waiting to see if anyone else had any questions she looked at the four standing in front of her. “Tonight, you will all be able to rest in a private Barracks. There you will find some paperwork in order for us to find your next of kin if anything were to happen. As well as a parchment for you to request any weapons, armor or regiments you may need for your journey. If you are a mage, write down what you need. Every bit of help to prevent the Archdemons from awakening is all that we ask, and hopefully more will join you in this task. Niko and Naeva… if any arrive. Let them know of the mission and have them come to my office.” With that Rose started to turn to walk towards the multi-story stone building that sat on the top of the hill. Marethari in tow to aid with any preparations needed, leaving the group with the tense silence of Rose’s words and the mission at hand.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2022 4:46 pm
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