Bad-ass casteless bitch. Hates Cockroaches. Doesn't look like much but she's got it where it counts.
Born of a drunken, casteless mother and a proclaimed hero of the warrior caste, Anastasia had the misfortune of being female. Had ‘Annie’ been ‘Arnie’ then her life would have been very different, but as it was she endured a childhood rife with poverty and violence, joining the local Carta at 14 and committing her first act of murder the same year. Anastasia’s only hope of salvation and honour lay in joining the Legion of the Dead, but all that changed after a bungled mission lead her to believe that there are certain dwarves in Orzammar that didn’t deserve glory, and that she was one of them. Packing up her bags and flipping her boss the bird, Annie left her life long home and refuge in search of somewhere that she did deserve, and if that place was to be in the belly of some hideous creature then so be it.
Anastasia is by no-means some nihilistic, angst-ridden, refugee. She is sassy, determined, loyal to her friends, fearsome to her enemies and a very affectionate drunk. Annie is particularly protective of ‘Le-le’, her TOTALLY blood-related brother, and his Mabari Zevvy, and has a growing fondness for Remi and Eddie, two mages who are exceedingly diverse and entertaining enough that Anastasia would like to keep them around, despite her initial caution.