Lyr

[Lyr]

Lyr The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon ~Jean Ingelow   Details Daughter of Leth Race: Ethaefal Earthbound Race: Human Gender: Female Date of Birth: Fifth day of Spring 513 AV Birthplace: Kenash river. Location: Riverfall   Appearance Mortal Seeming When Syna shines over the world Lyr is a fair, dark haired maiden of eighteen or nineteen. Her height, unusually, is 5'9; the exact height of her Ethaefal form. Her hair is long and black but not as lustrous as her truer forms', she is commonly seen wearing it in a loose braid. Her eyes are a soft green and gray intermingled and she is exceptionally pretty, but not as regal as her night form. Ethaefal Seeming Lyrs horns curl gently downwards from just past her hairline to the back or her skull, where they curve upwards to meet at their tips. Her face is similar to her human forms, but with opalescent indigo eyes and shining cream skin. In any season her hair is worn in intricate braids or pulled up and twisted around her horns. Seasonal Spring: When the new leaves push through their buds and the ground thaws from its winter entrapment Lyrs hair turns a brilliant silver, her horns a pale, shimmering pink. Summer: As Syna grows stronger, and the days lengthen Lyrs long locks fade to white, as if her moon white hair could compete with the strengthened sun. Her horns turn a lustrous silver. Autumn: Her hair darkens to the blue-black of the night sky, her horns a deep iron gray. Winter: Both her horns and Hair settle to a deep silvery black.   Character Concept Lyr seems far less complex at first glance than she truly is. She is graceful and feminine, not to mention pretty, with a very female attitude. But she is more than just any pretty girl. Lyr has tasted the finer side of life (or death) and tries her hardest to bring a small piece of that to the lower world. She sees herself as a gift to the poor mortal souls here, they are privileged to have her until Leth brings her home, as she knows he will one day. Or, she hopes he will. She has faint doubts, her fall to the water was so sudden she doesn't know if possibly she did something to upset her god, but for the most part she remains true to the faith that she will return home. In the day, when her god is less prominent, Lyr is just a bit louder and quicker to anger than when the moon rises, you could say her human side shows.   Character History Lyr fell in the Kenash river, she was shocked, confused, and more than a bit angry for the first few weeks as she settled into this wretched existence. But as Leth turned in that sky and the weeks turned to months, Lyr lost her temper and humbled herself, she grew to feel that she was sent here for a reason. She had dwelt with gods and some of their beauty and wisdom lingered with her, she had something few in this world did, she had truth. It marked her every night as the moon shone, her glowing skin and gilt horns were proof that Leth still favored her. She made a life for herself in Riverfall-she still is-and seeks to improve her skills in the arts and literature to please her divine father. Knowledge   Languages Fluent Language: Common Basic Language: Tukunt Poor Language: Pavi   Skills Skill , EXP Leadership, 15 Persuasion, 10 Astrology, 10 Astronomy, 10 Socialization, 5 Writing, 10   Lores Lore of Riverfall Layout Lore of History of Riverfall   Abilities Were-race Can age anything things once a day by Touch.

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Possessions [   Clothes 1 Set of Clothing -Simple blue and white Shirt -Simple gray leggings -Simple Undergarments -Simple blue gray Cloak -Simple mouse gray Boots -Simple long (fitted) white linen dress (-8sm)   Chest 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Bone) -Brush (Bone) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week’s Worth) -1 eating knife-Flint & Steel Heirloom: Simple silver necklace *   Money Ledger Starting 100 gm -8sm Total Left: 99gm, 2sm   Furniture -Small canopy bed -Chest -Table - Soft high-backed chair Housing Lyr lives in a small (20x20) private apartment with a small canopy bed, hearth, chest, table and soft high-backed chair.

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Gnosis. Lyr has the first Gnosis Mark of Leth on the bottom of her right wrist, it appears bluish silver. Gnosis of Leth : Late spring, 513 AV She looked at the water. The place of her birth, where she had been cast out of the sky and into the waves on a moonlit night. The moon was shining now. Low in the sky, ready to bow before Syna. It made the water almost look like the sky, the white capped foam glowing like so many stars clustered together. She felt for a moment that she was trapped between the glimmering sky and the shining sea, the place of her death and birth. She could believe in that single moment that the two were close, that the winds that held them apart could open enough for someone to slip through. She wished it was not a one-way gate, that she could push the sky apart and step through. But she could not. Lyr stood on a grassy bluff, the wind playing with her long, silver hair, as if to whisper 'your so close, you could walk off the cliffs and into the sky. You can touch the sky. You can go home.' The wind lied. She would be forever trapped between the sky and the sea, the tides and the moon. "No." She told herself. She couldn't believe Leth would forsake her so. "Not forever. When he is ready I will be taken home again." Lyr closed her eyes to the view. I am ready now. She prayed. Take me home. In truth she wasn't ready. A pie might tempt the baker to be eaten before it is fully cooked, but the baker knows to wait, to let the pie suffer through the heat, only after the edges burned was the center ready. Lyr was still young and shining, unburned by the world. Though every moment of this existence scorched her. There was so much suffering, so much ignorance. Everyone had to fight in this world, every second of every day they drove themselves through the chaos the only way they knew how, and Lyr knew she could not survive like this, she wasn't strong enough. Just as Leths light faded in the face of Syna, Lyr felt she was fading more every day. She opened her eyes and looked at the moon. Tears slid down her cheeks, glowing like tiny silver stars in the moonlight. Lyr hugged herself, trying to keep from shaking. Her head bowed to her chest, she prayed. It was a quiet prayer. "Please. Please give me strength. Not for my self, but for those even more lost in this world than I. I can help them. I know it is what you want of me, or I-I think it is." She could only guess, she was to far from her god to know for certain. "You know me well." The few words, spoken from beyond the cliff were so strange, and so familiar. Lyr raised her head. A tall man with glowing alabaster skin and wild hair of a deep midnight was standing over the water. Leth stood not five yards away in the open air, and when she looked, the moon seemed absent from the night sky. Lyr's eyes filled with tears again. "But I can't." She said, her voice a mixture of apology, sorrow, and pleading. "I am here, but I-I can't do anything. I'm useless." Leth walked to her, stepping across the air. Lighter than a feather. He took her hand, "You will do well, as all my children do. You can do anything if you have the desire to do so. I know you desire to help this world, and that is why your here. It is also why you wish to leave." He watched her with bright silver eyes. "You can't stand this place because it needs so much help, too much for you alone." Leth stepped back, still holding her hand. Lyr followed him, stepping into the world between moon and sea. For a second she thought she could see the heaven she had fallen from. She was at peace in the white halls of the moon, she was home. Then she was back on earth, standing above the sea, and beside the moon. It was still magical, but she wasn't home. "It is a long path you are on." Leth continued. "And as I change with the days, you will change. But you will always be one of my children. Others will recognise this in you, some will hate you for it, or be jealous of my favor, but remember that you can help all here, even those that wish you ill." Lyr nodded, already people had recognized her as Ethaefal and that had pushed her away from them. Not everyone saw her as not belonging though, some showed her increased kindness because of her divine heritage. "I will help all I can." She said resolutely. "For how ever long I am here. Be it a day or eternity." It was painful to say, it was like she was finally coming to the understanding that she would have to remain here. There was no going home for a very long time. Leth smiled, "I know." He said, and his sureness in her gave Lyr strength. She smiled. Leth took her other hand in his, "I must leave now, Syna my love must look over her children." Lyr could see the stars beginning to fade. It was nearly dawn. "I will be watching." Leth said, "I know it will be hard, so I leave you a gift." He did not say what his gift was, but she was soon to find out. Leth pushed her back to solid ground, she wanted to tell him not to leave, but she was ready, she could go on without out him. Lyr watched her god still floating over the water, but when she blinked he was gone. Syna rose gracefully over the world, banishing her love from the sky. Lyr watched respectfully from the cliff, her silver hair and blush horns fading with the rest of her Ethaefal seeming. She turned to leave, she knew she would come here again, but the sun was glowing on the horizon and she needed to start living. She would keep her promise to help anyone she could, in any way she could. She was determined not to let her god down, she would find the wisdom and light of the world and share it. She was halfway back to Riverfall when she felt something more was different, she stopped, casting about for what had changed. She discovered a sliver moon marked on the inside center of her wrist, Leth had left her with a gift as promised. And a reminder that she wasn't quite on her own anymore. "Thank you." She said quietly. Lyr walked the rest of the way in quiet contemplation, her step lighter but her burden greater.

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Thread List Flashbacks: Dreams Of Another Spring--In Progress (solo) Fall 514 AV: More Than Fishing--In Progress (Gwin) Skyfall--In Progress (open) The Forivec Coup, iii, A Sanctuary -- In Progress (open) Looking for a Rumble -- In Progress (Salumi Ahera) For anyone who wants to roleplay with Lyr; I would love to, but I would especially love to if you have a plot idea that could take her somewhere she's never been, or somewhere she'd never think she'd be. I'm saying this in a metaphorical sense, a character sense. And while I have some particular ideas on where/how I want to take her places, I would love to hear where you want your characters to go and how we can help each other.