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Archiiiiving.
Name: Somnastra Elenthalion
A note about her name: Elenthalion is her mother's name. This is partially due to the fact that her father essentially abandoned his when he left the Emerald Guard.
Titles: Ranger, Sentinel, Healer
Nickname/Alias: Som. If you try to call her Sommy, you might find an arrow trained at your nose (unless you're Harleen~).
Age: 31. She thinks. She stopped paying attention a few years ago. (She is actually 37)
Gender: Female
Height: 5'11"/180cm
Build: Slender, with powerful shoulders accustomed to drawing a bow. Long-limbed and lithe.
Hair: A rather surprising shade of auburn
Eyes: Gray
Skin: Tanned
Social Status: Ambivalent
Sexuality: Married
Weight: none of your business
Date of Birth: She forgot her birthday years ago. She knows it's before midwinter, but can't remember details beyond that.
Date of Death: n/a
Homeland: Thelara
Current Home: Theloa. Frequently visits Vigil's Rest and her husband's place in Tauredal.
Identifying Marks: At least while fully-clothed, the only thing out of place is a scar on her left forearm that looks as if it were ravaged by a wild animal. If you are sly enough to catch her swimming or bathing, however, you will notice a palm-sized crescent moon-shaped birthmark on her left shoulder blade. This mark has caused her some distress, for while she is familiar with the named gods, she is unfamiliar with the ways of She Who Is Beyond Names, although her distress has mellowed into ambivalent curiosity, based on recent events.
Appearance: While attractive, she is not particularly striking in any sense beyond her auburn hair, which she keeps braided most of the time. Her height puts her at slightly taller than average for a human, but fairly short for a forest elf. Indeed, there is not much to distinguish her heritage, as she's not terribly outside the norm for either race, except for her hair, which is unusual either way.
Voice: Tauriel. Which surprised me.
Strengths: The years she spent in the woods with her mother’s people and then subsequently in isolation honed her hunting and survival skills, which includes archery, tracking, some plant lore, and stealth.
Fears: Losing Dayter. Something happening to Glenn. She is not so fond of underground spaces, but this is not as debilitating as it once was.
Weaknesses: Her fierce independent nature has caused some problems with maintaining interpersonal relationships in the past. She has a hard time connecting with people comfortably, often manifested by making the wrong decision when faced with tension. She has a very difficult time expressing herself. She is alsocompletelyignorant of most politics and (due to her early childhood and recent isolation) interracial tensions (for the most part). She is also ignorant of more... urbane customs, which is bound to get her into trouble eventually.
Intelligence: As she doesn't say much, she can be mistakenly categorized as simple (although Daeron called her brilliant. Wat). However, without a healthy helping of wits, she would not have survived on her own this long.
Religion and cults: While not especially spiritual, she was raised to revere Shalherana and Theodra by her elven mother and taught to honor all gods who affect the natural world. In the course of her travels, she has also come to give special credence to Bilworth, although she has little use for money and less for trade. For a time, she also paid homage to Skeira, but has not done so for many years.
Languages: Common (fluent)
Elven (fluent, but awkward verb conjugations)
Profession: Fletcher. Som's arrows are exquisitely made, and she has surprising control (within reason, of course~) over the spine of the shafts through various techniques. Most of her arrows are customized to the draw of the Rangers, but she has a fair selection of a variety of matched lengths and flexibility. Will often spend time fletching when stressed, or needing time to think.
Ranger. Espouses the ideals of Theodra and strives to maintain balance in the Northern Kingdoms. (This is usually against supernatural threats such as Corruption). Maintains her skills as a hunter, archer, and fletcher in support of this.
Sentinel. One of the leaders of the Rangers. She is responsible for guiding training for the next generation of recruits as well as providing direction when needed. She shares these duties with Abel Thorne.
Healer. Apprenticed to Tzemik Kevasn, she has been taught a variety of skills for mundane healing, which aids in first aid and triage. Although the Silver Serpent is no more, Som seeks to continue her training, and still considers it her duty to heal those who ask.
Clothing: Usually wears a light green or white linen undertunic, brown leather jerkin, green and brown pants, boots, and a woodsman's cloak made for her by Raindes. She also wears a belt with a few pouches and some hunting tools (such as her hunting knife).
Weaponry: She does not carry weapons of war, but rather tools of hunting. This includes her father's longbow, a hunting knife made from the bone of a wolf, and a seax knife that she still seems mildly uncomfortable with.
Hygiene: Fastidiously clean. If there is a source of water about, she will bathe at least once a day, or more if she has done something particularly messy. This does not mean she is afraid to get her hands dirty, or is phobic of dirt.
Backstory: Born to an elven mother and human father, her first eight years of life were happy, if lonely. Her father Lomion had been an Emerald Guard, but had abandoned his duty and left his order long before Som was born. He wandered the world for many years before meeting a maiden of the forest elves named Kiriliel and falling in love. Because of his history, he was not very welcome among his wife’s people, and so they made a life for themselves on the outskirts, with their young daughter Som, and Kiriliel’s herbcraft to sustain them. From her father, Som learned the skills of a master marksman, and from her mother, she learned to move silently through the forest, and how to read the spoor of animals as if they were written in a book. She came to revere the forest by following her mother, and the tales her father told gave her a yearning to follow the horizon. Lomion was silent regarding his earlier days, and his quiet disdain for the sword that he set down rubbed off on his daughter.
When Somnastra was eight, her family was accosted in the woods by a troupe of bandits. Her father fought them off while his wife and daughter fled, but was ultimately overpowered. After that, her mother took Som to live with the wood elves for safety, but the happy days were over. Som was no longer surrounded by love and acceptance, but was faced with grief – her own as well as her mother’s – and distance from children and adults alike. Catalyzed by her human blood, she grew faster than the other children, and was never able to comfortably associate with them. She began spending long hours walking the woods and shooting her bow. She became reticent, and would quietly watch others at play and work without every offering – or risking – anything of herself.
At the age of eighteen, she kissed her still-grieving mother goodbye, slung her bow over her shoulder, and set out to walk the world her father knew. She travelled for many years, never staying long anywhere with many people. When Chaos came, she loosed her arrows in the defense of the forest, but it was for naught. She fled. When she stepped foot in the new Altera, she realized that this probably meant her mother’s death – the only remaining soul she cared for. She was utterly alone. She resolved to learn more about her father. This would have been a daunting task, bordering on impossible, if she had not happened upon Akio Takeshi as she was trying to determine whom to search among first. There was something about him that seemed familiar, and she was willing to follow him for a time, not realizing at first that he had been a member of the same order that her father was.
After joining Akio's house, Somnastra found herself anchored for the first time since she was a girl. She had comrades, if not friends, and surprised herself with her own loyalty to House Takeshi and the Emerald Mercenaries. Then one day she returned to the castle stronghold of the order to discover that Akio, who had been the embodiment of house and guild, had disappeared, and the house was in turmoil. It did not take long to crumble and for the merceneries to disperse. Som found herself adrift... again. Faced with resurgent feelings of grief and loss, she shouldered her pack and set off into the wilds, where she stayed in utter isolation for years.
She has now returned to civilization, although the exact reasons are a mystery even to herself. She is slow to speak, rare to smile, and is more likely to walk away from an insult that to express anger.
KEY INFORMATION:
ETHICS AND MOTIVATIONS:
Personality: Usually terse and close-mouthed. Can be quite kind and empathetic, but does not typically pry into others' business. When she hates, it's savage.
Alignment: Neutral? Neutral good? Somewhere in that zone. [Neutral*/Good, Neutral, Neutral]
Short Term Goals:Return to her mother's people.
Long Term Goals: Protect her family.Establish Theloa as one of the centers of Ranger training.
Give Glenn a happier childhood than she had.
Continue to cultivate skills with herbs.
(Arrows. Arrows. Always arrows.)
Heal
Do as Tzemik asks of her.
Rangers.
Items of Significance: She tries not to be overly sentimental, but lately, that's been a lost cause.
She treasures her cloak, which was made for her by Raindes after her previous cloak was ... appropriated by Mhaegan.
Her bow was crafted by her father, and although it has seen many years of use, has been well maintained.
She usually wears a small diamond necklace, given to her by Dayter.
She also has a necklace with a talisman of Shalherana on it which was given to her by her mother, which she generally keeps in one of her pouches.
She carefully keeps a nice, embossed journal from Athryl, although not much is written inside.
In fact, except for the gift inscription, the only thing actually kept in the journal is a pressed Churoulta blossom and a pressed rose.
A hunting knife made of bone, with a tribal sheath in elven style - the bone comes from the wolf she and Ced killed while hunting.
A necklace made from the teeth of the same wolf.
She also keeps a bear pelt given to her by Sven, but doesn't quite know what to do with it.
A ring with a single diamond on it. Usually wears it, unless she is doing something where it might get lost, then keeps it carefully stowed.
A cup.
A long seax knife similar to the one Dayter carries, inscribed with the elven word for "Ready." Made by Abel.
A sword left by Rahas that she doesn't expect to ever use.
INSPIRATIONS:
I didn't really consciously pull Som from anywhere... but she's quite like Katniss from Hunger Games or Elsa from Frozen (shut up, I still watch Disney movies).
My in-game name is: Somnastra
Somnastra
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Archiiiiiiving
CyberChaosV2
Lord of Altera
nuuuuu, there must be pictures!Pictures:
They're all gone
Somnastra
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....Yeah, well, when the forums migrated, they were lost.
And I don't think I have them in my hard drive. It makes me sad, too.
CyberChaosV2
Lord of Altera
WE WILL GET YOU PICTURES, EVEN IF WE MUST WALK TO MORDOR....Yeah, well, when the forums migrated, they were lost.
Somnastra
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But one does not simply walk into Mordor....
The_Tottot
Frosty
How dare you bring that un-canonical blasphemy into this house of Somnastra.
CyberChaosV2
Lord of Altera
THEN WE SHALL POGO STICK
The_Tottot
Frosty
But child . . . He simply walked in
Somnastra
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You. You're my favorite
Somnastra
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She changed her hurr
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