PCs:Suldove Ravadove

Suldove Ravadove

Basic Information

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Race: Half-Elf
Gender: Female
Age: Early 20's
Class: Wizard/Barbarian
Trust: Hedge
Faith:
Birthplace: Jechran
Current Residence:

Description

Suldove Ravadove stands almost 6 foot through several of those inches could be perceived as from her dreads. Think, long, sunkissed blonde hair that is twisted and braided into rope-like dreads and tied to form a ponytail that flows off the back of her head. Her eyes are a cool blue and she glances about with an almost feral look. Upon her face, neck, and shoulders are tribal marks in the sacred blue that denotes she was taking in a battle against Jechran, her worth to the tribe, and that she earned membership in the Blue Fox tribe of Tyedu. When she speaks it's in a mix of broken common with a mix of Tyeduian and Jechran accents to her words.

History

In the spring of her eighth year is when life takes a turn for the worse and Suldove on a path she could not turn away from. In that spring with the Blue Foxes of Tyedu starting their raids against Jechran lands protected by the Blood Wings. Wolsuldove, for the first time, allowed the twins to travel with the warriors as part of the support followers to remind her why she fights. Everything went as it always does. Blue Foxes push and gain ground and the Blood WIngs would push them back across the border then retreat into Jechran. Until the battle of Thick Trees along the borderlands with Tied. Unknown to Wolsuldove and her warriors was the alliance the Blue Foxes had with a band of outcast and criminals of various tribes of Tyedu; only known as 'The Circle'. As the Blood Wings held the line against the Blue Foxes. Was when The Circle moved against the flank and attacked the camp. Completely catching them off guard. The few guards were sained without honor and soon the camp it set was taken. Almost everyone killed or taken. The guard of Wolsuldove's children fought to the end protecting the children. Ravadove, being the braver of the picked up the fallen guard's' sword and as she tried to lift it up. Was punched so hard that she died then and there. Suldove was taken by The Circle as a prize.

Later she was traded to Blue Foxes with the promise that when came of age. She would be offered to the leader of The Circle to bond the Blue Foxes and the ally. For years she was beaten, forced, and enslaved by the Blue Foxes as resisted their ways and tried often to escape. For which she was hobbled on more than once. In her tenth year, while collecting wood for the hearths in a small grove of trees. The figure of a woman appeared and told her to submit and learn, survive and I'll come for you. Then vanished behind a tree. From that day and the eight years that followed. She submitted, she learned their ways, their words, their tactics, and earned their trust. By her twelfth year, she was accepted as Blue Fox and marked along her face, neck, and shoulder as a true member to celebrate the day of her taken. She was passed from family to family, to gather for and to learn from, to prepare her for life in the harshness of Tied. Upon her sixteenth year, she was given a bow and quiver and taught to hunt. Which is excelled at as it gave her time away from the tribe she was disgusted at embracing and would search for the woman that spoke to her all those years ago. Upon her seventeenth year, the agreement was made that at first snow of the fall, she would be given to Asema of The Circle to bond the two into one tribe.

That year was the most worrisome for young Suldove. She constantly searched for the woman and even tried to plan her own escape. Twice even considered ended it all so her future wouldn't be what they wanted it to but she would hear those words from the woman in her darkest hours. As the short summer ended, the lands were hit with furious storms and it appeared that autumn was not to be as the snow was on the way. The Circle appeared in the camp the next day with talk of bonding and belonging; a great celebration was in the works. Suldove was presented wearing a lovely fur from Asema and then ushered back to her tent. That night the storm hit hard, wind and snow came from all over. Everyone was in their tents seeking shelter from the elements. As Suldove sat watching her own little fire and coming to terms with her new life. The woman appeared from across the fire. Told her to leave everything that wouldn't keep her warm; daughter of my daughter. Together they stepped out in the storm and left the village unseen. As the storm covered their tracks. For days they walked with hardly a word said.

Days blended together and rarely stopping for long as they walked easterly. Finally, trees started appearing more often and a storm was waking. Even she knows the home was close. As they neared the border the woman told her that things had changed, daughter of my daughter but from here one has a chance. Then she vanished as Suldove turn to see around at the sounds of footsteps. Four heavily armed women in heavy purple armor were walking up and demanding to know who she is. She shouted she Suldove, daughter of Wolsuldove of the Blood Wings. Yet they kept coming and surrounded her. They asked her again and she reached it. For which she was beaten down to her knees. The one that seemed to be leader explained that Suldove and her twin Ravadove died at the battle Thick Trees and that Wolsuldove and most of the Blood Wings died that next spring at the battle of Frozen Creek. The remaining Blood Wings were taken into the Black Leaves. As they prepared to beat her down again, one of the four shouted stop and asked her what was Wolsuldove's sword named? Suldove thought a moment then grinned before answering. She explained her mother never carried a sword but a fail she called 'Thicket' cause she had all the chains on it fashioned to look like rose thicket covered in thorns. With that, the four stepped back. Three of them walk off back into the trees and one stayed.

After a long silence, that one spoke to Suldove. She explained that much has changed in along the border with Wolsuldove death. Their tribe is no more, and the few left follow another leader. She went on to explain it not safe for her, your marked up like a Blue Fox and even speak like one. Most would kill you on sight in the name of Wolsuldove. If they know you are her daughter then it will be worse. Best everyone thinks your dead already.

Suldove did just that and headed south just out of sight of the Jechran border except for on the fourth night. She knew that landscape and it was Thick Trees. That night she slipped across and there on a tree was carved "here lives Suldove Ravadove, daughter of Wolsuldove, killed in combat". Without a doubt the one that had carved it was not her mother nor anyone that knew them. As she walked off she spoke to herself Suldove Ravadove over and over and decided to take her sister's name as her family name. In the hopes of living a life for her twin too.

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Suldove's Portrait is custom and located with the others via Portrait Change Over Process GoogleDrive Link