#genevyve augusta

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Created each of my muses in this Picrew!

In order: Telyra, Anya, Rhiada, Genevyve, Corinne, and Lilyann

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About Genevyve

Fandom: Dragon Age

Life was supposed to have been quiet, a bit tough, and uneventful as a commoner. That changed the day Genevyve’s magic manifested. Her magic hadn’t come as a complete surprise as her mother was an elven apostate, but her father didn’t know how to teach his daughter how to control her magic. Her father struggled with the decision to send his daughter off or try and keep her magic a secret. He didn’t want to lose his daughter, especially after having lost his wife during the birth of his daughter.

An incident in town revealed Genevyve to be a mage, and the Templars swarmed their house. They took Genevyve to the Circle at the age of eight.

Pushed by her need to defy the Circle and the Templars, Genevyve began studying blood magic, books they conveniently left in apprentices' reach. Not totally convinced its nature was purely evil, she began exploring its possible benefits and questioned whether a demon was truly needed to learn such power. Eventually, through deep meditation and further research, she managed to touch the ability and practiced in secret over the years.

Despite her attempts to keep her researching a secret, the Templars questioned Genevyve about being a blood mage, and while she insisted otherwise, the Templars and First Enchanter didn't seem to believe her. She fled shortly after.

Now free from the Circle, she continues working on her blood magic and uses it to help and heal those who need it. She settles into a small town whose local Chantry turns a blind eye to her being a mage (though they're unaware of her healing methods) in exchange for her great help to the impoverished town.

Where she flees to changes depending on the game setting.

Nickname: Yvie

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Pansexual/romantic

Race: Human/elf

Height: 5'8"

Hair & Eye Color: Platinum Blonde, Hazel

Personality: Compassionate, defiant, reckless, independent.

Birthsign: Solium (Cancer)

Tags: everything, about, aesthetic, musings, responses

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‘i’ve got an angry heart.’ - for Yvie - Daïn Aeducan

Her hands worked at mashing the elfroot and garlic together with the innards of an aloe leaf, twisting and pressing the pestle into the bowl. She had her back to him out of habit, giving him the privacy her patients usually needed before she began the healing process; it was no secret she was a mage, and this made most people uncomfortable, even if they were the one to seek her out. Giving them a chance to look around the hut, examine the tools she had, the ingredients, see that there truly were no malicious, organ-harvesting tools laying about rather than allowing them to be so fixated on her and letting their fear make her job even harder.

His words made her pause. She understood, even if by very different means, the anger that throbs with every heartbeat. Knowing it would always linger, knowing there was no treatment, no healing that could remove it entirely. Hers, of course, was shoved in at the hands of Templars and the Circle-- she didn’t know of Daïn’s.

“I can take care of that cut on your arm,” she said, turning around, her eyes hard. “But I know nothing that can heal anger.”