[center][h2]Tae'ren Fen'an[/h2][/center]


Weisshaupt Fortress and those who inhabited it were more than a mystery to Tae'ren. Many conflicting backgrounds and ideals all coming together via a common enemy... he had to admit, if Shemlen were good at anything it was making everyone get along by being angry at the same thing. He perched on a roof at the edge of the courtyard, his avian shape giving him the privacy he found he suddenly lacked since joining the Grey Wardens. At the edge of his vision he spotted the other warden, a Shem mage barely older than Tae'ren himself who had seemed to make it his goal to annoy Tae'ren into teaching him shapeshifting. Despite having agreed to attempt to teach other warden mages his talent, eagerness did not always translate into the capability to learn... and the fact the potential student seemed to know less about animals than a city elf certainly didn't help. 

He watched the undaunted Shem amble about the courtyard a moment, making suspicious eyes at every stray bird or scrambling rodent that happened to be within view. As he vanished beyond sight Tae'ren took flight, gliding down into the courtyard and landing at it's edge, his form blurring as the fade wrapped him in it's embrace, blurring and shifting his form, returning him to normal with no sign of his former shape save the slowly drifting feather that he quickly snatched from the air and slid between a gap in the strips of his leather armor. 

Tae'ren didn't like the assigned warden armor, and regardless of who came to him he wouldn't wear it, but he made his own additions to his normal attire to satiate most who might complain. The Warden sigil had been marked with a hot iron onto a bare section of leather just above his heart, extremely noticeable as that was one of the only remaining sections where deep grey fur was still visible from beneath overlapping cross sections of thicker leather.

As a shapeshifter, many things tended to drift his way, and knowledge tended to be a bit easier to come by than one might expect. While Shemlen politics didn't really interest him, it was fairly amusing to hear the trouble caused by The Grey Warden's presence here, and what that might imply, and later cause. Perhaps the Shemlen would kill themselves out faster than anticipated, then again if that happened [i]before[/i] the Darkspawn issue were fixed it might actually prove troublesome... no, better that he let the Shemlen do that [b][i]other[/i][/b] thing they were somehow good at, and unite Thedas against a common enemy... at least before they go to war with themselves again.