#ruby's ocs

Kasaar was born to Tal-Vashoth parents who fled the Qun and met an untimely end, leaving her to the fate of far too many orphans in Antiva; bought and sold into the Antivan Crows. An unusual fate for a vashoth Qunari perhaps, as the Crows are known to prefer elves and humans for their nimbler statures and ability to blend in. But one Guildmaster took a chance on the fledgling and put Kasaar through her paces. A harsh upbringing, growing up in even more cramped and confining quarters than her elven or human peers, many of whom she would be forced to kill to advance.

As with many of their fledglings, the harsh upbringing soon made her into a harsh woman with no qualms on killing or doing what needed to be done. But while many of the Crows put on a charming and alluring facade to sedcue their targets, Kasaar found no use for such trivialities. She is blunt and rude and impersonal, taking little enjoyment in her gilded cage or the supposed "luxuries" that accompany it.

The Guildmaster who recruited Kasaar had named her "Dangerous Weapon" after all, mocking the tongue she had never learned to speak, yet another opportunity that was ripped away from her. She was just a tool, and this was her purpose now. This mindset barred her from being assigned more "sociable" or extravagant contracts - theivery and espionage - but served to hone her talents in the art of death. Indeed she would become a very skilled rogue, with a penchant for turning the playing field against her targets like a proper saboteur.

As for her design, I wanted to go for a warmer tone to make her more visually distinct from my other qunari OCs. (with both Turnys and Ilmanith having very cool-toned skin) So I kinda used "Sten Of The Beresaad" mod for DAO as a frame of reference for her colour palette; bronze skin, purple-ish eyes. She also has heterochromia, with her right eye being more silver than the other one. It's kind of hidden but Kasaar is also very heavily scarred all over her body, slash and whip marks that she sustained during her trainings, and several gashes along her face from a job that went bad. She wears her hair to cover them, a little bit ashamed at her own sloppiness but also because she thinks it looks cool when it blows in the wind (it does). Oh yeah and my first time making a qunari OC with the "canon" silver hair colour, happy with it! And I gave her the really big curling horns even though they're the least sleek or "stealthy" looking, I'd wanted to give them to my other qunari Rook (bc I read a cool headcanon about Qunari Grey Warden horns gradually looking more like ogre horns as the years go on) but it ended up not being her vibe.

Rook: You're still dead!

Varric: Yeah... Huh, sorry about that, kid.

Rook: You know, I think I knew the truth, deep down... But I couldn't face it.

Varric: Why not?

Rook: Because it would mean admitting that I let you die!

Varric: Shit, didn't you learn anything from this place? I made the choice! To talk to him, to try to reach him. Even knowing the risks, because he was my friend. My decision, my sacrifice. And you don't get to take that from me.