Arianthe Swansong Physical Description Name: Arianthe Swansong Race: Human - a quarter Vantha Age: 18 Birthday: 42nd of Autumn 494 AV Personality: Very imaginative, Artistic and Creative. Though on first encounter, she may merely seem serious, thoughtful, quiet and even cold and hostile, in many ways she is an intensely passionate and romantic woman with a tempestuous nature which makes her prone to seeming angry and stubborn to those on the receiving end of the brunt of her temper. She can be sweet, but can also be nervous and naive with a very innocent side, even after a long year and a bit of abuse. Appearance: Long honey blonde hair in waves down to her waist. Large, soulful, dark brown doe eyes framed by long, dark eyelashes. Pale ivory skin with slightly rose cheeks and a peachy glow. Petite with a tiny waist and slim curvy figure. Not traditionally pretty, but has a very intriguing air of mystery and whimsicality, and a beautiful (if a little severe) bone structure. Character Concept: Arianthe, though only eighteen, has suffered dreadfully from her past. She is a scarred, frightened young woman. She is scared of getting hurt again and has difficulty trusting people, though secretly longs to be loved and accepted. She is currently studying Magical Studies and Astronomy at the University. Character History: Arianthe Swansong was born in Autumn 494, to a rich Zeltiva Merchant family. When she was ten, her Mother and two younger siblings died in a freak accident at the silk market. In due course, Arianthe's father, driven slightly mad by grief and with the future prospect of poverty, decided to offload his only daughter onto a friend. Aged sixteen, she was forced into marriage with a man twelve years her senior who, though considered very handsome and rich not to mention charming in public, was very abusive, accusing her of looking at other men, angry that she had a magical streak and determined to rid her of it - beating, and verbally abusing Arianthe, in doing so making her miscarry twice. Eventually, after one year of marriage, her husband fell down the stairs in a drunken stupour and after five days in coma, died. Although Arianthe should still be in mourning for her husband and father (who had died a month before) good society turned their back on her and she does not see the point. Although she was only with him for about fourteen months, Arianthe has changed very much due to her marriage. Whereas before she was a vivacious, witty and vivid personality, charming and confident, she has become introverted and quietly intelligent, prefering to observe the world rather than get involved in it. She seeks to re-build her life. Possessions 1 leather Satchel which contains: - Bone comb. - Bone-handle brush. - Soap - Waterskin - Balanced Rations (1 Week’s Worth) - 1 eating knife - Flint & Steel - A bundle of worthless leather-bound books of Stories which belonged to her Mother. She kept them against the wishes of her husband and father, when he burnt all her mother's things. Clothing - Simple White Silk Blouse with bishop sleeves and lace cuffs. - Long, floor-length thick emerald skirt. - Black satin hooded cloak. - Ivory corset. - Simple underwear including petticoats. - Ivory calfskin ankle boots. - Dancing Shoes - Exquisite Dress of white velvet with off the shoulder bishop sleeves, cut to reveal red silk lining, figure hugging down to the waist then fans out in ballgown mode down to the floor. - Knee-high brown leather boots. - Dark Burgundy Red Velvet Breeches - Dark Burgundy Red Velvet Doublet - Average End Table, rustic style with thick legs, made out of a bloodwood. Pet: Arianthe bought a cat four days after her husband's funeral. His name is Hexe and she loves him with a passion. Housing: A Loft in University Quarters. The small room comes free with her University Fees. Skills:
Fluent Language: Common Basic Language: Vani Poor Language: Ancient Tongue
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Lore of Zeltivan Culture
Lore of History of the University Valo, the despairing drunk Affinity With Children Charity In Wake Of Horror Poetic Expression Invasion Of Curious Eyes Social Pressure Upon Bold Strangers Father Issues Busy Hands Blush At Honest Compliments Goated By The Playful Refusing A Sincere Compliment Blind To One's Own Faults Zeltiva: The Kelp Bar Dressed As A Man Fake Name: Atticus Kelp Beer's Taste Hired As A Zeltivan Guide An Intoxicated Reaver Zeltiva: Thugs In Dark Alleys Reaver: Reimancer Odin Was the Best Damn Dog Saving One From Themselves Meeting Xenil Lightouch Xenil Lightouch: Mentor A Married Woman's Perfume Perfumes Can Invoke Memories A Younger Woman's Perfume A Prostitute's Perfume A Lively Woman's Perfume Xenil Lightouch's Scent The Three Types Of Notes Thread List FALL 512 AV 14th of Fall - Two Steps out of Place 29th of Fall - Caring for Orphans 32nd of Fall - The drowning of a lonely soul WINTER 512 3rd of Winter - A message from a Dead Man 4th of Winter - Touring Zeltiva 2nd, 5th and 6th of Winter - The Perfume makes the Man 21st of Winter - Gods made of Stone 27th of Winter - Kelvic Twins 30th of Winter - An Artist's Musings 31st of Winter - A Swim unconducive to Propriety 41st of Winter 42nd of Winter - Going Down A New Path 51st of Winter Through the streets of a deserted Zeltiva 85th of Winter - The Winter Ball |