Jalen Cleardawn -- WIP

[Jalen Cleardawn]

Physical Information Race: Drykas Birthday & Age: 14th day of Fall 488 AV, Age 22 Gender: Female Physical Description Jalen stands approximately 5’2” and weighs nearly 120 lbs. She has long, thick, mocha brown hair that lightens in the summer sun, with which she wears but a few simple braids. Wound in a single braid is a black ribbon, in honor and remembrance of her fallen clan. Her skin is a honey gold, radiant in hue under the sun’s rays. Her eyes shine a silvery ice blue, sprinkled with peridot. She’s framed with a small, sinewy figure. Her Windmark cambers from just under her right breast to her hipbone in an elegant plethora of pointed curls.Jalen wears a simple white tunic that falls to just below her hips, with a silver belt made of knotwork at her waist. The neck hemline of her tunic is beaded with white, clear, and silver beads. Her tight breeches are a dark charcoal grey. Her sandals are usually laced up partially over her pants, and tightly knotted to keep them secure when running or riding. ____________________________ Character Concept/History Jalen, once a perfect example of her loud, spirited people, is now just a damaged shell of a being. The entire Cleardawn Pavillion and the neighboring Blackwood Pavillion had been wiped out by a horde of blood-lusting Zith only a season before she was to be wed. She mourned for days, weeping as she provided a proper burial for the members of the Diamond Clan. With them went a piece of her heart and soul. She stayed behind with them, locked in a senseless trance of melancholy, paralyzed to her very core with misery. Eventually she packed her things and called her Strider, Lily, to her side. She burnt the only home she ever knew to the ground, preventing anyone from pillaging from her Pavillion. Having be deprived of nearly everything she held dear, she began her trek across the Sea of Grass. Though she still held her Pavillion dearly in her heart, mind, and soul, she desperately prayed to find love and acceptance into another clan.   Skills Wilderness Survival - 10/100 Wrestling - 10/100 Weapon: Metal Tonfa - 20/100 Hunting - 10/100 Riding (Horse) - 13/100 Socialization - 1/100   Lores Lore of Losing One's Family Lore of Diamond Clan Attributes The Grace of Striders Consolation with a stranger Bolden (Basic) Pain in Rawest form Beaming at a stranger A growing fondness Hazy thoughts from the void of sleep A follow up on help from a trusted friend The ease of guidance   Languages Common Pavi Grassland Sign   Equip Clothing (see physical description above) 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: 1 Set of Toiletries (comb, brush, razor, soap) Food for a week 1 eating knife Flint & Steel Cyphrus Strider at 16hh (Lily) 1 large tent (4 person) large tarp 100 ft of rope flint & steel bedroll blanket fishing tackle & hooks a full set of tack large set of saddlebags Metal Tonfa set- Family Heirloom   Ledger 100gm   Threads 35th of Summer 510 AV: Training on the plains