Full Name: Asala Kaaras (ah-SAH-lah kah-RAHS)
Titles/Nicknames: Saarebas, Beres-taar, Asala
Age: 21 (9:42)
Race: Qunari
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Class: Mage
Specialization: Force Mage
Hair Color: Alabaster White
Eye Color: Bright Gold
Height: 6'4"
Build: Slender
Appearance: It's not easy to mistake a Qunari for anything but. Asala is no different. She towers a good half a foot over the average human male and she's rarely met a non-Qunari taller than her. Despite that she's actually somewhat shorter than that of an average Qunari, though it's hard to tell unless standing side-by-side with the rest of her kin. Her height is further detracted by the slight hunch present in her shoulders, as if trying to make herself smaller and attempt to fit in better. She's also quite slender for a Qunari. She is in possession of a lithe frame, corded by strands of muscle bred by use and practice. She has strong abdominals, though this strength is well hidden.
Asala is very cold-natured, and has taken to wearing layers of loose fitting clothes and robes in all but the hottest and most tropical climates. The color of the garments do not matter, though she would prefer if they matched, but if not then it doesn't bother her too much. She has been taught function over form, and will use what she needs to-- though she does have moments of attempting to look her prettiest. Usually this translates into wearing colors that match her hair color and skin tone as well as practical application of vitaar.
The reason for the loose clothing, or rather bare considering the climate, are the pair of horns sprouting from the top of her head. While hornless Qunari do exist, Asala is assuredly not one. Hers rise from above her brow just below her hairline and sweep backward, so clothing is easier to slip on than some of the Qunari she's seen. She just has to be careful. A head full of alabaster white hair frames her face and hides the skin with the roots of her horns. A pair of slightly pointed ear can usually be found hiding beneath this mat, usually sporting golden hoops of some other form of jewelry. The hair is rather long, falling to about her waistline before tapering off. Braids sometimes accompany this waterfall, and she has a habit of braiding it when she's particularly bored.
Another staple of Qunari physiology is their bronze-hued skin color. Asala possesses a slightly lighter tone of ashen grey. It produces a rather striking visual when paired with her snow white hair and her brilliant gold eyes. Eyes that always seem to be flittering to and fro, never focusing on an individual's face for an extended period. Her eyes are angular in shape, matching up with the rest of her face. Her features are rather sharp, notable in her chin, though softened just before the point of cutting. A smallish nose sits in the middle of her face, with a pair of thick lips usually found nervously pursed, though they're no stranger to smiles and laughter. A youthful face, made even younger by the dusting of freckles across her cheeks.
9:42: The young woman's features have not changed over the past year. She is still as youthful in the face as she was when the Inquisition was first born. However, her mannerisms have changed. She has since become far more comfortable within the Inquisition than she was before, and she can be found more easily smiling, and the nervous shroud that used to always follow her only reappears when she is amongst strangers. Her hands have become sure of late, though through comfort or newfound confidence is not yet clear. Otherwise, she has not changed much... Healing and her specific method of defense do little to build muscle mass.
Titles/Nicknames: Saarebas, Beres-taar, Asala
Age: 21 (9:42)
Race: Qunari
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Class: Mage
Specialization: Force Mage
Hair Color: Alabaster White
Eye Color: Bright Gold
Height: 6'4"
Build: Slender
Appearance: It's not easy to mistake a Qunari for anything but. Asala is no different. She towers a good half a foot over the average human male and she's rarely met a non-Qunari taller than her. Despite that she's actually somewhat shorter than that of an average Qunari, though it's hard to tell unless standing side-by-side with the rest of her kin. Her height is further detracted by the slight hunch present in her shoulders, as if trying to make herself smaller and attempt to fit in better. She's also quite slender for a Qunari. She is in possession of a lithe frame, corded by strands of muscle bred by use and practice. She has strong abdominals, though this strength is well hidden.
Asala is very cold-natured, and has taken to wearing layers of loose fitting clothes and robes in all but the hottest and most tropical climates. The color of the garments do not matter, though she would prefer if they matched, but if not then it doesn't bother her too much. She has been taught function over form, and will use what she needs to-- though she does have moments of attempting to look her prettiest. Usually this translates into wearing colors that match her hair color and skin tone as well as practical application of vitaar.
The reason for the loose clothing, or rather bare considering the climate, are the pair of horns sprouting from the top of her head. While hornless Qunari do exist, Asala is assuredly not one. Hers rise from above her brow just below her hairline and sweep backward, so clothing is easier to slip on than some of the Qunari she's seen. She just has to be careful. A head full of alabaster white hair frames her face and hides the skin with the roots of her horns. A pair of slightly pointed ear can usually be found hiding beneath this mat, usually sporting golden hoops of some other form of jewelry. The hair is rather long, falling to about her waistline before tapering off. Braids sometimes accompany this waterfall, and she has a habit of braiding it when she's particularly bored.
Another staple of Qunari physiology is their bronze-hued skin color. Asala possesses a slightly lighter tone of ashen grey. It produces a rather striking visual when paired with her snow white hair and her brilliant gold eyes. Eyes that always seem to be flittering to and fro, never focusing on an individual's face for an extended period. Her eyes are angular in shape, matching up with the rest of her face. Her features are rather sharp, notable in her chin, though softened just before the point of cutting. A smallish nose sits in the middle of her face, with a pair of thick lips usually found nervously pursed, though they're no stranger to smiles and laughter. A youthful face, made even younger by the dusting of freckles across her cheeks.
9:42: The young woman's features have not changed over the past year. She is still as youthful in the face as she was when the Inquisition was first born. However, her mannerisms have changed. She has since become far more comfortable within the Inquisition than she was before, and she can be found more easily smiling, and the nervous shroud that used to always follow her only reappears when she is amongst strangers. Her hands have become sure of late, though through comfort or newfound confidence is not yet clear. Otherwise, she has not changed much... Healing and her specific method of defense do little to build muscle mass.
âUm, yes? Can I help you with anything.â
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Apparent Demeanor: Imposing, intimidating, disciplined, all words usually used to describe a Qunari. Asala is none of these unless accidentally. In reality Asala is a meek creature who's actually kind of shy amongst strangers. She's quiet and will usually only speak when spoken to or if her opinion is asked upon an important matter. She's not the type to simply walk into a room and instantly command it with a booming voice and proud swagger. It's much more likely that she'd slink into the room and linger on the wall near the door or in a corner somewhere. Attention tends to get her flustered, and she hates standing out in a crowd. Unfortunately, that's entire far too common for her liking thanks to her height and the pair of horns sprouting from the top of her head.
It's not to say she's antisocial. In fact, she loves people. She just doesn't like to be the subject of their attention-- unless those people are her friends. She enjoys being around others, and loves listening to other people talk, particularly about the the stories of their past. In an odd twist for an introvert, she loathes to feel alone. She's much more comfortable if she knows that there is someone nearby that she can find if need be. She's also rather useless by herself, as she tends to second guess herself and with no one's word to go on becomes unsure of what she should do with herself. She's not the type of person who would make a great leader, but she is the type of person a great leader wants behind them.
Through the layers of shyness and underneath that shell is a very sweet and kind girl. Asala is very earnest in all that she does, and never once does she ever have a bad word to say about anyone. She's genuine in her emotions, she she can very rarely hide them if at all. Everything she feels writes itself clearly on her face, and she's terrible at lying-- so much so that she's all but given up on trying. She absolutely adores the people she feels she can trust and loyal to them to a near fault. To her friends, she's far more open, and far more talkative and can actually crack a joke or two. That being said, it's usually an absolutely horrid joke that no one but her laughs at, but it's a start. It takes a while to get her to that point however, Her trust is bred and cultivated, not given to anyone on a whim. But you'll know when you earn it.
Naivety and innocence betray her age. She is still young and inexperienced and why the world can't just all try to get along bewilders her. Why fight and argue the whole time when talking and getting along is so much easier and safer? She's also amusingly literal, having spent half of her life in the Qun, and the other half in the care of Tamassran. However, a youthful optimism comes with it. She hopes for the best and wishes that at the very end everything will turn out just fine. And despite it all, there's an uncommon strength of character lying underneath. If she feels that something needs to be done, then her soft hands can summon a firm grip. It's best characterized in her bedside manner. She speaks reassuringly and softly, but with a firmness. All she wishes if for the well-being of everyone, and though she may be afraid to voice her concerns, she will still try.
9:42: It took a long enough time, but Asala is finally comfortable enough around a number of the Inquisition that they can finally see the real Asala beneath the shell. She has demonstrated moments of silliness and on more than one occasion been embarrassed by a sudden bout of ignorance, though the blush to her cheeks no longer last as long as they used to. She laughs easier and smiles more openly now that she has friends among the Inquisition she believes that she can trust implicitly.
She remains the kind, sweet young lady, but loss has... not hardened, that's not the correct word. There is still nothing hard about Asala, but strengthened her and pushes her to see that that loss never returns. She's obtained a curious streak and a desire to improve, particularly from Cyrus, and spends her free moments reading and studying, eagerly learning what she couldn't in her little piece of Thedas, away from everything else. As in everything, Asala remains earnest in everything she does, and a certain confidence is beginning to seep into her previously shaky hands.
Hangups/Quirks: Asala is a shy creature until she can reach a point where she can call you a friend. Until then, she's rather hesitant to speak, and would rather not stand out in a crowd. Hard to do as a Qunari, but she tries. She's also rather skittish, and certain things will never cease to frighten her. She hates spiders, for instance. More seriously, deep inside she's afraid of the potential of her magic. Perhaps the most striking, Asala is technically a pacifist. Technically, because sometimes one just has to defend themselves. But she never goes for the killing blow, instead trying to disarm or momentarily disable. While a broken leg still hurts, it leaves both parties still alive.
Strengths: Were she born in a Circle, Asala would best be described as a prodigy. She demonstrates a natural knack for magic and displays an uncommon potential. Despite being so young, she's able to manipulate her magic on par with an enchanter even without ever knowing what a Harrowing is. This does not mean she's most commonly seen with fire in one hand and ice in the other. Quite the contrary, she focuses less on the offensive magics and more on those that would help her to protect those who need it most. She's a proficient healer, able to ease and exercise most wounds given the time and effort.
However, it's better if there were no wounds for her to cure and toward that end she's become adept in the ability to create and summon magical barriers and arcane shields. So much so that she's even able to wield these shields in an offensive manner. There also hides a greater than average strength in her arms, and it's a bit surprising to see it first hand. She also has a certain strength of character. She is very genuine, and it's hard to not like her. She's willing to help and protect nearly anyone, and though maybe a little bit afraid to, will always voice what she believes is right.
9:42: Asala's learned that there's always room to improve, and she continues to seek to refine and add to her magical repertoire, with Cyrus's help of course. Slowly she is learning how to experiment with her particular brand of magic.
Weaknesses: Despite her potential, she has never been formally trained. A majority of what she knows has been self taught, though some apostates have also had a hand in shaping her studies. She's best described as a hedge-mage because of it, and her skill set doesn't necessarily line up with the Circles more defined definitions. She's also shy, as been stated before, and so it takes some effort to get her to open up. It's not easy to earn her trust. It needs to be built over time and cultivated, it's not given on a whim. One must earn her trust and the right to be called friend.
Fears: Asala is afraid of her own power. She's heard stories of mages going mad with such power or becoming possessed. Because of her potential, the potential for her to get possessed is also heightened, something's that's been made clear to her. She fears losing herself and going on a rampage and hurting her friends.
It's not to say she's antisocial. In fact, she loves people. She just doesn't like to be the subject of their attention-- unless those people are her friends. She enjoys being around others, and loves listening to other people talk, particularly about the the stories of their past. In an odd twist for an introvert, she loathes to feel alone. She's much more comfortable if she knows that there is someone nearby that she can find if need be. She's also rather useless by herself, as she tends to second guess herself and with no one's word to go on becomes unsure of what she should do with herself. She's not the type of person who would make a great leader, but she is the type of person a great leader wants behind them.
Through the layers of shyness and underneath that shell is a very sweet and kind girl. Asala is very earnest in all that she does, and never once does she ever have a bad word to say about anyone. She's genuine in her emotions, she she can very rarely hide them if at all. Everything she feels writes itself clearly on her face, and she's terrible at lying-- so much so that she's all but given up on trying. She absolutely adores the people she feels she can trust and loyal to them to a near fault. To her friends, she's far more open, and far more talkative and can actually crack a joke or two. That being said, it's usually an absolutely horrid joke that no one but her laughs at, but it's a start. It takes a while to get her to that point however, Her trust is bred and cultivated, not given to anyone on a whim. But you'll know when you earn it.
Naivety and innocence betray her age. She is still young and inexperienced and why the world can't just all try to get along bewilders her. Why fight and argue the whole time when talking and getting along is so much easier and safer? She's also amusingly literal, having spent half of her life in the Qun, and the other half in the care of Tamassran. However, a youthful optimism comes with it. She hopes for the best and wishes that at the very end everything will turn out just fine. And despite it all, there's an uncommon strength of character lying underneath. If she feels that something needs to be done, then her soft hands can summon a firm grip. It's best characterized in her bedside manner. She speaks reassuringly and softly, but with a firmness. All she wishes if for the well-being of everyone, and though she may be afraid to voice her concerns, she will still try.
9:42: It took a long enough time, but Asala is finally comfortable enough around a number of the Inquisition that they can finally see the real Asala beneath the shell. She has demonstrated moments of silliness and on more than one occasion been embarrassed by a sudden bout of ignorance, though the blush to her cheeks no longer last as long as they used to. She laughs easier and smiles more openly now that she has friends among the Inquisition she believes that she can trust implicitly.
She remains the kind, sweet young lady, but loss has... not hardened, that's not the correct word. There is still nothing hard about Asala, but strengthened her and pushes her to see that that loss never returns. She's obtained a curious streak and a desire to improve, particularly from Cyrus, and spends her free moments reading and studying, eagerly learning what she couldn't in her little piece of Thedas, away from everything else. As in everything, Asala remains earnest in everything she does, and a certain confidence is beginning to seep into her previously shaky hands.
Hangups/Quirks: Asala is a shy creature until she can reach a point where she can call you a friend. Until then, she's rather hesitant to speak, and would rather not stand out in a crowd. Hard to do as a Qunari, but she tries. She's also rather skittish, and certain things will never cease to frighten her. She hates spiders, for instance. More seriously, deep inside she's afraid of the potential of her magic. Perhaps the most striking, Asala is technically a pacifist. Technically, because sometimes one just has to defend themselves. But she never goes for the killing blow, instead trying to disarm or momentarily disable. While a broken leg still hurts, it leaves both parties still alive.
Strengths: Were she born in a Circle, Asala would best be described as a prodigy. She demonstrates a natural knack for magic and displays an uncommon potential. Despite being so young, she's able to manipulate her magic on par with an enchanter even without ever knowing what a Harrowing is. This does not mean she's most commonly seen with fire in one hand and ice in the other. Quite the contrary, she focuses less on the offensive magics and more on those that would help her to protect those who need it most. She's a proficient healer, able to ease and exercise most wounds given the time and effort.
However, it's better if there were no wounds for her to cure and toward that end she's become adept in the ability to create and summon magical barriers and arcane shields. So much so that she's even able to wield these shields in an offensive manner. There also hides a greater than average strength in her arms, and it's a bit surprising to see it first hand. She also has a certain strength of character. She is very genuine, and it's hard to not like her. She's willing to help and protect nearly anyone, and though maybe a little bit afraid to, will always voice what she believes is right.
9:42: Asala's learned that there's always room to improve, and she continues to seek to refine and add to her magical repertoire, with Cyrus's help of course. Slowly she is learning how to experiment with her particular brand of magic.
Weaknesses: Despite her potential, she has never been formally trained. A majority of what she knows has been self taught, though some apostates have also had a hand in shaping her studies. She's best described as a hedge-mage because of it, and her skill set doesn't necessarily line up with the Circles more defined definitions. She's also shy, as been stated before, and so it takes some effort to get her to open up. It's not easy to earn her trust. It needs to be built over time and cultivated, it's not given on a whim. One must earn her trust and the right to be called friend.
Fears: Asala is afraid of her own power. She's heard stories of mages going mad with such power or becoming possessed. Because of her potential, the potential for her to get possessed is also heightened, something's that's been made clear to her. She fears losing herself and going on a rampage and hurting her friends.
âI can mend broken bones and stitch flesh back together,
but I can not piece together a broken heart. I can
listen, however. If you wish to speak.â
but I can not piece together a broken heart. I can
listen, however. If you wish to speak.â
Strength: XXXXXx | ââââââ | [6/10]
Dexterity:XXXXX | âââ | [3/10]
Intelligence: XXX | ââââââââ | [8/10]
Cunning: XXXXXX | ââ | [2/10]
Wisdom: XXXXXX | âââââââ | [7/10]
Magic: XXXXXXXX | âââââââââ | [9/10]
Willpower: XXXX | ââââââââ | [8/10]
Constitution: XXX | âââââ | [5/10]
Weapon of Choice: Though it's less a weapon and more a focusing mechanism, Asala wields a staff typical of the mages. On the exterior it looks like a piece of driftwood with the tip charred, and could easily pass for a walking stick. A focusing crystal however is hidden within the tip, with only the top edge visible. It helps for her to pass as "not-a-mage" though it doesn't really matter any more.
Fighting Style/Training: Asala is what her Tamassran termed a beres-taar, a shield in Qunlat. The closest specification the Circle has is the Force Mage. Instead of using her powers to summon bolts of lightning or streams of hellfire, she uses it to form barriers and shields. She can use these shields to protect herself or others within a bubble or behind a wall of energy, or summon small ones to fend off individual blows or projectiles. Shields can be used for more than defense, however, and if given a good enough vantage point Asala can control the battlefield with her shields, funneling enemies where she wants them or create killing fields for her allies. This predictably takes the most energy, especially if the fight is prolonged. If her needs demand it, she can also forcefully use these shields to smash an opponent against the ground or between two of them, or simply hit them with an edge for blunt force trauma. She also has healing spells if necessary.
Dexterity:XXXXX | âââ | [3/10]
Intelligence: XXX | ââââââââ | [8/10]
Cunning: XXXXXX | ââ | [2/10]
Wisdom: XXXXXX | âââââââ | [7/10]
Magic: XXXXXXXX | âââââââââ | [9/10]
Willpower: XXXX | ââââââââ | [8/10]
Constitution: XXX | âââââ | [5/10]
Weapon of Choice: Though it's less a weapon and more a focusing mechanism, Asala wields a staff typical of the mages. On the exterior it looks like a piece of driftwood with the tip charred, and could easily pass for a walking stick. A focusing crystal however is hidden within the tip, with only the top edge visible. It helps for her to pass as "not-a-mage" though it doesn't really matter any more.
Fighting Style/Training: Asala is what her Tamassran termed a beres-taar, a shield in Qunlat. The closest specification the Circle has is the Force Mage. Instead of using her powers to summon bolts of lightning or streams of hellfire, she uses it to form barriers and shields. She can use these shields to protect herself or others within a bubble or behind a wall of energy, or summon small ones to fend off individual blows or projectiles. Shields can be used for more than defense, however, and if given a good enough vantage point Asala can control the battlefield with her shields, funneling enemies where she wants them or create killing fields for her allies. This predictably takes the most energy, especially if the fight is prolonged. If her needs demand it, she can also forcefully use these shields to smash an opponent against the ground or between two of them, or simply hit them with an edge for blunt force trauma. She also has healing spells if necessary.
âThe Qunari would call me saarebas. I am not a dangerous thing.
I am Asala Kaaras, beres-taar.
I am a shield.â
I am Asala Kaaras, beres-taar.
I am a shield.â
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Place of Birth: Par Vollen
Social Status/Rank: Apostate and Tal-vashoth.
History: Asala Kaaras. This is not the name that she was born with under the Qun, but one she's come to adopt. Not so long ago, Asala was born into the hands of a Tamassran in the heart of Qunari nation of Par Vollen. She never knew who her biological parents were, as in the Qun the father's role ends at conception, and the mother's at birth. For all intents and purposes, Asala's entire family was the Tamassran and the other children she raised. Asala knew nothing of her parents aside from their roles. Her Tamassran, or Tammy as her children called her, told her that her father was a priest under the Ariqun and her mother another Tamassran and that is the extent of her knowledge of her parents.
For Asala and the other imekari, Tammy was warm, loving, and encouraging. She was young and Asala's group was the first group she raised. Despite the circumstances, Asala had a childhood just as any other child, she made friends, most notably another child who'd later take the name Meraad. He was everything she was not. Even as a child, Asala was the smaller and meeker one of her group. He was brave, excitably, eager to adventure, and though he might've not known it, Asala looked up to him.
Tammy taught her everything she needed to know in order to live under the Qun, and she waited for the day she would come of age and would be assigned her own role. However, fate had other plans. Somewhere in her ninth year Asala manifested magical abilities. It happened suddenly, and Asala has no real memory of what exactly happened, having fainted from the sudden surge of stress, but what she does remember is what happened when she awoke. Tammy sat beside her alone in a darkened room, sadness and disappointment written into her face. Whatever her role might've been, it was since lost. Asala was a saarebas. A mage, in Qunari society. She would chained and collared, her horns cut and her lips sewn shut. It terrified Asala, and she burst into tears, hugging Tammy as the woman sat there. She said nothing and simply left the room. The next few days Asala spent hugging her knees and crying.
The next time it opened, it was late, the only thoughts Asala had was fear of the chains and collar. There were no chains however, only Tammy and Meraad. It turned out, not so long after her own powers manifested, Meraad did as well. Not able to cope with the thought of losing two of her children, Tammy smuggled both saarebas and herself out of Par Vollen and away from the Qun, both becoming Tal-Vashoth in the process. They did not take flight from their home without a plan. In her role as a Tamassran, Tammy had heard rumors of a commune of Tal-Vashoth on the coast of Rivian. As it turns out, the rumors proved true, and they approached the commune tired, dirty, and hungry, but alive.
Eventually, they soon settled into their new lives. Tammy resumed teaching the children of the commune, Meraad, faced with the freedom to choose, bounced around various apprenticeships, while Asala became the apprentice of an herbalist. It was under this apprenticeship that Asala learned how to ease wounds, mix herbs, and apply poultices. However, they were left on their own to practice and hone their magical ability, as the mage could teach nothing about magic She found her own ways instead and it was during this time that Asala displayed her natural talent for magic, soon developing how to heal, and then her own form of magic, utilizing barriers and shields to protect and defend rather than attack and kill. It was for this reason the commune had given her the title Beres-taar, a shield in Qunlat.
Years were spent in the manner, both children growing into young adults, until the Mage-Templar war broke out. With the Circles broken, mages were now free in Thedas. Though Asala was reluctant to take leave from the comfortable familiarity of the commune, she and Meraad were worried that their new home would soon be engulfed by the chaos, not to mention both were interested in developing their skills with the Circle mages. Without him, she doubts that she would've ever sought these mages out by herself. Their paths inevitably led them to meeting some of the apostates.
Word of the mage and templar summit in the Temple of Sacred Ashes passed through the apostate camps, and invested in it's outcome, Asala set off alone to be nearby when it reached it's conclusion.
Social Status/Rank: Apostate and Tal-vashoth.
History: Asala Kaaras. This is not the name that she was born with under the Qun, but one she's come to adopt. Not so long ago, Asala was born into the hands of a Tamassran in the heart of Qunari nation of Par Vollen. She never knew who her biological parents were, as in the Qun the father's role ends at conception, and the mother's at birth. For all intents and purposes, Asala's entire family was the Tamassran and the other children she raised. Asala knew nothing of her parents aside from their roles. Her Tamassran, or Tammy as her children called her, told her that her father was a priest under the Ariqun and her mother another Tamassran and that is the extent of her knowledge of her parents.
For Asala and the other imekari, Tammy was warm, loving, and encouraging. She was young and Asala's group was the first group she raised. Despite the circumstances, Asala had a childhood just as any other child, she made friends, most notably another child who'd later take the name Meraad. He was everything she was not. Even as a child, Asala was the smaller and meeker one of her group. He was brave, excitably, eager to adventure, and though he might've not known it, Asala looked up to him.
Tammy taught her everything she needed to know in order to live under the Qun, and she waited for the day she would come of age and would be assigned her own role. However, fate had other plans. Somewhere in her ninth year Asala manifested magical abilities. It happened suddenly, and Asala has no real memory of what exactly happened, having fainted from the sudden surge of stress, but what she does remember is what happened when she awoke. Tammy sat beside her alone in a darkened room, sadness and disappointment written into her face. Whatever her role might've been, it was since lost. Asala was a saarebas. A mage, in Qunari society. She would chained and collared, her horns cut and her lips sewn shut. It terrified Asala, and she burst into tears, hugging Tammy as the woman sat there. She said nothing and simply left the room. The next few days Asala spent hugging her knees and crying.
The next time it opened, it was late, the only thoughts Asala had was fear of the chains and collar. There were no chains however, only Tammy and Meraad. It turned out, not so long after her own powers manifested, Meraad did as well. Not able to cope with the thought of losing two of her children, Tammy smuggled both saarebas and herself out of Par Vollen and away from the Qun, both becoming Tal-Vashoth in the process. They did not take flight from their home without a plan. In her role as a Tamassran, Tammy had heard rumors of a commune of Tal-Vashoth on the coast of Rivian. As it turns out, the rumors proved true, and they approached the commune tired, dirty, and hungry, but alive.
Eventually, they soon settled into their new lives. Tammy resumed teaching the children of the commune, Meraad, faced with the freedom to choose, bounced around various apprenticeships, while Asala became the apprentice of an herbalist. It was under this apprenticeship that Asala learned how to ease wounds, mix herbs, and apply poultices. However, they were left on their own to practice and hone their magical ability, as the mage could teach nothing about magic She found her own ways instead and it was during this time that Asala displayed her natural talent for magic, soon developing how to heal, and then her own form of magic, utilizing barriers and shields to protect and defend rather than attack and kill. It was for this reason the commune had given her the title Beres-taar, a shield in Qunlat.
Years were spent in the manner, both children growing into young adults, until the Mage-Templar war broke out. With the Circles broken, mages were now free in Thedas. Though Asala was reluctant to take leave from the comfortable familiarity of the commune, she and Meraad were worried that their new home would soon be engulfed by the chaos, not to mention both were interested in developing their skills with the Circle mages. Without him, she doubts that she would've ever sought these mages out by herself. Their paths inevitably led them to meeting some of the apostates.
Word of the mage and templar summit in the Temple of Sacred Ashes passed through the apostate camps, and invested in it's outcome, Asala set off alone to be nearby when it reached it's conclusion.
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Her tutor, and the times in which she doesn't see him as such, a friend. Having spent most of her life figuring out her magic on her own, she is grateful to have someone as knowledgeable and intelligent as he watching over her learning. She accepts his eccentricities and strangeness easily and doesn't judge the man for them-- he has proven himself to her enough. She trusts him, but that should go without saying. She... does have a tendency to worry about him, when something in particular catches his eye. He does enjoy his work to the exclusion of food and sleep.
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Lady Marceline, she still does not know much of the woman and their paths rarely ever cross. She has a feeling that the woman's station sits higher than her own, and she quite honestly intimidates her. From what the others have said about her, she is apparently a shrewd woman whom desires results. A driven individual, from what she understands-- and to be honest, the thought of her sort of frightens her. At least she is on their side.
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A rather large man whose size belies the gentle man whom she'd seen. Outside of battle, however. In battle he still frightens her a bit, and she tends to stay well out of his face-- though even there she keeps an eye on him in case he would need a quick barrier on his flank. Outside of it he is far different. Unfailingly polite, proper, and even at times awkward-- much like her in a sense. If she had not seen it herself, she would not believe that they were two sides of the same man. Still, she likes him, and though at times he has a tendency to be firm, she believe he has hers, and the rest of the Inqusition's, best interests in mind. Still, she worries for the man. She has noticed the shakes in his hands and how tired he seems at times. However, she believes and trusts in the man, and if something was well and truly wrong, he would come to her.
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Their vibrant pirate captain. Asala is captivated by Zahra's bravery and outgoing nature. Just watching and listening to the woman act and speak makes her wish she could be as outgoing as she was. She's adventurous, brave, and shameless in the ways that she wish she could be. Alas, it is not that easy, and so she lives vicariously through the woman. She answers the questions and quips she has, and though she doesn't always understand, likes the jokes she sometimes tells her. She enjoys the woman's friendship, and though sad, is glad that they can share their connection with Meraad and Aslan. She was grateful Zahra was there so that they could put their souls to rest together.
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The elf warrior does tend to enjoy teasing her, a fact that is not lost on her. But she is also able to get him back for it, considering she is usually the one in charge of healing the irregulars. No bruise is safe from Asala's adorable wrath. Still, she was surprised to hear that another... being also inhabits Vesryn's head. She is thankful that he trusts her enough to tell her about Saraya, though admittedly he doesn't quite understand it completely. Though, she believes he is a good person at heart, he is still somewhat of a mystery to Asala, and him revealing Saraya only made her realize how much she doesn't know about the man-- it's something she would like to rectify-- though it will be up to him to choose to divulge any more information about himself.
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Khari is a bright and energetic woman, much like their pirate friend, though... different. She admires the woman's enthusiasm for everything and the way she puts her everything in everything that she does. Even the teases. Especially the teases. She's learned to best act like she understand Khari at times to avoid them, though she doubts the strategy actually works. Still, she likes the woman and considers her a friend
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âTammy always told me, 'Asala. The world possesses many swords.
But not enough shields to protect against them.
Be the shield that protects, and not the sword that harms.'
I try, but I fear it may not be enough.â
But not enough shields to protect against them.
Be the shield that protects, and not the sword that harms.'
I try, but I fear it may not be enough.â
