Rebel Warden-Commander, devotee of Elgar'nan, Corruptor of the Urn of Sacred Ashes, and all-round controversial figure in Fereldan's political landscape. On a personal level: queer disaster with an uncomfortable awareness of her own mortality, poor impulse control, and more love in her body than she knows what to do with.
Pronouns | She/her in DA:O and Awakening, any pronouns in DA:I and onwards. |
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Class | Rogue, twin daggers. She'll use a bow when necessary but she's more effective in melee. |
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Romance | Morrigan. She's also in a queerplatonic relationship with Alistair. |
Date of Birth | 2 Guardian, 9:07 Dragon (making her 23 at the start of Origins). |
Tarot Card | Death. |
It should be noted that Ghila is not the only protagonist of her story. Several of the below are group actions, not authored by Ghila specifically.
'She’s skinny. Sharp. When he first sees her - arms curled over knees, staring blankly down across the Wilds - she reminds Alistair of a letter in some unintelligible writing. Something scrawled down in a hurry.'
'Light brown skin, snub nose. Elaborate markings on her skin – barely visible beneath Blight-scarring. It blossoms over her cheeks in dark welts, collects beneath her eyes. Angry purple skin beneath them, her body struggling, struggling, struggling to quarantine the taint. It’s seeping. Blood darkening in the veins. Eyes bloodshot, whites slowly turning grey.
What he had mistaken for skinniness is now clearly sickness: cheeks gaunt and shadowed, the fat carved clean away. Skull almost visible beneath fading skin.'
-- The Path of Aching Blood, ch2.
Queerplatonic partners. There was some romantic tension between them early on, before they realised that their desire for closeness was completely satisfied by close friendship. Things are occasionally tense between them - there’s push and pull - but ultimately they’d die for each other.
Lovers. It’s a tumultuous relationship but one founded in very real, deep love and affection. Ghila breaks up with Morrigan relatively early on after growing frustrated with her emotional unavailability - but they get back together after Ghila kills Flemeth. Two women living their lives at threat of obliteration (in very different ways) who find each other and say ‘No. No. This world won’t take her from me.’
OH BOY. Initial distrust of a Chantry sister gives way to a blossoming friendship. Then the Urn of Sacred Ashes shit goes down; Leliana nearly murders her, leaves the party, and writes a very popular call-out post song painting Ghila as the Corruptor. Ghila doesn’t really give a shit about the personal slander, but does give a shit about the many Dalish elves who are killed in retaliation as an indirect result of this. (In another universe, they would have a killer friends to enemies to lovers arc. But I digress.)
Also leaves after the Urn of Sacred Ashes - they never got the chance to know each other properly, but it still stung.
Forged an early friendship as a result of both being cultural outsiders. Mutually prickly pals. They just get each other on a fundamental level.
Besties. ‘Only elves in the camp’ solidarity. Love to gossip.
Mutual respect and solid friendship. They both appreciate what it is to barely recognise your former self.
They never become particularly close - Oghren's grief for Branka is a bit too close to home for Ghila to be fully comfortable engaging with it.
The intense distrust that Ghila reserves for any human noble (but, she will acknowledge, Anora’s very good at what she does).
She will never forgive him for selling elves into slavery, but he can live. As long as she doesn’t have to see him again. That’s fine.
Her childhood best friend. Haunts her dreams throughout her life (because - spoilers - Urthemiel has plucked his spirit from the Fade and is using him to contact her). The physical manifestation of her survivor’s guilt. She loves him fiercely, and cannot let him go.
An awkward but whole-hearted friendship. They came very close to dating as teenagers - it’s unclear how well that would have gone! It probably falls into the same genre of ‘strong platonic friendship that hovered nebulously around romance for a short time’ that her relationship with Alistair does. For Ghila, before they meet again, Merrill is very emblematic of how her life might have gone if not for the Eluvian. Merrill, meanwhile. Well. *Gestures at DA2.*
Ghila takes a while to adapt to dog ownership, but finds a lot of comfort in Sturdy’s companionship. It’s certainly one of her easiest relationships.
Having to undergo a long journey while tainted does a number on her. Ghila goes through her Joining while unconscious because the Blight comes extremely close to killing her at Ostagar.
As a result, her connection to the Blight is incredibly strong. She feels the lure of the Horde day and night.
Her Archdemon dreams are unusually vivid - to the point where she is able to make direct contact with Urthemiel in the Fade.
The Joining slowed but did not stop the taint from spreading - only Avernus’ research was able to stabilise it and keep her alive long-term.
Avernus’ potions also deepened her connection to the Blight, allowing her to exert limited control over it. With time and practice, Ghila is able to manipulate the Call a little bit.
She can’t change the song, but she can essentially tweak the volume on certain parts.
This lets her control Blight-infected animals and send telepathic messages to nearby Wardens in the form of very strong, abstract emotional impressions.
Ghila never experiences the Calling, but instead slowly transforms into something akin to the Architect. By Inquisition, she has more biology in common with Darkspawn than elves.
Thanks to Leliana, it is incredibly well-known that Ghila corrupted the Urn of Sacred Ashes. Thanks to Ghila's facial scars, xie is incredibly recogniseable.
This is Ghila's main legacy - this is the first thing that your average Joe thinks of when they think of xir.
Humans (and especially the Chantry) refer to xir as the Corruptor, while among the Dalish xie's known an Gwil-nanlen (one who takes vengeance).
Crucially, Ghila is an incredibly controversial figure! Even among the Dalish, there are many who disagree with xir actions. The vast majority of the Chantry actively despise xir. There is definitely a non-zero amount of art and stories out there that portray Ghila as a quasi-demonic villain.
While Warden-Commander, Ghila makes some pretty controversial decisions.
These include: no longer enforcing the Joining, pouring a lot of money and resources into researching the source of the Blight (yes, this includes doing blood magic), and unapologetically meddling in politics.
Regarding the last of these: not only that, she's lending her support to extremely marginalised groups who don't have a lot of power. And making the Wardens some very powerful enemies in the process.
The Grey Wardens as a whole really do not like this and dedicate a lot of time and resources to various attempts to get her to fucking stop.
After a while of this (and some other key factors)... Ghila basically says 'fuck this, fuck you, I'm out' and splinters from the Grey Wardens.
With the Wardens still loyal to her, she forms the Bria'lin. More frequently, though, people call them the Red Wardens or the Blood Wardens. Depending on how much they dislike them.
The Bria'lin continue to operate even after Ghila has burned out on politics and left through the Eluvian with Morrigan - led predominantly by the Awakening gang.
Mahariel's long exposure to the Taint leaves her forever changed, the Darkspawn whispering in her mind night and day. Alistair attempts to reconcile the more troublesome parts of his identity with his desire to fade into the background. Morrigan finds herself in the mortifying predicament of caring about them both.
An account of the Fifth Blight, featuring three queer disasters with intimacy issues and an uncomfortable awareness of their own mortality. Will likely be high on body horror.
Read on AO3 here.
A tree grows around itself; it holds inside it everything that it has ever been.
Lanaya, and the tree rings of her life.
Written as part of the DAFF Moodboard Exchange, inspired by images chosen by pickledfig.
Read on AO3 here.
The Fifth Blight leaves the Dalish in an interesting position. When tensions brew at the following Arlathvhen, Mahariel is faced with the fallout - and the inescapable fact that, for her, there is no going home.
Written for Dalish Appreciation Week, following the prompt 'Arlathvhen'.
Read on AO3 here.
Old Wardens told tales of long-gone companions and how they knew it was time to go. When hair thinned and nails grew sharp; when bone spurs sprouted or muscles began to hunch; when the eyes grew milky and the veins grew dark, and the light of the sun burned like the Maker’s wrath… that was when a Warden was a Warden no longer.
Mahariel had never known old Wardens.
Mahariel traveled at night.
Read on AO3 here.