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Hi my name is Katarina Anya Gwenna Leia Xena Trevelyan and I have short black hair that goes all the way down to my shoulders and a lot of people tell me I look like Steve Buscemi (if u dont know who that is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to him but I wish I was because hes a major fucking hottie. I’m a mage but my magic is hindered by my Dumat-blessed ethereal beauty. I have pale glowing white skin. I’m also an inquisitor and I live in a castle called skyhold in ferelden (i’m 27). I’m totally grunge (in case you couldn’t tell by my BLACK haIR) and I wear mostly old flannel that my dad wore in the Blessed Age. I love dumpster diving and I get all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a blue (to match my eyes which are blue like pellucid droplets) shirt that says NIRVANA and a plaidweave flannel with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows and a ring on each of my fingers. And I was wearing a short purple skirt with black leggings and boots and maroon lipstick and white foundation and black eyeliner and green eyeshadow to match the magic mark on my hand that is totally powerful. I was walking outside skyhold. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of templars stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
“Hi Kat!” Shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. Cullen Rutherford!
“What’s up Cullen?” I asked.
“Nothing.” he said shyly.
But then I heard Cassabra “Fist” Pantograst call me and I had to go away.