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Mirianne d'Fleur - Saephod

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Mirianne

Name: Mirianne d'Fleur
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Race: Human
Class/Sub-class: Two-Handed Warrior/Templar

Appearance:


Abilities:

• Block and Slash - She stands ready to deflect the next incoming attack and deliver a punishing counter to her attacker.
• Crushing Blow - She delivers a powerful attack that crumples her foes, knocking them off their feet.
• Spell Purge - Through faith and will, she dispels all hostile magic from the area around her.
• Wrath of Heaven - She summons a pillar of light that blinds nearby enemies and damages demons.
• Serene Presence - She radiates calm faith, inspiring allies to hold fast even in face of overwhelming odds.

Personality: Mirianne is the picture of serene beauty. She never seems to get angry or lose her patience. Her faith in the Maker is unshakable, to point where she will sometime use the Chant of Light in conversation. That said, her real world knowledge is sometimes lacking, giving her a somewhat naive view of the world.

History: Even a glistening gem of a city like Val Royeaux has it's dirty underbelly. Mirianne's family were dirt poor, living in the hidden slums of the holy city. When Marianne's mother was pregnant she fell deathly ill and no healer within her father's price range could help her. Desperate her father undertook the difficult pilgrimage to the Frostback Mountains, hoping to visit the Temple of Sacred Ashes and return with a pinch of the fabled Ashes of Andraste.

The journey was difficult and fraught with danger, and when Mirianne's father returned to Val Royeaux, he was near to death. As was his wife, but fortunately he had brought the ashes in time. They were used to mix a draught that she swallowed moments before going into labour. The birth was long and sadly neither Mirianne's Mother, nor her exhausted and injured father survived. However they both lived long enough to hear their daughter's first cries and, it is said, they passed with smiles.

Mirianne was taken in by the Chantry and raised to be a Sister. However as she grew she showed some interest in the Templars and underwent some informal training alongside them. Her teenage years were disrupted by the Mage-Templar War and the Death of Divine Justinia which threw the Chantry into chaos. It was during this time that Mirianne began to speak of the Voice. A soothing Voice that told her everything would be fine. She spoke of this to the other Clerics, telling them not to worry, that the Voice said all would be well. Scrambling to replace the Divine left the Clerics with little time to listen to the ramblings of a young Sister, and so she went largely ignored.

Once the crisis was over and Divine Victoria was elected, the new Divine came to hear of this sister who claimed to hear voices. Having once believed herself to hear the Voice of the Maker, she went to see Mirianne in person. Mirianne was interviewed by the Divine and all of the College of Clerics for weeks and in the end they all agreed unanimously that Mirianne had been touched by the Maker.

Most believed that the Ashes of Andraste had made Mirianne more receptive than most to the Light of the Maker, while some of the more extreme clerics believed she had been made into a Vessel for Andraste's soul itself. Whatever the truth, the Divine took Mirianne to her side, naming her the Right Hand of the Divine and ensuring her training continued. When news of the Darkspawn invasion reached Divine Victoria, she placed Mirianne at the head of her task force.

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Athel

Name: Athel

Age: 25

Sex: Male

Race: Elf

Class/Sub-class: Rogue/Bard

Appearance:


Abilities:

Device Mastery- "You know, putting up traps and locking doors is a good way to tell people what you've got back their is valuable." Easily allows the disabling of traps and locks in the way.

Master stealth- "Hiding in plain site is easy, so is hiding in shadows, but hiding on a battlefield that takes cunning." Able to move silently even on a battlefield and remain undetected through various clever means.

Master Archer- "An apple? Put a grape on his head, I'm no amateur." Gifted with the skill of archery arrows are precise and lethal.

Distraction- "Darkspawn! ...Oh no their weren't any actual Darkspawn I just said that to distract the guards, your gold and jewelry please." The rogue comes up with a clever distraction to cause enemies to move from the path.

Captivating song- "My singing has been compared to magic and power of demons, a Templar once claimed that I had to be abomination. I explained to her that I wasn't back in my room." The bard sings a song that floats on the wind man, beast, and even Darkspawn have been left unable to move from it's perfect notes.

Personality: Athel is Dalish in origin however his clan dissolved about seven years ago thanks to the dangers and trouble that had plagued them. He respect his culture and heritage but also mixes well with humans laughing and drinking alongside them. A thief and bard he can leave a crowd speechless and the purse's empty. Even for an Elf Athel is very pretty, which has served him well in the spy trade. One the best bards available he serves short term contracts with clients and completes his work flawlessly. With acting as one of his strong suits no one can be sure if they ever truly know him.

Those who are close with him report him to be quiet and thoughtful. A talented story teller and lyricist, yet he speaks of strange things like the meaning of world. Origins of the fade and even if the gods are real at all, perhaps this strange rogue is more than just your average bard. Perhaps he is more suited working with mages on field assignments rather than stealing jewels from a noble. He is certainly intelligent enough and curious enough to work with them.

History: Growing up in a Dalish clan, Athel was training under the clan story teller and teacher. Of course he also learned the ways of the hunter but those would not be perfect until later in his life, from a young age Athel lead the clan in song. With little practice he found his talent in singing, however as grew bored of stories he and the hunter apprentices would sneak out and set traps and sometimes enter human towns bartering for things they could not get.

However with the death of Keeper and the first the clan dissolved and many went to find new clans to join. Athel however felt that his family would need money so taking work as a Bard in Orlais he scrapped fifteen gold and sent them on their way. He however had to remain and soon took a liking to the city, he and sister still exchange letters and he often writes songs for her. His family lives in Ferelden with one of the clans there having made a new life for themselves among the elves their.

Athel meanwhile learned how to trick people, improved his archery, and perfected lock picking which he found was rather similar to disarming traps. His singing and acting skills improved a bit through his natural talent was quite sufficient. The young bard contacts have recently confirmed the massing of a grand army built of Ferelden and Orlais standing forces to aid in the fight against the Darkspawn. If they reach Ferelden his own family is in danger, so packing his possessions and finishing his last job he's gone to see if he can aid this force in anyway.