#// this verse is sayu being an okay catholic girl prove me wrong

[usagimen]

Things I think of a lot when it comes to Sayuri (Dragon Age version)

Running to the Inquisitor && taking her jacket off to secure their warmth after the events of Haven. She follows Cullen through the snow only to shield the Inquisitor from the elements, visibly distraught.

Her introduction in DAI is during a party where she shows off parlor tricks with a champagne glass, using a dagger to cut the cork && glass. It’s unbelievably decadent, fancy, all the while toasting to the Inquisitions pursuits.

Prefers masc clothing when roaming Skyhold, loose tunics tucked haphazardly into breeches, leather gloves, her hair is always loosely braided or in romantic waves. She is never seen without her mask but has a thousand for functionality && occasion. It is considered taboo for her to be without a face, even if one was to remove her mask, they would find a thick layer of cosmetics underneath to shield her natural state.

Speaking of such a thing, it happens during the events of Haven where she quickly shields her face but one can see the gruesome scar where later on she will reveal there is nothing in this life to fear. Not the Blight, not the Empire, Mages, Tevintor, except her - she is a ruthless hunter && spiteful when all she loves is threatened.

Her color scheme is pastel pink, ivory, and gold in this verse. In Trespasser she is seen in a beautiful white dress giving alms to the children of Val Royaux during the holidays.

Her faith is an incredible backbone to her story, Sayuri knows the collections of the Chant of Light. One can hear her often praying during the times she is allowed to relax, though she is faithful && revered as Andraste’s Dove, she often makes crude jokes in such manners. If the Inquisitor is Dalish, she does not hold the belief that the Maker has sent them as their herald, instead, the Inquisitor is the brightness that wards the dark && perhaps, this is something greater. Her love is devotion, even in the platonic sense, she comes to believe that her zealous faith blinds her to the truth that stands before her - this group of misfits, political outcast, they quickly become home && she upholds them in her heart deeply.

Loves horseback riding, if one choose to venture with her out, she will speak of her family on the outskirts && their humble origins. 

Veilguard introduces her once more where she recounts story of such days, she will confess to Rook, perhaps other than the innocence of helping her father create beautiful dresses for nobility; it was when she was the happiest. Though, as a diplomat of Orlais, she will uphold to help Rook regardless. Her tongue has dulled over time, granting her a sense of wisdom, gentleness && introspective nature. Though one thing is important to recognize; she doesn’t wear a full mask, only half.