Name: Gwyn Cwtta

Guild/clan: Jarren people of the Cwtta clan.

Title: Protector, Heirophant Druid

Date of birth: 5/18/78

Class: Druid/Ranger

Alignment: N/G

Race/species: Human/Dryad

True form: Humanoid

Other forms: Humanoid

Eyes: Cloud blue

Hair: Messy black

Skin: Heavy tan

Description: With eyes of a clouded grey she stares out from under a mess of untamable black hair, cut short but unmanaged. Her features sharp and slightly dower, lips thin, and nose short. A wiry frame of about five and a half feet, and seeming a bit under weight does not diminish her appearance in any fashion. A pierced arrow’s field point lies between her black leather bound breasts being merely a strap of suede tied between her shoulder blades. Fine muscles smooth just below the smooth deeply tanned skin of her stomach, sides and back. A thin slip of leather is lashed to the right of her top to secure a swath of the same hide around her hips, sewn into pants by a leather worked weave along the sides of each leg in a criss-cross fashion, leaving the skin visible beneath to an extent. Her feet are protected by boots of maroon, buckled to her knees with the same criss-cross fashion of leather laces. A sharp tattoo appears low upon her stomach to the left, an inter weave of a Gallic design also in black. Upon her wrists are leather tendrils, a tightly tied thong of sorts, each ending about six inches in length. A simple and inexpensive grey travelers cloak is upon her shoulders, and nearly always a grey glaive - smoothed by the use of her hands - is present, a good foot taller than she with a jagged and harsh obsidian tip. If one saw beneath her cloak, a fine and well tended to whip of black leather is tied to a separate thong inside the lining of the cloak - twenty feet long bull whip.

Attitude/personality: Kindly, friendly even, but cautious. Rude if annoyed.

Biggest character flaw: Tradition, and Religion out-rule personal choice.

Biggest physical weakness: Deaf

Parents: Silowin, Arcia Cwtta

Guardians, siblings, children: Fen, a boy of eight years who is assistant in her tent, second cousin. Ka'Leshere, alien assistant newly accepted in her tent. Imishi, Calteal, and Neut, then men of her tent.

Husband/boyfriend: None. By clan rules a Protecter has pick of men, but is not to settle down nor bear children.

Close friends: Geminavial

Worst enemies: None

Pets: Merideth, blue roan mare.

Collections: Leather thongs and wooden beads, though it is more a ritual thing of rite and status to collect these.

God(dess): Drak' Aurik, the Jarren god of Magic, Nature, Knowledge and the Sun.

Dream/goal: To protect the clan till death, possibly by means of becoming preistess.

Hobbies: Riding for hours at the end of her watch till she finds the sea, and there she swims alone.

Skilled at: Riding, use of the glaive and whip, moving silently, tactics, equestrian arts, caring for the needs of those in her tent.

Favorite thing to do: Sit in the grasses and just feel the shift of the ground under her from the passage of others who do not know she is there.

Favorite thing to wear: The clothing befitting her class as Protector.

Favorite color: Maroon.

Favorite flower: Violets.

Favorite animals: Horses, wolves.

Favorite drink: Water, lemon-aid.

Favorite food: Fresh liver with wild onions.

Favorite weapons: 6'6" Glaive, 20' Bull-whip, hidden 5" dagger.

Favorite belonging: Peirced arrow's feild point necklace.

Favorite body part on her: Her arms.

Favorite body part on the opposite sex: A nice strong back.

Tattoos or birthmarks: A sharp tattoo appears low upon her stomach to the left, an inter weave of a Gallic design also in black. Special meaning to her clan meaning "outside mystery"

Piercings: None

Best place to hang out: Open areas where Merideth can go as well.

What do you sleep in, and where do you sleep?: Tent in a fur lined sleeper.

Important lessons: Never underestimate anyone, anything.

Best advice: Mind the runes, your heart will tell you if they need challenging.

Overused words or phrases: If it is the will of the clan. Morning watch comes early. Good day/Night. Her speech should be mostly free of endearments, efficent if nothing else.

Most awesome experience: The night she challenged the pristess openly to re-throw the runes as her right by Dryad blood. This openned old contentions that she was not all clan. Her re-throw proved her true, and gained her status higher still. It would have meant her life if she had been wrong.

Scariest experience: Being hunted by a snake man in the plains. Her horse was knocked out with a sleeping potion, she couldn't hear, and she couldn't see the attacker. She had only her glaive till her clan protecters showed for reinforcements.

Funniest experience: The first time little Gwyn saw a horse being born, she laughed at the silly little thing trying to get up on its feet, only to have the mare push her muzzle into Gwyn and knock her sprawling on her own unsteady feet.

Stupidest thing you've heard someone say: "When I get to it."

Brief history: The daughter of a half-dryad, Silowin, from the forests of Ya'kale; and a human female of the Jarren plains, Arcia Cwtta. She was one the "misfortunate" children, whose parents were stupid in breeding. She is not full clan. Born in the forest, she spent her first three years there, till her father died. Her mother brought her home to the clan, where her mother was slaughtered for breaking clan rules. Gwyn was then raised by MauMau, the clan "grandmother." Gwyn was still branded the "Outsider Mystery" for her part to play in the clan is still tenative until she can prove she is indeed clan, worthy of the clan, and not foolish as her parents.

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