[Athilea Majiri]

Since the Templars took her sister, the Elf had found herself leaving her people more and more to take peeks at the lands outside of their woods. She wanted to know what kind of world her sister was being forced to live in, and she wanted to know if there was any chance of finding her. She knew, though, that she would never get the permission she craved to leave the tribe and go after the twin she missed so dearly. She would have to leave without a word to anyone.

One afternoon she did it. She was hunting and simply decided to let herself disappear. Táriel could hear the others looking for her, but she was very adept at hiding when she really wanted to. When the sun sank to low for even the elves keen eyes to see, they gave the search up. Perhaps they would find her the next morning. Táriel thought not though. She did not want to be found. It was time for her to discover a world she did not know, and to find a sister that may not even remember her.

She had made her way to Denerim, which was a mistake. The Elf did not realize how terrible a mistake she had made until the guards had her in cuffs for refusing to go to the alien-age. Apparently that was where the city elves spent their time. Táriel could not make them understand that she was not like those elves. She had heard that the laws here concerning elves were bad, but she had never dreamed that it would be anything like this.

So she was trapped in the alien-age now. Her face bruised and with more then a few cuts to show what the guards had thought of her attempts to resist him. The place stunk. She did not understand how these elves could live this way. Táriel certainly would never have thought an elf capable of surviving for long in a human city, much less in the decaying part of the city that had been given to the elves.

The Dalish woman did not speak to many people. She found a place that she could claim for her own. It was not in one of the houses, but instead it was high up on one of the makeshift platforms. The thing seemed sturdy enough for her, and she would be able to see any human that tried to come near her. Unfortunately, that would not do her much good. They had taken her weapons away. Apparently the flat ears were not allowed weapons.

Táriel new so little about the City Elves. Very few every made it to a Dalish tribe, and she could never remember any of them coming to her. If they had, then they did not share much or what they had suffered at the hands of the humans. Perhaps they were embarrassed when it came to telling the Dalish, or ashamed. Either way, it left her completely in the dark when it came to what she could expect from the humans.