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Urthemiel

Dragon of Beauty- The Archdemon

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a character in “Dragon Age: The Dark Age”, as played by Nami L'Chi

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Name: Urthemiel

Age: Uknown

Height: Uknown

Weight: Uknown

Class: (Warrior, Rogue, Mage): Archdemon
SubClass: N/A

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Unsure

History:The Architect, an intelligent darkspawn, found the Old God, Urthemiel, and attempted to convert it into a disciple. The experiment went wrong and Urthemiel was tainted and transformed into an Archdemon. With an Archdemon to lead and rally them, the darkspawn began massing into a substantial military force.

The land of southern Ferelden soon became the focal point of the darkspawn's surface invasion; the horde emerged from the Deep Roads within the forests of the Korcari Wilds. It is unclear whether it was a coincidence or a show of tactical skill by Urthemiel, but Ferelden was a convenient target for a number of reasons. The nation had recently driven the occupying Orlesians from its borders and its political structure was fractured at best, making united opposition unlikely. Most importantly, however, Grey Wardens had only recently been permitted to re-enter Ferelden and numbered in merely a few dozen.

The Blight's origins began with the awakening of Urthemiel during a botched experiment by the Architect to make it into a disciple. The darkspawn rabble organised into an army under the Archdemon's banner and attempted to destroy an already-weakened and fractured Ferelden.

Hostilities began in southern Ferelden at the edge of the Korcari Wilds. The first major engagements of the war was at Ostagar where the king, Cailan himself had assembled an army to fight organised forces of darkspawn. It was not known at this time whether an Archdemon was really at the heart of the hostilities, and the real threat was dismissed.

Ostagar proved to be a turning point in the war, when the king, the Grey Wardens and the army were betrayed and left to die by Loghain during a major assault on the fortress. Loghain fled the battlefield, usurped the throne, refused entry at the border for the Orlesian Warden reinforcements and sparked the Fereldan Civil War.

Ferelden would have been at the mercy of the darkspawn advance were it not for the survival of two Fereldan Grey Wardens from the Battle of Ostagar and the infiltration of an Orlesian Grey Warden. The Fereldan Grey Wardens were able to evade assassination attempts and assemble a coalition of dwarves, elves, golems, humans and werewolves despite their own civil problems to sufficiently combat the Archdemon's forces. Additionally, the Grey Wardens supported the Fereldan royalists who eventually removed Loghain from power through diplomatic rather than military means.

The Blight culminated at the Battle of Denerim, where the Archdemon was slain at Fort Drakon. This Blight had been stopped before it had even begun to take on full momentum, which is in contrast to other Blights that have normally lasted for decades.

So begins...

Urthemiel's Story

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Character Portrait: Malyin N'Powut Character Portrait: So'Lina Fre'Urden Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Narmolanya Character Portrait: Telum Character Portrait: Raid the Apostate Character Portrait: Chionn Tokola Stoutheart Character Portrait: Gabriel de la Massimo Character Portrait: Thorgar Helmi Character Portrait: Helios Jiyani Character Portrait: Urthemiel
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Welcome to Ferelden... a beautiful land it once was. Covered in beautiful green grass, tall oaks and pines. Flowers blooming on the sides of the roads and paths peopled walked. The Cities were full of life, full of laughter, and full of people. Now all you see are spikes with heads on them. Dismembered bodies, limbs thrown about. Blood covers the dirt, and ground. The trees are now full of death and decay. Buildings crumble, people are hiding in fear of the darkspawn hordes. The country itself seems to reek of death.

Other nations refused to come to Ferelden's aid in its darkest time. They gave up on the people, they let them die. They believed there was no hope for the Nation itself. They were wrong... there was hope... and still is... it's just about finding the right amount of people, and the right amount of faith where you go. And one elf, has found others...she has found the warden recruits she was looking for.






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So'Lina wandered around the small encampment that she had set up. They had to do the Joining tonight. She held the Chalice in one hand as she dropped the vials of Darkspawn blood in it, along with Lyrium. Setting the Chalice down gently she pulled out another vial. This vial had a darker color of blood than the previous ones. She could hear its voice in her head, just from the drop of blood. Closing her eyes she opened it, and poured it in the chalice. She wasn't eager to see the new recruits go through this ritual, but it was of some importance. She had hope for Ferelden... and so did these people who were with her.

Picking up the silver Chalice once more, she turned to face the three recruits. In her musical voice, sounding dark and grim she spoke the traditional words spoken before a Joining.
"Join us, brothers and sisters. Join us in the shadows where we stand vigilant. Join us as we carry the duty that can not be forsworn. And should you perish, know that your sacrifice will not be forgotten. And that one day we shall join you." Taking a deep breath she walked to Eddic, a human nobleman she had picked up along the roads, who helped her battle the darkspawn, only to see that he had been attacked the night before by darkspawn the taint almost killing him.

She had healed him, stopping the taint from growing... it was as if he were forced to become part of the Wardens. His Green eyes looked into hers, as she spoke. "Eddic, you were chosen to be a part of our ranks because you showed great valor in fighting and defending yourself against the darkspawn." She'd pause as she handed him the chalice, the scent of the darkspawn blood clear in her nose.

He took the chalice and drank. Taking the chalice back, she'd hand it to the next in line, she stand there and begin to speak, "Chionn you were chosen among-" She was cut off from the sounds of someone choking and shiverring. Looking over at Eddic she saw his emerald green eyes wern't there, he was on his knees, the whites of his eyes showing, the taint darkening his veins, suffocating him. That moment So'Lina's heart broke momentairly.

"I'm sorry Eddic... you were not strong enough." Taking out her dagger, she walked behind him, grabbing his hair, and holding his head against her stomach, to expose his throat. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and placed the dagger at his throat and sliced it open, letting him bleed out. Keeping her dagger out should the other two wardens not make it, she'd open her eyes and whisper, "I'm sorry brother."

Her crystal blue eyes turned upon the Last two Warden Recruits. Trying to lock eyes with Chionn, she mentally hoped he would make the Joining, along with the Dwarf, Thorgar. Her Mabari hound,Alistair, named after the Warden who sacrificed his life in the fifth blight, sat at her pallet his eyes full of knowledge, watching the whole Joining Ceremony, as if he knew about it, and the sacrifice that was made.

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Character Portrait: Malyin N'Powut Character Portrait: So'Lina Fre'Urden Character Portrait: Chionn Tokola Stoutheart Character Portrait: Thorgar Helmi Character Portrait: Helios Jiyani Character Portrait: Urthemiel
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Urthemiel:

The dragon over looked his army of darkspawn, an evilish grin on his dragonlike face. That was when he felt it, a shock running through his body. He knew the Wardens were nearby. His white eyes searched for the wardens but seeing none he let out a ferocious roar. Get the Armies moving! I want everyone in this land to die. He'd command the darkspawn as he turned and blew out a jet of purple fire, his mighty wings flapping. Ferelden was going to regret the day that Urthemiel came back. That was, if they hadn't already. He turned his face where he felt the presence of the Grey Wardens, and gave an evil laugh, and another stream of purple fire, before turning and flying off into the distance.

The new Warden Recruits however, were there in spirit. It was their first encounter with the Archdemon. Urthemiel just couldn't see them, because they wern't there in body. Though the dragon isn't stupid however, he knew there were new warden recruits, but he was confident in his abliity to destroy the wardens once more.

So'Lina:

So'Lina wasn't too pleased with the fact that she had lost one Warden Recruit, but she was relieved that both the dwarf and the half-elf survived it. They were true warriors, if they could watch their first mate die because of the Joining, and still didn't back down. That was when she got the vision, the same vision the recruits would see. The Archdemon knew... she could feel his presence just as he could feel hers. After letting the vision pass, she'd slowly stand up, before turning and vomiting in the bushes.

Wiping her mouth she'd grimace, sometimes the visions make her sick, but it felt as if the Archdemon could see through her, to her very soul. Picking up the dagger she'd sigh once more cleaning Eddic's blood off her blade. Looking down at the two unconcious Wardens, she'd sigh and take the two vials she had in her pocket and fill them with Eddic's blood as well as a bit of the blood from the chalice. She made a mental note to collect more Archdemon blood for future Joining rituals.

Pacing around she impatiently waited for the Wardens to wake from consciousness. Her sensitive ears heard people approaching the ruined gates of Ostagar. Turning on her heel, she tightened her grip on the dagger she had. No one was going to interrupt the ending of the Joining Ritual. Not even stupid Darkspawn. Blending herself in with the shadows she'd continue listening, as the people got closer, her blue eyes shimmered, and she leapt out in front of them. Her blade close to the throat of what seemed another elf, a male, accompanying a bear. Not taking her eyes off of the elf or the bear she drew her other dagger and pre-paired to throw it at the creature.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?!" She'd hiss, narrowing her blue eyes, her blonde hair surrounding her like a storm. "Make any moves, and its your head on the dirt." Her voice was cold, but soft, almost like steel hidden under wool. Her gaze never broke with the elf, nor the bear, that had a backpack on its back... a brow raised, but nothing more was said.