Early Life

9:10 The Dalish

"The saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies"

Meghren grew up in a Dalish tribe that travelled mainly between the Free Marches and Antiva. Her clan was modest and lived fairly peacefully. Up until she was around 18 years old she remained with her clan until being abandoned. A falling out, Meg calls it, where she left willingly. She tagged along with Merchants travelling to nearby Kirkwall and found work.

9:29 Kirkwall

"I stepped out of the forest and through the walls never realising I built walls around myself"

For a long time Meg worked for the Coterie as a healer, fixing up their wounded thieves and smugglers on her patch. There was little choice to work for the group if she wished to remain free and not be imprisoned. She rented a loft space near Lowtown.

Years would pass and Megara would develop a close knit group of friends, her new clan. The Coterie could be a family, looking out for each other despite the illegal work they did. It wasn't perfect nor a clean living and terf wars were common.

Times were becoming increasingly harder as the influx of refugee's and the landing of the Qunari brought further tensions to Kirkwall. Megara would keep her head down and out of trouble mostly, the same couldn't be said for the Coterie and some of her family.

Kirkwall

9:34 Qunari Attack

"The Warm-up to Disaster"

Although Meg stayed clear of the fighting, she treated a vast amount of the wounded. It was a sobering experience and while she recovered from it, the elf was left marked by it. Aware that something similar could happen, Megara put herself to work improving her skills, strength of her potions and the magic she used.

9:37 Death Calls

"Whatever happens, I can't unlove you. You are firmly rooted in my heart, for eternity."

In the early hours of the chaos, she believed they were still alive. They were out there, helping, fighting they weren't dead. Kirkwall had enough dead, Meg had seen enough blood, heard enough dying cries. Days, then weeks went by and little pieces here and there were found. A belt, a dagger ... even the scarves she had made each of them.

Be it shock or her mind attempting to rationalise it, Megara remained working. Clinging to hope until it's ember eventually went out and the elf succomed to her grief.

Inquisition

9:40 - 44 A new Challenge

"We rise by lifting others"

Megara remained with the Coterie after the explosion, aiding in the rebuilding of Kirkwall. However, it was not the same place she had once called home, on a trip across the sea Meg joined the Inquisition. She focused on growing and nursing the herbs of the keep, ensuring a good supply of raw resources. Her talents also brought some notice, finding a new skill in teaching others the skills and art of surgery, tailoring and potion brewing.

Present Day

While Meg never quite understood the compassionate spirit that aided her in healing, now, with the veil removed she recognised it as a piece of the Evanarius Sylaise. The two co-exist well, complimenting and comforting each other while both searching for that missing piece they both feel.

Currently, Megara has just taken her position as High Keeper of Arlathan after winning it's seat and protecting the city during Elgar'nan's attack.