Svelonde || Mercenary || Female

| Basic |

Name :: Svelonde
Age :: 4
Year of Birth :: 550, Year of the Moon
Gender :: Female
Sexuality :: Pansexual
Breed :: Rifle Royale
Fertility :: 70%

Slot Used :: 1

 

| Affiliation |

Group :: Asmundr
Profession :: Soldier | Mercenary → Knight → Paladin

 

| Family |

Sire :: Hrothulf (Deceased)
Dam :: Tsveta (Deceased)
Siblings :: Joska (Brother)

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| Appearance |

Phenotype :: Red Liver with Oryx Mask, Urajiro, Fox Paws, Leopard Spots, Caribou Stripe
Genotype :: aa bb Dd CCch EmX xx ExFx FeLs CeStr
Eye Color :: Blue
Build :: Sturdy frame with lean but strong muscles. Moves deliberately and without excess.
Height :: 75 cm
Additional Details :: Crown mane. There's a notch in her left ear.

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| Personality |

Likes :: Competition, Companionship, Running, Hard Work, Swimming.
Dislikes :: Weak Dogs, Needlessly Aggressive / Entitled Males, Loud Noises, Storms.
Strengths :: Sharp Hearing, Physically Strong, Quick to Make Decisions Based on Instinct.
Weaknesses :: Easily Overwhelmed by Excess Noise, Prone to Overexertion, Fails to Think Things Through.

Personality :: Svelonde is a confident dog whether that confidence is earned or not. She moves ahead believing herself to be in the right, or that her intentions are always good, the benefit of the doubt that she does not give to anyone else. She is wary of others, their actions, and intentions, keeping a close eye on any creature in her path lest they prove her paranoia right and force her to take action into her own paws.

Within her pack, Svelonde is likely to be recognized as someone unfailingly loyal and sociable despite her abrasive attitude. She enjoys the company of others, but she doesn't often think about what she is doing for her friends. In this way she comes off as domineering and selfish, though she is willing to correct herself if the packmember is someone who has gained her respect.

A willful dog, Svelonde is hard to deter from her goals and motivations, however good or bad they might be. She tends to get tunnel vision, making her seem single-minded until someone helps her look at the larger picture. The easiest way to do this is to remind her of the gods and the rules of the pack.

Svelonde considers herself lawful both in the eyes of the pack and the gods, and she will do anything to avoid disrupting the peace or to protect it. She is a soldier first and a dog second, and this manner of thinking often leads her to violence. She seldom shies away from a legitimate fight, retreating only if the odds are not in her favor, or if she has been ordered to fall back.

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| Attributes |

Attack :: 20
Defense :: 10
Experience :: 16

Breakdown

       10 :: Reference
        6 :: A Druid's Duty

| Inventory |

    Weapons :: Stone Knife
    Armor ::
    Accessories :: Ruby Warrior Profession Necklace
    Companions ::

    Craft Materials :: 

 

| Backstory |

Svelonde was born in a litter of two to a mated pair of Rifle Royales in the Frozen East Settlement. Her mother, Tsveta, was a warrior nearly crippled by the Meteor tribe, and Svelonde's father, Hrothulf, was the shaman who had helped her regain not only much of her mobility but her will to live.

From an early age, Svelonde and her brother Joska were trained to defend themselves by their mother. Tsveta lived in fear that either of her children would be taken by the Meteor Tribe, and her fear turned to anger. She placed immense pressure on her pups, tempered only by Hrothulf who could occasionally pull her back.

Svelonde and Joska went through the Rite of Passage together and excelled. The other young adults gave them others to spend time with, and the two grew apart, finally free to spread their wings. Svelonde quickly stepped up into a leader role, helping others get their hunts without allowing anyone to slack.

Upon returning home the next spring, Svelonde met Lilou, a female who had been found and allowed to join Asmundr. The two were fast friends and soon teetered on the brink of more. Svelonde's rough edges were smoothed by Lilou, and her family could finally see that she had grown into a stable and mature adult.

Tsveta and Hrothulf were traveling from the Frozen East to West Tunnels when they were attacked and killed by a night beast. Svelonde, Joska, and Lilou mourned their loss, and the siblings became closer again as they hadn't been in years. But the sharing of fond memories soon turned sour with Joska remembering their childhood 'games' as being the strict training they really were.

Unwilling to listen to Joska speak ill of their parents, Svelonde drove him from their parents' tent. She howled in the agony of losing him, too, left only with Lilou who saw fit to try and fix the mistakes her love had made. Lilou left the tent to find Joska in late summer, and come the melting of that winter's snow, Svelonde raised a memorial stone in her honor.                                     

The loss of Lilou turned Svelonde's edges sharp again. She longed to forget, and threw herself fully into everything in order to silence the whispers in her head that this was all her fault. She left the Frozen East to join the Warriors permanently at the Shaded North Settlement, where she could drive herself constantly to the brink and be rewarded, even praised for it.