Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Religion: Elven Panthenon
Class: Rogue
Talents: Master Ranger, Song of Valor, Song of Courage, Find Vitals, Riposte, Dual Weapon Mastery, Melee Archer
Specialization(s): Bard, Ranger
Skills:Master Coercion, Improved Trap-Making, Mechanical Expertise (Lockpicking)
Appearance: Maltree is a 5'9" Dalish Elf. His eyes are a clear Brown almost Honey color, with long black hair to acompany it. Though his hair is not all Black, there are some ends that are dyed green, and purple. Instead of having a magestic tattoo like any other Dalish Elf he chose something simple and yet more memoriable than any marking he could recieve. In the middle of his forehead where his "natures eye" would be, theres a simple small tattoo that isn't easily forgotten. The other marking is on his left cheek almost like the more traditional tattoos the Dalish Recieve. His ears are pierced, multiple times.
Personality:Caring|| Concerned|| Kind|| Passionate|| Angry|| Wild|| Gifted|| Surprising|| Funny|| Smart|| Romantic|| Gentle|| Mysterious||
Fears: Afraid of dying and no one remembering his memory or sacrifice.
People turning against him.
Loosing his roots.
Flaws:
-Pays major attention to the minor details, not the bigger picture
-Wears his heart on his sleeve
-Sometimes believes his own lies/covers
Equipment: Twin Daggers, Animal Summoner, that hangs off his belt.
Health Potions
History:
Mal's history leaves more to be desired. At a young age his parents were killed by the Shem, making him the orphan of his clan. He grew up hating the Shem, hating the way the Dalish live, moving from one area to the next always in hiding. A hunter of the Clan took him in around his teenage years and showed him how to weild two blades, how to blend into any situation that may be put in front of him. Mal even learned how to properly pick locks and persuade people of his lies. In Mal's late teens, the hunter died, in a tragic hunting accident. His clanmates saw Mal as the hunters son, so Mal inherited the hunters gear. One of the gear was a small Animal Caller, it had Mal's name engraved on it, with a letter underneath it. Mal took it as his own as it was and made sure to keep it well protected and cleaned. One day Mal was out hunting, honing in his skills when he heard an unusual sound, keeping his traning in check he made his way to where this sound came from.
Anger, pain and rage seethed through him when he saw a Shem. Drawing his daggers he kept inching closer and closer to this human, until he leapt on the mans back and held a dagger to his throat, his breathing heavy. Why did he hesistate? Was it because of the mans apperance? No it was because this human came within Dalish boundaries unarmed. The man didn't react like any normal Shem would've, he didn't scream, didn't cry, he stood there as if he were accepting his fate. Mal jumped off the man and drug him to the Keeper, seeing this man was in Dalish territory it would only be fit, plus he didn't seem like any normal Shem Mal had ever seen before.
That was where the man informed the Keeper of being a Grey Warden, and gave compliments to Mal's traning and skillset. The Warden told informed the Keeper of his mission and that is when the Keeper volunteered Mal's help. He was the youngest and the more "fine tuned to skills needed in the Shem World." Or so the Keeper said. With much protest and a meeting with the Warden, Mal reluctantly left his family and friends behind, only to become what he was told "A hero to the world."
Anger, pain and rage seethed through him when he saw a Shem. Drawing his daggers he kept inching closer and closer to this human, until he leapt on the mans back and held a dagger to his throat, his breathing heavy. Why did he hesistate? Was it because of the mans apperance? No it was because this human came within Dalish boundaries unarmed. The man didn't react like any normal Shem would've, he didn't scream, didn't cry, he stood there as if he were accepting his fate. Mal jumped off the man and drug him to the Keeper, seeing this man was in Dalish territory it would only be fit, plus he didn't seem like any normal Shem Mal had ever seen before.
That was where the man informed the Keeper of being a Grey Warden, and gave compliments to Mal's traning and skillset. The Warden told informed the Keeper of his mission and that is when the Keeper volunteered Mal's help. He was the youngest and the more "fine tuned to skills needed in the Shem World." Or so the Keeper said. With much protest and a meeting with the Warden, Mal reluctantly left his family and friends behind, only to become what he was told "A hero to the world."