Flashback Notifying the family - Father
Marian opens her eyes and looks over to her father and their gear is there. "What a bizarre dream!" She moves to wake her father up in the forest and stops as she stares down in awe and horror. On her pack next to their campfire is a folded set of fur armor with boots, bracers and two daggers.
"Father!" She grasps her father's arm in panic and shakes him awake while starting to strip off her shirt.
"Marian, What? Where is the danger?" Malcolm sits up quickly looking at his daughter who is frantically stripping her clothes off. His eyes widen in awe and panic when he sees her markings. "What Happened?" He looks at her arms and grabs his staff to look for mages. He can feel the magic surrounding them and looks on in horror at the ground at the glyphs that are under and warding their campsite.
"A woman claiming to be my guardian said I was to carry a vessel. Who would 'save us all'? And I'm to find my protectors." What does that mean? Am I going to be an abomination or give birth to one? She said her name was Ealisay. And I can turn into a wolf now! Papa! Why me? Who is coming back? Who is she? Why do I have symbols from the Templar and Seeker factions on me? Are you and Bethany going to be safe? Can they track me? Papa I'm scared." Marian rambles out. Malcolm just looks at her and the wards in an inquisitive fashion.
In a panic, while remembering the 'dream;' Marian starts to think about her 'wolf' form. As she starts to think about this form in the distance she can hear the sounds of the forest. Her father starts to talk to her but she can only focus on the forest.
She can hear the padding of feet of other wolves, the sounds of birds calling out to each other in the forest. She can feel the thrumming in her head and her heart beats faster. There is the sound of deer in the forest and the smells of smaller creatures such as rabbits and squirrels. As she begins to open her senses more she can feel her muscles change and she shifts into her wolf form. After her change she excitedly sets of a string of sounds trying to talk and it come across a mix of yips, barks, and growls.
"Marian!" she looks over her father is sitting on her bedroll completely flabbergasted and unable to even defend himself. "Marian? Can you hear me child?" a tentative question is asked with his hand held out in a placating way as one would a wild animal. She walks over and licks his hand and puts her head in his lap.
"Can you hear me? I can understand you." She stares into his eyes seeking and finding recognition.
"Can you change back? What did the woman look like? Was she a demon?" He raises an eyebrow in inquiry.
She unfurled and transformed back into her human form.
"Tell me exactly what she looked like." He commanded in an anxious tone.
Her eyes glaze over and she steps into a memory. He stares intently waiting for her description.
"She called herself Ealisay. She claimed to be my guardian." She had pure white robes and silver patterns and thread; that looked like the Revered Mother in the Chantry at Denerim. She had a golden tan like she lived by the ocean, but her skin glowed. She felt holy. My first thought was to go to the Chantry and start a confession. Her hair was pulled back into two braids on the back of her head. Her hair was a deep red color. She felt holy to me. When she touched me my skin tingled. I felt lighter, free, and happy. I do not believe she was a demon but she felt like magic like you and Bethany. Where she touched she left all of these markings from all different people." She recounted with awe still in her voice.
"She said she was my guardian. What does that mean? She said she was giving me a gift that could be a curse. I am to be a vessel for some lady. Am I going to be an abomination? I was given the form of the wolf for protection I think. When in my wolf form I can speak to people with my thoughts but only in the languages I know. But, I would understand what everyone is saying even not in languages I know." She looks at her father in question and a small amount of fear. "What does this all mean? Papa, I'm scared."
"Oh child, your mother is going to kill me. Well let's try and figure this out. It certainly looks like we will be asking the Dalish Keeper more questions." He reaches out to examine me with his magic with anxiety, love, fear, and hope all rolling and swirling in his eyes.
They spent the rest of the day experimenting in camp.