"Vallaslin," she said, not at all offended by the question. She got it often enough, but usually by city elves who didn't understand why hers weren't the normal ones they saw. "They're a rite of passage to adulthood among my people." With or without a clan, no one was ever going to see her as anything but Dalish.

"Usually they're to honor our gods, to ask for strength and guidance in our lives if there happens to be one we're particularly inclined to."