Basic Info
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Full Name
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Yerion Tabris
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Appears in
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Origins
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Race
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Elf
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Place of Birth
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Denerim, Ferelden
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Age
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22
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Gender
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Male (He/Him)
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Sexual Orientation
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Bisexual
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Height
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5'10
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Build
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Muscular
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Skills
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Combat Training, Coercion, Combat Tactics
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DA Class
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Warrior - Two-handed
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Specialization
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Berserker
Profile
Yerion grew up in the Denerim alienage, subject to the horrible oppression at the hands of the human nobles. Taught to fight by his late mother Adaia, he took to the idea of fighting in great battles and slaying great beasts, but that was not to be. He worked at the docks or at Alarith's store, though he also served as an unoffical peacekeeper among the elves. He was seen as an honorable neutral party, and even assisted Elder Valendrian with his administrative duties. Many assumed Yerion would take on the role when the time came.
He was seemingly sought after by the Grey Wardens for being Adaia's son and sharing many of her skills, a fact he did not find out until after returning to the Alienage. Rather than be recruited, he was to be married to Nesiara, a beautiful woman from a well-off family in Highever. The two hit it off rather quickly, but his wedding is crashed by Vaughan Kendalls, the son of the arl, along with a few of his henchmen. They kidnap all the women present, including Nesiara and Ezrae, who Yerion considers to be a cousin. Though he tries to fight Vaughan right then and there, Soris and a few other elves restrain him. Afterwards, Yerion storms the estate, cutting through the guards and nobles who stand in his way. He frees his bride and the remaining captives, but he is arrested and thrown in fort Drakon not long after they return to the Alienage.
Ezrae breaks him out, and together they escape Denerim, heading south. On the way, they encounter and join the Wardens as companions. Yerion's battle prowess and leadership skills earn him a rather authoritative role, and he often clashes with Wesley at the start of their travels. Over time, the two come to trust one another's instincts and grow to enjoy working with one another on their quests. When the party reaches Denerim, and Yerion hears of the mysterious illness plaguing the elves, he's immediately suspicious. He breaks the Tevinter slave trade hidden within the "clinic", and frees his father and Elder Valendrian. After finding out Loghain had a hand in it, he happily joins Elizabeth's efforts to bring him down.
Yerion approves of dialogue and actions that empower the poor (especially elves), expose nobles for their crimes, and give opportunities to those who don't often have a chance to help. If he has money to offer, he will often do so, especially to elves.
He gets along well with everyone, though he gets along best with Zevran, Morrigan, and Sten. Yerion doesn't romance anyone, as he is unsure if he is still technically betrothed to Nesiara. However, Morrigan and Zevran both find him attractive.
After the Blight, he becomes the first elven bann of Denerim. He turns down the offer to join the Grey Wardens, preferring to devote his life to bettering the lives of the elves in Denerim, if not all of Ferelden.
- Allocentric - Loyal - Independent - Leaderly - Driven - Proud - Critical -
Opinions - spoilered for length
The Chantry: He has conflicted feelings on them. On one hand, the Chantry typically accepts elves into it, but he notices the way the human members talk down to him as if he's never heard the chant before. He wouldn't ever consider joining them, and though he sometimes prays to the Maker, he tends to avoid visiting the Chantry outside of official business.
Tevinter: If the people who invaded the Alienage are any indication of what Tevinter is like, he has no love for it, and no desire to see it for himself.
Ferelden: Before the Blight, he hardly saw anything beyond Denerim. The land is beautiful, but the people are stubborn and prideful. It's the best place for someone like him.
Orlais: Frivolous and cunning, Orlesians will do whatever it takes to put themselves ahead, no matter who they have to destroy. And their accents are annoying.
Mages/Magic: He was cautious around them at first - after all, he's only heard the horror stories and rumors. But magic isn't so bad... especially when it's not being used against him.
Apostates: He wouldn't shelter one in his house, but he wouldn't call for the city guard if he saw one that wasn't causing trouble.
Blood magic: Freaky stuff. It makes him uneasy just thinking about the messed up shit it can do. Luckily, no one he knows seems to have an interest in picking up the skill.
Tranquil/Tranquility: He never saw one before he entered the Circle. He wonders if the Rite of Tranquility can be done on non-mages... an uncomfortable thought.
Templars: Their armor is imposing, that's for sure. He can't seperate them from the city guard... different symbols, same corruption. He doesn't trust them overall, but he's met a few good ones.
Dalish Elves: He'd heard strange stories about them, but he never thought they were true. As it turns out, Dalish elves are just fine. He finds their culture fascinating, but could never adjust to a nomadic life in the wilderness. He's taken some responsibility to ensure the Dalish of Ferelden are protected and given land to prosper.
City Elves: His people. He's made it his life's work to uplift them and stop the oppression they face. It's not an easy road, but he will not his rare opportunity to empower his community go to waste. If no one else, he knows that he'll always be in their corner.
Alienages: Having grown up in an Alienage, he has fond memories, but they exist in spite of the horrible conditions, not because of it. He would abolish the rule that locks elves into Alienages, though he fears retaliation from the humans who oppose his goal. If nothing else, he hopes to improve conditions there in the short term.
Dwarves: He'd only ever seen dwarven merchants before Orzammar. He has no strong opinions on them either way.
Dwarven Caste System: Somehow, the dwarves have achieved an even greater disparity between the most and least powerful. At least poor elves can serve in the military and have a slim chance to improve their life...
Qunari/Tal-Vashoth: He's only ever known one qunari in his life so far... and he has no idea if Sten is an average qunari or an outlier. He's neutral on them.
The Qun: Has no strong knowledge of it, nor does he have much of an interest in learning it.
Humans: He often conflated humans with nobility, which he knows is unfair. Plenty of humans worked at the docks, and most of them were decent enough to him. Still, even a human who doesn't have much more to their name than he does has more power than he's known. After becoming bann, he's had to deal with more resentful humans who feel he took power away from the humans. As if...
Nobility: Very little manages to make his blood boil more than the thought of nobles. Even as bann, he still harbors a sense of disdain for them, though he's learned to mask it. Nobles are what made his life terrible - they're what caused him to start down the path that led him here. He'd say he's thankful, but that's not true. He doesn't trust many nobles, and the few he does are not safe from his scrutiny.
The Wardens: Heroes or something. That's all he really knew of them before the Blight. If things had shaken out differently, maybe he would've joined them... but he did his part in helping them do their job. He doubts they can do much to help him in his, but he knows a few Wardens who owe him more than a few favors...
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