Living Hell

Name: Ciel Tabris

Race: city elf

Class: rogue

Personality: broken, emotionless, cold-hearted, mean, weak

Hair: long, blonde, straight, keeps it in her eyes.

Eyes: sometimes a beautiful clear blue and sometimes a lovely light green.

Weapons: dual blades that belonged to her mother, also a bow and arrow that belonged to her father.

Clothing: after getting requited into the grey wardens she wears a pair of shorts

Her Romance: Dillan Cousland

Race: human, noble

Class: warrior

Personality: violent, kind, fierce, kind hearted.

Hair: black, curly, cut semi short

Eyes: honey brown

Weapons: sword and shield that belonged to his father

Clothing: scale armor

Prologue:

Ciel was young when her parents and herself were kidnapped from their home in the Denerim alienage. She was forced into a cramped carriage where several other elves were tied up like she was. Upon arriving they were sent to little homes where they would home ten to twenty elves. Ciel was lucky and was able to stay her mom and dad until after a year. Then that's when the Tevinter started noticing Ciel's beauty and they wanted to increase so they did horrible experiments to her where everything about her was changed to become even more beautiful. The only that wasn't changed was her ears that marked her as elven. After all the experiments she couldn't id anymore, they raped and beat her every day. Up to six men at a time and soon she got pregnant at the age of fourteen. When they found out they wanted to do a ritual on her to kill the baby for their magic. Of course she refused and they got so angry that they killed her parents and forced her to give up the baby. After that she stopped caring about life and herself. Her fighting ceased and her eyes become black hollows orbs that said she no longer felt. Her life became worse, the blood mages started killing the weak by sacrificing their bodies. Children, adults, teenagers alike murdered right in front of her and there was nothing she could do about. This knowing fact tore her apart more than the death of her parents and her baby. Nobody could reach her now, not even the maker with whom she used to pray on every day. She stopped believing a long time ago. After several years, when she turned seventeen she was rescued by the Templars and sent to her old home in the Alienage. She barely batted an eye, even after being rescued she refuses to let herself believe life will get better. She lives in the Alienage for a couple of months before a Grey Warden comes and sees her taking out some bandits. He asks her if she would like to join and she agrees to come. Still she refuses to let herself talk or let herself feel something.

And here's where her journey begins. . .