Svasra Snowsong

[Svasra]

Svasra Snowsong "A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots." -Marcus Garvey Basic Information Race: Human, Vantha Birthday: 17th Winter, 491 AV Age: 23 human years Gender: Female Occupation: Poet / Storyteller {Elena's Personal Assistant} Height: 5' 2" Deity: Morwen Gnosis: Level One Ice Reaving Mark from Morwen, granted at birth. It's located on the inside of her left wrist, a small snowflake that stands out midst her coffee-hued skin. {HD approved} Languages Fluent: Vani Basic: Common Poor: N/A Physical Description Svasra is a young, petite poet at 5' 2", weighting only 100 lbs from having little fat, and muscle mass on her frame. She has night-black hair that frames her delicate features, as it shimmers green and gold in the sunlight, falling to just above her elbows. Although her seemingly fragile body, Svasra is as hardy as the other woman within the cold climate, often taking long walks in the city, slipping out into the hills to find inspiration within the landscape. Fingers soft and quick, it is obvious she plays no stringed instrument, using only pens and ink as her music. Character Concept Svasra is a free-spirit, in more ways than one. Her mind open and accepting, Svasra writes of imagination and the power of creativity. She vies to go on an adventure one day, have a story of her own to tell around the camp-fire, one day be mistaken for a simply legend. Holding such strong belief she will one day make her own legend, Svasra tries to make other people have theirs, one to weave a story in a way that seems like the most fascinating exploit while altering none of the facts. One to be stubborn when her mind is made up, Svasra finds it difficult to accept she might be wrong, or in need of guidance. This led to her passing the age of twenty without being married, not wanting to marry into another Hold, or go with a man she did not love. She is able to stand her ground for things she believes in, and will often overcome personal fears to maintain her morals and values. Her protected childhood, and supportive parents makes the spirit of adventure even stronger in her mind, practically forcing her to push away assistance in trying to find her own sense of independence. This makes her feel strong, and though it may be detrimental later on, Svasra enjoys being by herself, and on her way to her own legends. Svasra loves to listen to tales as much as tell them, taking the stories in to make them her own and retell at another time. When she isn't writing poetry, she writes her stories down in the journal she'd bought from a trader, compiling them into a record of sorts. A memoir of the legends and tales that Svasrsa thinks the most important to keep alive. She strongly believes in telling the truth, and keeping things true to the facts, as her poetry is a reflection of honest opinion and her own perception of ideas. Svasra is bad at keeping secrets, viewing that as a type of dishonesty, and is hard to convince to keep something private. In view of this, she learned the difference of a good secret, and bad one though, finding the knowledge to learn what is private and what is not. Many would consider it common knowledge, but for her, raised in a family of pride and the idea of never regretting, being ashamed was a foreign emotion, one she couldn't fully understand. It wasn't until she experienced it herself did she learn, and Svasra now keeps some of her own secrets. There is some of her past she isn't ready to open up with yet, parts her family doesn't know, parts that make her really question what are truly her morals. The weight of it slightly tampering her carefree attitude, though she still wears it with a gracious smile and bright eyes. Sometimes, though, when she thinks no one is looking, Svasra retreats into herself, deep in thought, eyes a dark brown that seems almost black. Legend of Her Eye Colors Stormy Skies = calm Sunlight Through Cloud = nervous, scared or uncertain Water-Drenched Violets = confused Clear Skies = thoughtful Dried Blood = passionate Young Morning = curious Setting Sun = angry Ivy Leaves = excited Oak Leaves = inwardly looking (consumed by own thoughts) New Snow Under Moon = telling a story Honey from Hive = friendly Underbelly of Cloud = regret, remorse Grey = cold, unfriendly (often flecked with Setting Sun and Dried Blood) Character History Svasra was born into the Snowsong Hold, on a frosty winter day to the loving family of Minara and Havok Snowsong, one an acclaimed poet within the Hold, Minara having been married into Snowsong. Bombarded by rhymes and songs from the moment of her birth, it was no surprise Svasra showed a passion for writing. Her parents took pride in it, and gave her all the ink and paper she needed, wanting her to make history with her poetry. Her childhood was uneventful, filled with words and learning under her father's watchful eye. They taught her the importance of staying truthful, having no regrets, and living life to its fullest. She often ventured to the ports and wondered how it was on the sea, or would gaze at the gates, and wonder what was beyond them. She wrote about it, her dreams coming through the amass of poetry she wrote. Her parents noticed, and worried she would try to leave the Hold, one of protective personalities, not wanting to let their child move off into an unknown world. In an attempt to stifle the passion of travel, her parents began to teach her the legends and stories of their own people. Svasra drank up the tales, and would run to share them with her childhood friends, telling them with her grand gestures and shifting cadence. At the beginning, that was enough, as Svasra found a passion and love for sharing the tales of her people, wanting always to learn more of them. In it though, came the need to find new people to tell these tales to, new places to tell them at! Places where these stories have never been heard! The thirst of adventure began anew, and Svasra, now at a decent age of 19, turned her eyes to the gates once more, and began to plot her departure to spread the stories of the Vantha and maybe even create one herself! Her parents thought they would be able to keep her home by marrying her to a man, as she was past the age of maturity by the ways of the Vantha. Yet, Svasra refused to marry, and didn't seem to find anyone within the men of the Holds that captured her heart. Her parents couldn't make her, and didn't want to, finally relenting and deeming her an Icemaiden, which Svasra was fine to be called. She would find love elsewhere, somewhere she'd traveled . . . someone to tell her tale with. Her Parents Minara Snowsong (nee Frostfawn) Race & Gender: Female Vantha (born Fall 25th, 464 AV) Skills: Riding: Horse (10 EXP) Teaching (5 EXP) Poetry Composition (15 EXP) Animal Husbandry (20 EXP) Other: Level one Ice Reaving Mark from Morwen, granted at coming of age, located on the nape of her neck. Havok Snowsong Race & Gender: Male Vantha (born 15th of Summer, 462 AV) Skills: Poetry Composition (30 EXP) Teaching (10 EXP) Riding: Horse (10 EXP) Other: Level one Ice Reaving Mark from Morwen, granted at birth, located on left shoulder.

[Svasra]

.... Additional Information ..   Clothing Heavy hooded fur-lined coat, beige {SP} Warm pair of mittens, beige {SP} 3 x Simple shirt: white, deep blue, and dark green {SP, - 2 sm} Simple undergarments, white {SP} Heavy boots with fur lining, black {SP} Thick pair of woolen pants, brown {SP} Warm scarf, red {- 1 sm} Skirt, white with embroidered hem {- 4 sm} Stockings, white {- 4 sm} Red Angora Scarf {- 9 sms and 5 cms} [Given Away] Riding Boots, leather   Equipment and Possessions 1 waterskin {SP} 1 backpack {SP} 1 set of toiletries (brush, razor, soap) {SP} Food for a week {SP} 1 eating knife {SP} Flint & Steel {SP} Leather-bound journal {-3 gms} Ta'rukahl feather quill [glow faded] and ink jar [holds 3 normal vials worth] {heirloom} 3 vials of black ink {-3 gms} 4 normal quills, green with violet barring, red, black, and silver-y white {-2 gm} Frozen Tundra, Frostmarch Stallion {-70 gm} Gob-splattered, medium-sized painting of the sky [Left in Avanthal] Glass Snowflake Pendent, on leather string with inscription We're Here in Vani on the back Blanket and Hood, Horse, medium Saddle Pad/Blanket Halter Bit and Bridle Saddle, Riding Saddlebags, large   Housing Living with Elena Lariat   Ledger +100 Gold Mizas {SP} + 500 Gold Mizas for shelter - 3 gms for journal - 3 gms for ink - 70 gms for horse - 11 sms for clothing + 229 gms for Winter 512 AV (Living Expenses deducted) - 2 gms for quills - 4 cm for a mug of ale - 9 sms, 5 cms for Scarf -2 gm, 14 cm (Meal, Ale, Hot Chocolate) + 5 gm, 8 sm (Storyteller's Pay) - 45 gms (Spring 513 AV) - 60 gms (Wind Reach to Lhavit) - 27 gms, 2 sms for Horse Tack, Riding Shoes, and Delivery + 593 gms (Summer 513 AV) - 135 gms for Fall 513 AV 978 Gold Mizas, 16 Silver Mizas, 86 Copper Mizas [/list]   Skills Skills Notes Total Proficiency Storytelling 20 SP, 10 RB 42 Competent Observation 5 SP 38 Competent Poetry Composition 15 SP 16 Novice Rhetoric 10 SP 13 Novice Investigation N/A 6 Novice Socialization N/A 7 Novice Philosophy N/A 4 Novice Singing N/A 6 Novice Interrogation N/A 8 Novice Persuasion N/A 3 Novice Acrobatics N/A 3 Novice Teaching N/A 2 Novice Painting N/A 2 Novice Cleaning N/A 2 Novice Seduction N/A 2 Novice Writing N/A 2 Novice Stealth N/A 1 Novice Planning N/A 1 Novice Intimidation N/A 1 Novice Running N/A 1 Novice Leadership N/A 2 Novice Horsemanship N/A 3 Novice Riding: Horse N/A 5 Novice   Lore Legends of the Vantha History of the Religion of Morwen Running After a Thief Spotting an Obvious Lie Sharing Your Treat with the Thief Who Stole It The Red Diamond on a Busy Day Convincing a Manager You’re Right for the Job Searching for the Right Horse Frostmarch Horses Do Well in Cold Climates Finding a Horse You Connect With Bonding With Your Mother Over Horses Jesslyn Was Born Into Whitevine Weaving A Story To Cheer Up A Friend Story: The Lights of Morwen Story: The Tale of Colors Story: The Tale of A Broken Heart Barten, As In Bartender Making A Dine-and-Dasher Pay For His Food Messing Up On Your First Day At Work The Tavern From A Barmaid's Perspective I'm An Icemaiden Narrating a Tale Fit for a Jaunty Tune Some People are Born to be Snowsongs Bringing the Tale of Morwen's Orchid into Writing Keeping Your Head High Despite Disparagements Envisioning Morwen's Lights Helps Calm the Mind Indignation at being Called a Tikita Contact: Dragul Vhermura, Akalak Fighting Sleeplessness with a Trip to the Tavern Doing Research Work at the Library Akalak: Two Souls in One Body Akalak: Rites of Trial Mizahar: No Large Roads between Cities Monsters: Rozacapotl, Wailer, and Nuzam Ethaefal: Children of Leth and Syna Ethaefal: Form Shifts through Dusks, Dawns, and Seasons Storytelling With a Little Kelvic Aid A Tale of Bears and Vantha Vaspira: A Panther Kelvic Vaspira: Searching for Knowledge of her Father Struggling With Common Utilizing a Translator Jamoura: The Friendly Ape Neighbors of Avanthal Yukmen: Amalgamated Abhorrence's Charoda: Elegant Fish People Overcoming Language Barriers Enjoying the Company of One Quite the Opposite of Yourself Nervous About Meeting a Strange Tutor Stories Can’t Just Be Told in Vani Coren: Has Unusual Preferences in Clothing Why would a Morwen-marked cover themselves up? Learning the Basics of Common The Bald Purple Man Mama’s Angry Voice A Scary Encounter with Dire Wolves Just a Game of Melting Snowflake It’s Hard to Believe When People Say “Don’t Worry” Sympathy for Wild Beasts Death Through a Child’s Eyes A Case of Early Morning Laziness Recognizing a Kelvic In Animal Form Animals Will Hesitate to Attack if You’re Not Scared Untangling a Sled Dog from Its Harness Kalimalka: Zypherian Kelvic A Vow to Return Home Someday A Bittersweet Parting with Your Family I Will Always Have My Parents With Me Departing Avanthal to See the World Gearing Up for a Long Journey Away from Home Discrimination Against Snowsongs How to Properly Tack Up a Horse Frozen Tundra’s Favorite Scratch Spot It Must Be Lonely Traveling Alone Dragul: No One to Leave Behind Story of Love Between Akajia and Wysar Akajia: Dragul’s Goddess Akajia’s Gnosis: Helps One Commune with Shadows Thread List Flashbacks: I'll See You in Court   501 AV Camping with the Family Timestamp: 75th of Winter   Completed A Dire Warning Timestamp: 12th of Spring The Hooded Teacher Timestamp: 5th of Summer Winter 512 AV:   Ongoing Poetry and Prose [Dreamthread] Timestamp: Eve of 7th of Winter, 512 AV You're Going Down Timestamp: 11th of Winter, 512 AV Learning to Care for a Friend Timestamp: 25th of Winter, 512 AV Snow During Troubled Times Timestamp: 34th of Winter, 512 AV A Strange Smell Timestamp 44th of Winter, 512 AV To Sleep Under Stars and Auroras Timestamp: 54th of Winter, 512 AV The Good and Bad Parts of the Truth Timestamp: 75th of Winter, 512 AV You Really Want to Come? Timestamp: 88th of Winter, 512 AV Cleaning Up Timestamp: 90th of Winter, 512 AV On the Road We Go Timestamp: 92nd of Winter, 512 AV   Completed The Red Diamond Tavern: Barmaid Timestamp: 1st of Winter, 512 AV First Day on the Job Timestamp: 2nd of Winter, 512 AV While Walking in the Wood One Day Timestamp: 4th of Winter, 512 AV When Story Meets Song Timestamp: 10th of Winter, 512 AV From Across the Pond Timestamp: 15th of Winter, 512 AV On the Trail of a Missing Treat Timestamp: 17th of Winter, 512 AV A Midnight Stroll Timestamp: 20th of Winter, 512 AV To Find a Horse ... And a Friend? Timestamp: 24th of Winter, 512 AV Overcoming Suspicions Timestamp: 30th of Winter, 512 AV Come Sit By the Fire Timestamp: 47th of Winter, 512 AV "You're not from around here, are you?" Timestamp: 63rd of Winter, 512 AV We Meet Again Timestamp: 65th of Winter, 512 AV Confronting the Obvious Timestamp: 70th of Winter, 512 AV Spring 513 AV:   Ongoing Morwen's Homecoming 513 Timestamp: 1st of Spring, 513 AV A Slippery Situation Timestamp: 6th of Spring, 513 AV   Completed Those Hard Farewells Timestamp: 10th of Spring, 513 AV Summer 513 AV:   Ongoing The Exotic Allure Timestamp: 2nd of Summer, 513 AV The Colors of Lhavit Timestamp: 8th of Summer, 513 AV Seeking New Heights [Dragul] Timestamp: 10th of Summer, 513 AV Writing to The Past Timestamp: 15th of Summer, 513 AV The Best Things in Life Are Free Timestamp: 24th of Summer, 513 AV Working For Mistress Elena Timestamp: 32nd of Summer, 513 AV Paying Respects Timestamp: 66th of Summer, 513 AV Silly Drunken Night [Open] Timestamp: 87th of Summer, 513 AV   Completed N/A