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Sveirja
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Age:

9 [Year 501 Winter]

Gender:

Female

Pronouns:

She/Her

Orientation:

Lesbian

Breed:

Shire

Height:

21 hh

Health:

10

Attack:

10

Experience:

11
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Last Visit:

12-25-2019, 01:37 AM

Joined:

12-21-2019

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Sveirja is a woman of massive proportions, standing at 21 hands and full of pure muscle. Her frame is stocky, musculature wrapping around a solid skeleton and forming one massive creature. Her body is cloaked in a pelt of buckskin coloration, the color so rich it almost appears as though she is made of pure brass. Black coats her legs as if she had dipped them in vats of ink. Fur trailing down in a feathering pattern along her hooves. Her muzzle is darkened with this same inky coloration. A large spiraling horn decorates her head, it claiming the same coloration that her body is coated in. Her mane and tail tumble downwards in long tresses like a blank night sky. They are full of volume and are quite silky when she has time to groom herself. Her eyes are the only difference in this two toned coloration of hers. They are a molten gold, like the most precious of metals. If one weren't careful they would think that they could burn themselves upon her stare alone.

Adventurous | Chivalrous | Dignified | Abrasive | Arrogant | Honest | Honorable | Loyal | Aggressive | Authoritarian


Sveirja is a woman full of piss and vinegar. Though never one to shout, her voice and is rather hard to hear when speaking normally. She is born of battle and fire, and can be rather peaceful if the day is calm. When the days are hot or someone can't keep their mouth shut is when she snaps. Her hooves aren't the only thing she uses to her advantage, a sharp mind being something that she holds as well. Although she can speak just fine, she does struggle with finding the right words to say.

She loves the thrill of the fight, and the sight and smell of blood makes her feel both alive and powerful. However she is is earnest, and fair, not the type to scheme or play dirty. She is rather truthful and merciful, having a horrible time lying and never wanting to take the life of another sentient creature unless absolutly neccesary. Beatings are common, but death takes a heavy toll on both mind and body. If she were to kill, knowing or even unknowing, she would not take it lightly. Prayers to the divines would most certainly follow such a grevious act.

She is a faithful companion, loyal to a fault and believes anyone who has earned her trust due to that being one of the more difficult tasks when pertaining to her. This can cause issues as she can easily be lied to by those who have earned her respect. That being said she does know when to put her hoof down, more than happy to give anyone a piece of her mind should they act like a fool. She does not take insults gracefully, often escalating the situation into a fight if no one else is there to calm her down. Even so, surprising most, she isn't a very outgoing individual. In fact she is rather shy and hesitant about talking with new creatures and would rather spend her time alone studying if the call to battle isn't singing in her veins.

Sveirja was born to a small band of horses consisting of an entire group of female warriors. She does not know the nature of her birth nor does she care to know, they were her family and her family they will remain. She was the fifth member of the traveling warriors. They were not swords for hire nor were they a band of vagabonds that pillaged whatever they could. They were nomads, foraging for food and training each other in the old ways. They spoke kindly to one an other and to them Sveirja was their communal child.

Sveirja grew to love the female form and the power it could possess. She strove to be as powerful as she could, surprising all with her speed and size. Her familiar Svagabi joined her upon her travels with the group. They both having a severe love hate relationship with one another. She knew her time was coming, childhood soon leaving her in a fleeting moment. A choice would have to be made, one that would most certainly dictate her future. It was not going to be easy nor would it be something she would enjoy.

They had called her to the clearing, the eldest coming fourth with her eyes of wisdom and strategy. No one spoke, all listening to the one considered the wisest. She spoke of the meeting, granting the rights of the ancients and speaking clearly to all. Next came the strongest, the one who was covered in scars and had seen more battles than any of the rest. She spoke of the strength, of her pride, and encouraged all to respect the choice that was to be made. Finally, came the mother, the only one of the clan that had birthed a child. She spoke of motherhood, the maiden, and that no matter what they were all to remain as part of a single family.

Sveirja came forward to make her choice, having been raised in the throes of battle and trained all her life to be a warrior her family could be proud of, it was time. Was she to leave and return with stories of her travels through death. Or to stay, help raise a new member and teach what she could. Her choice was a simple one, to leave, to make her family proud and lead the way on the battle field for others. Off she had gone, and now she arrives here to make her claim.

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Svagabi is an average sized raven with deep black feathers that hold a purple iridescent sheen to them when caught in direct sunlight. His eyes however are a bright shade of sapphire.

When it comes to him and Sveirja he is the voice of reason and is a rather big stick in the mud. Not quite fearful but most certainly is one for staying out of trouble. After all no one likes the smell of blood for to long? Right Sveirja, Sveirja!




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She speaks Old Norse fluently, and has a heavy "viking-like" accent when speaking the common tongue.



Pretty chill, will stalk chat more often than not. Feel free to send me a plot or idea if you want to.

Played by:

Ozone (PM Player)

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12/22/19 Character application approved, +20 signos sent for ref, realistic bonded approved upon acceptance (member's free restricted item), sent item - LAYLA
12/22/19 +1 EXP for gaining an interactive agora item (realistic bonded), player declined a quest -LAYLA
04/17/22 Moved to inactive from Dusk Court Soldier during EOY507 AC. -INKBONE