OOC

PM friendly, pretty much always open for chat and RP. Unless, of course, I am taken up in an RP, then pretty much chatting is always open. Just don't be an ass, please... I'm pretty patient with people, but it only goes so far.

IC ≠ OoC, while chatting, I may always be IC until stated otherwise. In PMs, I almost always will be OoC until an RP has been started. Confusing? I'd... Really hope not... Chat = IC, PMs = OoC. Easy.

Grammar does not need to be perfect, I can look over some minor details. But, if you are constantly misspelling or just using text talk... We're gonna have a bit of a problem. I do understand language barriers and Dyslexia exists, willing to work with those... But again, to an extent.

Artwork is not mine, will gladly take it down upon each artist's request... But I love them, so please don't ask. They're all so beautiful...

Story well before smut. I'd gladly look for a good story well before smut, that has to be something worked up too at the very least. But often enough, only done with a canon relationship.

Character was made for a Dragon Age story, unsure how willing I am with working outside of it. Very much only interested in that. But, if a good enough idea is offered outside of it, I might be tempted.

Friends

What are those?

Gallery

History

Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down, and I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there. I'll tell you how I became the mage of a town called Orlais.

In a mage Circle Tower, born and raised in the library is where I spent most of my days. Chillin' out, Readin', relaxin’ all cool, and all wishin' a life outside of the school.

When a couple of guys who were up to no good, started makin' trouble in my mage circle. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, and said "You're movin' with the Greywardens with Duncan."

I whistled for a horse, and when it came near, the carriage coach said "fresh" and had dice in the back. If anything I could say that this coach was rare, but I thought "Nah forget it, Yo home to Orlais."

I pulled up to the city about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes, gamble later." Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my chair as a Mage of Orlais.

[ Yeah... So summarized... She left the Wardens with a sketch Coachman and rode to Orlais instead of the battle in Ostagar... Probably left some people to die, but that is the Warden's fault... Not her's. ]

Personality

Kind: Info

Helpful: Info

Strong-willed: Info

Possibly seductive?: Info

Awesome: No info, just awesome.

Loyal: An admirable trait.

Uhh... More info?