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Character: Marian Hawke
Series: Dragon Age II
Character Age: 28-30
Job: Champion of Camp
Canon: Change is coming. Chaos has spread throughout the land and Thedas is on the brink of war. To find out the truth behind the catalyst, a Chantry Seeker kidnaps a dwarf named Varric to interrogate him on the story of his friend, and the one said to have started it all; a Fereldan refugee by the name of Hawke. Hailing from the quaint farming village, Hawke rose from Zero to Hero by immigrating to the city of Kirkwall to escape the Blight; an invasion of creatures known as Darkspawn. There she garnered fame and fortune throughout the decade until she finally became the Champion of Kirkwall.
There are many ways to describe Hawke; she can be diplomatic, she can be aggressive, she can also be sarcastic with an eccentric/bad sense of humor that few would appreciate. At her core, Hawke is the type of person who takes her duty as the head of her family seriously and will do whatever it takes to survive and protect her friends and family. Courageous and charismatic, she draws people to her and has a knack for finding trouble even when she isn’t necessarily looking for it. However, despite how she playfully sasses the requester or sighs dramatically about how it seems as if she has to solve everyone’s problems, she still tackles whatever quest that’s thrown her way head on and gets the job done. Whether it be rescuing the viscount’s son, attempting to exorcise demonic abominations or even helping a romantically-challenged friend find love.
Sample Entry:
Does it feel rather dead around here or is it just me?
Oh, don’t mind me. I simply felt like it needed to be said. But what a very curious place this is, considering all those people that look suspiciously like the undead frolicking about the farmlands mumbling about brains. However, if you aren’t worried then I suppose there’s no reason I should be! Although I do have to say that you are quite...unique yourself, seeing as you are not exactly human, yet you oddly seem to understand what I’m saying. That is, if the gestures you make are any indication. Either Lady Sayre has a commendable sense of humor, or you must be very accomplished for a monkey if you were made her aide.
Now that that’s out of the way, can you explain to me exactly what being the “Champion of Camp” entails? Oh, don’t give me that look! I might have been the Champion of Kirkwall, but what applies there might not necessarily apply here. Admittedly, not getting into trouble for once would be a pleasant change, but I doubt I would be lucky enough that my new job would lack in excitement. So what is it? Would I have to duel the demon in the water tower? Save a little boy from a well? Perhaps the Lady Director wishes for me to find her missing betrothed? All of the above? ...nothing of real substance? Well then, I suppose it’s no different from my old job after all! Just point me to the nearest disgruntled villager and I’ll see what random errand I can find!
Although...if the Lady Sayre doesn’t mind, perhaps I could use this lack of substance in my job here as chance to take a vacation. Now a farm in the middle of nowhere is hardly what I would call my ideal getaway, but I suppose it will have to do. In a way, being here does give me a nice sense of nostalgia and brings me back to all those delightful family moments on the fields of home when father would scold me for using magic to set my pesky little brother’s pants on fire. Surely there won’t be a full scale war erupting here while I’m trying to relax and attempt to smell the flowers and enjoy the sunshine. But oh, who am I kidding? I doubt I would be able to idly sit around for more than a few hours before one of those villagers fumbling in the corner comes to me to ask for help in finding their missing limbs. Or maybe one of them will come over to say that their unfortunate skin disease is actually the result of the curse of some crazy mage and they want me to help them lift it.
Hopefully there will be a dragon involved... if I can count on my luck!
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Series: Dragon Age II
Character Age: 28-30
Job: Champion of Camp
Canon: Change is coming. Chaos has spread throughout the land and Thedas is on the brink of war. To find out the truth behind the catalyst, a Chantry Seeker kidnaps a dwarf named Varric to interrogate him on the story of his friend, and the one said to have started it all; a Fereldan refugee by the name of Hawke. Hailing from the quaint farming village, Hawke rose from Zero to Hero by immigrating to the city of Kirkwall to escape the Blight; an invasion of creatures known as Darkspawn. There she garnered fame and fortune throughout the decade until she finally became the Champion of Kirkwall.
There are many ways to describe Hawke; she can be diplomatic, she can be aggressive, she can also be sarcastic with an eccentric/bad sense of humor that few would appreciate. At her core, Hawke is the type of person who takes her duty as the head of her family seriously and will do whatever it takes to survive and protect her friends and family. Courageous and charismatic, she draws people to her and has a knack for finding trouble even when she isn’t necessarily looking for it. However, despite how she playfully sasses the requester or sighs dramatically about how it seems as if she has to solve everyone’s problems, she still tackles whatever quest that’s thrown her way head on and gets the job done. Whether it be rescuing the viscount’s son, attempting to exorcise demonic abominations or even helping a romantically-challenged friend find love.
Sample Entry:
Does it feel rather dead around here or is it just me?
Oh, don’t mind me. I simply felt like it needed to be said. But what a very curious place this is, considering all those people that look suspiciously like the undead frolicking about the farmlands mumbling about brains. However, if you aren’t worried then I suppose there’s no reason I should be! Although I do have to say that you are quite...unique yourself, seeing as you are not exactly human, yet you oddly seem to understand what I’m saying. That is, if the gestures you make are any indication. Either Lady Sayre has a commendable sense of humor, or you must be very accomplished for a monkey if you were made her aide.
Now that that’s out of the way, can you explain to me exactly what being the “Champion of Camp” entails? Oh, don’t give me that look! I might have been the Champion of Kirkwall, but what applies there might not necessarily apply here. Admittedly, not getting into trouble for once would be a pleasant change, but I doubt I would be lucky enough that my new job would lack in excitement. So what is it? Would I have to duel the demon in the water tower? Save a little boy from a well? Perhaps the Lady Director wishes for me to find her missing betrothed? All of the above? ...nothing of real substance? Well then, I suppose it’s no different from my old job after all! Just point me to the nearest disgruntled villager and I’ll see what random errand I can find!
Although...if the Lady Sayre doesn’t mind, perhaps I could use this lack of substance in my job here as chance to take a vacation. Now a farm in the middle of nowhere is hardly what I would call my ideal getaway, but I suppose it will have to do. In a way, being here does give me a nice sense of nostalgia and brings me back to all those delightful family moments on the fields of home when father would scold me for using magic to set my pesky little brother’s pants on fire. Surely there won’t be a full scale war erupting here while I’m trying to relax and attempt to smell the flowers and enjoy the sunshine. But oh, who am I kidding? I doubt I would be able to idly sit around for more than a few hours before one of those villagers fumbling in the corner comes to me to ask for help in finding their missing limbs. Or maybe one of them will come over to say that their unfortunate skin disease is actually the result of the curse of some crazy mage and they want me to help them lift it.
Hopefully there will be a dragon involved... if I can count on my luck!
sdfkjdsjgk v-voting went on here at 100% /)_(\