“You are one of the templars, like the Commander, right?” A cheerful,
terribly curious child who spoke to all sorts of people. Amelia was
largely unaware of how people perceived her, the bearer of the mark. It
hurt, and its glow was scary at night, that’s all the girl knew. However,
people were especially nice and helpful to her in this place, and so it
was not too bad. “Have you ever met a demon? They are very scary-”
Ever since what happened that day... the monsters they encountered...
Lady Cassandra, Solas and Varric had fought so admirably, and they
had no fear of the monsters. She wanted to be like them too. “Are you
very busy? I want to become a templar too, so I can fight demons! Just
like Cassandra, but she’s always so very busy!”