|
|
| Valkyrie Seidh
|
| Race:
|
Kinfolk
|
| Full Name:
|
Urd Angrboda Sigrun Silfrsvard
|
| Date of Birth:
|
The first of Spring
|
| Heritage:
|
Nordic
|
| Occupation:
|
Huntress / Crafter / Seidh
|
| Demeanor:
|
Survivor
|
| Tribe:
|
Fenrir
|
| Other:
|
Kinfolk
|
| Apparent Age:
|
18
|
| Height:
|
6'1"
|
|
| Paths of Fate
|
Were
- Urd is a Kin of the Fenrir (Get of Fenris)
- Urd is a very traditional character. Sometimes to a fault.
- Urd does not approach the city.
- Urd is a known Seidh (Seer).
Mortal
- Urd can be found out hunting.
- Urd can be found out at the seaside diving for fish and shellfish. No permit. (Ops)
- Urd doesn't technically exsist.
Other
- Urd has visions of the future.
- Things Urd says have a way of coming true.
- Urd can see great distances even without being there.
|
| Gifts from the Mother
|
| Appearance
|
 
|
| Charisma
|
|
| Pure Breed
|
|
|
| Acute Vision
|
Ambidextrous
|
| Bard's Tongue
|
|
| Gifts from the Anscestors
|
- The overall visage of this young female speaks strongly of Northern European blood; 'pretty' but in a fierce way. Her body has ample curves, wherever she was before she came to this place was not unkind to her; long muscled legs, a swell of powerful feminine hips, a firm backside that dip into a well toned middle with a very slight rounded belly and a full chest. She is a testament to her heritage, though shes more fit than well fed these days. Her shoulders somewhat broad slope gently and lead into arms that are proportioned to her athletic stature ending in oddly slender fingers.
- Shes painted herself into a pair of slightly worn jeans. These perhaps a tad small for her as they hug fairly tight (Though shopping for someone her height cant be easy). On her feet she has a pair of leather boots that hide under the boot cut of the jean, the heels seem to be boiled leather rather than standard. On the Valkyrie's toned and feminine torso a ribbed tank top of white, perhaps a size too small, is stretched tight, showing off youthful muscle tone and unbound breasts. The hem of the white cotton ending at the woven belt she has laced into the jeans. And over it all she wears a leather vest lined with real fur.
- Her hair is such a pale shade of blonde it is nigh white. Thick and unruly, it is well kept and clean she often pulls it back into a high ponytail or braided up in a crown which is often. When it isn't however the long locks hit her at the back of the knees. Her face bears all the strong and oddly exotic mix of the Nordic folk. High cheekbones a strong though not overly broad jawline, a straight slightly snubbed nose and a plump mouth that is too often pulled into a thin thoughtful line. Accented by ash blond arched brows are a pair of almost too pale blue eyes. They're stunning with a darker outer rim dimming to powder blue around the iris.
|
| Music
|
|
|
| Tales
|
| Where you recognize evil, speak out against it, and give no truces to your enemies.
- ~Hávamál, st. 127
The All-Father wove the skein of your life a long time ago. Go and hide in a hole if you wish, but you won't live one instant longer. Your fate is fixed. Fear profits a man nothing.
- ~Herger the Joyous, 13th Warrior
Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see my mother,
and my sisters, and my brothers.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people,
Back to the beginning!
Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them,
In the halls of Valhalla!
Where the brave may live forever!
- ~The Viking Prayer, 13th Warrior
|
| Trophies
|
| Urd/Items
|
|
