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Samahl Lavellan lost her hearing at age five. She was then pushed out of Clan Lavellan, but she was accompanied by her parents. Soon enough, she lost them to a bandit and ended up in a Denerim alienage, alone and confused. She was taken in by an elder woman who taught her to read and write. After she passed, Samahl was left alone once again.
She learned how to survive on her own, keeping her head down and not disturbing anyone. When a strange elf appears before her one day, she offers him shelter and finds her life completely turned upside down with no hopes of it going back to how it used to be. Not that she would ever want it to go back. For better or for worse, her fate is now intertwined with his.
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Ch 3
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Ch.7
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Deaf character! some good solasing going on too
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Very interesting perspective
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“I’m sorry. I was inconsiderate. This is probably extremely overwhelming for you,” he said quietly, his face apologetic. He knelt before her.
No, she wanted to say. Please speak more. Don’t stop. Let me hear everything you have to say. Instead, she whimpered again. She shook her head at him.
He pondered for a moment. “This...has made you happy?” She nodded and relief showed on his face. “I see. I am glad, then. I am curious, though… Will you not speak?”
She was tempted, she really was. When she averted her eyes, he hummed in his throat. Creators, even that sounded positively radiant.
“I assure you, you have nothing to fear from me.”
He said it with such confidence. She looked back at him, as if questioning him. When his expression didn’t shift, she took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself. “So...las…” she muttered, instantly feeling embarrassed. She had probably pronounced it some stupid way and the tones in the syllables of his name didn’t go together at all. Her tongue felt heavy and awkward in her mouth.
However, his smiled broadened. “There. Could you hear yourself, as well? Try again. My name is Solas.”
With the pronunciation, she felt more assured. She tried it again, a little louder. “Solas…” Her voice sounded incredibly foreign to her ears. It was high, higher than his, for certain. It just sounded...gravelly. Unsure. Unpracticed. Nothing like the musical lilt in his voice.
“Excellent,” he praised her. “I wasn’t certain if this would work.”
“H-how…?” She hoped he would understand. She didn’t want to try and speak too much and butcher the spoken language.
“Do you know what a somniari is?”
She shook her head. So, he explained to her. He kept talking, more and more. She listened, she really did, but it was hard to focus when she was just wanting to close her eyes and listen to the sound of his voice forever, not the words he was speaking. The most she understood was he was a talented mage that could go inside of other’s dreams because of the Fade. The Fade was something she wasn’t too familiar with. She just knew it was something that existed. She wasn’t a mage herself and hadn’t been around the clan long enough to learn and the old lady that took her in taught her nothing of it.
When he stopped, she almost leaned forward. She didn’t want him to stop speaking. Panic then set in. He was a traveler. He was set to leave soon. When he left, did that mean she could never do this again? Would he even do it for her again, if she asked? “Take m-...me...with you?”
The question seemed to startle him. He looked towards the ground. Not a good sign. “I...would not recommend it. It is dangerous out there in the world. You are much safer here.”
“I want...to.”
“Do you know how to fight?”
Her head hung in shame. She knew she was asking for something incredibly unreasonable, but the thought of not hearing his voice again pained her deeply. Still, she mumbled, “You...te-teach me?”
“I’m afraid I would not be a very good teacher,” he said apologetically. “I’m sorry, Samahl. Again, this was inconsiderate of me. I was grateful to you for all you’ve done for me and I…” He narrowed his eyes. “I can see that your spirit is bright. Much brighter than all that is around you, but you are smothered here. Yet...out there,” he gestured towards the forest, “is even more dangerous than what you face here. I just...wanted to bring a little bit of joy into your life before I moved on.”
Her tears flowed even more. A little bit of joy? Just having him around had brought her that much. For him to cast some spell and visit her dreams so that she could hear?! That was something that simply couldn’t be described. What he had just done, even once, meant more to her than anything else in the entire world.
“I am sorry. I will be gone by time you wake.
LCR: Ch. 7
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