[Non WoW] Kallian

My name is Kallian.

I am a city elf from Denerim.

I was never supposed to be anything, or anybody. I was to be married, have a family, continue my line. I was supposed to stay in Denerim, with the other oppressed elves and live out my days in a facade of cheeriness.

And yet lo, here I am. I find myself Commander of the Grey Wardens, with an army at my disposal, followers a plenty and enough land to make myself richer than all the Denerim elves put together.

I can’t even bring myself to create a facade of cheeriness anymore.

I never loved the man I was to marry, that did not matter, my father chose the suitor he thought would be best for me. Shame the lad couldn’t lift a sword, his life may have been spared. But it wasn’t. Such a waste. Unlike the human who spoiled my wedding day. His blood was spilled, and little mourning occurred.

I was whisked away from everything I knew by a human calling himself Duncan. He made me a warden. And Alistair, oh Alistair.

Maker bless you Alistair. We meet each night, in the Fade, but it is never enough.

One day, we shall be reunited. And I shall begin to try to repay my debt to you. This I swear.

My name is Kallian, and I am ready.