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Character: Merrill
Series: Dragon Age II
Character Age: ~25
Job: Good Intentions Guru
Canon: What are you to do when your home is attacked by demon-like beings and you find yourself on the run with your family? If you’re anything like Hawke, you take root in a new location and work your way from zero to hero, helping people with their personal issues as well as bringing an end to peace in said new location, Kirkwall, by bringing about war. It's not long before Hawke is on the run again, leaving behind more questions than answers as the chantry seeks out the truth behind what really happened. Dragon Age II begins at the end, retelling Hawke's grand adventures which range from clearing out giant spider infested caves to getting someone in the bedroom, as well introducing us to the friends who became tangled in this giant mess. Friends like an elf who wants to leave her clan and learn more about the outside world.
Happy to find someone to accept her once she leaves her Dalish clan (forest-dwelling elves who segregate themselves from human society in order to preserve their own culture) in Sundermount, Merrill is an elf with a large heart, a fascination with griffons, and a penchant for easily getting lost. Easily distracted and spirited, she frequently rambles, only catching herself after she’s gone on too much. Despite setting out with only the best intentions in mind, her naive nature tends to cause her good will to backfire. Her desire to help and sense of duty to protect Dalish culture has caused her to go as far as to strike a deal with a demon, who told her it would help her in her efforts. Dealing in demons and working with blood magic is generally frowned upon, but alas Merrill sees it as something necessary. Why would someone who said they were going to help turn their back on her?
Note: In this context, using “Elgar'nan” is sort of like saying "God." Likewise, “Creators” is another way of expressing the same sentiment.
Sample Post:
Elgar'nan, did I get lost again? I got lost again, didn't I? If I'm back to being surrounded by corn, that means the answer is yes. Someone should really leave a sign out when you're about to walk into a magic barrier that transports you back into this maze. I’ve been lost more times in here than I have been looking around Camp for the person I'm supposed to be counselling. I've already been to those dreadful caves- not somewhere you want to go frolicking around in if you haven't got the proper covering for your feet. The grass out here is much nicer on the feet than that cold rock . . . even if there's more than a few unpleasant things to step in out here. Like droppings and, oh, I think I barely missed someone's eye. I don't want to know how someone went about losing that. At least the buildings are less likely to have unused body parts in them. The ones I've stumbled across have all been clean. I was disappointed when I found out the Mess Hall wasn't messy at all. It defeats the purpose of the name, if you ask me. I was expecting to see all your junk scattered around the floor. It certainly would have made me feel more at home than all this corn.
Oh, you look like you don't belong in here either, little bird. I hardly noticed that anyone else was just as lost as me, and here I was rambling on like no one was watching. You're too nice to speak up and interrupt me . . . Or tweet or sing or any other noise birds make. You must find me silly, standing here and talking to myself. You're the first bird I've seen since my travels here, and you're much different than the ones we had at Sundermount. Plenty of things here aren't like anything from back home. Did you know they keep a monster on top of a tower here? It’s very nice for being so eerie looking, it even waved to me whenever I looped back around. Do you think they have griffons somewhere around here? I hope they do. They've all gone extinct back home.
I'd love to have a job taking care of them for Camp. The job they gave me is very formal sounding, though not as exciting as "Official Griffon Tamer and Rider" which is what I would have asked for had I thought about it at the time. They settled on me being the Good Intentions Guru for Camp instead. I don't understand what a guru is yet, but it's rather fun to say out loud. The part about good intentions I can understand at the very least. If you were to ask me "Merrill, is it good that I'm building my nest high up in the trees?" it would be my job to tell you yes. Your intentions there are to help your children, which is what every mother should do. That's an excellent example of good intentions. So don't go about doing things like abandoning your children because they happen to look different or they seem like troublemakers. I don't want to have to scold a little bird like you.
. . . Creators, my first day and I've spent all this time getting lost and trying to counsel a bird. I hope no one's made any bad decisions without me.
Voting went here at 100%! I am forever speechless at this ahhhh ;;
Series: Dragon Age II
Character Age: ~25
Job: Good Intentions Guru
Canon: What are you to do when your home is attacked by demon-like beings and you find yourself on the run with your family? If you’re anything like Hawke, you take root in a new location and work your way from zero to hero, helping people with their personal issues as well as bringing an end to peace in said new location, Kirkwall, by bringing about war. It's not long before Hawke is on the run again, leaving behind more questions than answers as the chantry seeks out the truth behind what really happened. Dragon Age II begins at the end, retelling Hawke's grand adventures which range from clearing out giant spider infested caves to getting someone in the bedroom, as well introducing us to the friends who became tangled in this giant mess. Friends like an elf who wants to leave her clan and learn more about the outside world.
Happy to find someone to accept her once she leaves her Dalish clan (forest-dwelling elves who segregate themselves from human society in order to preserve their own culture) in Sundermount, Merrill is an elf with a large heart, a fascination with griffons, and a penchant for easily getting lost. Easily distracted and spirited, she frequently rambles, only catching herself after she’s gone on too much. Despite setting out with only the best intentions in mind, her naive nature tends to cause her good will to backfire. Her desire to help and sense of duty to protect Dalish culture has caused her to go as far as to strike a deal with a demon, who told her it would help her in her efforts. Dealing in demons and working with blood magic is generally frowned upon, but alas Merrill sees it as something necessary. Why would someone who said they were going to help turn their back on her?
Note: In this context, using “Elgar'nan” is sort of like saying "God." Likewise, “Creators” is another way of expressing the same sentiment.
Sample Post:
Elgar'nan, did I get lost again? I got lost again, didn't I? If I'm back to being surrounded by corn, that means the answer is yes. Someone should really leave a sign out when you're about to walk into a magic barrier that transports you back into this maze. I’ve been lost more times in here than I have been looking around Camp for the person I'm supposed to be counselling. I've already been to those dreadful caves- not somewhere you want to go frolicking around in if you haven't got the proper covering for your feet. The grass out here is much nicer on the feet than that cold rock . . . even if there's more than a few unpleasant things to step in out here. Like droppings and, oh, I think I barely missed someone's eye. I don't want to know how someone went about losing that. At least the buildings are less likely to have unused body parts in them. The ones I've stumbled across have all been clean. I was disappointed when I found out the Mess Hall wasn't messy at all. It defeats the purpose of the name, if you ask me. I was expecting to see all your junk scattered around the floor. It certainly would have made me feel more at home than all this corn.
Oh, you look like you don't belong in here either, little bird. I hardly noticed that anyone else was just as lost as me, and here I was rambling on like no one was watching. You're too nice to speak up and interrupt me . . . Or tweet or sing or any other noise birds make. You must find me silly, standing here and talking to myself. You're the first bird I've seen since my travels here, and you're much different than the ones we had at Sundermount. Plenty of things here aren't like anything from back home. Did you know they keep a monster on top of a tower here? It’s very nice for being so eerie looking, it even waved to me whenever I looped back around. Do you think they have griffons somewhere around here? I hope they do. They've all gone extinct back home.
I'd love to have a job taking care of them for Camp. The job they gave me is very formal sounding, though not as exciting as "Official Griffon Tamer and Rider" which is what I would have asked for had I thought about it at the time. They settled on me being the Good Intentions Guru for Camp instead. I don't understand what a guru is yet, but it's rather fun to say out loud. The part about good intentions I can understand at the very least. If you were to ask me "Merrill, is it good that I'm building my nest high up in the trees?" it would be my job to tell you yes. Your intentions there are to help your children, which is what every mother should do. That's an excellent example of good intentions. So don't go about doing things like abandoning your children because they happen to look different or they seem like troublemakers. I don't want to have to scold a little bird like you.
. . . Creators, my first day and I've spent all this time getting lost and trying to counsel a bird. I hope no one's made any bad decisions without me.
Voting went here at 100%! I am forever speechless at this ahhhh ;;