Character Name: Ghelyn
Sex: Female
Race: Elf
Origin: Shellan Band
Age: 163
Recognized: None yet
Soulsister: Siyal
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Lifemate(s): Verrim
Lovemate(s): She has a handful or so
Children: None yet
Parents: TBD
Siblings: TBD
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Hair: Dark, dark brown-black, straight, medium length. Usually pulled up in a tail, centered on top of her head.
Eyes: Amber-gold, wide, level
Skin tone: Smooth, dark caramel
Height: 5’8
Build: Slim, with full breasts and wide hips, narrow waist.
Appearance: Ghelyn has a ‘womanly’ build, all curves. Between her dark skin and dark hair, her golden eyes are startling. She has a sweet, full heartshaped face with high, rounded cheekbones, a straight nose slightly titled at the tip, full lips, and a small chin.
Clothes: Ghelyn wears what she makes: a suede, sleevely halter band that twists between her breasts so that one half is a red, the other half shows the underside as blue. A fringe of highly polished and dyed red and blue stones lines the top and bottom of the band. She has a matching soft leather skirt, mid-thigh in length, which is pretty much long, narrow strips of red and blue leather sewn into a waistband but otherwise left free, with more polished red and blue stones fringing the waistband. Her preferred foot wear is sandals. In cold weather, she’ll wear blue trousers and red shirt, and boots.
Jewelry: Polished red and blue stones in strands that tie up her hair, matching lariat necklace.
Weapons
For the hunt: Bow and arrow
For war: Bow and arrow, knife
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Talent: Sending
Skills: Plant lore, tanning, preserving meat (smoking, drying, ect)
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Personality/History: Ghelyn is neither loud nor quiet. She is neither wild nor subdued. She is neither an extrovert, nor an introvert. She simply…is. She enjoys quiet moments, undisturbed work, and watching the sun rise and set. She enjoys laying back in a field of grass and watching the clouds drift by, or finding pictures in the stars. She enjoys dancing around the fire, singing with her band, racing across the grasslands, and laughing from sheer, exuberant joy. She can be excited or contemplative, as the mood and situation allow.
And she can be moody as hell without any warning at all, just like any artist who’s rooted in flights of creativity and the soil of practicality. The moodiness is usually the result of frustration and doesn’t last too long. Fortunately. She’s snappish, sarcastic and cynical and generally just unpleasant to be around when she’s in one of her moods.
Fostered to Tavol during her eighth Mustering, Ghelyn drifted away from close ties to her blood family and neither seem to particular miss the bond. She’s much closer to her foster family, although she’s now been ‘on her own’ for most of her life. She and Verrim have only been lifemates for a few years now, and she’s still getting used to it. She rather enjoyed having her own tent and her space. However, while she remembers that privacy fondly, she much, much, much prefers having Verrim sharing her life with her.
