Ready for the characterization-overkill?
Then meet
Lenya Mahariel:
She values very much who she is, and is proud to be Dalish...NEVER EVER call her an elf. Unless you want a knife on your throat, that's it.
Despite this, she always struggled to stay awake when Hahren Paivel told her stories of their people. She thinks he could make it more interesting at least, and rather read the story of her people for herself than to listen to him prattling.
Within her clan she was a troublemaker, a rebel who lived with the motto "rules are there to break" because she wanted that no one gets the idea to make her the next apprentice/keeper.
Her clan wanted her to train "the way of the bow" and that she becomes an archer, but she found that boring and was more fascinated of swords and daggers.
As she held the first dagger in her hand she was four years old. Where other children played hide and seek, she played with blades and trained.
The best present you can make her is a new, shiny sword.
She loves Ashalle dearly, but gets easily annoyed of her motherly side/finds that embarrassing.
She often played tricks on the elder, just to hear them exclaim in annoyance. Tamlen was her partner in crime and often covered her up.
Because of it she had to polish armor in Master Ilen's shop for one week once.
Tamlen is her best friend, but the thoughts of the elder to make him his bondmate churned her stomach. For her it would be like to marry a brother.
The other male elves were always too intimidated to make a move at the daughter of the keeper. And if one dared, she either laughed him off or was painfully oblivious. Her interest in romance was always underdeveloped anyway.
She loves her freedom and can't stand women who depend of a man to care for them.
She often left camp to wander around, enjoying the silence and the peaceful environment of nature.
She grew up learning to hate humans but since she got to know three years ago how her parents died, her hate had become really, really personal. More so City elves who are a disgrace to her kin in her eyes.
She loves to hunt, the game to run after the prey and then to catch it in the end. She also enjoys killing darkspawn, because in her eyes those bastards are responsible for her misery.
That is the main reason she is willing to do this suicide of a mission. She doesn't want those filthy creatures to win in the end.
She bit Duncan in the arms as she tried to escape from him to ran after her clan.
She is very practical thinking, if there is nothing to gain for her when helping someone, she won't.
Patience has never been her virtue.
She has a very sarcastic, dry humor --often delivered with a deadpanned expression.
Alistair soon became her best snark buddy...though she rather snarked
against him than
with him.

She hates lies. Never lie to her. It is a break of trust for her....and you don't want to see her pissed.
Believe me.

Since she has lost Tamlen she has issues to trust anyone, and suffers from heavy survivor guilt.
She hides her feelings behind a mask, in that way she wants to hinder anyone to be able to use her emotions against her.
She has a quirky side, gets excited over the little things in life and can genuinely enjoy them.
She only shows this side of her, if she feels comfortable enough with the people around her.
If you are able to gain her trust, you have it forever. Though this is hard, hard to achieve.
She is very passionate, emotional and devoted. For the people she loves, she would do anything – wander to the black city itself, if needed.
She is fascinated of magic and ask Morrigan sometimes if she can't flame a bush or something – just for amusement.
She feels a bond with Morrigan because the witch also lived away from the shem's world; in the nature.
Leliana's talk about shoes and hair freaked her out. She didn't see the sense in talking about such things. Shoes are shoes and hair is hair.
She gave Alistair the nickname 'puppy' because he was/is following her around like one in Ostagar. She hates how his 'sad puppy eyes' (

) look is able to manipulate her, though.
It is hard for her to admit that she feels comfortable around Alistair, because he is a human.
She slays darkspawn, dragons, ogres without to blink, but if a cat crosses her way she freaks out.
During their journey, she had developed an unholy love for cookies and cake, since she's snatched one of Sten's cookies.
She knows hundreds of herbal plants and can easily distinguish them from each other. She had secretly a herb garden back at her clan. Though she can't cook for the sake of her life.
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Well, I write a FF with her, so hence such many, many details.