#heals them

[angelpuns]

@chaos-potat YOU WERE ONTO SOMETHING DRAWING KID LEO AND TEEN LEO IN THE SAME ROOM-

[shoverse]

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[undisonae]

17

OC Codex Prompts// accepting

17 - A description of your OC’s family by a future historian

   The people of Manlaavhen, like many Dalish clans, raised their children as   a whole rather than each parent individually looking after a child. Because   of such it’s difficult to trace who is legitimate kin and who simply earned title   out of AFFECTION.

   If I’d not (quite literally) floated into their homes it’s likely I, and many others,   would have continued to assume the Inquisitor a product of everyone yet no   one among her peoples. After a brief time among them I was able to learn of   her blood relatives.

   Mother and father, huntress and healer respectively, thrive among their kin. It   also seems the Inquisitor is not an only child but the youngest of three!

   The eldest sister, HAREA, was hard at work over molding ore and bone to   weapons and tools alike. A focused, eccentric woman who was quick to send   me elsewhere with my curiosities (not without an interesting new bone pen).

   Second eldest was RASHA, their brother who seemed to prefer the weapons   themselves rather than the means to make them. A hunter through and through,   it seemed. Wielded a spear large than that of most human men as if a twig. Grim   faced and stern I’d little reason to think him the culprit of letting loose scuttling   crabs inside my still drying trousers until I leapt outside to the sound of his   HOWLING laughter.

   All in all it’s of little surprise where our Lady Inquisitors generosity originates.   Though my happening upon their camp was an accident born from an accident   it was not at all unpleasant nor the peoples who sent me on my way with enough   coconuts to bring down Adamant fortress for a second time.