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Character Details
Full Character NameSelya
RaceElfin — Elthari
GenderFemale
Age22
Personality TraitsQuirky, always something to say when there's a chance. She is not keen on staying silent unless there is a serious conversation to be had. She doesn't avoid those but she does tend to hate conflict or fighting. She loves plants considering herself more of a herb keeper then animal tender but she loves animals all the same (she just doesn't talk to them the same way she does the plants)
Plant keeping tends to keep her headaches down, that she is prone to. Sometimes her fingertips will feel funny other times she'll be colder then normal. She keeps that to herself always preferring to take care of others before herself.
Plant keeping tends to keep her headaches down, that she is prone to. Sometimes her fingertips will feel funny other times she'll be colder then normal. She keeps that to herself always preferring to take care of others before herself.
Backstory
Selya isn't sure who her mother is, nor her father, only that since she was 16 she washed up on a riverbed with a headache and no idea of what happened. She was young, and her head hurt so bad she almost passed back out right there, on the moss. A warm hand and a quick yell woke her back up and Selya remembers the woman, Elthari as she would be told a few hours later, pulling her to her hooves, nose twitching and how pretty her long elegant antlers were. They draped up like the sleeves on a dress, small points but pretty regardless of how few they were. Selya would learn later that she was like the woman, but with budding smaller antlers, the nubs covered in an auburn brown velvet, not yet grown quite all the way. They would guess she was 16 winters. They would call her Selya
Selya would learn the womans name was Alin and her husband with the big wide antlers and big nose, was called Sten. His hair was a deep brown almost black while Alin's almost bright curls made them opposites in appearence and slightly in personality. Alin was warm and serious but Sten liked to make jokes, telling stories long into the night those first few years. Selya would learn to fall in love with the stories but she fell in love with the forest more, the animals the plants, it all felt like home.
When the fading began, she watched her adoptive guardians risk themselves to try and stop what was happening to heal the land and save the nature and eventually, they sent her away with the Elfin's first migrations to Alpho's out of fear that she would risk herself so young for the forest she so desperately loved.
Before that is a confusing blur of someone's voice here, a warm smile there and a deep bellied laugh but she's never been able to hold onto them longer then a few seconds at a time. She doesn't mind she has no past but she hates when someone dwells on it in any manner more then small talk. Since the migration she has spent a year trying to find her footing in a world without the people she cared about the most in a forest she doesn't know and helping the best she can.
Selya isn't sure who her mother is, nor her father, only that since she was 16 she washed up on a riverbed with a headache and no idea of what happened. She was young, and her head hurt so bad she almost passed back out right there, on the moss. A warm hand and a quick yell woke her back up and Selya remembers the woman, Elthari as she would be told a few hours later, pulling her to her hooves, nose twitching and how pretty her long elegant antlers were. They draped up like the sleeves on a dress, small points but pretty regardless of how few they were. Selya would learn later that she was like the woman, but with budding smaller antlers, the nubs covered in an auburn brown velvet, not yet grown quite all the way. They would guess she was 16 winters. They would call her Selya
Selya would learn the womans name was Alin and her husband with the big wide antlers and big nose, was called Sten. His hair was a deep brown almost black while Alin's almost bright curls made them opposites in appearence and slightly in personality. Alin was warm and serious but Sten liked to make jokes, telling stories long into the night those first few years. Selya would learn to fall in love with the stories but she fell in love with the forest more, the animals the plants, it all felt like home.
When the fading began, she watched her adoptive guardians risk themselves to try and stop what was happening to heal the land and save the nature and eventually, they sent her away with the Elfin's first migrations to Alpho's out of fear that she would risk herself so young for the forest she so desperately loved.
Before that is a confusing blur of someone's voice here, a warm smile there and a deep bellied laugh but she's never been able to hold onto them longer then a few seconds at a time. She doesn't mind she has no past but she hates when someone dwells on it in any manner more then small talk. Since the migration she has spent a year trying to find her footing in a world without the people she cared about the most in a forest she doesn't know and helping the best she can.