Name: Anna
Age: 30
Contact: jehansmuse@gmail.com
Other Characters: Simon, Janzik, Vandelin
Interests: I want to try dwarf stuff.


Name: Altrand Isen
Canon/OC: Native OC
Journal: rock_bottom
Race: Dwarf
Nationality: Kind of stateless at the moment.
Occupation: Tutor/historian
Division: Research
Mage or Not: Not
Age: 36

History

--Born in mid-9:08 to a moderately respectable family of the Artisan Caste, he dreamed in vain of being a Shaper, but wasn't exceptional enough for them to overlook his lack of noble birth.

--The Isens were known for their heraldic art, painting and plastering the arms of noble houses onto whatever surfaces said nobles requested. Altrand had no desire to do this for a living, but used his family's connections to secure work as a tutor to the children of Lord and Lady Brodens.

--After fortifying himself with liquid courage and distinguishing himself modestly in an series of amateur tournaments for those ineligible to fight in real Provings, he made a particularly auspicious marriage above his station to a lesser noblewoman named Jorna Rumodic.

--They lived in reasonable contentment for a while, Altrand in perpetual denial about his drinking problem and his wife's unhappiness with it. Though they had no children, they hoped for daughters to carry on House Rumodic's noble blood--or Altrand did, in any case. Jorna had begun to have misgivings.

--Gradually, rumors began to spread. What had seemed bold and charming when he was younger was now decidedly less so, once he began joining in tavern brawls and making scenes at parties in his wife's social sphere.

--Finally, when his intoxication at work led to the noble child he was meant to be supervising wandering off and finding her way into a dangerous abandoned mine tunnel, he was charged with reckless endangerment and exiled to the surface. Jorna did not follow.

-- [etc etc he joined the Inquisition and now he's here]

Personality

Altrand is someone for whom the past is a living and relentless thing, near-impossible to let go. He would insist that this is necessary, even when it wracks him with shame.

Opinions & Affiliations

Orzammar: oh Ancestors please just let him come back, he'll be a model citizen, he swears, really it'll be different just one more chance don't leave him to the Orlesians

Surface dwarves: Does he have to be one? Like, they're fine now that he's used to them, but he's not, like, with them or anything.

The Chantry: Kind of weirds him out with its evangelizing. Religions should be closed systems.

Mages: The securely-locked towers were probably a good idea while they lasted.

Templars: Not big on critical thought, are they?

Elves: Still topsiders.


Strengths & Weaknesses

Strengths

--Well-educated, though much of that education is rather Orzammar-specific.
--Capable of being something other than a liability in combat when handed a sword and shield, though he is self-taught and out of practice.

Weaknesses

--Pretty new to the sobriety thing and struggling with it.
--Guaranteed to immediately and violently piss off every single other dwarf in the game as soon as he opens his mouth about the casteless or the Carta.

Inventory

--Well-worn and annotated copies of Tales from Beneath the Earth and Thedas: Myths and Legends, and a newer copy of Kirkwall: the City of Chains.
-- murder knife Small ornate dagger, bearing the arms of House Rumodic.
--Light tooled-leather jerkin that sort of counts as armor if nothing really gets close to him.
--A hood, to shield him from sunburn.


Motivation

Needs a job. The Inquisition is a job.