Community Manager
Character Name and Background
Name: Eralen Lavellan
Background: Eralen's father and mother were some of the best hunters clan Lavellan had to offer. Therefore it came as a large surprise when Eralen didn't show the same effortless talent wi5h the bow as her parents. Still, Eralen was determined to take up the mantle of the clans best hunter, and would get into all kinds of trouble following the clan's hunters to learn their tricks.
When Eralen was still a young child, her mother died unexpectedly. This put an end to her adventures into the forests for a long time, as her father forbade it.
Eralen begged and pleaded with her father, finally getting him to relent years later, as he finally agreed to take her out himself and teach her the ways of the bow.
Left to care for their daughter, Eralen's father raised her and taught her for many years, with the help of the clan to guide him.
Eralen's observations of other hunters had given her some bad habits, which her father had to correct in their lessons. But by the time Eralen was old enough to receive her Vallaslin, she showed remarkable growth and promise.
After reaching adulthood, she had surpassed even her father. She was given the right as a full-fledged hunter after managing her first kill on her own. It was only a few years later that the Keeper entrusted her with the important mission of attending the Conclave in secret.
Appearance
Personality and Choices
Eralen is intelligent, quick-witted, sharp-tongued, and often stubborn and feisty. But for those closest to her, she is warm and affectionate.
Eralen chooses to find middle ground when she can, and will not throw away something that may have its uses. Especially if those uses will give an advantage- her lessons as a hunter taught her this skill. She was, of course, not afraid to call out the ridiculousness of a situation when it was warranted.
Favorite Moments
By the end of Inquisition and into Trespasser, Eralen joined the hunt for her lost love Solas. Now a full-fledged Artificer, no enemy could stand against her for long- not without being flung into the air by her traps, and then pummeled into the dirt by Dorian, Iron Bull, and Blackwall. While struggling for her life against the veil magic on her hand, she still set down traps that fumbled even the stealthiest of rogues (no, seriously... nothing more satisfying than laying a trap behind you only for it to go off seconds later with a dagger rogue flying high).
