Post by Saevera on Apr 5, 2012 17:31:37 GMT -5
Name-- Saevera Svandís
Race-- Elf
Gender-- Female
Alliance-- Empire
Place of Birth-- Osilon, Du Weldenvarden
Age-- 173. Born exactly 73 years before Nasuada took over, she is a very young adult.
Facial Description-- High-boned, classic characteristic for an elf, with bright blue-green eyes that are large, and almond-shaped. She has full lips, the bottom one being slightly larger in proportion. Her hair falls in ringlets to the middle of her back, being a deep honey-blonde in color. Her nose is thin, and slightly curved upwards.
Body Description-- Just as tall as the average female elf, which is about the size of an average human male. She has virtually no curves, but she pulls it off gracefully. Her skin is very fair, even for that of an elf, and on her wrists, you can glimpse blue veins snaking up her arm.
Clothing Description-- She is usually seen in leather breeches, with a corselet top, made of leather, or armor, gold plated. Calf-length hard leather boots are laced tightly on her feet. They allow for dexterity and flexibility. In cooler weather, a cotton pullover of a plain, earthy color is worn, with a long cape, and thick leather gloves.
Weapon Description-- Edoc'sil, which means 'unconquerable' in the ancient language, is her riders' sword. It is a gleaming gold, with a turquoise handle and pommel. The shape is long, lithe, and deadly sharp, thinner than regular blades, and perfectly balanced.
Preferred Fighting Style-- She likes open combat, small spaces and cramped places don't work well for her. Flight must be achievable, and her fighting style is very spacious.
Magic User?-- Yes.
Personality-- Calm and graceful, two of the most well-known qualities of an elf. She is very kind to her fellow friends, yet deadly to anyone that makes the choice to cross her. Saevera is tactical in her decisions, often overthinking to find out possible consequences, rather than acting on a whim. She has enjoyed her responsibility of being a sort-of diplomat of the Riders. She brings eggs to the different races so that they may hatch.
History-- Born in Osilon, in Du Weldenvarden, this young elf has been a prodigy since infancy. Both of her parents, accomplished spellcasters that fought in the great war against Galbatorix. Though then, she was too young to fight, at 73. Since then, she made herself dedicated to the art of swordfighting. Saevera disciplined her mind and body, wanting to become everything that her parents were at the time. Even as a child, she learned to perform magic, basic magic, but she quickly caught on.
At the annual celebration, where a dragon egg was brought by Eragon and his dragon Saphira, Saevera was put into the crowd with many of the other elves. It was an exciting time, because everyone wanted the egg to hatch for themselves. On sight, she felt drawn to the egg, this one was a shimmery tan/gold in color, with bright turquoise and teal veins snaking through the gold. Upon the touch of the egg that everyone did, the egg shifted slightly to the right, then started shaking. Because if this, the young elf was allowed to stay longer, and began singing to the egg. After two days, it hatched. Revealing a small, golden dragon with turquoise markings. Upon the First Touch, Saevera received her Gedwëy ignasia, an oval shaped silver mark on her right hand. She was immediately taken to Eoam, on Beirland by Eragon himself.
Being trained by Eragon himself, she was soon accompanied by two or three more Riders. They were the firsts. And the oldest of the new generation of Riders. Her dragon now, is larger than Saphira, and almost as large as Thorn. Due to the fact that he is 96 years old. Now she has been appointed as a diplomat, and has the responsibility of bringing eggs to the different races, in many different places, so that new Riders may be made.
On a flight to collect eggs form Vroengard, she was attacked by a Nïdhwal, and it severely hurt her. She landed on Vroengard, and laid unconcious for three days, before the Eldunari realized she was there, and healed her. A long scar on her left thigh remains, jagged and shiny silver. Though nothing like her Rider's mark.
Likes-- Swordfighting and training with the other riders. Saevera also loves anything to do with nature, being an elf. She likes making things, and designing buildings, for she helped shape the new buildings of Eoam.
Dislikes-- Anything to do with dark magic. She hates to back down from a fight. Nïdhwals.
Strengths-- Swordfighting, anything to do with magic comes easily for her, and
Weaknesses- She slightly favors her left leg, though it hails her no problems in combat. She isn't a very gifted archer. She can shoot, just not well enough for combat. She is very prideful. She is often too cautious for her own good.
Family and Relationships-- Her mother is Yaela, one of the elvish guards that accompanied Eragon, with silver hair. Her father is Nidriel, who has bright, white-blonde hair. Blonde elves are quite rare, as it seems to be a recessive gene.
Goals-- To become leader of the Riders. She wants a mate, as elves mate for life, and she often gets lonely on her journeys. Saevera also wants to become as good of a spellcaster as Eragon, or Blödhgarm.
Fears-- Anything that creeps or crawls, very unnatural for an elf, but she cannot stand bugs, or other insects. She fears failure, and often strives for perfection and is very ambitious. She also fears being alone.
Name-- Freyvaldr, "Chief God" in the ancient language.
Coloring-- Gold and tan scales, with turquoise markings on his body and wings.
Detailed Description-- He is very, very large, his head being the size of a smaller dragon's body. Much like his kind, he has head spikes, fanning away from his face. He is primarily gold and tan in color. Though turquoise markings appear over his entire body. Similar to stripes, though spaced every two or three feet. His eyes are bright blue-green, and his fire is primarily yellow, laced with blue flame.
Age-- 97.
Likes & Dislikes-- He likes to eat, and to fly. He loves to eat Feldûnost, which are native to the mountainous islands, as well as the Beor Mountains. He dislikes Nïdhwalar. And deep ocean water. He also dislikes whirlpools, being caught in one, once.
Goals & Fears-- He wants to be the dragon of the head of the Riders. He also hopes to sire an entire clutch of hatchlings. he wants to eradicate the entire Nïdhwal population, because they hurt Saevera. He fears her getting hurt, being alone, and fears his hubris will get the best of him.
Name-- Turquoise, Saevera
Age-- 21
Where Did You Find Us-- I created this site.
Other Characters-- None.
