"He’s Ferelden dog, I know. Serah Hawke from Ferelden? I’m from Ferelden."
Killian Anders Hawke-Amell, born as Killian Hunter, at 9.23 Dragon, in Ferelden. His parents were farmers, had a nice house near to Lothering. When the Fifth Bight destroyed Lothering, he lost his parents, but with the other refugees' help, he survived and arrived in Kirkwall at 9.30. He was 7. For 4 years he lived as a beggar in Darktown than other orphans from Ferelden. In 9.34 his magic manifested in harsh circumstances – fortunately, Ralph Hawke was right there when it happened. Since he saw no alternative to protect the kid, he took him home.
Overview[]
Physical Appearance[]
From a pale, thin, little boy he grew a strong young man. He has warm brown eyes, red hair, a freckled face.
There is a scar over his eye and mouth - the one, over his mouth, arose from the discipline of one of his "patrons" in the Darktown, the other, what crossed his eyebrow, from the war.
Killian doesn't really like his freckles, but he doesn't really hate those. He hates the scar on his mouth much better. Bad memory. But he loves the one above his eyes, he got it in battle, in his 16. He's proud of it.
Personality[]
Killian's inquiring, smart. Hot-headed, friendly and kind. He speaks a lot and convincingly. Brave – often even too brave, reckless.
Talents and Skills[]
Talented mage, with a strong connection of the Fade, and a heavy ambition to be the best healer of Thedas... with the greatest destructive power.
Biography[]
W.I.P.
Relationships[]
Ralph Hawke (adoptive father)
Anders (adoptive father)
Orana
Bodahn
Sandal
Dog
Miscellaneous[]
Killian has a trinket, he got from Ralph Hawke on the day, when he adopted him officially.
He stepped to the tranquil with an unflinching face, and picked up a gold amulet, and handed it over to Killian: "Look, this amulet helps to resist the magic. Touch it! Do you feel the power?"
Killian opened his palm, and Ralph put the amulet in his hand. He looked at him inquiringly, quasi examining him. "Focus on that!" The boy closed his palm and eyes and tried to concentrate, hard. "Focus on that!" whispered to himself, then said confidently: "It’s warm… good… safe. I like it, can I keep it?"
"This is yours, if you want, yes." Ralph paid the amulet, nodded to the tranquil, and put his hand on Killian's shoulder. "Let's go, we’re done here, we can't go inside, and the Templars start to watching us... Do you have a question?"
Quotes[]
"You're the healer, in the Darktown. You live here with serah Hawke? If I would live here, I would never go back to this stinky den."
"Being a mage is... scary…"
"I heard you’re a mage too, just like serah Hawke. All healers are mages? If I’m a mage, can I be a healer?"
"You were drunk, no problem. I’ve seen many drunken men, but no one apologized because of it, except my father. But you’re not my father. When should I go back… or can I leave?"
"Since a time, I have different dreams than before. Frightening, yet inviting whispers… they call me, they drag me, but I don’t care. When the whispers strengthen, somehow... I feel, I’m safe. I know , I’m safe."
"Do you see? It succeeded, I can control my magic!"
"I practised, in my room, a lot, come on, I'll show you! I know more tricks! You’ll be proud of me!"
"Do I have… to call you: father?"
"I didn't listen to you, but you… you didn’t hurt me... Can I call you father… sometime?"
"Can't we go to Gallows first? I think, I've never seen a Tranquil yet."
"The Tranquil… was weird… her eyes… empty. She smiled, but it was… scary, not real. Like if she weren't here, but she was... "
"Why they punish them? What they did?... And when they'll get back their life? When their punishment is over? Because they will get their life back, if the punishment is over, yes?"
"What do you think? This is a war, I came to fight. My place is at your side!"
"I’m not a child! I’m a mage!”
"Can I sit here? Just to watch the fire. It’s strangely peaceful."
"It’s nothing than I expected. It’s… not like in the tales… yes-yes, don’t get me wrong… I knew… I’m not that stupid... but... it just blood, scream and more blood. Tell me… the nightmares… will they end? Once?”
“Some people talk… bad things… about Anders… Some of them look at him frightening, and pray… Whispering, he’s a raging Abomination… saying maybe it would have been better if he didn't do anything, maybe the Knight-Commander would have been merciful... And he just heals everyone, tirelessly. But I see he’s sad.”
“Why don’t they see that? They lived in the Circle…”
"There are kids here who are younger than I am. I’m not a little kid. I'll no longer doubt."
