Thoughts on the Trials:

Syllivanna remains neutral about the trials. Being the next in line to face them she believes that this set will be no different considering its been years, eons, centuries, since any generation has been able to bring back the dragon. She has respect for the tradition and that’s pretty much that.

Appearance:

Syllivanna stands at a short height of 5’6 and has a relatively thin yet fit physique. She walks with an air of grace and on silent feet. She has a soft heart shaped face with soft supple cheekbones. Vi’s face is littered with freckles across the bridge of her nose all along her cheekbones. Atop her cheekbones she bears a slightly lighter skin tone which makes her freckles stand out. She has fairly thin yet average shaped eyebrows that tend to give away her emotions or thoughts, a soft button nose, and a set of full luxurious lips. Her large round eyes give her a very innocent and youthful appearance and are bicolored. Her left eye is a pale sage green and her right eye is of the palest blue, sometimes they may appear opposite of one another or entirely grey which is a trait that is entirely her own. She has curly raven black hair that is kept short at roughly mid-neck length. Her sharp pointed ears are littered with silver hoops that hug the edges of her ears and has an obsidian industrial piercing on her left ear right at the very tip that juts across. She has a single lip piercing on the left side of her bottom lip.

Given her short height Vi has the more of a gatherer build, however, remains to be well-muscled. Her incredibly lithe silhouette is fortunately complimented by a full set of wide hips and a relatively smaller filled-in bust. Her lower extremities are well muscled compared to her upper extremities which happen to edge on the leaner side rather than muscular side. She has a slim and slender waist that is well maintained with exercise. On occasion she may expose this waist for the peering eyes of anyone who dares to chance a glance. As stated earlier Syl walks with very light feet and a graceful air, much like a feline she always manages to lands on her feet and prowl about with an eloquent sway of her hips.

Syllivanna has yet to undergo her first shift and is hoping that the trials may hasten its arrival seeing as her parents were both late shifters.

With regards to apparel, Vi has a very flexible wardrobe. She tends to err on the side of revealing much of her skin. She owns several form-fitted high-neck cropped tank tops, bandeaus, and lace bustier tops. Her clothing colors lean towards soft pastels; more along the lines of off-whites and creams. When lounging she generally lives in oversized cotton shirts that reach mid-thigh length and enjoys wandering barefoot. For bottoms she may be found wearing black or tan form-fitted cotton pants that cinch at the ankles along with ankle-high beige brown leather boots. During colder months she may be found wearing form-fitting mock-neck long sleeve cropped tops and a fur coat with a thicker set of cotton bottoms that are high-waisted and fur lined boots. Concerning additional accessories, she may occassionally be found with a flower in her hair tucked into her left ear.

Personality:

Docile | Soft-Spoken | Gentle | Articulate | Calm | Caring | Clever | Disciplined | Genuine | Honest | Intuitive | Mature | Observant | Mellow | Quiet

Syllivanna is a rather docile and quiet being. She is very approachable and virtually gets along with many members of the tribe. She is not one to hold a grudge and abhors all forms of interpersonal conflict. Sylv is someone who is incredibly open-minded and keeps her wits about her. Well disciplined in respecting those who are much older than her and authority she is considerably a golden child, the epitome of a caring and gentle soul. Keeping mostly to herself unless passing by members or approached she passes her time observing people.

Vi enjoys all forms of banter from educational and factual to downright playful; she is incredibly articulate and has been that way from birth. She selects her words carefully to ensure no insult is to be made to any party she is involved with and speaks with the clearest intentions at heart. She radiates a degree of peace wherever she is and enjoys caring for the youngest members of the tribe to the heavily pregnant and even the injured and sick. She brings light in the darkest of places and has no qualms with it. So much so her open and honest nature enables her to come off as genuine rather than asinine or bitter.

Being a mellow person she comes off as very mature for her age. Having much free time as a child has allowed her to be incredibly inventive and creative. Additionally, her exploration as a child has allowed her a degree of enhanced intuition for her age. She oftentimes holds the weight of many on her shoulders frequently serving as an individual to offer advice whenever approached or asked. Given her light kindhearted nature she very rarely if ever raises her voice loud enough for a large room to hear. She is immensely soft-spoken which is subject to change following The Trials.

Name:
Timah Mausi Wyanetta Revin
Often is Called Mouse
Age:
17 Years
Gender:
Female
Sexuality
Unsure Truthfully
Role:
Apprentice
Desired Role:
She's not entirely sure as of this moment.
Thoughts on the Trials:
Mouse is simultaneously excited and nervous about the trials. She's not exactly sure what is going to happen, but she's thrilled to be apart of it.
Appearance:

Credit Belongs to MaeEllen on Picrew.

Timah is a young woman within the clan who could easily be described as a conventional beauty. Standing at a hair over 5'10", she is tall, willowy, and build like a feminine bean pole. Meaning, she is slender in appearance, but with the feminine qualities of a full bosom and backside. There is a softness to her that one might not expect to see in an Apprentice of the Trials, a quiet and relaxed aura of kindness and warmth. But that softness is a physical trait as well. Since, despite her height, the young woman doesn't have the toned physique that another her age might. Instead she has lower musculature, and has more squishy qualities that will eventually lend to a naturally motherly nature later on.

Compared to her older brother, Ti's skintone is on the pale side with a noticeable peachy understone. Her skin is very expressive too, as it flushes easily in frustration, embarrassment and when flustered. It can be a simple, light dusting over her cheeks, to covering her face, ears and neck in stark red depending on the strength of the emotion.

It's easy to tell by looking at Timah that she still has some of those childish features that teenagers have, not yet growing into a fully adult woman. She has delicate but round chin, with full cheeks that soften her looks and make her seem the youth she is. Her eyes, though, which are maybe her most eye catching features, are a mix of hooded and round, giving that youthful innocence, but it's the bright Turqoise pools within that garner attention. They are like looking into the clearest pool of ocean water, open and clearly expressing her emotions. Her lips are semi-full, and sit below a well shaped nose for her face.

Complimenting her facial features is her hair. It's beautiful with it's long straight locks she commonly wears down, adorning it with different braids, beads, feathers, flowers, etc. Her straight hair is pale blonde in color, similar in shade to her brother's, but slightly lighter especially when paired with her paler skin tone. Timah's voice is quiet and soft, much like the rest of her, but it's quite soothing and melodic when heard, almost soothing to listen to. She also tends to smell subtley of sweet peach and nectar.

Personality:
Soft Spoken | Unsure of Herself | Shy | Quiet | Nervous | Noticeable Stammer | Friendly | Intelligent | Loves Plants and Animals | Agreeable | Amicable | Easy Going | Lovely | Simplistic | Flower Child | Free Spirited | Idealistic | Naive | Empath

Timah is a sweet character, the type who doesn't really have a bad of malicious bone in her body. She could easily be described as a flower child, one who prefers to go dancing through the field and making flower crowns over fighting, hunting, etc. This is partially due to being a natural empath, so emotions, especially strong negative ones, tend to be overwhelming for her. But, she is a caring soul, so if someone needs help, she will try to deal in order to help them if she is able to. However, due to this she tends to be extremely nonconfrontational, extremely uncomfortable with anything of the sort so she just tries to avoid it.

She is a simple creature, not the type to want for luxuries, and enjoys being out in nature. She is happiest when she is around animals and plants, and has an extreme love for deer especially, admiring their beauty and grace. It's rather noticeable that the young woman is quite nervous and naive, always thinking and expecting the best, but being nervous in her own skin around others. This nervousness leads to her having a noticeable stammer when speaking sometimes, it's not enough to be classified as a true stutter, but if she's under pressure or uncomfortable, the stammer will show immediately.

The quiet and shy creature that is Timah is rather friendly and intelligent, she's always happy to make new friends, and is most comfortable when reading or with her various animal friends. But, when first meeting someone or doing something new she is considerably timid and quiet, preferring to follow rather than lead. This leads her to being rather agreeable and amicable, always the one trying to keep things smooth and peaceful. Even if she doesn't like something or doesn't agree she isn't the type to voice her opinion unless she feels it's absolutely necessary, and even then she can be a bit of a push over.

Strengths:
1. Great with Animals & Plants
2. Open & Friendly
3. Nimble, Decent Flexibility and Agility
4. Quite Book Smart in Terms of Intelligence

Weaknesses:
1. No Penchant for Fighting or Violence
2. Extremely Empathetic; Gets Overwhelmed by Others' Emotions
3. Nervous and Unsure of Herself
4. Doesn't have Great Muscle Tone

Crush:
Maybe Open
Mate:
None
Kin:
While she has a lot of relative in her family, her full blood sibling is Koa Revin.
Affiliations:
Koa Revin | Big Brother - There is no one more in the clan that Timah idolizes more than her older brother. She cherishes him, respects him, and looks up to him like no one else. There is no one she is closer to, and she strives to be more like him even if she is fundamentally different in her own way.
Other:

Let me know if I missed anything. ^^

Name:

Ravae Quintana

First Meaning “To Dream”

Age:

123

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Heterosexual & Monogamous

Role:

Gatherer

Desired Role:

What more could she ask for? Though, she wouldn’t mind becoming a Mother one day.

Thoughts on the Trials:

They’re unsettling to her to say the least. She doesn’t understand why they must continue and doubts the supposed reasoning behind them. The cost of one’s very life just to revitalize whatever sorry past they had just… doesn’t sit right with her. Surely there has to be some other way?

Appearance:

Credit to Crowesn on Picrew for Image.

Ravae Quintana is a truly lithe figure amongst those of her clan, presenting a form of feminine grace. A lean structuring is the outline to her body, ample power to swiftly traverse the woodlands with ease while still thin enough to turn on a dime. Agility and speed are its highlights – a fact so clear that one may as well be looking through crystal waters. Her muscles settle mostly around her legs and chest to support both of these aspects, with said legs to be of especial focus. They are strong, all things considered, fit for a competitive long-distance runner while still having the means for an all out sprint. Though of great strength, they are are not built for any sort of physical attack – having little stability in the wake of one. Instead, their stability shines through when she is merely running about the forest, over stones and logs and ruins all the same. Rarely does she stumble whilst leaping across them or swiftly shifting her momentum to avoid the large obstacles. Her form takes a smaller height to compensate for her splendid agility and speed, leaving her at the shortest possible stature of 5’6”. Her skin is of a light sun kissed hue, on the paler side but not without its tan. Some may even describe it as a “creamy” shade. However, it is a wonder to many how it has so little tan with how often she is out and about. A show of old scarring paints the girl’s right arm, their lines a pale pink with age. They create a slight indent in her skin which is only noticeable upon contact with the area. This arm, though her dominant one, is weak from this old injury – the initial damage having done a number on its muscles. Over time she did manage to learn how to handle her other hand as well, though it is unlikely that it will ever be the same. No tribal markings can be seen anywhere on her form just yet.

The young lady’s face can simply be described as “cute” and “soft” in appearance. Its design emphasizes more gentle features, possessing a rounded structure with smooth and supple cheeks. The shape of a heart is its inspiration, almost mimicking its shape to a T. A consistent light flush lays over her cheeks, giving it a rosy and peppy look. Her nose carries some of this flush as well, though its hue takes a slightly darker approach. A light sprinkle of freckles spreads out among the flush, slightly difficult to pick out from it with their size and shade. Across her nose’s bridge are two old scars, carrying the same pale pink as that on her right arm. Its path leads it into a slant, starting to the right and going down to the top of her left cheek. Her lips are of a standard form but do carry slightly more bottom than top. They are often colored a lovely shade of red with whatever she has at her disposal. Thin, dark blonde eyebrows rest above her eyes – their positioning granting her a near-constant calm or serene resting face. The eyes below them are almond shaped and are typically held in an upturned friendly manner. Some may even say they are beaming with positivity. Their sclera is the usual white coloration while her irises are that of bluebell flowers. Her pupils are circular in form. Long, golden blonde hair flows from her scales centered in a middle part where it curves down to a point – playing into the heart-like structure of her head. When left alone, its strands can very well reach the middle of her back. However, she tends to braid the mass of follicles, bringing it back to an “appropriate” length. Though, not by much. The braid’s loops are thick but rather loose, easy to separate by design. Thick bangs sprout forth from her scale along the right side of her head, curving from the middle to said side before handing downwards. Its length causes it to cover the corner of her eye but nothing more. Two more strands of equal length extend from her scalp on either side, cutting in front of her ears. Those on the right mix a small bit with her main “set” of bangs, causing the two to be nearly indistinguishable if not for the differences in length. While the thicker bangs at the side of her cheek, the pair halts just before or after her neck meets her shoulders. Long and pointed are her ears like those of a common elf. Their tips and edges are tanned but not to a jarring degree. Her fangs are sharp but slightly shorter than average. Though still more impressive than those of a human.

Modest wear is the best way to define most of the blonde’s wardrobe, possessing nothing terribly fancy or outstanding. The majority of what she has was clearly prepared to get quite dirty, not shying away from that possibility in the slightest. They are practical, in a sense, while still holding some “feminine” charm amidst their making – much of which was implemented by her own two hands. Brown linen pants are a common sight on her form. They are somewhat form-fitting but not all that tight, allowing for some breathing room and maneuverability. A forest green shirt is what is often coupled with it, both of short and long sleeved variants. Golden embroidment can be found both, an aspect that was sewed in by herself. Both versions have this around their collars and hems of her sleeves, with the designs altering to represent bits of nature one would find in the primary seasons she wears them in. Leather boot-like shoes cover her feet – lightweight but with enough padding to provide some protection. Dresses are a rare sight to behold on her, with the only one she has being worn strictly for special occasions. She is the only one who knows what it looks like presently. During the winter months, she will dawn a fur coat as well as a scarf to keep warm.

Her accessories are a bit more prominent and noteworthy than her clothing, being the thing or things that really catch others attention. A leather belt is the first of these but not the most interesting. It wraps snuggly around her waist to the point that is almost constricting (but not unpleasantly tight). Numerous pouches line its sides, each decently sized and made to hold a good amount of items. She uses these to store some of what she gathers when working, with each pouch having been embroidered with golden-stranded images to signify what exactly they hold. A separate, larger pouch loops around her shoulder like a purse – its material the same sturdy leather as the belt. This purse acts as her own personal storage, holding the various trinkets she gathers when out and about – all stuff useless to the clan as far as she can tell. Naturally, golden embroidment is found here as well, with depictions of some of her past trinkets to show its designated purpose. The main noteworthy accessory or accessories are the odd nick-nacks she fills the loops of her braid with. Dried hers, the rare and beautiful wild flower, shiny and lustrous items that she can’t even name all stick out from her hair. Each night she removes them, only to put some fresher things back in the next morning. She does still leave some loops open in case she finds anything out in the field. If she plans on trekking through dense vegetation, she may even stick an old comb of hers (which she also found whilst exploring) into one of the loops so she can do some touch-ups later on.

Ravae’s voice is as dreamy as her namesake – not in the sense of its beauty but in the fact that it… does not sound “all there.” It is soft and gentle, mild even, often described as a sweet melody to the ears. A dreamy tone accompanies it, leading to that earlier notion. A single word is all it takes for someone to determine that her head is quite consistently in the clouds. Always mulling and thinking of whatever day-dreams she could possibly have running amuck up there. Pitch is on the higher end of things, but is the furthest from annoying. Its volume is quiet, as though one were listening to music on the lowest setting possible. It only truly raises when upset, where it does get surprisingly loud but is still nowhere near the yelling of others.

Personality:

Airhead || Dreamy || Thoughtful || Easily Distracted || Odd || Kind || Caring || Soft Spoken || Gentle || Friendly || Leaning Towards Outgoing || Adventurous || Naturally Curious || Scarily Observant || Collector Behavior || Creative || Knowledgeable || Superstitious

“The woods are of mysteries abound: tales of old and whispers of past remnants are its roots. Who are we not to uncover them?”

Ravae is not exactly the most serious of the Yloriax folk, her thoughts rarely lingering on any real-world topic. Wishes, dreams, hopes, theories, all being her main focus and not some mediocre task. Daydreams consistently overrider her mind – ponderings of possible routes for the day or ideas on what she could find next out in the woods typically slipping towards the front. You can’t blame her really. The mutters of most are rather uninspiring in her eyes. Much too strict and lacking any agency to be more carefree. Focused on “do this” and “do that” or “improve this” or “improve that.” Way too grim for her taste, leaving no room for joy and always worrying about tomorrow. It is not uncommon to see her daze off whilst in a conversation either, her mind trotting between her own uncoordinated thoughts. Certainly a more pleasant situation for her at least. Few manage to grasp her attention for long. It is due to this constant musing that some find her odd, having grown used to the far-off staring she can exhibit but not finding it comforting either.

Still, when outside of her own little world she has shown herself to be a kind, caring, and all around helpful individual. Her soft spoken and gentle nature lead many to enjoy her company even if they’ll likely do all the talking. She can even bouts of friendliness when she’s able to focus on one person for long enough! Not that she was anything but to begin with. At times, some may even claim her to be outgoing but others do doubt this. They’re not sure she can pay attention long enough to anything to show such behavior.

Adventure is one of the few aspects of life that earns any focus from the blonde. While not willing to go everywhere interesting she sees, it is quite common to have her wander off to new and intriguing areas when “on the job.” Any place that looks rich in history will instantly grasp at her mind, pulling her to the area like a butterfly to a fragrant flower – letting her own curiosity take the lead. She is scarily observant of these areas and the contents they hold. Sneaking up on her is no small task. Throughout traversing the area, she will pick up interesting, strange, and pretty looking items to take back with her. A collector of sorts is what she’s become, one with an eye for building stories. Most of these trinkets will wind up along the numerous shelves of her “hideout.” Others get stuck in the loops of her braid. The rest are turned into various, hand-crafted decorations within her house. A mark of creativity within her own home. It is from these trips and the large sum of questions she’s asked concerning her findings that she has become quite knowledgeable. Small fun facts are her forte as well as the odd utterance that may sprout from her when in the company of another, something completely dependent on her wild and racing mind. This knowledge has, however, grown some superstitions within her head – mostly concerning the aspect of fortune. She doesn’t strictly follow these beliefs, of course, but they may sway some of her choices at times.

Strengths:

+ Observant

+ Craftsman-ship

+ Random Knowledge

+ Swift

+ Agile

+ Stamina

Weaknesses:

- Durability

- Any Combat Skills

- No Attention Span

- Strange At Times

- Weak Right Arm

- Superstitious

Crush:

Open for some plotting~

Mate:

No, but she does wish to have one.

Kin:

Open

Affiliations:

Zinniah Livius – Her dearest friend!

Open

Other:

- Ravae has a little hideout not too far from the village (aka, her house which she refuses to call it) where she keeps all collected items from throughout the years. Shelves upon shelves of these objects can be seen throughout the building, if they haven’t been turned into some sort of decoration that is.

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