#theramina

The Arishok wakes, somewhat shellshocked, back in the Fade next to a familiar lake shore. But the air is dead and the campfire is dead and his men are surely very very very dead—

—and next to the fire is his a crabby little dwarf failing miserably to start the flames back up. Visible, audible, sensible—but intangible. Also absolutely unchanged from the moment of her death.

Anyway, they go on walkabout for a long time, until Stenshok eventually does regain consciousness and Mina finds a more solid form: the Qunari whose faith has turned upon him, the ghost of a Warden returned through multiple impossibilities.

Paloma

- Her grandfather was a city elf who made it out of the alienage to find the Lavellan Clan. Those who still remember the old coot tell her she’s a lot like fiery old Arne Venbasir.- Can float, but can’t swim. Desert clan lah, ok. Cut her some slack.

Natia

- Able to sing only one song with any level of skill her entire life. (You know the one.)- The uukluk instructors on Seheron make a point for cocky young recruits to go one round against her in the training ring. Most of them end up with their pants around their knees and extremely bruised pride. A few have stood her shots of maraas-lok when they’re back from missions. (Good ones, those survivors. Too precious few of them.)

Theramina