Since Assan (my canon elf Inquisitor, I talk about way too much to the point he has ran companion content) is pretty fleshed out and at a good place, I’ve been working on putting together my Adaar. And I’m loving this guy.
His mothers are a Ben-Hassarath agent (biological), who respects strength and is a very affectionate, good-natured person, and a Tamassaran (adopted) who is very measured, though curt.
And so most of his stuff that has been built up is his family and his past. Which is basically his biological mother couldn’t quite bear the thought of giving Askaas up, so her Kadan, the Tamassaran (She chooses Kiaas, but called Tama by her children obviously), helps her come up with an elaborate plan to escape the Qun. Both of them smuggling at this baby who was supposed to be put in the Kadan’s care as a numbered child.
And so Vida (biological mother) and Kiaas raise this baby boy in lower Rivain, Vida working as a blacksmith and Kiaas is a scribe. They take in orphans too, mostly taking Qunari children from the northern Qunari settlements that for some reason were left or pushed out. So Kaas has like 2 qunari sisters, a qunari brother (Kaariss), and 2 elven siblings, because Tama is so used to running a house of kids and it almost feels lonely without having all that commotion.
So Askaas grows up in a loving home, until he begins to show signs of magic and it becomes a thing to watch. But Tama, puts the worries to ease and “this is not the Qun”. Taught to control and respect his power things she believes her son will come out stronger for his gift. And Vida gave up so much for her son, no one is taking her away not even a group of southern mage hunters. Her son is to be loved, the term saarebas be damned. Especially since Kaas grows up to be such a kind and thoughtful man, though a bit vain.
Which of course he joins the Valo-Kas (with his brother) and he rises to be a respected member among, so on and so forth. Until he gets cornered and captured by a karataam of arvaarad and Qun saarebas, who threaten his life and break his horns. It puts a fear of his own people (outside of his close friends and merc group) in him, while also breaks his vanity a bit (his horns are snapped, something he was proud of). He is saved by his mercs though and his mothers can only curse the cruelty of their own people, the system and laws that they were raised in and respected for so long.
And that’s how far I’ve gotten, but I’m still working and cleaning things up.
