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Character Information Character Name: Alistair Theirin Canon: Dragon Age Canon Point: post-The Silent Grove Version: um... everything... The Dragon Age series exists across multiple mediums (vidya, books, comics), but it's all one storyline and universe. I'm taking Alistair from after the comic book installment of the series, but it's a continuation of what happened in the vidya. Age: 31 Appearance:gamecomic History:wiki Important gameplay decisions that contribute to his backstory: • All available party members were recruited • All Grey Warden treaties were honored (Sided with the mages during “Broken Circle” and lifted the curse on the Dalish elves/werewolves) • Hardened • In love with the Warden (a female Cousland who very much loves him back) • Loghain was beaten in a duel by the Warden and executed by Alistair at Landsmeet • Was made King at the Landsmeet and married to the Warden (because fuck yeah all the best royal couples announce their surprise betrothal after working together to publicly behead a man yeah yeah yeah yeah) • Sold his soul toCried during sex with Agreed to lay with Morrigan and create the Old God Baby to save his own life and the life of the woman he loves • Met with Hawke in Dragon Age 2 • And now a bit of headcanon: Since no one seems to know when the fuck Witch Hunt actually takes place (the Bioware site says one thing, David Gaider says another, wiki says another) and due to the implication at the end of DA2 that Hawke and the Warden disappeared at around roughly the same time (and also the Warden was still around in DA2 when Alistair met with Hawke, apparently), in my head, Witch Hunt occurs tangentially to The Silent Grove. So, while Alistair is off on his mission to find Maric, the Warden is off somewhere else looking for Morrigan and trying to track down the OGB. This doesn't have a great deal to do with Alistair, other than the fact that the knowledge that his wife is off trying to hunt down his demon bastard child is chewing at the back of his mind.
RP Information How does your character arrive in Knight's Narrows? (pls2b using this as one of my samples) Sometimes Alistair's faith in people really, really annoyed the hell out of him. It was like he never learned from his own mistakes, no matter how many times he made them. Either way, for whatever stupid reason, he couldn't find it in him to give into paranoia or complete and utter cynicism. People deserved a chance, right? Right?
It wasn't that Isabela was a bad captain, or even a bad sailor. It was just that she should've known better than to think she could've navigated the rocky shores around Tevinter. Not that sailing and all that was Alistair's strong point-- the truth was that he didn't even know how ships could be faster or slower than one another if they were all using the same wind. Whatever. It didn't matter now. The reality of it all was that the shipwreck had happened, Alistair had been plucked out of the sea by some random passing merchant vessel, and now here he was in a completely foreign land at a port he'd never even heard of before.
And that was a strange thing, wasn't it? He was right to be wary, right? He should've known all of the major trading ports. Not that this place seemed particularly major. Not anymore, at least. But when the trader captain told him that they were en route to Knight's Narrows and could swing back around after they were done, something just felt odd about it. Alistair supposed he should've felt less odd and more thankful-- if that captain hadn't grabbed him when he did, Alistair surely would've drowned under the weight of his own armor.
Still, there were no signs of either Varric nor Isabela. And if that wasn't worrying enough, he hadn't seen hair nor hide of that trader or any of his crew since they'd made port. Alistair nervously shifted his weight from foot to foot, and the boards of the dock squealed beneath him as he did so. Well. That wasn't a good sign. The last thing he needed was to fall through the damn thing.
Maybe there was nothing that he could do about it right now, but he was sure that someone here must've known something that could help him. Casually strolling away from the dock, he headed in the direction of what he thought might've been an inn. It seemed like a good place to start as any other.
What will your character be bringing with them? His sword and shield. Also, a small pouch of gold.
Character's Personality: Alistair is a simple man with a love of fine cheeses and a slight obsession with his hair. His words. Not mine. Also in his words, it's his role to deliver unpleasant news and witty one-liners. As much as I want to say that that sums him up pretty well, there's more to him than that.
He's a soldier and a gentleman-- every bit the chivalrous knight. Respectful, dutiful, all those fun things. He appreciated the discipline of his Templar training and enjoyed his studies. But there's a part of him that has always been and will always be rebellious and somewhat wild. It comes full circle during his Kingship. Though he takes to studying government and law, he seems to do what he feels is morally right as opposed to making decisions that would most benefit his Kingdom. And in The Silent Grove, he irresponsibly abandons his throne temporarily to chase down Maric. He tells himself it's for the realm, but really, it's his daddy issues coming to a head.
Even though Alistair has been on the throne for ten years, it took him until just recently through his confrontation with Yavana to realize that he belongs there. He's had a long childhood and adolescence of being "put in his place" and being trained to take orders. As a child, he often slept in the stables and with the hounds despite being raised in a castle by his uncle-in-law the arl. He was reminded on a regular basis that he was a bastard, and that any aspirations he had of becoming more than he was were meaningless. After he was shipped off to the Chantry to become a Templar, they tried to train him to take orders and become an all-around Good Soldier, but he was pretty shitty at taking orders, and the Chantry made sure to let him know quite frequently what a disappointing pain in the ass he was. Because of this, the value of his self-worth severely diminished, and he started to believe all of the things that had been beaten into his head from a very young age... but never completely.
Alistair took to dealing with his lot in life with self-deprecating humor. "Bad things happen when I lead. We get lost, people die, and suddenly I end up in a ditch somewhere without any pants." Also known as Nathan Drake Syndrome. It also spilled over to everything else in his life, and now Alistair has a line for just about everything. Humor is his coping mechanism. It's a double-edged sword, though, as he can tend to take it personally if someone other than himself takes a well-humored shot at him.
It's an ironic thing, too, because in spite of it all, Alistair has shown through his actions that he's a leader, not a follower. The best example of it is at the very beginning of the game, where he leads a party of three potential Grey Wardens into the Korcari Wilds and keeps them together through surefooted confidence and a cool head. It's not the only example, though. He tells numerous stories about rebelling against the Chantry-- and just generally being an all-around little shit-- as a Templar-in-training, refusing to conform to their standards. He'll put his foot down and speak his mind when the Warden steps over the bounds of his own moral compass, because even if he can do nothing to change the Warden's decision due to lol game mechanics, he'll at least express his extreme disapproval. Hell, his entire role in The Silent Grove was that of a leader, and it wasn't because Isabela or Varric felt beholden to him as King.
If things seem to be yo-yoing back and forth, good. For the vast majority of his presence in canon, Alistair seems to be pulled between his nature and his upbringing-- of who he is and who he was taught he should be. The guy has issues, there's no denying it. He projects them way too hard on Duncan and the other Grey Wardens, putting them up on a pedestal that they do not deserve, attaching his own ideals and philosophies to what he thinks they should rightfully represent while simultaneously failing to see what their mission truly means. (For reference, see: his crisis moment in Origins. If Loghain is conscripted, Alistair will walk away because his own ideals are tarnished. He can't clearly see that the Grey Wardens have to do whatever is necessary to end a Blight, even if that means recruiting a traitor to a crown.) Until the Warden came into his life, he was never truly loved; he never truly belonged anywhere, and the one group that did accept him was completely slaughtered in the span of a night. At times, it's been known to lead him to foolishness. While it would be nice to think of Alistair as the ultimate bro who always has your back, he is haunted and a little bent (but not broken).
In the ten years between Origins and The Silent Grove, though, Alistair has matured and grown. Eventually, his self-deprecation grew into honest cynicism. Now, he has a more realistic view of the world and the wherewithal to deal with it. At the end of The Silent Grove, Alistair tells Yavana that his purpose in life is justice before he runs her through in order to end her treachery (and then he mouths off to a dragon, like a fucking boss). He then tells Varric that once he finds his father, he's going home to be King. Those scenes were meant to show us that Alistair has finally come to terms with who he was meant to be-- who he's always been: a strong-willed, fair-minded leader capable of righting so many of the wrongs plaguing the world in which he lives.
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Character Information
Character Name: Alistair Theirin
Canon: Dragon Age
Canon Point: post-The Silent Grove
Version: um... everything... The Dragon Age series exists across multiple mediums (vidya, books, comics), but it's all one storyline and universe. I'm taking Alistair from after the comic book installment of the series, but it's a continuation of what happened in the vidya.
Age: 31
Appearance: game comic
History: wiki
Important gameplay decisions that contribute to his backstory:
• All available party members were recruited
• All Grey Warden treaties were honored (Sided with the mages during “Broken Circle” and lifted the curse on the Dalish elves/werewolves)
• Hardened
• In love with the Warden (a female Cousland who very much loves him back)
• Loghain was beaten in a duel by the Warden and executed by Alistair at Landsmeet
• Was made King at the Landsmeet and married to the Warden (because fuck yeah all the best royal couples announce their surprise betrothal after working together to publicly behead a man yeah yeah yeah yeah)
•
Sold his soul toCried during sex withAgreed to lay with Morrigan and create the Old God Baby to save his own life and the life of the woman he loves• Met with Hawke in Dragon Age 2
• And now a bit of headcanon: Since no one seems to know when the fuck Witch Hunt actually takes place (the Bioware site says one thing, David Gaider says another, wiki says another) and due to the implication at the end of DA2 that Hawke and the Warden disappeared at around roughly the same time (and also the Warden was still around in DA2 when Alistair met with Hawke, apparently), in my head, Witch Hunt occurs tangentially to The Silent Grove. So, while Alistair is off on his mission to find Maric, the Warden is off somewhere else looking for Morrigan and trying to track down the OGB. This doesn't have a great deal to do with Alistair, other than the fact that the knowledge that his wife is off trying to hunt down his demon bastard child is chewing at the back of his mind.
RP Information
How does your character arrive in Knight's Narrows? (pls2b using this as one of my samples)
Sometimes Alistair's faith in people really, really annoyed the hell out of him. It was like he never learned from his own mistakes, no matter how many times he made them. Either way, for whatever stupid reason, he couldn't find it in him to give into paranoia or complete and utter cynicism. People deserved a chance, right? Right?
It wasn't that Isabela was a bad captain, or even a bad sailor. It was just that she should've known better than to think she could've navigated the rocky shores around Tevinter. Not that sailing and all that was Alistair's strong point-- the truth was that he didn't even know how ships could be faster or slower than one another if they were all using the same wind. Whatever. It didn't matter now. The reality of it all was that the shipwreck had happened, Alistair had been plucked out of the sea by some random passing merchant vessel, and now here he was in a completely foreign land at a port he'd never even heard of before.
And that was a strange thing, wasn't it? He was right to be wary, right? He should've known all of the major trading ports. Not that this place seemed particularly major. Not anymore, at least. But when the trader captain told him that they were en route to Knight's Narrows and could swing back around after they were done, something just felt odd about it. Alistair supposed he should've felt less odd and more thankful-- if that captain hadn't grabbed him when he did, Alistair surely would've drowned under the weight of his own armor.
Still, there were no signs of either Varric nor Isabela. And if that wasn't worrying enough, he hadn't seen hair nor hide of that trader or any of his crew since they'd made port. Alistair nervously shifted his weight from foot to foot, and the boards of the dock squealed beneath him as he did so. Well. That wasn't a good sign. The last thing he needed was to fall through the damn thing.
Maybe there was nothing that he could do about it right now, but he was sure that someone here must've known something that could help him. Casually strolling away from the dock, he headed in the direction of what he thought might've been an inn. It seemed like a good place to start as any other.
What will your character be bringing with them? His sword and shield. Also, a small pouch of gold.
Character's Personality: Alistair is a simple man with a love of fine cheeses and a slight obsession with his hair. His words. Not mine. Also in his words, it's his role to deliver unpleasant news and witty one-liners. As much as I want to say that that sums him up pretty well, there's more to him than that.
He's a soldier and a gentleman-- every bit the chivalrous knight. Respectful, dutiful, all those fun things. He appreciated the discipline of his Templar training and enjoyed his studies. But there's a part of him that has always been and will always be rebellious and somewhat wild. It comes full circle during his Kingship. Though he takes to studying government and law, he seems to do what he feels is morally right as opposed to making decisions that would most benefit his Kingdom. And in The Silent Grove, he irresponsibly abandons his throne temporarily to chase down Maric. He tells himself it's for the realm, but really, it's his daddy issues coming to a head.
Even though Alistair has been on the throne for ten years, it took him until just recently through his confrontation with Yavana to realize that he belongs there. He's had a long childhood and adolescence of being "put in his place" and being trained to take orders. As a child, he often slept in the stables and with the hounds despite being raised in a castle by his uncle-in-law the arl. He was reminded on a regular basis that he was a bastard, and that any aspirations he had of becoming more than he was were meaningless. After he was shipped off to the Chantry to become a Templar, they tried to train him to take orders and become an all-around Good Soldier, but he was pretty shitty at taking orders, and the Chantry made sure to let him know quite frequently what a disappointing pain in the ass he was. Because of this, the value of his self-worth severely diminished, and he started to believe all of the things that had been beaten into his head from a very young age... but never completely.
Alistair took to dealing with his lot in life with self-deprecating humor. "Bad things happen when I lead. We get lost, people die, and suddenly I end up in a ditch somewhere without any pants."
Also known as Nathan Drake Syndrome.It also spilled over to everything else in his life, and now Alistair has a line for just about everything. Humor is his coping mechanism. It's a double-edged sword, though, as he can tend to take it personally if someone other than himself takes a well-humored shot at him.It's an ironic thing, too, because in spite of it all, Alistair has shown through his actions that he's a leader, not a follower. The best example of it is at the very beginning of the game, where he leads a party of three potential Grey Wardens into the Korcari Wilds and keeps them together through surefooted confidence and a cool head. It's not the only example, though. He tells numerous stories about rebelling against the Chantry-- and just generally being an all-around little shit-- as a Templar-in-training, refusing to conform to their standards. He'll put his foot down and speak his mind when the Warden steps over the bounds of his own moral compass, because even if he can do nothing to change the Warden's decision due to lol game mechanics, he'll at least express his extreme disapproval. Hell, his entire role in The Silent Grove was that of a leader, and it wasn't because Isabela or Varric felt beholden to him as King.
If things seem to be yo-yoing back and forth, good. For the vast majority of his presence in canon, Alistair seems to be pulled between his nature and his upbringing-- of who he is and who he was taught he should be. The guy has issues, there's no denying it. He projects them way too hard on Duncan and the other Grey Wardens, putting them up on a pedestal that they do not deserve, attaching his own ideals and philosophies to what he thinks they should rightfully represent while simultaneously failing to see what their mission truly means. (For reference, see: his crisis moment in Origins. If Loghain is conscripted, Alistair will walk away because his own ideals are tarnished. He can't clearly see that the Grey Wardens have to do whatever is necessary to end a Blight, even if that means recruiting a traitor to a crown.) Until the Warden came into his life, he was never truly loved; he never truly belonged anywhere, and the one group that did accept him was completely slaughtered in the span of a night. At times, it's been known to lead him to foolishness. While it would be nice to think of Alistair as the ultimate bro who always has your back, he is haunted and a little bent (but not broken).
In the ten years between Origins and The Silent Grove, though, Alistair has matured and grown. Eventually, his self-deprecation grew into honest cynicism. Now, he has a more realistic view of the world and the wherewithal to deal with it. At the end of The Silent Grove, Alistair tells Yavana that his purpose in life is justice before he runs her through in order to end her treachery (and then he mouths off to a dragon, like a fucking boss). He then tells Varric that once he finds his father, he's going home to be King. Those scenes were meant to show us that Alistair has finally come to terms with who he was meant to be-- who he's always been: a strong-willed, fair-minded leader capable of righting so many of the wrongs plaguing the world in which he lives.
Writing Samples
My character's arrival. READ IT. LOVE IT.
Link to previous activity: kawaii fun dream meme times. (Elli don't get mad.)