Lyrial

[Lyrial]

Lyrial Sotal ~Appearance~ Human Female 26 years 5'7", 130 lbs Born Autumn, 488 AV, Ravok Slender ink-stained fingers tend to be the first impression most have of Lyrial, the colours vibrant against her pale skin. Those hands tend to be in perpetual motion, whether she is working or talking; when working they act as a counterpoint to the still figure of their owner, dark head bent over the page in concentration as a delicate dance is performed using pen and brush in careful strokes. Long, wavy black hair is generally braided to keep it out of her eyes, though as the day progresses several locks inevitably make a bid for freedom. Deep blue eyes are her most distinctive feature, holding an inquisitive edge whether they sweep across the page of a book or a crowded street. With features sightly too angular to acheive real beauty, she is nonetheless a striking woman, especially when paired with the air of confidence she projects from a distance. Tall and slender, Lyrial moves with a quiet grace when not hunched over her workbench. ~Character Concept~ Lyrial most often comes across as coldly reserved and quiet, a sharp contradiction to her manner when she is truly relaxed and in the company of those she knows well. With her friends and family she can be very talkative, her agile hands moving as fast as her words as they shape the air. Her quiet demeanor also hides an unexpected bite of sarcasm and a spark of humour. Whilst she is intensely loyal to the few people and ideas she believes in, her morals can be very flexible in other areas, most probably due to the influence of her upbringing in Ravok and the worship of Rhysol. Intelligent and quick-witted she is a keen observer of life, though not always an active participant; something that accounts for a slightly wistful air, driven by the nagging suspicion that it would be much more fun to do rather than to simply read or watch. ~Character History~ Having been born and raised as a citizen of Ravok, Lyrial had a comfortable childhood. Whilst the family were never rich, she has never had to endure the bite of poverty or hunger. Like many in the city Lyrial has absorbed something of the “cattle” mentality of citizens whose every want is provided for. She worships the Defiler because she was taught to do so, rather than through true zealotary, however such worship has left its mark and she is able to see and appreciate the darker undercurrents of the society she lives in. Raised by her mother, Melody, she has no idea who her father is, though she presumes it was one of her mothers’ many clients. Beautiful in her youth, Melody was able to draw her clientele from the prominent houses of the city, men who preferred the fantasy of engaging someone more akin to a mistress than one of the prostitutes working the docks. Intelligent and inquisitive from an early age, Lyrial soon discovered the lure of the written word. Devouring any writings her mother was able to acquire, she worked hard in her lessons to ensure that when she left her writing skills were well above average. Inspired by the beautiful religious tracts she glimpsed in the Temple of the Black Sun, and the favourite stories she learnt as a child she quickly realised she was more interested in words as an artform rather than studying as a scholar. She had hoped at one time to attend the University of Zeltiva, however her mothers’ descent into drink and drugs as her beauty faded soon quashed whatever dreams Lyrial may have nurtured. Finding work as a simple scribe at the IHL, Lyrial was just able to earn enough to support both of them until her mothers’ death. Whilst she enjoys her work, she knows that if she stays at the IHL she will never be able to improve her skills, or change what has become the dull monotony of her life. Language Fluent Language: Common Poor Language:

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~ Skills ~ Skill EXP Total Proficiency Writing 11SP + 15RB 26 Competent Copying 15SP 15 Novice Storytelling 9SP 9 Novice Calligraphy 5SP 5 Novice Cryptography 5SP 5 Novice Negotiation 5SP 5 Novice ~ Lores ~ Lore History of Ravok Ravok Layout

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~ Possessions ~   Housing Location: Ravok House: An average sized, single room apartment with a bed, table, a couple chairs, wardrobe, and complimentary chamber pot (SP) Bookcase, poor Wash basin, good Small chest, average quality   Clothing Simple shirt - white (SP) Simple pants - black(SP) Simple undergarments (SP) Simple Coat(SP) Simple Boots(SP)   Equipment Waterskin (SP) Backpack (SP) Comb (bone) Brush (bone) Soap Razor Eating knife (SP) Flint & steel (SP)   Writing Scrollcase, leather Quills Leather journal, blank Ink vial, black Spice box (used for storing ink vials)   Miscellaneous Balanced Rations (1 weeks worth)   Heirloom Caligraphy toolkit gifted to her by her mother. Contains coloured ink vials, quills, several brushes, small knife and blank parchment. [/color][/size]

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~ Ledger ~ Winter 514AV Item Credit Debit Total SP 100gm 100gm Bookcase, poor 1gm 99gm Wash basin, good 5gm 94gm Small chest, average 1gm 93gm Scrollcase, leather 1gm 92gm Quills x 3 15cm 91gm, 8sm, 5cm Book, blank 3gm 88gm, 8sm, 5cm Ink vial, black 1gm 87gm, 8sm, 5cm Spice box 5gm 82gm, 8sm, 5cm

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