Sylvana Aethelier
Name Pronunciation:
(Sil-vah-nuh Ay-th-ell-eer)
Nicknames:
Vana, Sylva, Syl
Age:
19
Role:
Um. None? Unsure lol
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Basic Appearance:
At first glance, Sylva is a basic girl with waist-length black hair with ocean-like waves, striking silver eyes, similar to the shade of a US quarter, and fair skin that is very susceptable to getting sunburns.
She has a tall, even build, standing at 5 feet and 6 inches with muscles akin to what modern day folks would call a 'sleeper build' from years spent honing her riding and battle techniques.
She has plenty of freckles scattered along her face, arms, legs, really her entire body. They're a mark of her time in the sun, considering she doesn't tan.
Sylva has many scars scattering her skin, but most of them are located on her hands from many failed dives on the back of her loyal dragon, from the ropes she uses to tie herself down to the saddle digging into her skin bad enough to make her bleed, sometimes requiring stitches.
Her armor, made from the scales of her dragon, is a full, form fitting set including boots, gloves, and a helmet all made of the same set of materials, providing protection from fire, some blades, and far shots by arrows.
Personality:
There isn't much to say on the woman's personality, primarily because nobody knows enough about her to tell.
To most, she is a reserved and observant female with a knack for navigation.
To others, she's a friendly, helpful rider who does everything in her power to assist others when they need her.
To some, she is a vicious warrior with a bloodlust that cannot be satiated, a presence to fear on the battleground and beyond it.
Who is she really?
Nobody knows.
Battle Details:
Sylva prefers to fight from afar, her custom bow being an extension of her arm and her poison-tipped arrows being her version of a sword.
The weapon is made of pale, flexible dogwood with a white leather grip etched with flowers while the wood itself has petals carved into the swirling design traveling from grip up the arch to where the string is tied. Additionally, the bow has white snowy owl feathers tied by the string of the bow to the top of each end as a flair, showing the originality of the design.
The string itself is a fine white silk that resists the pull perfectly enough to send an arrow flying at the intended target without pulling the frame of the bow enough to snap it.
The aforementioned poisonous arrows are made of the same wood as the bow, and she carves a new dozen every week to make up for the ones she loses in battle. She has a stash of arrows at home for backup in case she doesn't get to carving the new ones before she runs out. Similar to the bow, the arrow has white feathers as it's fletching, each one unique with it's silver stripes being different.
Additionally, she keeps throwable daggers strapped to her upper arms and thighs, all tipped in the same fatal poison as her specially crafted arrows and wrapped with white leather around the handles for improved grip. The metal is damascus steel, each blade unique with different shades of metal in each layer.
Other Information:
Clothing Style - Sylva prefers to wear form-fitting clothing, whether it be shorts, leggings, long or short sleeve shirts, as long as it's not baggy. She despises skirts (or any formal clothing for that matter), and adores her old set of training flying leathers, the pair she wore before she made her armor.
Favorite Food - She has a liiiittle bit of a sweet tooth, and her favorite food is the sweet rolls she rarely gets to make. She also loves cherries.
Favorite Drink - Surprisingly enough, basic beer. It's bitter as hell but she likes the buzz it gives her.
Favorite Activity - Riding with her dragon, and swimming.
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Ashara Frostflame
Nicknames:
Ash (only allows her rider to call her it though)
Gender:
Female
Age:
Unknown, estimated around 80
Breed:
Ice/Shadow Hybrid
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Basic Appearance:
Standing at an astounding 36 hands measuring up to her head, Ashara is an intimidating figure, one to fear.
Her scales alternate from glittering, pure white to scattered patches of midnight black, giving her the appearance of a black piebald horse.
Her eyes are pale, icy blue ringed with a darker, shadowy green, close to the color of pine needles but if they were shadowed.
Her slit pupils follow every movement, tracking everything and keeping tabs on it, her eyes always having a predatory sheen.
After all, her kind is top of the food chain for a reason.
Her large, leathery wings are primarily white with the tips of each finger fading to black, similar to the appearance of severe frostbite, while her talons at each tip remain a sleek ivory shade.
She has long, elegant legs with the same effect as her wings with the exception of her front right foreleg, the single limb being perfectly crystal white.
Her tail also remains cleanly white, the tip narrowing into a sharp, deadly spearlike tip that she can arch over her head like a scorpion tail to stab at opponents, though she prefers her fangs and talons for head-on combat.
Her face is striking, her multi-colored eyes ringed by broken circles of black while the rest of her face stays completely white, excluding her all black spiraling horns cresting her head.
Personality:
Similar to her rider, little is known about the dragon other than she has a taste for enemy humans.
Battle Details:
Ashara's primary method of attack is by using her frostbreath, and her secondary is her teeth.
She prefers biting to clawing, but she is more than happy to use both.
Her saddle is made of sleek black leather that has a strap specifially for her rider's bow on the side along with two handles by the front that have black leather ropes to tie her rider to the seat while diving.
The saddle itself has an intricate pattern matching Sylva's bow design, including the swirling markings and flower designs.
Ashara thinks it's a bit... much, but her rider likes it, so she tolerates it.
Other Information:
Background Details - Ashara is thought to have had eggs in the past, but they didn't hatch if she did, and nobody has heard from her themselves about it despite her telepathic capabilites, so nobody knows.
Favorite Food - Raw salmon, especially caught from the river beside her and Sylva's cabin in the Everstorm Woods.
Favorite Activity - None in particular, really. Although she likes solo hunting in the mountains.
(Sorry this took so long </3)
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