Once it was Beautiful
But the lies of your lips were nothing but void without melody. You once sang to me, your voice could breeze my hair and make me feel warm, but the ink of your voice painted a mark on my face and not even rain can wash it away.
I would have loved you, I would dream freedom for you, but you tied my hands and bonded my soul to your own prison.
Characters featured; Falon'Din with my Dalish OC; Sanaa
Theme is converting but in this case it is more like corrupting - Mythal's vallaslin (face tattoo) being washed away just to give her the vallaslin of the "Friend of the Dead" abusing her purity and naivety literally enslaving her spiritually.
The greed of a God.