I thought it would be fun to actually make up little roleplay stories about our characters, from a first person perspective. I'll be doing a qunari warrior soon, which has had me thinking about that lately (which is partly why I made that other topic about the merc band they were with and whether they led it or not). And I've started thinking about things in their backstory, and the things I thought about sounded interesting enough to post about. The qunari is female, figured I should say that in case you try to imagine any of this as you read it.
I've been using a sword since I was 5. Not even a child sized sword either, a full sized human sword that was nearly as big as I was, it seemed. I didn't want to be weak, I wanted to use the same swords as everyone else. I admit, that helped to make me very strong and skilled from a young age. I was basically using a greatsword in terms of how big it was to me, and that let me grow stronger much faster than most young warriors. It helped that my parents were both amazing fighters themselves, both quite capable at giving me excellent training. They didn't force me to become a merc or get strong, I pushed them to. They wanted me to live my own life, part of the reason they left the Qun. So they didn't force me to become a child soldier, I basically forced them to let me by throwing enough tantrums. Father was a Sten, someone who is the commander of their own units of soldiers (as I understand it). Mother was Ben-Hassrath, the "city guard" kind I guess (she said there were a lot of different types of her position, and her comparison to city guard was just the closest comparison she could think of to what she did). They, as said earlier, left the Qun largely thanks to me. They had met and started doing something the Qun doesn't really allow... Dating. Then they did more things the Qun doesn't allow... Having sex, with Qunari who's role was not for it. Then they did something really bad according to the Qun... Mother got pregnant. They wanted to keep me, but knew the Qun would either force her to abort me or would take me from them and give me to the Tamassrans, and they would be split up either way. And besides that they wanted me to be able to choose my own life, which the Qun would never allow. And what if I turned out to be a mage? Even worse. So they left together, and never looked back.
I've had some weird jobs as a merc. For example, I once f*cked a demon. Literally. Wasn't that bad to be honest, and she already kinda looked like a purple qunari. She even had horns. Not sure what was up with the golden nipple tassels though. As for the job that was requiring something like this, I had been taking a poison that is fatal to non-qunari and it eventually got so saturated in me that it was literally in my spit and other... Fluids. She was thought to be too strong to kill directly, so I came up with the idea of seducing her and having a good old fashion lesbian tumble without telling her that I was filled with poison. The plan worked. She got about 5 minutes into it before suddenly having a severe seizure and died. It took weeks for that poison to finally leave my body, had to stick to other qunari if I wanted sex during that time.
Fought this blood mage once, who used their blood magic to survive ridiculous injuries. I cut her freaking arm off, and she used her blood magic to somehow keep it from bleeding. Stabbed her through the lung, and she still kept fighting. Cut her sodding head off... She kept fighting. How? You know that trick Dorian can do? Yeah, she basically did that. She kept fighting for about a dozen seconds, and her spells seemingly didn't have a cooldown anymore. Would have killed me if she could hit a damn thing, but being headless meant she couldn't see or hear a thing. So she just starts nuking the whole area, and I just run like hell. I look back, and she finally keels over just as I turned my head.
Killed a high dragon once. Not because I was strong enough, it wasn' t until I joined the Inquisition that I finally felt confident enough to do that. We killed in a very underhanded fashion. I mean we fought it, but we were mere distraction. No, the real threat to it was on the large hill behind us. We had most of our mercs filling dozens of barrels with explosives, filled to the brim. We kept its attention by barely surviving, until they fired the flare to tell us that it was time to cut and run. We ran, and 50 barrels with lit fuses come rolling down the hill right towards to. I heard later that a village 10 miles away heard the explosion. When we came back to check after the boom, we found it. What was left of it, anyway. It was missing about a quarter of its body, like something had taken a drawing of a dragon and just tore a quarter of it off. It was missing 2 limbs, a wing, and a very large chunk of its body, all pretty much just erased from it. It helped that it was an ice dragon, meaning it was weak to fire. Let this be a lesson, traps and trickery can kill a dragon far easier than actually fighting it. Anyway, we weren't allowed to keep the resources from its corpse, the lord who hired us made it clear that all the resources of the kill were his for the keeping.
We also once killed an entire undead invasion with a lot of fire. Kinda like the Fallow Mire earlier, it was a lot of undead at the bottom of a lake that kept rising up and trying to kill everyone. We got the bright idea to have one of our mages set a massive grease spell over the entire lake, and then used a fire spell. It was spectacular. Something like 150 undead rose up out of the water, all yelling and charred to black. They were like that for about 20 seconds before they all started to basically melt. Then it wasn't so spectacular, because then the smell hit us by the point and... Ugh. Rotting fetid corpses numbering well over 100 all getting turned crispy at the same times makes a smell that makes you glad you didn't eat any food recently. And then a pride demon popped out of the water, guess he was the one who caused the undead. Didn't matter though. Thing is, the lake was still an inferno. So he died pretty quick too due to everything being on fire. And then the lake stayed on fire for 2 days afterward. In retrospect, I'm still not sure if that was a great plan or a terrible plan. Also, I think the lake only stopped being on fire because all the water ended up evaporated.
Yeah, my life has been weird. Getting a weird magic mark on my hand and walking out of the fade sounds like exactly the kind of weird sh!t that I would expect to happen to me.





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