PLAYER
Name: Brooklyn
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CHARACTER
Name: Knight-Corporal Valerius Roman Hildebrand
Race: Human
Nationality: Ander
Mage?: No
Age: 34
Affiliation: The Templar Order, kind of.
Occupation: Templar, if you ask.
Goal: Voice testing a potential full PC.
About: Valerius Roman Hildebrand (normally just called Roman) was a Templar of the Hossberg Circle. Like many with dirt poor Anderfels origins, he grew up god-fearing and hardworking, and strove towards becoming a Templar all his life. Which sounds very pious, which it is, but among the other young men and women who wished for the same in his region, there was more of a prideful, competitive element, and Roman was more than happy to elbow people aside to get ahead.
As a Templar, Roman was and still is positively inclined towards the system of Circles. The reality was a lot more miserable than the idea, but he remained duty bound and secure in the notion that what he was doing was right. The Hossberg Circle was a grim experience, but even the mages, with their Anderfels upbringing, were onboard enough that when rebellion eventuated, it was a surprise to Roman. His attitude towards mages is a sense of protectiveness over themselves and their souls, and by now, a little irritation that so many apparently disagree.
After the Circles fell, he and some of his colleagues formed up together to serve the still existing Chantry leaders. Due to the Anderfels' religiously isolationist attitude, they did not attach themselves to the Inquisition in those early days, nor assist in the reformation of the Southern Chantry.
In short, for the next few years, he and his brothers and sisters became glorified sellswords for the powerful, convinced though they were that they would serve a holy purpose. Eventually. This carried into the Tevinter occupation, but their faction was forcibly dispersed so they wouldn't get any ideas. Roman did his best, buying into the propaganda that Tevinter would save them from a coming Blight. At least for a while. However, working as he did for certain higher-ups, it became increasingly obvious to him that certain people stood to profit from the fear of a coming Blight, and the influence of Tevinter.
Two things converged, then. One: the inevitability that he would be deployed to go combat the Exalted March. Two: meeting Dirghe, someone he worked with before after the Vints rolled in. Dirghe had been hit by a rift, which broke the strange magics that had kept him loyal to his Vint master. After drinking a few rounds, comparing notes on their situation, and stealing a couple of horses, they decided to YOLO their way to Riftwatch.
Ding-dong.