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Author Topic: Gwai'ayia Scrollreader Quillouf/Eyelian/Scribe  (Read 4277 times)
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« on: August 23, 2008, 12:59:27 AM »

Name Gwai’ayia Scrollreader Quillouf

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Race: Human

Tribe; Eyelian

Occupation: Scribe

Title: Nature's Scribe

Overview: Gwai'ayia is young, too young in many eyes for such a serious presuit, but Gwai'ayia loves the study of all things so being a scribe suits her very well indeed.  Since she is young however, she rarely travels anywhere except where her aunt and uncle take her. She came into her uncle’s care soon after her twin sister's, Gwai'ani, marriage.  Her uncle is her father's younger brother and is an Eyelian merchant in New-Santhala.  He and his wife are more then willing to take Gwai'ayia on their travels that she may learn all she can from experience rather from book.

Appearance

Height: 1 and a half peds

Weight 1 pygee and 4 ods

Hair Colour: Straight dark brown with a few strands of early grey underneath the back of her hair and near her temples.

Eye Colour: Brown with tiny gold flecks

Physical Appearance
Gwai’ayia has the typical appearance of a female within her tribe.  Like all members of the Eyelian tribe, she is short, only 1.5 peds tall to be exact.  Gwai’ayia also possesses the typical build of Eyelian people, slender but far from fragile.  Very little of her body mass can be described as fat or soft, yet her muscles which show some use are not the hardened tools of a warrior but rather muscles of someone who is not afraid of work and who likes a good run from time to time.  Gwai’ayia body depicts her as being physically fit, healthy, and active in her life without having the grueling task of farming or the job of a warrior to harden the supple muscles that surround her frame.  She evenly proportioned and none of her limbs are overly long nor atypically short.  One thing about her frame does stand out, however.  Her arms, long and supple with the hint of muscle underneath soft skin, taper to slender wrists which develop into slender hands and long fingers.  Her ankles also are more slender than one would think from her well turned calves.  As for her feminine attractions, they are well proportion to her body and do not stand out as being either to large or too small for her frame.

Gwai’ayia face is plain, simple by the design of nature.  Overall round in shape, Gwai’ayia has a slightly rounded chin with a small cleft in the center that appears when she smiles.  Her nose is bulbous in shape with her nostrils flaring round along side the button end of her nose.  Her intelligent brown eyes are almond in shape and are set equally apart under gently arching brown eyebrows.  Her face is almost perfectly symmetrical save for the small dark two small brown spot that appears like dimples on her left cheek near the corner of her mouth.  Her skin is a rich mocha in color and her long straight brown hair brushes the center of her back as it swings in her low tied ponytail.  Gwai’ayia’s hair is always worn in this loose, low hanging ponytail so it never gets in her face.

There is a reddish-brown birthmark and several freckles on Gwai'ayia's upper left thigh, assuming of course one got personal enough to view the said birthmark as it is generally well hidden by loose white or tan short skirts.  The birthmark itself is in the shape of a gibbon moon, and the freckles that surround the birthmark look like stars.

Since Gwai'ayia is the exact copy of her identical twin, Gwai'ani, her ears like her sisters were pierced as a baby to provide a way for her parents to distinguish the two.   Unlike Gwai'ani, Gwai'ayia always was given hoop earrings to wear by her parents rather then the studs Gwai'ani received.  Gwai'ayia's golden hoop earnings are so much a part of her that they are often used to describe her, granted it's usually in the sense of "No, Gwai'ayia is the one with the hoop earnings, not Gwai'ani!", but it applies all the same.

Another difference in between the twins are where their traditional Yourth clan tattoos were placed.  The talons of a great eagle reaching to pierce tender skin appear to tear into her upper arm muscle, just below left shoulder.

However, since Gwai'ayia has left her father’s house since her twin's marriage, the public in general is unlikely to mark the similarities or the differences between Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani as they as far apart as they were once inseparable.

Clothing

Gwai'ayia prefers light clothing and wearing as little as possible even in the coldest of weather.   Gwai'ayia hates the feeling of being constrained by her clothing and never wears anything tight fitting.  Gwai'ayia much prefers to wear light flowing clothes that allow as much range of motion as possible and garments that allow as much air as possible on her skin.   Gwai'ayia can often be seen in traditional female Eyelian garments, sleeveless shirts that fall just above her belly button, short creased skirts that descends to her mid-thigh and never quite reaching her knees.   Gwai'ayia also enjoys wearing knee-length sleeveless dress, as long as the dress is flowy in nature.  Gwai'ayia also hates shoes with a passion and will go barefoot whenever possible.   When she most wear shoes however, Gwai'ayia wears soft skinned sandals with straps that wrap around her legs to her upper calves in the summer and soft thin soled soft fur lined boots in colder weather.   In the winter, Gwai'ayia will wear longer clothes but even her long sleeved or long skirted versions of her other garments tend be thinner and looser then they should be.   In the winter Gwai'ayia will wear calf length dress with bell sleeves that bell out from her shoulders so they flow loosely about her arms rather then wrapping them in warmth.   Because of her habit of wearing as light of garment as she can feasibly get away with, Gwai'ayia rarely wears a cloak but she does own one.   Weather-protected leather stained green forms a hooded cloak that protects Gwai'ayia from the worst of weather.    Like shoes however, Gwai'ayia will not wear a cloak unless absolutely forced too.

Gwai'ayia clothes tend to be cream, white, tan, dusty light brown, or green in color.

Jewelry

Hoop Earrings :  Gwai'ayia's ears were pierced with hoops at an early age as a way for her confused parents to tell her and her twin apart.  Gwai'ayia has worn hoop earrings ever since.  Gwai'ayia now owns four pair of hoops as a result of gifts from friends and family.  The pair Gwai'ayia wears the most a pair of gold hoops about 2 nailsbreadths around, simple in style and without any design to them.  The second pair are silver and are also 2 nailsbreadths around, and were given to her by her grandfather in honor of her 13th birthday.  The third pair are also gold but are only 1 nailsbreadths around and were given to her by her elder brother.  The fourth pair are elegantly designed combining both the feathers of a hoop and a stud earring.  The stud part that rests at the base of the hoop on either side is made out of gold and the hoops which are about 3 nailsbreadth around are made out of silver.  This set was given to her by her sister, and Gwai'ayia wears them on special occasions.

Weapons

Knife/Small Dagger: Although not trained in weaponry Gwai'ayia finds it useful to carry around a small dagger for general purposes.  After all, one never knows when a knife will come in handy.  The dagger is simple in design and small, as the blade itself barely longer then a palmspan.  The dagger is about a palmspan and half in length.  The blade itself is a few nailsbreadth over a palmspan, 2 nailsbreadths in width, double edged, and kept constantly sharp.    The blade is made of steel but the hilt is made out of iron and covered with strips of leather to provide a better grip.

Personality

Gwai'ayia has curious mixture of personality, seemingly caring traits that should be in conflict of one another but in fact work together in perfect harmony.  Gwai'ayia is nothing less then a puzzle, a delightful and pleasant puzzle to be sure, but a puzzle nonetheless.

From an early age, Gwai'ayia was a quiet child content in the quiet love of family and friends without outward need of actions or words to justify or exemplify the love she so clearly felt from those around her.  Naturally, she felt that she also did not need to speak her feelings but rather that people would know what she felt by her simple presence.  Gwai'ayia has developed as a result of this an unwillingness to put her loving regard or feelings of friendliness into words or deeds, thus rendering those who would be her friends unsure whether or not she felt the same for them as they felt for her.   In fact, the more Gwai'ayia likes, loves, or enjoys another person’s company, the less she is prone to talk with them or do large things for them (such as give them gifts or go out of her way to do something for them).  Gwai'ayia rather shows her kind regard in small ways to others, by doing small mundane tasks that need to be done but are seldom done, by running helpful errands, or by simply being near that person in quiet for hours upon end, her helpful and kind presence often going unnoticed and unmarked.

The converse is also true.  The less Gwai'ayia likes a person the more she is likely to talk them, go out of her way to help them, or perform acts of kindness towards them.  This is because Gwai'ayia, who is a loving person by nature, feels guilty for thinking ill of anybody or disliking anyone.  Her acts and words to a person she dislikes therefore are rather performed out of the need to assuage this guilt rather than kind regard for the person on the receiving end.

Gwai'ayia has a scholarly bent also.  Her greatest joys in life are in reading, writing, and studying.  You'll never find Gwai'ayia more content then when she is sitting down to a new scroll or when she is out in the field studying some plant that she discovered there.  Since her father was a scribe of some skill, and her grandfather wasn't without talent, Gwai'ayia, along with the rest of her siblings, were taught how to read and write Tharian and some Styrash.  She also learned basic figuring from her father and mother, as figuring is a necessary skill in any place where money is exchanged.  However, Gwai'ayia has no love for figures and will avoid figuring of any kind if she can at all help it.  Because of her joy in all things studious, Gwai'ayia took on the task of a scribe herself.  Although by no means a master yet, Gwai'ayia is well on her way of being the best apprentice the scribe of her uncle's house has ever seen.  Gwai'ayia's secret ambition is to one day excel to working within the great library of New Santhala and perhaps add a few of her contributions to the Great Compendium.

Her scholarly nature is not without its downsides, however, as Gwai'ayia has the tendency to ignore everything and everyone around her whenever she is reading or writing something down.  While this focused attention means she does her work well, it can be rather frustrating to others and tends to discourage people from trying to converse with her when her attention is focused elsewhere.  On the other side of the coin, when Gwai'ayia is out in the field, in nature, her natural instincts take over and, while it may appear that she is engrossed in whatever animal or plant she is studying, she is in fact very aware of everything that goes on around her.

Gwai'ayia's scholarly bent makes her appear serious and somber to many.  This is not too far from the truth.  Gwai'ayia doesn't really have much of a sense of humor.  It takes Gwai'ayia a long time to get a joke, as she looks at things literally.   Gwai'ayia also never laughs at physical jokes or jokes made at others expense.   Despite her total lack of humor, her tendency to take life just a tad too seriously, the literal way her mind works, and her scholarly aspect, Gwa'ayia can almost be mischievous, bubbly, and sometimes downright ditzy at times.  One would be accurate in describing Gwai'ayia as an intellectual ditz.

Gwai'ayia is extremely shy of new people, and although she is believes the best of everyone, she doesn't talk easily to strangers.  She also dislikes crowds, detests parties, and hates being the center of attention.  Gwai'ayia, since she has a friendly heart, will gladly talk to anyone, but they have to make the first move to talk to her, not the other way around.   Gwai'ayia is also very opinionated, among her equals at least, and doesn't hesitate to share her knowledge or opinion with anyone who asks for it.  She will always add at the end of such speeches, 'that she is young and what does she know of such things?'   Gwai'ayia does not easily recognize that she deserves any honor of any kind, even if she does deserve it.   In addition, Gwai'ayia tends to get long winded on her favorite subjects being in no particular order: her cat, nature, her beliefs, her knowledge, and any book she has ever read.

Gwai'ayia, an Eyelian by virtue of birth raising and at heart, is most at home out of doors particularly in nature.  Although there is a certain wildness in cities, the sense of nature pulsing beneath and living things rushing about above, Gwai'ayia cannot stand to be confined within a city for too long and will often take forays into the farmland nearest where she is staying in order to ease the sense of strangulation that she slowly begins to feel whenever she is in a city.  This need to be out in the country takes Gwai'ayia to strange places, other peoples farmyards, and will often strike her at odd hours.  Her journeys into the nearest 'wilderness', which often times equates to a piece of farmed land or a park nearby, often cause trouble with the authorities and the owners of wherever her feet have taken her.  Because Gwai'ayia was raised in a town mostly surrounded by farmland, farms or parks often soothe her need to be in common with nature.  However, since there was unfarmed land and untamed woods nearby her hometown also, farms cannot assuage her need for too long of a time.   So far, this tendency to want to run to nature has not caused any problems as her travels with her aunt and uncle take her to untamed places or new places where she her desire to learn or her desire to run wild can both be gratified.  If she was ever forced to dwell in the same city for long, however, her desire and her need for nature would so drive her to run and run hard to the nearest untouched parcel of land she could find, no matter how far that would be.

Also, her desire to return to nature can sometimes be subdued by her more prominent scholarly bent and may be assuaged by finding something new and interest or by visiting somewhere new.  From all this Gwai'ayia seems to possess a wander lust, a restlessness of spirit, and an unwillingness to settle down.  This is far from being true, however.  Gwai'ayia is a very settled creature and sometimes hates the high summer months that take her Uncle, Aunt, and herself to many different locations for short periods of time.  Constant movement, while it holds like the city a certain novelty for Gwai'ayia, is unpleasant to her and she always longs for the winter months that hold them in the house, forcing them to settle down for a while at least.  In fact, Gwai'ayia always secretly longs for home, longs for a return to her birth village where things seemed perfect to her, yet she knows she cannot return there and that even if she did the small town would no longer satisfy her ever growing desires.    What Gwai'ayia really longs for in fact is a home, any home in fact, where she can be close to all things she loves and knows, as well being close enough to a city to satisfy her desire for knowledge and learning.  So it is not that Gwai'ayia is naturally restless or rootless, but rather that she needs nature and the ability to run free unhindered much the same way a hawk needs the sky.  Like the hawk, she can stay on the ground or roost for a while, but she will always crave the wild freedom of the sky.

Gwai'ayia places a very high value on respect, honesty, trust, and friendship.  If you respect her, Gwai'ayia will respect you in return.  This aspect of nature which renders her courteous, respectful, relatively honest, mostly trustworthy, and a worthy friend also has a definite negative side.  Gwai'ayia was raised to treat everyone as her equal, but to honor and respect anyone older, more experienced, or more knowledgeable.  This combined with Gwai'ayia's nature of not wishing to treat anyone ill makes her treat almost everyone she doesn't know personally as her better.  While this holds its novelty with strangers, it can also get very tiring as she is constantly refering to them as "gentle lady" or "kind sir".   If her somewhat tiresome courtesy of strangeness is bad enough, her respect for those clearly older, wiser, or more experienced then herself is ten times worse.  When it becomes evident to Gwai'ayia that this is the case with the person to whom she is speaking to, her attitude immediately turns to diffidence, allowing to the person that what they think must be right or true even if she secretly suspects or knows that the fact discussed is true.  In fact, one day when an elder of her village joked with Gwai'ayia by saying the sky was purple, Gwai'ayia responded by saying, with utmost solemnity and respect, "I defer to your wisdom, Elder.  There is always truth in what you speak.  The sky is purple to wise eyes, but my eyes are not wise and I cannot see it for my folly.  I will seek the wisdom to see that the sky is purple someday that I might be as wise as you if I live long enough to attain to that level of perfection."

Ever since that day, Gwai'ayia will say with a sigh, "The Sky is purple to wise eyes",  when something is above or beyond her knowledge.

Her parents were very modern Eyelians in the sense that they did not strictly hold to the old gods of the Eyelians in the sense that they did not fervently worship them but rather taught their children to respect the gods of the creator of the Caelerth.  Their respect for the gods extends to the Aviaria but not to Ava.   However, they were very careful to teach their children the old paths while not strictly telling them to follow them.  Raising their children in a semi-traditional Eyelian way without enforcing old Eyelian tradition upon them.  As a result, Gwai'ayia is very open minded about other religions, cultures, and gods.  Open-minded without being accepting of any religion.  Gwai'ayia respects rather then worships any god though if asked she would say that out of them all she believes most in the Avaiaria.  Rather than the religion, Gwai'ayia took the traditional Eyelian respect for Mother Earth and Father Sky, a belief in the Three spirits, a belief in spirits in general, and a very healthy respect for all the aspects of nature.   Gwai'ayia is thus very tolerant of things that may be considered as 'brutalities' to the earth by those who hold to more traditional views.  However, just because she is tolerant doesn't mean she will stand for outright disrespect for the land.  Gwai'ayia hates unreasonable cruelty or brutality, and will fervently speak against the unthinking disrespect some men treat the earth, animals, and sometimes their fellow man.  Gwai'ayia is more then willing to expand on this subject to any willing listener, almost to the point of being tiring.

While Gwai'ayia believes in the goodness of the races and humankind in general, she also realizes the cruelty of the world.   Her delusion is rather a happy one, hopefully believing the good in everyone and everything while secretly acknowledging the foolishness of this belief in her hearts of hearts.  Despite this, Gwai'ayia gives her trust freely and her friendship easily.  She is therefore very prone to be cheated or fooled by those who are seemingly fair but inwardly foul.   Gwai'ayia even believes that there is a goodness of sorts in Orcs and will not doubt the good intent of anyone she meets until proven otherwise.  This said, her trust once betrayed can never be earned back.  While forgiving in nature, Gwai'ayia will not forgive anyone who has betrayed her and hate all those in whom she sees a cruelty of nature.

She will not kill someone or hurt someone unless forced, but is perfectly capable of defending herself without sorrow if threatened.  She also doesn't see the harm of killing animals or burning forest for fields, as long as these things are done in balance.  She holds that an animal should only be killed for food and that everything should be used that can, and that if a forest must burn, then another forest needs to planted in its place to maintain the careful balance of nature and its creatures.

Also, from Bawani'in, her mother, Gwai'ayia learned some beast speak that her mother had learned from the hands of her father.   Gwai'ayia's knowledge of this language however is severely limited and she can only use the roughest form of the beastspeech.   It is however, a novel skill that many possess and although Gwai'ayia never flaunts her knowledge, she is secretly proud of it as well.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Strengths

Natural Instincts: Although her father was born in bred in a Eyelian district of a big town, her mother had been raised in the wilderness not located far away and came into their marriage with not only the natural instinct of an Eyelian in the wilderness but the training to perfect that skill.  It is was this skill that she very carefully passed onto her children as much as she could in the small paths of forest that surrounded the small town they had been raised in.  Gwai'ayia like the rest of them received the benefit of the training.  Although, because of the limited nature of the forest and the relative tameness of the surrounding land, Gwai'ayia is for the most part sheltered from the true cruelty of the wilderness.  However, like all Eyelians, she has a natural instict for when she might be in trouble that may come in handy.  Yet, even instinct must fail occasionally.

Strength:  Like all Eyelians, Gwai'ayia is surprisingly strong for her size.  Yet perhaps, strength is not the right word for her skill.  Gwai'ayia's talent is more a deftness, a knowledge of how to use an enemy's strength against themselves, and the ability to use stature to its best advantage.  This skill was taught in some part by her relatives but was to practice by the rough tussle play in between herself and the other clubs.   It most be noted however, that Gwai'ayia is no trained warrior and while she can defend herself against someone equal or less in skill she would eventually be defeated by anyone with greater skill or anyone with a great amount of strength or endurance.

Respectfulness/Courtesy:  Gwai'ayia's natural respect for everyone as well as her declination to dislike anyone makes her a nice person to meet.  However, her endless courtsey can get annoying after awhile and Gwai'ayia will only leave off her courtsey if she has known someone for a very long time.  Gwai'ayia's naturally courtesy opens many doors that would otherwise unopen to her and almost guarentees she will have friends to watch over here wherever she goes.

Honesty: Gwai'ayia values honesty and trustworthiness above all things and tries to prove trustworthy herself.  Yet because she does not want to hurt anyone’s feelings, she will not be perfectly honest or lie to avoid injuring another person.   Although when this occurs, Gwai'ayia is always carefull not strictly lie outright.   Because Gwai'ayia values honesty, she does not give her word lightly nor does she swear unnecessarily.  However, if she gives her word, you can trust Gwai'ayia will do whatever she pledged to do no matter what the cost to herself.  Those who know of Gwai'ayia's honesty often confide in her, meaning that she is often given task that others would not be trusted to or told secrets that few might know.  Honesty as a value is also a highly respected value amoung everyone, therefore this strength is yet another way Gwai'ayia adds to her collection of protectors and friends.

Concentration:  When Gwai'ayia is writing, reading, or performing an intense task all her attention is focused on the work, and she often does things she sets her mind to very well indeed.  Her concentration also means her work is usually always through and usually always accurate, a valuable scribal skill.  Her concertration on her work also means she digests underlining information others might miss and also guarentees that her handwriting is impeciable, another valuable scribal skill.

Beast Speech: Gwai'ayia was taught by her mother the basics of beastspeech.  Just enough that Gwai'ayia can get the sense of what animal is saying or feeling from its body movements, but not enough to truly understand beastspeech.   She can also roughly communicate to animals using the beast speech, although her conversation is mostly limited to body language rather then the noises beast make to communicate with each other.

Ksapi'in and Kyne'a: Ksapi'in, Gwai'ayia's bo'en is an acute judge of character and distrusts all strangers.  Due to the fact that Ksapi'in is friendly only towards a small handful of people, Gwai'ayia is always impressed by those people whom Ksapi'in shows a liking towards.  In this way, Ksapi'in guides her owner towards people more suitable to socialize with.  Kyne'a is Gwai'ayia's shingar spiritual guide.  Although unseen by others, and rarely seen physically by Gwai'ayia, Kyne'a guides, counsels, protects, and warns Gwai'ayia.  Kyne'a is a valuable assest to Gwai'ayia as he often guides her out of situations best avoided.

Weaknesses

Trust of Others  Gwai'ayia likes to believe the good of everyone, even Orcs and trolls.   While she knows the world is deceitful and cruel, she likes to give everyone the benefit of the doubt.   Gwai'ayia can be easily deceived therefore.  Nevertheless, once she is deceived by someone or by something it is hard to deceive her again using the same trick.

Unwillingness to Express Emotion:  Gwai'ayia tends to do small things for others as a way of showing her feelings towards that person rather then telling them how she feels or by giving them gifts.  Conversely, Gwai'ayia often feels guilty about not liking someone and will try to assuage her guilt by talking to that person often, by giving them gifts, and by going out of her way to do something for them.  Therefore often the people Gwai'ayia likes think she doesn't like them and the people Gwai'ayia dislikes think she likes them a great deal.  Gwai'ayia's unwillingness to express her emotions means that she has few long lasting friends and is usually befriended by people Gwai'ayia dislikes creating a very difficult situation.

Concentration:  Gwai'ayia often reads, writes, and performs intricate tasks very well because all her attention is focused on the task.  However her concentration is often leads to the exclusion and inattention to everything and everything around her when she performing such a task.

Desire for nature:   Gwai'ayia's need, her desire for nature, will often strike her at odd times and take her to the oddest places, and there is a great potential for trouble in this.  Her desire for nature, learning, and to experience new things often causes for her to seem restless to others despite the fact that Gwai'ayia is very settled person by nature.   Her desire can usually be assuaged by visiting parks, farmlands, small glades, meadows, or any where non-inhabited close to where she is staying for a time.   However, this is only a temporary solution and if Gwai'ayia was forced to stay in a city for any length of time with nothing to distract her she would soon be driven to perform drastic actions in order to assuage the desire that will slowly begin to drive her mad if not satisfied.

Hate for Cruelty or Unnecessary Violence: Gwai'ayia hates those who destroy the earth without balance and without caution, and hates all those who kill needlessly.  She is also not hesitate in sharing her opinion, quiet loudly in fact, if it is asked.  This could create enemies for Gwai'ayia if she is not careful.  Her dislike for cruelty or violence often causes her to interfere where she has no buisness being, to give her opinion where it is not wanted, and could cause a potentially dangerous situation.

Youth/Inexperience:  This goes without saying as after all Gwai'ayia is only 16 years of age and until about a half a year ago knew nothing of the world outside of the place she grew up in.   It is hoped that she will eventually 'live and learn' as they say.


Belongings

Clothes, and Cloak: Light in nature, dangerously loose, and precariously short.  See Clothing Section for description

Hoop Earrings (4 sets):  See Jewelry section for details

Knife/Small Dagger: See weapons section

Belt: Simple Braided leather belt on which Gwai'ayia will hang her money pouch, a large pouch, and a small item bag for easy access whenever she is traveling with her uncle.

Money Pouch: Small oblong simple pouch that is almost a rectangle made out of tanned leather, about a palmspan in size.  Generally contains no more then a handful of sans, thus why Gwai'ayia doesn't see the need of keeping it safer elsewhere

Large Pouch:  Made out of a rabbits pelt and lined with leather, about 3 palmspans large.   A small hoop and a simple leather strap means that the pouch can be hung from Gwai'ayia's belt or neck.  The pouch contains Ksapi'in's water and food bowls as well as a mixture of meat scraps, vegetables, and grains that make up the house cats diet.

Food and Water Bowls:  Two shallow fire-hardened wooded bowls about three nailsbreadths deep and about 2 palmspans around.   The bowls are used to feed Ksapi'in when Gwai'ayia is traveling.

Small bag:  Small round bag about 2 palmspans around made out of leather and with a small leather hoop and two leather straps so the bag can be hung from Gwai'ayia's belt or carried on her back.  The bag contains any number of things that Gwai'ayia thinks may prove useful and other bits that have caught her fancy during her travels.  The bag generally contains the following:  a few colorful feathers, buttons, beads, wooded toggles, a length of string, a length of twine, a rope (if there is room), a shell or two, pretty rocks, bits of interesting plants, a piece of leather or paper, and a piece of chalk.
 
Familiars

Ksapi'in, hjorin colored housecat: Ksapi'in is Gwai'ayia's bo'en, and they are as inseparable as Gwai'ayia and her twin once were.  Ksapi'in is a hojirn colored house cat with a tawny coat, a cream belly, and distinctive dark brown hjorin like spots.  Ksapi'in is two years old and arrived in the form of a cats litter being found under their house where Gwai'ayia grew up.   The rest of the kittens had been dispersed by Gwai'ayia soon formed a clear bond with each other from the start and it wasn't long until Gwai'ayia had bonded with the cat as her bo'en.  Ksapi'in is a little over two and half palmspans tall and her body is a little over 4 palmspans in length.  Her long elegant tail is almost equal in life.

Ksapi'in is a very lovable cat that is to those who know her.   More an acute judge of character then her owner, Ksapi'in does not take easily to anyone she doesn't know.  She will never let any stranger touch her, and isn't afraid to use her claws to make it perfectly clear that she does not wish to be bothered.   Even among Gwai'ayia's family, Ksapi'in will only tolerate their touch for as long as she wishes them to get an itch for her or to feed her, but she will bite if they do not leave her alone after her body language has made it to be perfectly clear that she does not wish to be touched.  With Gwai'ayia, Ksapi'in is a completely different cat.  Ksapi'in is extremely loving of Gwai'ayia and always wants her mistress to touch her, to pet her, and to pay attention to her whenever Gwai'ayia is anywhere near her.   Ksapi'in always keeps in constant proximity with Gwai'ayia, physically touching her if at all possible.  Ksapi'in's favorite activities include following Gwai'ayia, being petted within an inch of her life, sun bathing, and sleeping.  Since Ksapi'in does not easily take to others, Gwai'ayia is always impressed by the few Ksapi'in does take too.

Kyne'a, shingar, spirit guide:  Unseen by anyone other then Gwai'ayia, Kyne'a's presence is nevertheless felt in Gwai'ayia's life.  Kyne'a is a typical male shingar, even if he is only a spiritual guide in the form of one.  Kyne'a guides, protects, counsels, advises, helps, and warns Gwai'ayia.   She will often talk to him in her mind, but often she will forget herself and talk to him out loud if she can feel his presence.  Gwai'ayia does not always physically see Kyne'a but she always feel his presence like a guard at her back from whom she can take comfort from because she is protected, even if she cannot see who is protecting her.

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History

Di'iano Quillouf was raised in a large town in the Sanguia province not to many weeks distance from New Santhala.  His father had traveled to that place to take advantages a large town could provide and quickly settled in a part of town where mostly Eyelians resided.   There Di'iano's father quickly set up shop as a scholar and a translator for Eyelians who did not speak Tharian.   Di'iano eagerly followed in his fathers’ path and far exceeded him in skill, quickly picking up Tharian with the skill of a native speaker, and adding some Styrash to his skill as well.   He would be a young man of fifteen, just beginning to set up a business of a scribe for himself when he would meet his wife.   Banwani’in Yourth, converse to the modern raising of her future husband was born and raised in a traditional Eyelian village in a forest far way enough to be wild, but not to far for trade from the place Di'iano was raised.   She had all the benefits of traditional training, and he all the modern advantages of city life.  Secretly, both longed for the life of the other although they would have never spoken this desire out loud.  When Banwani'in was sixteen she traveled on a journey to town to fetch some things the tribe needed, proud to have been trusted in such a task, Banwani'in knew there would be one problem.  She spoke very little Tharian, but as the elders advised her to contact a certain scribe named Quillouf she suspected there would be no problem.   Locating the Eyelian section of town, Bawani'in located the sign of the Quillouf family (The talon of an eagle grabbing a quill) and went in to see if she get some help.  Much to her surprise she didn't meet an older man as she expected, but a young youth about a year younger then she.   Di'ano readily agreed to be her translator, little expecting the danger to his heart.  For the next three days, the pair worked closely together and soon found themselves falling for each other.    The next month would find Di'ano and Bawani'in visiting each other every moment they could.  Soon they were deeply in love.  When their match was approved by both sets of parents, the pair married and moved to a small village in between both their birthplaces.  Upon their marriage and their removal to a small village that was at once close to the woods but also close to town, they both soon had everything they could desire.

Two years later their first son would be born, and Di'ano would announce the spirits named him Jhe’yan.

Three years after Jhe'yan was born, Bawani'in found herself once again in labor and Di'ano found himself in small room that had been converted by local Eyelians into a lodge of purification.  As his wife wreathed and struggle in her labor, Di'ano sat in the lodge sweat beading on his forehead as he waited for the spirits to tell him his new child's name.  It seemed to him that he had sat there for hours and that in the distance he could hear the cries of his wife.  He longed to be at her side.  Suddenly he heard the voice of the spirits as if with a voice that sound like the growling of a bear, the cry of a wolf, and the lone hunting cry of an eagle soaring high.

Di'ano heard, "Behold we have given you a Gwai.  First she shall be 'ayia to you, and then later shall be 'ani to you."

Puzzled by what the spirits could mean, Di'ano exited the sweat room and stumbled towards his nearby house.   When he arrived, Di'ano was greeted with exciting news.  As he looked in on his wife he saw that not one but two babes had been born into his household.   Bawani'in cried, "Twins, my strong one, behold what your sowing has given to us."

'So this is what the spirits meant,' Di'ano thought.

"Girls," Di'ano said without evening looking at the babes.  "Which one was first?"

"This one, we tied a leather thong on her right wrist so we could remember.  She was born two minutes before the other.   And look, they are the same to each other like a mirror reflecting its subject." Bawani'in said tired but happy after her long labor.

Laying his right hand on the one with the leather strap and then his left on the other, Di'ano gave them the names the spirits had given him, "Gwai'ayia, Gwai'ani."  The twins would be the last children Di'ano and Bawani'in would have.

To their parents, Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani were like a bowl dropped onto the floor umendable from its breaking.   Bowls often shatter in their breaking, leaving one half distinctly different the other, with the remnants that once connected the halves scattered like so many fragments.  The two halves are from the same bowl, therefore they are of one thing in a sense, but upon breaking the bowl cannot be construed as whole any longer and each half must considered as separate thing entirely despite the twos common source.

Although completely identical in looks, movements, and even similar in voice, the twins were completely different personality wise.   Gwai'ayia the elder of the two tended to be all extremes with nothing in the middle, a quiet child and a noisy one, a studious child and a silly one, lovable but unwilling to speak to those she loved.  Gwai'ani on the other hand was all moderation, she did everything she did with perfect place, she was quiet when she needed to be, talkative and friendly to all she knew, studious without being too serious, laughing and silly while be surprisingly mature for her age.

Despite these differences, the twins were inseparable from the start.  They very much needed each other.  Gwai'ayia needed her sister to dull her extremes, and Gwai'ani need Gwai'ayia to give her a measure of passion to her moderation.

After so long in the womb together, it was very hard for the pair to ever fall asleep without physically touching each other.  When they did not sleep together as babes, each would cry and fuss until they could at least touch the others hands while asleep.  After awhile, their parents just put them in the same crib together rather then having two very cranky cubs on their hands.   Later in life when their parents tried to break the twins of this habit, Bawani'in and Di'ano were in for somewhat of a shock.   Despite being able to fall asleep in different beds, once the girls were fast asleep they would unknowingly sleep walking each unaware that they were seeking the other.   Once they found the comforting touch of the other they would collapse wherever they were and fall fast asleep till the morning, cradling each other as they had to the womb.   Unconsciously, both Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani still felt the break that had occurred between them in their mother’s womb and each unconsciously sought to repair the bond if but roughly by being in close proximity of the other, especially when sleeping.  Shrugging, their parents simply placed the twins’ mats next to each other seeing no harm done.   Little did they know of the strange trouble that would arise from this habit later in life.

Growing up with parents that had the best of both the traditional and modern Eyelian ways, in a village that still had some resemblances of tradition, and a place not to far away from wild woodlands; the children of Di'ano and Bawani'in received the best of educations a mixture of both old and new that left them perfectly capable of balancing in between the two.

Following tradition in the seeking of the spirit at least, the family traveled to Bawani'in's father’s village when they both came of the age and became women, or when they were thirteen.   There, the pair like their brother before them both participating in the seeking of the spirit ceremony.  They fasted five days before departing in the wilderness with only a knife to defend them to seek their spirit guides.  While the twins fasted, they sat together, eyes closed but knees touching and hands clasping the others.   When the time to enter the woods nearby, they knew they would have to part.  Still they walked to the edge of the wood together and there stood at the edge of it waiting for their eyes to adjust to the light of the forest.

"We must part," Gwai'ani said reluctantly.

"I know.   It must be.  Seek well sister."  Gwai'ayia sighed.

Together as one they let go of the others hands and without saying goodbye each went a different way into the wood.   They would not see each other again for two weeks.

When Gwai'ayia entered the forest, she immediately sensed something other here.  This was a wild place, an old place, it had seen many children seeking spirits, many elders walking under its branches, and many warriors stalking its creatures for food.   As she walked deeper into the wood, she could feel the forest looking at her, measuring her, and it seemed to ask her if she was worthy to follow this path.  Even before she was aware, Gwai'ayia spoke out loud in answer to the unspoken question.  "No, I'm not.  But I most try, and if I die for my pride then that is my lot.   May the spirits judge me."

Startled to hear her own voice, Gwai'ayia stopped suddenly and looked back.  It had seemed to her that she had only entered the forest a few minutes ago and only a few moments hence had parted from her sister.   She had thought she had only gone a little ways, but looking back she saw it was not so.   She was in the middle of the forest, very near its center, and near its heart.   Casting back in her mind as she stood for a moment in shock, Gwai'ayia suddenly remembered moving unawares, without any caution, numbed by the separation of the bond with her twin that she had felt so suddenly,  for days throughout the woods.  She remember now seeing sunsets, sunrises, stopping by streams without looking around for predators that could so easily kill her, she remembered seeing birds in trees, and remember with a shudder having knelt to down to drink next to a wolf pack without even seeing them.  She remembered, with a tired sigh, that she had been walking five days without food and without rest.

Something had protected her it seemed, and supported her beyond her own natural endurance.  But for how long would this protection last, Gwai'ayia looked around suddenly very afraid and very much alone.   She could feel her sister in the distance, their bond humming like a beacon to her now heightened senses.  She longed to go to her, to flee to the safety of that oneness, that feeling of being whole that she only got whenever she was close to her sister.   For the first time in days, exhaustion shook her body, hunger wracked her stomach, and Gwai'ayia feel to her knees weakened not by a lack of strength but the sudden remembering of how very much alone she was.

It was then the snake came to her.   It was poisonous, Gwai'ayia could tell yet even as she watch the snakes sinuous movements toward her, her dagger feel from useless fingers and Gwai'ayia found herself held captive by those eyes.   The serpents eyes were old, old beyond measure, wise oh so very wise, but more importantly cruel and without mercy.   The snake swung side to side in front of her, its whole body poised to strike at a moments notice.   But instead of striking her, it spoke instead.   Not out loud of course, but in her head its voice echoing in her skull.

"Poor, Poor Gway'ayiaayiaayiaayia, sssssssssssoooo very very aloooone,  ssssssssssso very weak.  It would be easssssssy for us to take her, oh yessssssssss, oh yesssss.  But we won't, we won't.  For wisssssssh to be her friend, her friend.  Will you be my friend, Gwai'ayiaayiaayia?"

Gwai'ayia opened her mouth to utter a terrified scream, but all that came out was a choked croak.

The snake smiled, if it was possible for a snake to smile, showing it’s two deadly teeth and its pale pink maw.  "SSSSShe doesssssn't trusssstss usssss, why what have we done to her?  We only wissssh to help, to help.   Alone, ssssssoooo very, very alone,  sssssssooo very, very hungry.  We could kill, kill, kill you, but we won't, we won't.  We wisssssh to help, to help."

Gwai'ayia finally found her voice, knowing that if she didn't answer now, her life was forfeit.  "How can you help me oh poisonous one?"

"We could make you whole, whole, whole.  We know you long for it," the snake replied circling around her as Gwai'ayia turned her body oh so slowly to continue facing it at all times, "How many nightssss, nightsss, hassss it been sssssince you sssslept, ssssince you slept.   SSSSooo many, sssssso unnecessary.   You cannot sssssleep without her, your equal your half.   You are protectionlesssss, you have no protectionsssss.  Only with her are you sssssafe against the night, ssssafe from the division that threatensssss to tear your ssssssssoul,  sssssafe from the madnesss that will consssssume you, consume you if you are not with her.  The horrorssssss of the night stalk you, stalk you, when you are not with her, and they sssshallll always seek to dessstroy you.  And they will, they will, they are sssssooo very, very close.  The wild pack hunts."

As if to confirm his words a wolf howled in the distance.

"The wolves are my ancestors, and have long been my people’s protectors.  I will accept whatever their judgment is."

The snake laughed, spitting at her face, "Foolish child, child, child, those are not wolves.   That is the hound darkness’s.  They haunt this woodsss, these treess, these trees seeking the weak, and the unwary.   They long for ssssoulssss.  They will take you ssssoul, if they can, if they can.  It shall be easy for them.  They cannot take whole souls, whole souls are hard and stubborn to kill.  Without your other half, you are only half a soul, and ssssooo very, very weak."  The snake laughed again as the howl sounded again, this time closer.

"I can protect you, protect you.   If only you will agree, agree, to my bargain."

"What do you want snake?" Gwai'ayia growled suspiciously, suddenly feel a vigor return to her limbs, the terror leave her heart as she realized that this snake was up to no good.   Silently, and slowly so as not alert the snake her fingers curled once again on the handle of her dagger.

"Nothing from you my friend, my friend.  The only way to protect yourself is to become whole."

"I cannot, my sister is too far away."

The snake smiled again suddenly stopping his swaying and circling to glare greedily into her eyes.  "I know thisssss, thisss.   When your sissssster diessss, you willl become whole, if her ssssssoul is not stolen by the pack.  I can kill, kill, kill, her for you.  You will become whole, and be protected.  Then I ssssshalll become your ssssspirit guide, and become strong again.  That is my only payment, payment, that I asssssk from you in return for this good deal.   Quickly now, you musssst decide, my brother, brother, brother makes the sssssame offer to your ssssisssster as we sssspeak.  You mussst accept, accept, before she doesssss."

Red haze covered Gwai'ayia's eyes and suddenly Gwai'ayia hated the snake.   Angry and determined, Gwai'ayia raised her dagger to cut of the snakes head crying, "No!!!" as she did so.

Gwai'ayia sighed in grateful relief as her blow was successful and the snakes head was now separate from its body.  She had killed the snake, or so she thought.

Suddenly Gwai'ayia watched horror filled as the snake’s body began to tremor and shimmer as the body slowly began to grow another head as the former head started to disappear before her eyes.

"Fool" said the snake angrily its body poised for a strike, "You cannot kill a spirit! But I can kill you!"  As to prove its point, the snake struck a mouse that had the unfortunate choice of looking out of its hole at that moment.   Gwai'ayia watched, frozen to the spot, as the snake’s venom to control of the mouse and as the snake slowly ate its victim.  "Don't try to resist it my pet, I have bound you to the spot, struggle is pointless, and trying to me."

Gwai'ayia tried to move from where she knelt in a panic, only to realize the snake spoke true.

Smiling the snake poised itself to strike once more, "Now you die for your insolence, insolence!"

Gwai'ayia watched the coming fatal bite with horror unable to close her eyes against inevitable.   Suddenly there was a growl behind her, and a giant claw struck the snake severing the head completely.  Gwai'ayia released from the snakes spell collapsed to the ground utterly worn from her inner struggle against the snake as her laughter wracked of relief rumbled in her belly and tears spilled down her cheek.   It could have been her imagination, but Gwai'ayia could have sworn she heard the low purr of a cat behind her back.  Unexplainably, Gwai'ayia felt warmer, stronger, and more protected then she had moments before.  Until that is, a wolf's howl sounded, this time much closer.  Bolting upright, Gwai'ayia clutched her dagger desperately as a low rumble of a purr sounded behind her.

Looking up, Gwai'ayia watched as a wolf pack began to surround her.  The snake had spoken false, it was a wolf pack, but the snakes lies didn't surprise her know.

"Peace child," said a great white and grey wolf clearly the packs leader.  "We came when we felt the wicked ones presence.   We mean you no harm."

"Nor I," came the rumbling growl of a bear behind her to the left. "But I came for honey not snake."

Gwai'ayia looked with mild surprise at the bear as it promptly sat down nearby, but not close to her.  Taking the honeycomb the bear offered her gratefully, Gwai'ayia tried to tell it thank you but found that her voice had once again left her, this time in shock.

The bear waved a giant paw at her, as it said with a very sticky voice, "Don't try to speak child, you don't have the strength.  I'm surprised you’re even awake after that encounter.  Eat and grow strong child."

Lowering her eyes, Gwai'ayia wordlessly obeyed.  From above, the voice of an eagle cried.  Beyond being surprised at this point, Gwai'ayia wasn't even startled as a great eagle settled onto a branch just above the dead snake.  The snake was dead, there was no doubt about that, the body was slowly beginning to fade into a mist leaving nothing behind except the stench of death.

The eagle cried to the wolves, "Another evil spirit has been vanquished, thanks to him that killed it.  Who has done this deed?"

The wolves answered, "The protector of the child did what she could not, brother."

Behind her a voice rumbled like a purr, "The child of Yourth is strong by the grace of the great eagle.  She struck it first, and she refused it, she is stronger then even she knows."

The eagle laughed puffing up its chest clearly amused, "I gave not this child strength.  I gave this child wisdom beyond years, a simplicity of understanding than can solve the impossible by its naivety, and a depth of knowledge that will surprise those blessed to see it.   To temper this I made her foolish with a simple lack of understanding that is wisdom in its own way.  It is strange that the heart of a scholar should be protected by the spirit of a warrior."

"I have chosen.   None can change my choice." The voice growled as if to protect its choice.

"Very well then, let it be so.  I have given the child gifts; she needs no more from me if protected by you."  The eagle screamed and was gone.

The bear was next to leave saying nothing but smiling as it shambled off in search of a cozy place to nap.

The wolves stayed for a moment regarding Gwai'ayia with golden eyes.  "You are too weak to deserve us as your spirit guide, to frail even for the spirit you have been given, it is an uneven match.  You would have better to let the owl choose her, brother," the alpha said addressing both Gwai'ayia and the sure solid presence she felt behind her.  "Yet, even we would have protected you, if only for your brother's sake.  He is a true warrior, although his time has not come as yet. And you did surprise us by protecting yourself and your twin by striking the snake.   We will not leave without giving a small gift.  If you ever need us, you can call us.   We will come, not at once, but we will come as surely as the tide turns.  But we will not always come, so use this gift only at need.  We will answer your call but twice."

So saying the leader of the pack howled to his mates, and they ran away a ripple of silver and gold.

Slowly Gwai'ayia turned to see who had saved her life.  On the ground, stretched out but in a way that announced the readiness to pounce was a shingar, the first Gwai'ayia had ever seen but despite this she knew what it was.  As she turned, the shingar seemed to smile and proceeded to roll on its belly like a kitten begging to be scratched.  Cautiously, oh so cautiously, Gwai'ayia obliged.   As her fingers melted in the silky warm fluffiness of the shingar's fur, she felt her eyes drawn to his and she felt something unbreakable bound in between them with that touch, that look, as lasting as the sky and as unbreakable as the sun.

She knew this creature was her spirit guide to protect her, to guide her, to counsel her, and to rebuke her if she needed it.  She didn't question that, but still she couldn't help the question that she did ask.  "Why me, shingar?  Why me?"

The Shingar just purred lustily as it rolled away to place its back under her hands and its head on top of hears.   Its voice rumbled in her head as the shingar gave her a single comforting kiss with its rough tongue, "Don't question a spirit child, it is not wise.  My reasons are my own, not the least of which is that you need me and that like I said before, you are stronger then you think."

"What's your name then?" Gwai'ayia asked instead rubbing the cat behind its ears.

"Name, my name is my own; I do not give it to anyone.  Not even you." The shingar said loftily as it began to walk towards the edge of the clearing they were in.

"I will call you Kyne'a." Gwai'ayia said as she adjusted her stride to that of her spirit guide.

"That is as a good a name as any, I suppose.  Kyne'a." The cat mused, a low rumble sounding in the back of its throat not unlike a purr, "I cannot say I do not like it.  Come now, it is time you left this place, your parents will worry soon."

So the relationship of Gwai'ayia and Kyne'a begun, one a childish scholar the other the spirit of a warrior in the shape of a great cat.

When Gwai'ayia finally returned to the village, she had been two weeks in the forest.  This time she was preceded by her younger sister who had exited the forest two days before Gwai'ayia.   Gwai'ayia told the religious leaders what happened to her in the forest, and the leaders nodded their heads sagely and told her to be content in her protector.

The next week when the family returned home they would find a litter of kittens under their doorstep and a baby merridan hawk in their attack.  The kitten would become Gwai'ayia's be'on, the hawk Gwai'ani's bo'en.

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Two years later about a month after the twins 15th birthday, Gwai'ani started to receive the attentions of a village boy.   Soon afterwards the pair would fall deeply in love, and their plea to be married was granted gladly by both respective families.

Gwai'ayia was also very happy for sister, although secretly a little bit jealous.  Gwai'ayia liked several young men in their town, and she knew that at least a few had or did like her too.   However each time she and a man would get close to thinking about creating a permanent bound, Gwai'ayia would see Kyne'a standing behind the boy shaking his head that no she wasn't to marry yet, and defiantly not to this boyman.   Gwai'ayia sometimes wondered if she would ever be allowed to marry, but all Kyne'a would say to her questions was that "You will not find true love until you grow much.  Be patient, child, much awaits you still that you can hardly guess."

So Gwai'ayia threw herself into helping her twin getting ready for upcoming marriage.  Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani knew that Gwai'ania's marriage marked the end of their closeness and that this marriage would separate them even more surely then their birth had done.  To help ease apart, the pair spent a lot of the day together but spent the night in separate locked bedrooms to discourage them from sleeping together.  They knew that such a practice of separation was necessary, but they didn't sleep well those nights and each morning the awoke laying next to the wall that separated them with bruises and marks on their hands were they had both tried to open the doors at night.

Gwai'ani's marriage was a joyous celebration for both the twins, and all the families.   Gwai'ayia truly wished her other half all the best for the future and each of the girls gave each other parting presents.

On the night of Gwai'ani's marriage, Gwai'ayia's parents forgot to lock her door thinking that now that her twin was several houses away such a precaution was not necessary.

The precaution was very much necessary, and the lack of a locked door provided much mischief that night.

In the middle of the night, Gwai'ayia hardly knowing what she did began to walk in her sleep.  Kyne'a knowing what Gwai'ayia sought unconsciously tried to stop her, but his attempts were useless it was as hopeless to keep the twins apart as it was to keep him and Gwai'ayia apart.  It was impossible.

Gwai'ani's husband the poor man woke up the next morning to find himself sharing the bed with two women, one not his wife.  Gwai'ania rather then hugging her husband had her arms wrapped around the sleeping form of her twin, both their mouths reflecting the pure contentment of each others embrace.

Few can be angry at the man for complaining, but his insisting that Gwai'ayia be removed from the village and sent far, far away was a bitter pill to swallow indeed.

Kyne'a and Gwai'ani's spirit Ky'ea'e a wood owl knew that even this precaution would not help unless they themselves did something.  They knew that unless the twins were healed in a way that only spirits could heal that not even miles of land would keep the twins from trying to find each other in their sleep.

Privately, Di'ano contacted his brother in New Santhala Di'in and his wife.  It was agreed that Gwai'ayia would leave to stay with her uncle and aunt there as soon as possible.  In the meantime, Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani's room in her new house were locked to prevent the event from happening again.

On the day that Gwai'ayia was to leave on her uncle's wagon, Kyne'a and Ky'ea'e managed to get the twins alone together in a nearby wood.  As each twin hugged each other tearfully, neither was surprised to find their own spiritual guide sitting next to them.

They were however, very much surprised that they could see each others spirit guide.

Sitting on his hunches next to Gwai'ayia Kyne'a growled long and low, "It is wrong to separate one spirit, one soul so."

The wood owl Kye'ea'e nuzzled his beak into Gwai'ani's hair as he spoke, "But we cannot undo what the gods have done."

Looking at the wood owl with intense yellow eyes, Kyne'a spoke in soft purr, "But we can heal you."

"We cannot make you physically one again as each of you unknowingly longs, but we can make it so that you won't seek each other, trying but roughly to heal the rift that has been set eternally between you."  Here Ky'ea'e blinked pausing for a moment to let what he had said sink in, "We can break the bond that holds you too, we can make it so that each one of you will be complete on their own, a whole soul without the need of the other.   It would be best, because if you stay as you are, you will seek each other at night when you are unaware.  You will go mad with the desire to be with each other when you are separated over any long distance, and will eventually starting traveling the quickest possible way towards your other half no matter the damage it causes to yourself."

Pausing once more, Ky'ea'e regarded his own mistress and her twin with wise eyes.  "We will have to break the bond between you to do so, but I for one think it is the wisest course.  Will you have us do it?"

As one the twins looked at each other, and as one they shook their heads no.  In unison they said, "No, despite the danger, no."  Hugging each other tight as they said so as if the spirits would have to pry them apart to force such a drastic separation between them.

The shingar Kyne'a purred loudly rubbing his cheeks against his mistress and her twin as if he approved their answer, "We thought so."  Then settling back on his hunches, he regarded the owl with a knowing look.  "There is another way."

Hooting indigently Ky'ea'e explained.  "It is dangerous, and truth be told we are not even sure it will work.  But if does succeed, it will create such a strong bound between you that you will no longer need to be physically near the other.   We think we could create a spiritual bond between you two that would remain strong and allow feeling the presence of your other half no matter the distance between you.   Would you have us try?"

Slowly, without looking at each other, the twins nodded together.

"Very well then," Kyne'a said striding a little away from the twins as the owl flew off to circle around the shingar.  "We will try."

Slowly the shingar and the owl began to dance together, circling each other as if each was stalking the other, as if the owl hunted the cat, or the cat hunted the owl.  Faster, and faster they went, claws flashing, talons slashing, neither doing any damage to the other until they were a liquid dance of motion two opposite beings in complete harmony with the other.  Suddenly there was a flash, and it seemed as if the two were one.  In that flash each was the other, the owl in the shingar, the shingar in the owl.  Then as suddenly as it came, the flash was gone leaving each separate once more, tired but otherwise unharmed after whatever ordeal had taken place.

Flying and stalking back to their respective mistresses, Kyne'a said somewhat smugly to the owl, "I told you it would work."

Ruffling her chest feathers Ky'ea'e responded, "Well, it has never been tried before."

"All things before they are tried the first time have not been tried before," Kyne'a said purring as he regard his mistress and her twin.

The twins were laughing, hugging, and dancing together.  Each wordlessly celebrating a oneness they had never felt before.   They knew that the separation would be hard for them both, but they both knew that it would no longer be impossible to bear.

When Gwai'ayia finally clambered into her uncle's wagon in between him and her aunt, the only family and most of the village gathered to tell her goodbye.  Despite it being a tearful event, both parties knew that Gwai'ayia was bound to a place were she can learn more then her home town could have ever taught her.

From her uncle, Di'in, Gwai'ayia learned the routine of the household.  The high summer months were spent traveling to different cities so that Di'in could personally oversee the purchase of his merchandise.  Most of the rest of the year would be spent near or in their house within New Santhala so that Di'in could sell the merchandise he had purchased during the summer.  Gwai'ayia was learned that she was to be apprenticed to her uncle's personal scribe, and that she was expected to do whatever the scribe asked.

It has been six months since Gwai'ayia has joined her uncle in New Santhala and so far everything suits her fine.  Her studies under her uncle's scribe suit her extremely well, and although she misses home more often then she likes, she is content.

As for the future, who can tell what tomorrow holds?  History can only be recorded in the past tense, and the rest as Gwai'ayia observes most be taken a single moment at a time.
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« Reply #2 on: September 03, 2008, 04:27:20 AM »

Oh no. Not at all. See.. just put it in more than one post. We've had characters do it before- where their CDs became so long that, at some point or another, it was cut off.

EDIT:  If the History is the last section that you are going to have in your CD, then I would recommend just putting the entire history section in the second post on it's own. ;)

Did any of that make sense? I seem be having trouble with knowing whether or not I'm making any kind of sense at all lately. *sigh*

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Name Gwai’ayia Scrollreader Quillouf

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Race: Human

Tribe; Eyelian

Occupation: Scribe

Title: Nature's Scribe

Character Portrait (optional)<- ^_^ If you don't have a portrait to display, then you can remove this.)

Overview: Gwai'ayia is young, too young in many eyes for such a serious presuit, but Gwai'ayia loves the study of all things so being a scribe suits her very well indeed.  Since she is young however, she rarely travels anywhere accept<-except where her aunt and uncle take her. She came into her uncle's<-Apostrophe.) care soon after her twin sister's, Gwai'ani, marriage.  Her uncle is her father's younger brothers<-brother and is a<-an Eyelian merchant in New-Santharia.  He and his wife are more then willing to take Gwai'ayia on their travels so that she may learn all she can from exeprience<-experience rather from book.

Appearance

Height: 1.5 peds

Weight (optional)<- ^_^ If you're not going to add her weight, then you can remove this. Though, the average (healthy) weight for someone that is 1.5 peds tall (4'11") is between 1 pygge (100 pounds) and 1 Pygge, 1 Hafeb, 3 Ods, 9 Mut (120 pounds). My older sister is 4'11", is of lean build, and is usually 107 pounds.)

Hair Colour: Straight dark brown with a few strands of early grey underneath the back of her hair and near her temples.

Eye Colour: Brown with tiny gold flecks

Physical Appearance
Gwai’ayia has the typical appearance of a female within her tribe.  Like all members of the Eyelian tribe, she is short, only 1.5 peds tall to be exact.  Gwai’ayia also posseses<-possesses the typical build of Eyelian people, slender but far from fragile.  Very little of her body mass can be described as fat or soft, yet her muscles which show some use are not the hardened tools of a warrior but rather muscles of someone who is not afraid of work and who likes a good run from time to time.  Gwai’ayia body depeicts<-depicts her as being physical fit, healthy, and active in her life without having the grueling task of farming or the job of a warrior to harden the supple muscles that surround her frame.  She evenly proportioned and non<-none of her limbs are overly long nor atypically short.  One thing about her frame does stand out<-Comma.) however.  Her arms, long and supple with the hint of muscle underneath soft skin, taper to slender wrist<-wrists which develop into slender hands and long fingers that artist<-artists often posseses<-possess and musicians often long for.  Her ankles also are far slender then one would think from her well turned calves.  As for her femine<-feminine attractions, they are well propotion<-proportion to her body and do not stand out as being either to large or to<-too small for her frame.

Gwai’ayia face is plain, simple by the design of nature.  Overall round in shape, Gwai’ayia has a slightly rounded chin with a small cleft in the center that appears when she smiles.  Her nose is bulbous in shape with her nostrils flaring round along side the botton<-bottom end of her nose.  Her intelligent brown eyes are almond in shape and are set equally apart under gently arching brown eyebrows.  Her face is almost perfectly symmetrical save for the small dark two small brown spot that appears like a dipples on her right hand cheek (to the viewer) near the corner of her mouth.<-This sentence caused me to stumble. It doesn't quite make sense. Rephrase it to:  "Her face is almost perfectly symmetrical, save for two small, dark brown spots that appear like dimples on her left cheek, near the corner of her mouth."  The left side of her face isn't the right side of her face for someone else. It's still the left side.)  Her skin is a rich moca<-mocha in color and her long<-Comma.) straight brown hair brushes the center of Gwai’ayia’s<-Putting her name here is just slightly confusing. I'd recommend changing it to "her".) back as it swings in her low tied ponytail.  Gwai’ayia’s hair is always worn in this loose<-Comma.) long<-low(?) hanging pony-tail<-ponytail yet<-so that it never gets in her face.

There is a reddish-brown birthmark and several freckles on Gwai'ayia's upper left thigh that would be on her right thigh to a viewer<-That last bit is completely unnecessary and can be slightly confusing to the reader.), assuming of course on<-one got personal enough to view the said birthmark as it is generally well hidden by loose white or tan short skirts.  The birthmark itself is in the shape of a gibbon moon, and the frekles<-freckles that surrond<-surround the birthmark look like stars.

Since Gwai'ayia is the exact copy of her identical twin<-Comma.) Gwai'ani, her ears like her sisters were peirced<-pierced as a baby to provide away for her parents to distinguish the two.  Unlike Gwai'ani, Gwai'ayia always was given hoop earings<-earrings to wear by her parents rather then the studs Gwai'ani recieved<-received.  Gwai'ayia's golden hoop earnings are so much apart of her that they are often used to describe her, granted it's usually in the sense of "No, Gwai'ayia is the one with the hoop earnings, not Gwai'ani!", but it applies all the same.

Another difference in between the twins are where their traditional Yourth clan tattoes<-tattoos were placed.  The talons of a great eagle reaching to pierce tender skin appear to tear into her upper arm muscle<-Comma.)  <-Remove extra space.)just below left shoulder (right to viewer).<-What you have in the parenthesis is unnecessary.)

However, since Gwai'ayia has left her father's<-Apostrophe.) house since her twin's marriage, the public in general is unlike<-unlikely to mark the similarities or the differences between Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani<-Comma.) as they as far apart as they were once inseperable<-inseparable.


Personality

Gwai'ayia has curious mixture of personality, seemingly carring<-caring traits that should be in conflict of one another but<-Comma.) in fact<-Comma.) work togther<-together in perfect harmony.  Gwai'ayia is nothing less then a puzzle, a delightful and pleasant puzzle to be sure, but a puzzle nontheless<-nonetheless.

From an early age, Gwai'ayia was a quite<-quiet child<-Comma.) content in the quiet love of family and friends without outward need of actions or words to justify or examplify<-exemplify the love she so clearly felt from those around her.  Naturally, she felt that she also did not need to speak her feelings but rather that people would know what she felt by her simple presence.  Gwai'ayia has developed as a result of this an unwillingness to put her loving regard or feelings of friendlness<-friendliness into words or deeds, thus rendering those who would be her friends unsure whiether<-whether or not she felt the same for them as they felt for her.   In fact<-Comma.) the more Gwai'ayia likes, loves, or enjoys another person<-person's company<-Comma.) the less she is prone to talk with them or do large things for them (such as give them gifts or go out of her way to do something for them).  Gwai'ayia rather shows her kind regard in small ways to others, by doing small mundane task<-tasks that need to be done but are seldom done, by running helpful errands, or by simply being near that person in quiet for hours upon end<-Comma.) her helpful and kind presence often going unnoticed and unmarked.

The converse is also true.  The less Gwai'ayia likes a person the more she is likely to talk them, go out of her way to help them, or perform acts of kindness towards them.  This is because,<-Remove comma.) Gwai'ayia<-Comma.) who is a loving person by nature<-Comma.) feel<-feels guilty for thinking ill of anybody or disliking anyone.  Her acts and words to a person she dislikes therefore are rather performed out of the need to assuage this guilt rather then<-than kind regard for the person on the receiving end.

Gwai'ayia has a scholarly bent also.  Her greatest joys in life are in reading, writing, and studying.  You'll never find Gwai'ayia more content then when she is sitting down to a new scroll or when she is out in the field studying some plant that she discovered there.  Since her father was a scribe of some skill, and her grandfather wasn't without talent, Gwai'ayia<-Comma.) along with the rest of her simblings<-siblings<-Comma.) were taught how to read and write Tharian and some Strash.  She also learned basic figuring from her father and mother, as figuring is a necessary skill in any place where money is exchanged.  However, Gwai'ayia has no love for figures and will avoid figuring of any kind if she can at all help it.  Because of her joy in all things studious, Gwai'ayia took on the task of a scribe herself.  Although by no means a master yet, Gwai'ayia is a<-Remove.) well on her way of being the best apprentice the scribe of her uncle's house has ever seen.  Gwai'ayia's secret ambition is to one day excell<-excel to working within the great library of New Santharia and perhaps add a few of her contributions to the Great Compendium.

Her scholarly nature is not without its downsides<-Comma.) however<-Comma.) as Gwai'ayia has the tendency to ignore everything and everyone around her whenever she is reading or writing something down.  While this focused attention means she does her work well, it can be rather frustiating<-frustrating to others and tends to discorage[color=fuchsia[<-discourage[/color] people from trying to converse with her when her attention is focused elsewhere.  On the other(space)side of the coin, when Gwai'ayia is out in the field, in nature, her natural insticts<-instincts take over and<-Comma.) while it may appear that she is engrossed in whatever animal or plant she is studying, she is in fact very aware of everything that goes on around her.

Gwai'ayia's scholarly bent make<-makes her appear serious and somber to many.  This is not too far from the truth.  Gwai'ayia doesn't really have much of a sense of humor.  it<-Capitalize.) takes Gwai'ayia a long time to get a joke, as she looks at things practically rather abstractly<-I don't understand what you meant with "practically rather abstractly", but it doesn't really make sense. Since I don't understand it, I can't help you rephrase it.)   Gwai'ayia also never laughs at physical jokes or jokes made at others<-others' expense.   Despite her total lack of humor, her tendency to take life just a tad too seriously, the literal way her mind works, and her scholarly aspect, Gwa'ayia can almost be mischievous, bubbly, and sometimes downright ditzy at times.  One would be accuarate<-accurate in described<-describing Gwai'ayia as an intellectual ditz.

Gwai'ayia is extremly<-extremely shy of new people, and although she is believes the best of everyone, she doesn't talk easily to strangers.  She also dislikes crowds, detest<-detests parties, and hates being the center of attention.  Gwai'ayia, since she has a friendly heart, will gladly talk to anyone, but they have to make the first move first<-Remove.) to talk to her, not the other way around.   Gwai'ayia is also very opiniated<-opinionated, amoung her equals at least, and doesn't hestitate<-hesitate to share her knowledge or opinion<-opinions with anyone who askes<-asks for it.  She will always add at the end of such speaches<-speeches, 'that she is young and what does she know of such things?'   Gwai'ayia does not easily recongize<-recognize that she deserves any honor of any kind, even if she does deserve it.   In addition, Gwai'ayia tends to get long winded on her favorite subjects being in no particular order: her cat, nature, her beliefs, her knowledge, and any book she has ever read.

Gwai'ayia, an eyelian<-Capitalize.) by virtue of birth raising and at heart, is most at home out of doors particularly in nature.  Although there is a certain wildness in cities, the sense of nature pulsing beneath and living things rushing about above, Gwai'ayia cannot stand to be confined within a city for too long and will often take forays into the farmland nearest where she is staying in order to ease the sense of stranglation<-strangulation that she slowly begins to feel whenever she is in a city.  This need to be out in the country takes Gwai'ayia to strange places, other peoples farmyards, and will often strike her at odd hours.  Her journeys into the nearest 'wilderness', which often times equates to a piece of farmed land or a park nearby, often cause trouble with the authorities and the owners of wherever her feet have taken her.  Because Gwai'ayia was raised in a town mostly surrondedsurrounded by farmland, farms or parks often soothe her need to be in commion<-common with nature.  However, since there was unfarmed land and untamed woods nearby her hometown also, farms cannot assuage her need for too long of a time.   So far, this tendency to want to run to nature has not caused any(space)problems as her travels with her aunt and uncle take her to untamed places or new places where she her desire to learn or her desire to run wild can both be gratified.  If she was ever forced to dwell in the same city for long<-Comma.) however, her desire and need for nature would so drive her to run and run hard to the nearest untouched parcel of land she could find<-Comma.) no matter how far that would be.

Also<-Comma.) her desire to return to nature can sometimes be subdued by her more promient<-prominent scholarly bent and may be assuage<-assuaged by find<-finding something new and interest<-interesting or by visting<-visiting somewhere new.  From all this Gwai'ayia seems to possess a wander lust, a restlessness of spirit, and an unwillness<-unwillingness to settled down.  This is far from beinging<-being true, however.  Gwai'ayia is a very settled creature and sometimes hates the high summer months that take her Uncle, Aunt, and herself to many different locations for short period's<-periods of time.  Constant movement, while it holds like the city a certain novelity<-novelty for Gwai'ayia, is unpleasant to her and she always longs for the winter months that hold them in the house<-Comma.) forcing them to settle down for a while at least.  In fact, Gwai'ayia always secretly longs for home, longs for a return to her birth village where things seemed perfect to herself<-her, yet she knows she cannot return there and that even if she did the small town would no longer satisfy her ever growing desires.    What Gwai'ayia really longs for in fact is a home, any home in fact, where she can be close to all things she loves and knows, as well being close enough to a city to satisfy her desire for knowledge and learning.  So it is not that Gwai'ayia is naturally restless or rootless, but rather that she needs nature and the ability to run free unhindred<-unhindered much the same way a hawk needs the sky.    Like the hawk, she can stay on the ground or roost for a while, but she will always crave the wild freedom of the sky.<-I love this sentence.)

Gwai'ayia places a very high value on respect, honesty, trust, and friendship.  If you respect her, Gwai'ayia will respect you in return.  This aspect of nature which renders her curtous<-courteous, respectful, realitively<-relatively honest, mostly trustworthy, and a worthy friend also has a definite negative side.  Gwai'ayia was raised to treat everyone as her equal, but to honor and respect anyone older, more experienced, or more knowledable<-knowledgeable.  This combined with Gwai'ayia's nature of not wishing to treating<-treat anyone ill makes her treat almost everyone she doesn't know personally as her better.  While this holds its novelty with strangers, it can also get very tiring as she is constantly refreing<-referring to them as "gentle lady" or "kind sir".   If her somewhat tiresome curteousy<-courtesy of strangeness is bad enough, her respect for those clearly older, wiser, or more experienced then herself is ten times worse.  When it becomes evident to Gwai'ayia that this is the case with the person to whom she is speaking to her<-Remove.), her attitude immediatly<-immediately turns to diffedence<-Comma.) allowing to the person that what they think must be right or true even if she secretly suspects or knows that the fact discussed is true.  In fact, one day when a<-an elder of her village joked with Gwai'ayia by saying the sky was purple, Gwai'ayia responded by saying, with utmost soleminty<-solemnity and respect, "I defer to your wisdom<-Comma.) elder<-Capitalize.).  There is always truth in what you speak.  The sky is purple to wise eyes, but my eyes are not wise and I cannot see it for my folly.  I will seek the wisdom to see that the sky is purple someday that I might be as wise as you if I live long enough to attain to that level of perfection."

Ever since that day, Gwai'ayia will say with a sigh, "The Sky is purple to wise eyes",  when something is above or beyond her knowledge.

Her parents were very modern eyelians<-Capitalize.) in the sense that they did not strictly hold to the old gods of the Eyelians in the sense that they did not fervently worship them but rather taught their children to respect the gods of the creator of the Caelerth.  Their respect for the gods entend[color=fuchsia[<-intend[/color] to the Aviaria but not to Ava.   However, they were very carefull to teach their children the old paths while strictly telling them to follow them.  Raising their children in a semi-traditional Eyelian way without enforcing old Eyelian tradition upon them.  As a result, Gwai'ayia is very upon minded about other religions, cultures, and gods.  Open-minded without being accepting of any religion.  Gwai'ayia respects rather then worships any god though if asked she would say that out of them all she believes most in the Avaiaria.  Rather the the religion, Gwai'ayia took the traditional eyelian<-Capitalize.) respect for Mother Earth and Father Sky, a belief in the Three spirits, a belief in spirits in general, and a very healthy respect for all the aspects of nature.   Gwai'ayia is thus very tolerant over things that may be considered as 'brutalities' to the earth by those who hold to more traditional viewes<-views.  However, just because she is tolerant doesn't mean she will stand for outright disrepect<-disrespect for the land.  Gwai'ayia hates unreasonable cruelty or bruality<-brutality, and will frentently<-frequently(?) speak against the unthinking disrepect<-disrespect some men treat the earth, animals, and soemtimes<-sometimes their fellow man.  Gwai'ayia is more then willing to expand on this subject to any willing listener, almost to the point of being tiring.

While Gwai'ayia believes in the goodness of the races and humankind in general, she also realizes the cruelty of the world.    Her delusion is rather a happy one, hopefully believing the good in everyone and everything will secretly acknowledging the foolishness of the belief in the hearts of hearts.<-I'm sorry. I don't understand what you mean in this sentence. I request that you rephrase everything after "the good in everyone and everything".)  Despite this, Gwai'ayia gives her trust freely and her friendship easily.  She is therefore very prone to be cheated or fooled by those who are seemingly fair but inwardly foul.   Gwai'ayia even believes that there is a goodnesss<-goodness of sorts in orcs<-Capitalization.) and will not doubt the good intent of anyone she meets until proven otherwise.  This said, her trust once betrayed can never be earned back.  While forgiving in nature, Gwai'ayia will not forgive anyone who has betrayed her and hate all those in whom she sees a cruelty of nature.

She will not kill someone or hurt someone unless forced, but is perfectly capable of defending herself without sorrow if threatened.  She also doesn't see the harm of killing animals or burning forest for fields, as long as these things are done in balance.  She holds that an animal should only be killed for food and that everything should be used that can, and that if a forest must burn, then another forest needs to planted in its place to maintain the careful balance of nature and its creatures.

Also<-Comma.) from Bawani'in, her mother, Gwai'ayia learned some beast speak that her mother had learned from the hands of her father.   Gwai'ayia's knowledge of this language however is severally<-severely limited and she can only use the roughest form of the beastspeech.   It is<-Comma.) however<-Comma.) a novel skill that many posseses<-possesses,<-Remove comma.) and<-Comma.) although Gwai'ayia never flaunts her knowledge<-Comma.) she is secretly proud of it as well.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Strengths

Natural Insticts<-Instincts: Although her father was born in bred in a eyelian district of a big town, her mother had been raised in the wilderness not located far away and came into their marriage with not only the natural instict<-instinct of an eyelian<-Capitalization.) in the wilderness but the training to perfect that skill.  It is was this skilll that she very carefully passed onto her children as much as she could in the small pathes<-paths of forest that surronded<-surrounded the small town they had been raised in.  Gwai'ayia like the rest of them recieved<-received the benefit of the training.  Although<-Comma.) because of the limited nature of the forest and the relative tamness<-tameness of the surronding<-surrounding lane<-land, Gwai'ayia is for the most part sheltered from the true cruelty of the wilderness.  However<-Comma.) like all eyelians<-Capitalize.), she has a natural instict<-instinct for when she might be in trouble that may come in handy.  Yet<-Comma.) even instict<-instinct must fail eventually.

Strength:  Like all Eyelians, Gwai'ayia is surprisingly strong for her size.  Yet perhaps, strength is not the right word for her skill.  Gwai'ayia is more a deftness, a knowledge of how to use an enemy's strength against themselves, and the ability to use stature to its best advantage.  This skill was taught in some part by her relatives but was to practice by the rough tussle play in(space)between herself and the other clubs.   It most be noted however, that Gwai'ayia is no trained warrior and while she can defend herself against someone equal or less in skill she would eventually be defeated by anyone with greater skill or anyone with a great amount of strength or endurance.

Respectfulness/Curtesy:  Gwai'ayia's naturally respect for everyone as well as her disclination to dislike anyone makes her a nice person to make an aquatience with.  However her endless curtesy can get annoying after awhile and Gwai'ayia will only leave off her curtesy if she has known someone for a very long time.

Honesty: Gwai'ayia values honesty and trustworthiness above all things and tries to prove trustworthy herself.  Yet because she does not want to hurt anyone's<-Apostrophe.) feelings, she will not be perfectly honest or lie to avoid injuring another person.   Although when this occurs, Gwai'ayia is always carefull not strictly lie outright.   Because Gwai'ayia values honesty, she does not give her word lightly nor does she swear unneedly.  However, if she gives her word, you can trust Gwai'ayia will do whatever she pledged to do no matter what the cost to herself.

Concertration:  When Gwai'ayia is writing, reading, or perfoming<-performing an intense task all her attention is focused on the work, and she oftens<-often does things she sents<-sets her mind to very well indeed.

Open-minded: Gwai'ayia willness<-willingness to listen to others opinions and beliefs make her a very easy person to talk too<-to.

Beast Speech: Gwai'ayia was taught by her mother the basic rudementaries<-rudimentaries of Beast Speech.  Just enough that Gwai'ayia can get the sense of what animal is saying or feeling from its body movements, but not enough to truely<-truly understand beast(space)speech.   She can also roughly communicate to animals using the beast speech, although her conversation is mostly limited to body language rather then the noises bea<-What? The sentence cut off. :( .)

Weaknesses

Trust of Others  Gwai'ayia likes to believe the good of everyone, even orcs<-Capitalize.) and trolls<-Capitalize.).   While she knows the world is decetiful<-deceitful and cruel, she likes to give everyone the benefit of the doubt.   Gwai'ayia can be easily decieved<-deceived therefore.  Nevertheless, once she is decieved<-deceived by someone or by something it is hard to decieve<-deceive her agian<-again using the same trick.

Unwilliness<-Willingness to Express Emotion:  Gwai'ayia tends to do small things for others as a way of showing her feelings towards that person rather then telling them how she feels or by giving them gifts.  Conversly<-Conversely, Gwai'ayia often feels guilty about not liking someone and will try to assuage her guilt by talking to that person often, by giving them gifts, and by going out of her way to do something for them.  Therefore often the people Gwai'ayia likes think she doesn't like them and the people Gwai'ayia dislikes think she likes them a great deal.

Concertration:  Gwai'ayia often reads, writes, and performs intricate tasks very well because all her attention is focused on the task.  However her concertration is often leads to the exclusion and inattention to everything and everything around her when she performing such a task.

Desire for nature:   Gwai'ayia's need, her desire for nature, will often strike her at odd times and take her to the oddest places, and there is a great potential for trouble in this.  Her desire for nature, learning, and to experience new things often causes for her to seem restless to others despite the fact that Gwai'ayia is very settled person by nature.   Her desire can usually be assuage by visting<-visiting parks, farmlands, small glades, meadows, or any where non-inhabited close to where she is staying for a time.   However, this is only a temporary solution and if Gwai'ayia was forced to stay in a city for any length of time with nothing to distract her she would soon be driven to perform drastic actions in order to assuage the desire that will slowly begin to drive her mad if not satisfied.

Hate for Cruelty or Unnecessary Violence: Gwai'ayia hates those who destroy the earth without balance and without caution, and hates all those who kill needlessly.  She is also not hestitate<-hesitate in sharing her opinion, quiet loudly in fact, if it is asked.  This could create enemies for Gwai'ayia if she is not careful.

Grudges: Her trust once broken, can never be regain.  Her wrath once inflicted will never fade.  Gwai'ayia does not easily forgive those who are unneccesarily<-unnecessarily cruel or violent, but at the same time she is willing to forgive lesser offenses and is willing to let people explain their actions, if they can.

Youth/Inexpierence<-Inexperience:  This goes without saying as after all Gwai'ayia is only 16 years of age and until about a half a year ago knew nothing of the world outside of the place she grew up in.   It is hoped that she will eventually 'live and learn' as they say.

Lack of an official fighting/weapons training:  Although Gwai'ayia is provided with a sort of natural knowledge of how to find hand to hand based on the rough play she used in childhood, Gwai'ayia has never been trained to fight or to use weapons.   Her limited experience would probably fail her if ever faced with an experienced fighter or weaponsmaster.<-I hate it break it to you, but this isn't a valid weakness. Since your character is being compared to the average peasant, Bob, and Bob has absolutely  NO  training with any weapon, you'll need to remove this weakness completely. It might unbalance you, it might not.)


That's all I have time for tonight! Hopefully I didn't miss anything. I'll try to finish up the rest of your CD tomorrow. ^_^ Have a good one and please be sure to color all of your changes. Thanks!

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« Reply #4 on: September 03, 2008, 10:40:53 PM »

By request this post has been moved so that the second part of my CD is below the first.
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« Reply #5 on: September 03, 2008, 10:42:23 PM »

  Thanks to your kind advice, Nox I have now posted and finished the rest of my CD.   I will get started onto the corrections you have so graciously left and will begin a through spellcheck shortly.

Thank you again.
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« Reply #6 on: September 03, 2008, 10:57:30 PM »

*sigh* this is gonna take a loooooong time to check LOL

Anyway, just a suggestion, but maybe you could edit your second post (the one right behind the first part of the CD) and add the second part to that? Just a question of having the one follow the other ^.^
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« Reply #7 on: September 03, 2008, 11:44:37 PM »

The second part of my CD has been moved to below the first part.

Anyway, a spellcheck has been completed on both parts.  Spelling changes have not been highlighted, but any major rephrasing is highlighted in light green.

Hopefully this will elimate some hard work on the moderators part.
*smiles at Simoone*

I apologize for the length of this CD, but really I couldn't help myself.  I will shorten, if I can, if such a move is neccessary  Although I would like to avoid such a drastic step if at all possible..

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The thing is the reason why I've created such a young character is that I'm hoping to add to this entry at a later.  So that I can grow with Gwai'ayia if you will.

I would like to hopefully add notable details that occur to Gwai'ayia while she dreams here with you.  Not all the things that Gwai'ayia does will be added, oh no, only the major points such as accomplishments, anything new and important that she might learn, and anything that has a great effect on the character.  I think it would be interesting watching such a process, and I am looking forward to knowing if such a thing is at all possible.

Please let me know if my desire is possible or no.
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« Reply #8 on: September 04, 2008, 01:10:48 AM »

It's not at all necessary to shorten it, I was just saying :P

And there's absolutely no problem with asking us to bring up this CD out of the archives at a later date and add to it, so no worries there either :)
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« Reply #9 on: September 05, 2008, 01:31:06 AM »

Thanks Simmone.  In that case, I await the pleasure of mods and editors.   I am also extermly happy to hear that bring this entry out of the achieves is possible.
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« Reply #10 on: September 11, 2008, 07:23:32 PM »

Hey Gwai, and welcome to Santharia!  Some commenty goodness coming your way.

Name Gwai’ayia Scrollreader Quillouf

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Race: Human

Tribe; Eyelian

Occupation: Scribe

Title: Nature's Scribe

Overview: Gwai'ayia is young, too young in many eyes for such a serious presuit, but Gwai'ayia loves the study of all things so being a scribe suits her very well indeed.  Since she is young however, she rarely travels anywhere except where her aunt and uncle take her. She came into her uncle’s care soon after her twin sister's, Gwai'ani, marriage.  Her uncle is her father's younger brother and is an Eyelian merchant in New-Santhala.  He and his wife are more then willing to take Gwai'ayia on their travels that she may learn all she can from experience rather from book.

Appearance

Height: 1.5 peds  Could you remove the decimals?  They're just not very medieval in feel, for we tend to try and avoid them.

Weight (optional) 1 pygee and 4 ods

Hair Colour: Straight dark brown with a few strands of early grey underneath the back of her hair and near her temples.

Eye Colour: Brown with tiny gold flecks

Physical Appearance
Gwai’ayia has the typical appearance of a female within her tribe.  Like all members of the Eyelian tribe, she is short, only 1.5 peds tall to be exact.  Gwai’ayia also possesses the typical build of Eyelian people, slender but far from fragile.  Very little of her body mass can be described as fat or soft, yet her muscles which show some use are not the hardened tools of a warrior but rather muscles of someone who is not afraid of work and who likes a good run from time to time.  Gwai’ayia body depicts her as being physically fit, healthy, and active in her life without having the grueling task of farming or the job of a warrior to harden the supple muscles that surround her frame.  She is evenly proportioned and none of her limbs are overly long nor atypically short.  One thing about her frame does stand out, however.  Her arms, long and supple with the hint of muscle underneath soft skin, taper to slender wrists which develop into slender hands and long fingers that artist often possesses <- I'm not sure about this bit of the sentence. and musicians often long for.  Her ankles also are far  more slender than one would think from her well turned calves.  As for her feminine attractions, they are well proportion to her body and do not stand out as being either to large or too small for her frame.

Gwai’ayia face is plain, simple by the design of nature.  Overall round in shape, Gwai’ayia has a slightly rounded chin with a small cleft in the center that appears when she smiles.  Her nose is bulbous in shape with her nostrils flaring round along side the bottom end of her nose.  Her intelligent brown eyes are almond in shape and are set equally apart under gently arching brown eyebrows.  Her face is almost perfectly symmetrical save for the small dark two small brown spot that appears like dimples on her left cheek near the corner of her mouth.  Her skin is a rich mocha in color and her long straight brown hair brushes the center of her back as it swings in her low tied ponytail.  Gwai’ayia’s hair is always worn in this loose, low hanging ponytail so it never gets in her face.

There is a reddish-brown birthmark and several freckles on Gwai'ayia's upper left thigh, assuming of course one got personal enough to view the said birthmark as it is generally well hidden by loose white or tan short skirts.  The birthmark itself is in the shape of a gibbon moon, and the freckles that surround the birthmark look like stars.

Since Gwai'ayia is the exact copy of her identical twin, Gwai'ani, her ears like her sisters were pierced as a baby to provide a way for her parents to distinguish the two.   Unlike Gwai'ani, Gwai'ayia always was given hoop earrings to wear by her parents rather then the studs Gwai'ani received.  Gwai'ayia's golden hoop earnings are so much a part of her that they are often used to describe her, granted it's usually in the sense of "No, Gwai'ayia is the one with the hoop earnings, not Gwai'ani!", but it applies all the same.

Another difference in between the twins are where their traditional Yourth clan tattoos were placed.  The talons of a great eagle reaching to pierce tender skin appear to tear into her upper arm muscle, just below left shoulder.

However, since Gwai'ayia has left her father’s house since her twin's marriage, the public in general is unlikely to mark the similarities or the differences between Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani as they as far apart as they were once inseparable.

Very thorough Gwai :)

Personality

Gwai'ayia has curious mixture of personality, seemingly caring traits that should be in conflict of one another but in fact work together in perfect harmony.  Gwai'ayia is nothing less then a puzzle, a delightful and pleasant puzzle to be sure, but a puzzle nonetheless.

From an early age, Gwai'ayia was a quiet child content in the quiet love of family and friends without outward need of actions or words to justify or exemplify the love she so clearly felt from those around her.  Naturally, she felt that she also did not need to speak her feelings but rather that people would know what she felt by her simple presence.  Gwai'ayia has developed as a result of this an unwillingness to put her loving regard or feelings of friendliness into words or deeds, thus rendering those who would be her friends unsure whether or not she felt the same for them as they felt for her.   In fact, the more Gwai'ayia likes, loves, or enjoys another person’s company, the less she is prone to talk with them or do large things for them (such as give them gifts or go out of her way to do something for them).  Gwai'ayia rather shows her kind regard in small ways to others, by doing small mundane tasks that need to be done but are seldom done, by running helpful errands, or by simply being near that person in quiet for hours upon end, her helpful and kind presence often going unnoticed and unmarked.

The converse is also true.  The less Gwai'ayia likes a person the more she is likely to talk them, go out of her way to help them, or perform acts of kindness towards them.  This is because Gwai'ayia, who is a loving person by nature, feels guilty for thinking ill of anybody or disliking anyone.  Her acts and words to a person she dislikes therefore are rather performed out of the need to assuage this guilt rather than kind regard for the person on the receiving end.

Gwai'ayia has a scholarly bent also.  Her greatest joys in life are in reading, writing, and studying.  You'll never find Gwai'ayia more content then when she is sitting down to a new scroll or when she is out in the field studying some plant that she discovered there.  Since her father was a scribe of some skill, and her grandfather wasn't without talent, Gwai'ayia, along with the rest of her siblings, was taught how to read and write Tharian and some Styrash.  She also learned basic figuring from her father and mother, as figuring is a necessary skill in any place where money is exchanged.  However, Gwai'ayia has no love for figures and will avoid figuring of any kind if she can at all help it.  Because of her joy in all things studious, Gwai'ayia took on the task of a scribe herself.  Although by no means a master yet, Gwai'ayia is well on her way of being the best apprentice the scribe of her uncle's house has ever seen.  Gwai'ayia's secret ambition is to one day excel to working within the great library of New Santhala and perhaps add a few of her contributions to the Great Compendium.

Her scholarly nature is not without its downsides, however, as Gwai'ayia has the tendency to ignore everything and everyone around her whenever she is reading or writing something down.  While this focused attention means she does her work well, it can be rather frustrating to others and tends to discourage people from trying to converse with her when her attention is focused elsewhere.  On the other side of the coin, when Gwai'ayia is out in the field, in nature, her natural instincts take over and, while it may appear that she is engrossed in whatever animal or plant she is studying, she is in fact very aware of everything that goes on around her.

Gwai'ayia's scholarly bent makes her appear serious and somber to many.  This is not too far from the truth.  Gwai'ayia doesn't really have much of a sense of humor.  It takes Gwai'ayia a long time to get a joke, as she looks at things literally.   Gwai'ayia also never laughs at physical jokes or jokes made at others expense.   Despite her total lack of humor, her tendency to take life just a tad too seriously, the literal way her mind works, and her scholarly aspect, Gwa'ayia can almost be mischievous, bubbly, and sometimes downright ditzy at times.  One would be accurate in describing Gwai'ayia as an intellectual ditz.

Gwai'ayia is extremely shy of new people, and although she is believes the best of everyone, she doesn't talk easily to strangers.  She also dislikes crowds, detests parties, and hates being the center of attention.  Gwai'ayia, since she has a friendly heart, will gladly talk to anyone, but they have to make the first move to talk to her, not the other way around.   Gwai'ayia is also very opinionated, among her equals at least, and doesn't hesitate to share her knowledge or opinion with anyone who asks for it.  She will always add at the end of such speeches, 'that she is young and what does she know of such things?'   Gwai'ayia does not easily recognize that she deserves any honor of any kind, even if she does deserve it.   In addition, Gwai'ayia tends to get long winded on her favorite subjects being in no particular order: her cat, nature, her beliefs, her knowledge, and any book she has ever read.

Gwai'ayia, an Eyelian by virtue of birth raising and at heart, is most at home out of doors particularly in nature.  Although there is a certain wildness in cities, the sense of nature pulsing beneath and living things rushing about above, Gwai'ayia cannot stand to be confined within a city for too long and will often take forays into the farmland nearest where she is staying in order to ease the sense of strangulation that she slowly begins to feel whenever she is in a city.  This need to be out in the country takes Gwai'ayia to strange places, other peoples farmyards, and will often strike her at odd hours.  Her journeys into the nearest 'wilderness', which often times equates to a piece of farmed land or a park nearby, often cause trouble with the authorities and the owners of wherever her feet have taken her.  Because Gwai'ayia was raised in a town mostly surrounded by farmland, farms or parks often soothe her need to be in common with nature.  However, since there was unfarmed land and untamed woods nearby her hometown also, farms cannot assuage her need for too long of a time.   So far, this tendency to want to run to nature has not caused any problems as her travels with her aunt and uncle take her to untamed places or new places where she her desire to learn or her desire to run wild can both be gratified.  If she was ever forced to dwell in the same city for long, however, her desire and her need for nature would so drive her to run and run hard to the nearest untouched parcel of land she could find, no matter how far that would be.

Also, her desire to return to nature can sometimes be subdued by her more prominent scholarly bent and may be assuaged by finding something new and interest or by visiting somewhere new.  From all this Gwai'ayia seems to possess a wander lust, a restlessness of spirit, and an unwillingness to settle down.  This is far from being true, however.  Gwai'ayia is a very settled creature and sometimes hates the high summer months that take her Uncle, Aunt, and herself to many different locations for short periods of time.  Constant movement, while it holds like the city a certain novelty for Gwai'ayia, is unpleasant to her and she always longs for the winter months that hold them in the house, forcing them to settle down for a while at least.  In fact, Gwai'ayia always secretly longs for home, longs for a return to her birth village where things seemed perfect to her, yet she knows she cannot return there and that even if she did the small town would no longer satisfy her ever growing desires.    What Gwai'ayia really longs for in fact is a home, any home in fact, where she can be close to all things she loves and knows, as well being close enough to a city to satisfy her desire for knowledge and learning.  So it is not that Gwai'ayia is naturally restless or rootless, but rather that she needs nature and the ability to run free unhindered much the same way a hawk needs the sky.    Like the hawk, she can stay on the ground or roost for a while, but she will always crave the wild freedom of the sky.

Gwai'ayia places a very high value on respect, honesty, trust, and friendship.  If you respect her, Gwai'ayia will respect you in return.  This aspect of nature which renders her courteous, respectful, relatively honest, mostly trustworthy, and a worthy friend also has a definite negative side.  Gwai'ayia was raised to treat everyone as her equal, but to honor and respect anyone older, more experienced, or more knowledgeable.  This combined with Gwai'ayia's nature of not wishing to treat anyone ill makes her treat almost everyone she doesn't know personally as her better.  While this holds its novelty with strangers, it can also get very tiring as she is constantly refering to them as "gentle lady" or "kind sir".   If her somewhat tiresome courtesy of strangeness is bad enough, her respect for those clearly older, wiser, or more experienced then herself is ten times worse.  When it becomes evident to Gwai'ayia that this is the case with the person to whom she is speaking to, her attitude immediately turns to diffidence, suggesting to the person that what they think must be right or true even if she secretly suspects or knows that the fact discussed is true.  In fact, one day when an elder of her village joked with Gwai'ayia by saying the sky was purple, Gwai'ayia responded by saying, with utmost solemnity and respect, "I defer to your wisdom, Elder.  There is always truth in what you speak.  The sky is purple to wise eyes, but my eyes are not wise and I cannot see it for my folly.  I will seek the wisdom to see that the sky is purple someday that I might be as wise as you if I live long enough to attain to that level of perfection."  Tee hee hee

Ever since that day, Gwai'ayia will say with a sigh, "The Sky is purple to wise eyes",  when something is above or beyond her knowledge.

Her parents were very modern Eyelians in the sense that they did not strictly hold to the old gods of the Eyelians in the sense that they did not fervently worship them but rather taught their children to respect the gods of the creator of the Caelerth.  Their respect for the gods extends to the Aviaria but not to Ava.   However, they were very careful to teach their children the old paths while strictly telling them to follow them Huh?  They told them to worship the old gods now?  Raising their children in a semi-traditional Eyelian way without enforcing old Eyelian tradition upon them.  As a result, Gwai'ayia is very open minded about other religions, cultures, and gods.  Open-minded without being accepting of any religion.  Gwai'ayia respects rather then worships any god though if asked she would say that out of them all she believes most in the Avaiaria.  Rather than the religion, Gwai'ayia took the traditional Eyelian respect for Mother Earth and Father Sky, a belief in the Three spirits, a belief in spirits in general, and a very healthy respect for all the aspects of nature.   Gwai'ayia is thus very tolerant of things that may be considered as 'brutalities' to the earth by those who hold to more traditional views.  However, just because she is tolerant doesn't mean she will stand for outright disrespect for the land.  Gwai'ayia hates unreasonable cruelty or brutality, and will fervently speak against the unthinking disrespect some men treat the earth, animals, and sometimes their fellow man.  Gwai'ayia is more then willing to expand on this subject to any willing listener, almost to the point of being tiring.

While Gwai'ayia believes in the goodness of the races and humankind in general, she also realizes the cruelty of the world.    Her delusion is rather a happy one, hopefully believing the good in everyone and everything while secretly acknowledging the foolishness of this belief in her hearts of hearts.  Despite this, Gwai'ayia gives her trust freely and her friendship easily.  She is therefore very prone to be cheated or fooled by those who are seemingly fair but inwardly foul.   Gwai'ayia even believes that there is a goodness of sorts in Orcs and will not doubt the good intent of anyone she meets until proven otherwise.  This said, her trust once betrayed can never be earned back.  While forgiving in nature, Gwai'ayia will not forgive anyone who has betrayed her and hate all those in whom she sees a cruelty of nature.

She will not kill someone or hurt someone unless forced, but is perfectly capable of defending herself without sorrow if threatened.  She also doesn't see the harm of killing animals or burning forest for fields, as long as these things are done in balance.  She holds that an animal should only be killed for food and that everything should be used that can, and that if a forest must burn, then another forest needs to planted in its place to maintain the careful balance of nature and its creatures.

Also, from Bawani'in, her mother, Gwai'ayia learned some beast speak that her mother had learned from the hands of her father.   Gwai'ayia's knowledge of this language however is severely limited and she can only use the roughest form of the beastspeech.   It is however, a novel skill that many possess and although Gwai'ayia never flaunts her knowledge, she is secretly proud of it as well.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Strengths

Natural Instincts: Although her father was born and bred in a Eyelian district of a big town, her mother had been raised in the wilderness not located far away and came into their marriage with not only the natural instinct of an Eyelian in the wilderness but the training to perfect that skill.  It is was this skill that she very carefully passed onto her children as much as she could in the small paths of forest that surrounded the small town they had been raised in.  Gwai'ayia like the rest of them received the benefit of the training.  Although, because of the limited nature of the forest and the relative tameness of the surrounding land, Gwai'ayia is for the most part sheltered from the true cruelty of the wilderness.  However, like all Eyelians, she has a natural instinct for when she might be in trouble that may come in handy.  Yet, even instinct must fail eventually.  Eventually seems a strange choice of word - it sounds as if it with fail as she gets older.  Maybe "occasionally" might be better?

Strength:  Like all Eyelians, Gwai'ayia is surprisingly strong for her size.  Yet perhaps, strength is not the right word for her skill.  Gwai'ayia's talent is more a deftness, a knowledge of how to use an enemy's strength against themselves, and the ability to use stature to its best advantage.  This skill was taught in some part by her relatives but was put to practice by the rough tussle play in between herself and the other cubs.   It most be noted however, that Gwai'ayia is no trained warrior and while she can defend herself against someone equal or less in skill she would eventually be defeated by anyone with greater skill or anyone with a great amount of strength or endurance.

Respectfulness/Courtesy:  Gwai'ayia's natural respect for everyone as well as her declination to dislike anyone makes her a nice person to meet.  However her endless courtesy can get annoying after awhile and Gwai'ayia will only leave off her courtesy if she has known someone for a very long time.  How does this help her?  You say that people like to meet her, but that is how it effects other people, not Gwai herself....

Honesty: Gwai'ayia values honesty and trustworthiness above all things and tries to prove trustworthy herself.  Yet because she does not want to hurt anyone’s feelings, she will not be perfectly honest or lie to avoid injuring another person.   Although when this occurs, Gwai'ayia is always carefull not strictly lie outright.   Because Gwai'ayia values honesty, she does not give her word lightly nor does she swear unnecessarily.  However, if she gives her word, you can trust Gwai'ayia will do whatever she pledged to do no matter what the cost to herself. And, like above, how does this help her in particular?

Concentration:  When Gwai'ayia is writing, reading, or performing an intense task all her attention is focused on the work, and she often does things she sets her mind to very well indeed.  2-3 sentences per strength/weakness please ;)

Open-minded: Gwai'ayia willingness to listen to others opinions and beliefs make her a very easy person to talk to. Ditto.  Also, how does this help her, rather than the people she is talking to?

Beast Speech: Gwai'ayia was taught by her mother the basics of beastspeech.  Just enough that Gwai'ayia can get the sense of what animal is saying or feeling from its body movements, but not enough to truly understand beastspeech.   She can also roughly communicate to animals using the beast speech, although her conversation is mostly limited to body language rather then the noises beast make to communicate with each other.

Weaknesses

Trust of Others  Gwai'ayia likes to believe the good of everyone, even Orcs and trolls.   While she knows the world is deceitful and cruel, she likes to give everyone the benefit of the doubt.   Gwai'ayia can be easily deceived therefore.  Nevertheless, once she is deceived by someone or by something it is hard to deceive her again using the same trick.

Unwillingness to Express Emotion:  Gwai'ayia tends to do small things for others as a way of showing her feelings towards that person rather then telling them how she feels or by giving them gifts.  Conversely, Gwai'ayia often feels guilty about not liking someone and will try to assuage her guilt by talking to that person often, by giving them gifts, and by going out of her way to do something for them.  Therefore often the people Gwai'ayia likes think she doesn't like them and the people Gwai'ayia dislikes think she likes them a great deal.  Again, this tells us more about why it is bad for other people than how it affects Gwai herself.  Gwai is the only character you will have control over, so she's a lot more interesting!

Concentration:  Gwai'ayia often reads, writes, and performs intricate tasks very well because all her attention is focused on the task.  However her concentration is often leads to the exclusion and inattention to everything and everything around her when she performing such a task.

Desire for nature:   Gwai'ayia's need, her desire for nature, will often strike her at odd times and take her to the oddest places, and there is a great potential for trouble in this.  Her desire for nature, learning, and to experience new things often causes for her to seem restless to others despite the fact that Gwai'ayia is very settled person by nature.   Her desire can usually be assuaged by visiting parks, farmlands, small glades, meadows, or any where non-inhabited close to where she is staying for a time.   However, this is only a temporary solution and if Gwai'ayia was forced to stay in a city for any length of time with nothing to distract her she would soon be driven to perform drastic actions in order to assuage the desire that will slowly begin to drive her mad if not satisfied.

Hate for Cruelty or Unnecessary Violence: Gwai'ayia hates those who destroy the earth without balance and without caution, and hates all those who kill needlessly.  She is also not hesitate in sharing her opinion, quiet loudly in fact, if it is asked.  This could create enemies for Gwai'ayia if she is not careful.  Now that one tells us how it affects her :).

Grudges: Her trust once broken, can never be regain.  Her wrath once inflicted will never fade.  Gwai'ayia does not easily forgive those who are unnecessarily cruel or violent, but at the same time she is willing to forgive lesser offenses and is willing to let people explain their actions, if they can.  And that is bad for her because....

Youth/Inexperience:  This goes without saying as after all Gwai'ayia is only 16 years of age and until about a half a year ago knew nothing of the world outside of the place she grew up in.   It is hoped that she will eventually 'live and learn' as they say.  It would be nice to have a few examples of the problems this can cause her.

Clothing
Could you put this section after Physical Appearance?  It may seem fussy, but that is where someone who is rpging with you will look for it, and they are likely to miss it if it's not where they expect.

Gwai'ayia prefers light clothing and wearing as little as possible even in the coldest of weather.   Gwai'ayia hates the feeling of being constrained by her clothing and never wears anything tight fitting.  Gwai'ayia much prefers to wear light flowing clothes that allow as much range of motion as possible and garments that allow as much air as possible on her skin.   Gwai'ayia can often be seen in traditional female Eyelian garments, sleeveless shirts that fall just above her belly button, short creased skirts that descends to her mid-thigh and never quite reaching her knees.   Gwai'ayia also enjoys wearing knee-length sleeveless dress, as long as the dress is flowy in nature.  Gwai'ayia also hates shoes with a passion and will go barefoot whenever possible.   When she most wear shoes however, Gwai'ayia wears soft skinned sandals with straps that wrap around her legs to her upper calves in the summer and soft thin soled soft fur lined boots in colder weather.   In the winter, Gwai'ayia will wear longer clothes but even her long sleeved or long skirted versions of her other garments tend be thinner and looser then they should be.   In the winter Gwai'ayia will wear calf length dress with bell sleeves that bell out from her shoulders so they flow loosely about her arms rather then wrapping them in warmth.   Because of her habit of wearing as light of garment as she can feasibly get away with, Gwai'ayia rarely wears a cloak but she does own one.   Weather-protected leather stained green forms a hooded cloak that protects Gwai'ayia from the worst of weather.    Like shoes however, Gwai'ayia will not wear a cloak unless absolutely forced too.

Gwai'ayia clothes tend to be cream, white, tan, dusty light brown, or green in color.

Jewelry

Hoop Earrings :  Gwai'ayia's ears were pierced with hoops at an early age as a way for her confused parents to tell her and her twin apart.  Gwai'ayia has worn hoop earrings ever since.  Gwai'ayia now owns four pair of hoops as a result of gifts from friends and family.  The pair Gwai'ayia wears the most a pair of gold hoops about 2 nailsbreadths around, simple in style and without any design to them.  The second pair are silver and are also 2 nailsbreadths around, and were given to her by her grandfather in honor of her 13th birthday.  The third pair are also gold but are only 1 nailsbreadths around and were given to her by her elder brother.  The fourth pair are elegantly designed combining both the feathers of a hoop and a stud earring.  The stud part that rests at the base of the hoop on either side is made out of gold and the hoops which are about 3 nailsbreadth around are made out of silver.  This set was given to her by her sister, and Gwai'ayia wears them on special occasions.

Weapons

Knife/Small Dagger: Although not trained in weaponry Gwai'ayia finds it useful to carry around a small dagger for general purposes.  After all, one never knows when a knife will come in handy.  The dagger is simple in design and small, as the blade itself barely longer then a palmspan.  The dagger is about a palmspan and half in length.  The blade itself is a few nailsbreadth over a palmspan, 2 nailsbreadths in width, double edged, and kept constantly sharp.    The blade is made of steel but the hilt is made out of iron and covered with strips of leather to provide a better grip.

Belongings

Clothes, and Cloak: Light in nature, dangerously loose, and precariously short.  See Clothing Section for description

Hoop Earrings (4 sets):  See Jewelry section for details

Knife/Small Dagger: See weapons section

Belt: Simple Braided leather belt on which Gwai'ayia will hang her money pouch, a large pouch, and a small item bag for easy access whenever she is traveling with her uncle.

Money Pouch: Small oblong simple pouch that is almost a rectangle made out of tanned leather, about a palmspan in size.  Generally contains no more then a handful of sans, thus why Gwai'ayia doesn't see the need of keeping it safer elsewhere

Large Pouch:  Made out of a rabbits pelt and lined with leather, about 3 palmspans large.   A small hoop and a simple leather strap means that the pouch can be hung from Gwai'ayia's belt or neck.  The pouch contains Ksapi'in's water and food bowls as well as a mixture of meat scraps, vegetables, and grains that make up the house cats diet.

Food and Water Bowls:  Two shallow fire-hardened wooded bowls about three nailsbreadths deep and about 2 palmspans around.   The bowls are used to feed Ksapi'in when Gwai'ayia is traveling.

Small bag:  Small round bag about 2 palmspans around made out of leather and with a small leather hoop and two leather straps so the bag can be hung from Gwai'ayia's belt or carried on her back.  The bag contains any number of things that Gwai'ayia thinks may prove useful and other bits that have caught her fancy during her travels.  The bag generally contains the following:  a few colorful feathers, buttons, beads, wooded toggles, a length of string, a length of twine, a rope (if there is room), a shell or two, pretty rocks, bits of interesting plants, a piece of leather or paper, and a piece of chalk.

 
Familiars

Ksapi'in, hjorin colored housecat: Ksapi'in is Gwai'ayia's bo'en, and they are as inseparable as Gwai'ayia and her twin once were.  Ksapi'in is a hojirn colored house cat with a tawny coat, a cream belly, and distinctive dark brown hjorin like spots.  Ksapi'in is two years old and arrived in the form of a cats litter being found under their house where Gwai'ayia grew up.   The rest of the kittens had been dispersed by Gwai'ayia soon formed a clear bond with each other from the start and it was long until Gwai'ayia had bounded with the cat as her bo'en.  Do you mean "wasn't long" and "until Gawi'ayia had bonded"? Ksapi'in is a little over a palmspan tall and her body is a little over 4 palmspans in length. Just over a palmspan is very small.  I just went to measure my 12 week old kittens, and only the tiny runty one is that small (bless her). Her brother is nearer one and a half.  Two to two and a half palmspans tall would be more normal for a full grown cat. Her long elegant tail is almost equal in life.

Ksapi'in is a very lovable cat that is to those who know her.   More an acute judge of character then her owner, Ksapi'in does not take easily to anyone she doesn't know.  She will never let any stranger touch her, and isn't afraid to use her claws to make it perfectly clear that she does not wish to be bothered.   Even among Gwai'ayia's family, Ksapi'in will only tolerate their touch for as long as she wishes them to get an itch for her or to feed her, but she will bite if they do not leave her alone after her body language has made it to be perfectly clear that she does not wish to be touched.  With Gwai'ayia, Ksapi'in is a completely different cat.  Ksapi'in is extremely loving of Gwai'ayia and always wants her mistress to touch her, to pet her, and to pay attention to her whenever Gwai'ayia is anywhere near her.   Ksapi'in always keeps in constant proximity with Gwai'ayia, physically touching her if at all possible.  Ksapi'in's favorite activities include following Gwai'ayia, being petted within an inch of her life, sun bathing, and sleeping.  Since Ksapi'in does not easily take to others, Gwai'ayia is always impressed by the few Ksapi'in does take too.

Kyne'a, shingar, spirit guide:  Unseen by anyone other then Gwai'ayia, Kyne'a's presence is nevertheless felt in Gwai'ayia's life.  Kyne'a is a typical male shingar, even if he is only a spiritual guide in the form of one.  Kyne'a guides, protects, counsels, advises, helps, and warns Gwai'ayia.   She will often talk to him in her mind, but often she will forget herself and talk to him out loud if she can feel his presence.  Gwai'ayia does not always physically see Kyne'a but she always feel his presence like a guard at her back from whom she can take comfort from because she is protected, even if she cannot see who is protecting her.

Should either of these be a strength?  I think they both help/advise her in her daily life, and so would like to see them there. 

Ok, a lovely detailed CD so far Gwai.  I'll be back soon to check through the history too, but I think I've given you plenty of other things to think about for the time being.  I do have a question as well - if Gwai only travels with her Uncle and Aunt, what do you plan on doing with them once you join a story?


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« Reply #11 on: September 12, 2008, 01:58:41 AM »

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I do have a question as well - if Gwai only travels with her Uncle and Aunt, what do you plan on doing with them once you join a story?

Good question!   I have thought of what I think is a brilliant answer, however.  I intended on 'traveling' with my aunt or uncle as npc's in my first post in anywhere, mostly when making a mention of how I got to that place, but then having my 'unlce and aunt' disappear on 'buisness in the city' once I have arrived and before I interact with other characters.  That way I'm still 'with my uncle' wherever I am and I can 'leave with my uncle' when necessary but it won't interfere with my interactions with other characters or Gwai'ayia doing something without her uncle's promision.  I realize that it will limit me to what kind of rpg's I can particpate in until Gwai'ayia 'grows up' but I want it that way on purpose.

Also a note on "The Botton End of Her Nose" in my descripition.   I know y'all want me to change it to the "Bottom of her nose" but I purposfully phased it as "Botton".   Haven't you ever heard the descripition of a "Botton Nose"?   Generallly it refers to a nose that has a very rounded or curved end of the nose, making them look like they have a 'botton' attached to their nose.
*smiles* I always liked the saying, and since Gwai'ayia does have what I would call a 'botton nose' I wanted to use the saying to describe the said nose.

I hope this isn't a problem.

I'll get to work on the corrections you left me, Rookie.  Oh, and I'm not exactly 'new', just a 'new face' to an 'old' one, I guess you can say.  But I'm not saying which....
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« Reply #12 on: September 12, 2008, 04:48:46 AM »

Just a question, but don't you mean 'button nose'? At least, I for one don't know what a 'botton' is... ;)
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« Reply #13 on: September 13, 2008, 02:22:31 AM »

*grumbles* I knew what I meant...and I meant what I said.   *Giggles*
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« Reply #14 on: September 15, 2008, 06:20:27 PM »

I think I would also say "button nose" ;)

I also think that's a good idea for what to do with your Uncle and Aunt, I was wondering if you needed to put them in your familiar section, but I don't think so if you're going to be away from them for most of the actual rping.

Sooooo, on with the comments!


History

Di'iano Quillouf was raised in a large town in the Sanguia province not to many weeks distance from New Santhala.  His father had traveled to that place to take advantages a large town could provide and quickly settled in a part of town where mostly Eyelians resided.   There Di'iano's father quickly set up shop as a scholar and a translator for Eyelians who did not speak Tharian.   Di'iano eagerly followed in his fathers’ path and far exceeded him in skill, quickly picking up Tharian with the skill of a native speaker, and adding some Styrash to his skill as well.   He would be a young man of fifteen, just beginning to set up a business of a scribe for himself when he would meet his wife.   Banwani’in Yourth, converse to the modern raising of her future husband was born and raised in a traditional Eyelian village in a forest far way enough to be wild, but not to far for trade from the place Di'iano was raised.   She had all the benefits of traditional training, and he all the modern advantages of city life.  Secretly, both longed for the life of the other although they would have never spoken this desire out loud.  When Banwani'in was sixteen she traveled on a journey to town to fetch some things the tribe needed, proud to have been trusted in such a task, Banwani'in knew there would be one problem.  She spoke very little Tharian, but as the elders advised her to contact a certain scribe named Quillouf she suspected there would be no problem.   Locating the Eyelian section of town, Bawani'in located the sign of the Quillouf family (The talon of an eagle grabbing a quill) and went in to see if she get some help.  Much to her surprise she didn't meet an older man as she expected, but a young youth about a year younger then she.   Di'ano readily agreed to be her translator, little expecting the danger to his heart.  For the next three days, the pair worked closely together and soon found themselves falling for each other.    The next month would find Di'ano and Bawani'in visiting each other every moment they could.  Soon they were deeply in love.  When their match was approved by both sets of parents, the pair married and moved to a small village in between both their birthplaces.  Upon their marriage and their removal to a small village that was at once close to the woods but also close to town, they both soon had everything they could desire.

Two years later their first son would be born, and Di'ano would announce the spirits named him Jhe’yan.

Three years after Jhe'yan was born, Bawani'in found herself once again in labor and Di'ano found himself in small room that had been converted by local Eyelians into a lodge of purification.  As his wife wreathed and struggle in her labor, Di'ano sat in the lodge sweat beading on his forehead as he waited for the spirits to tell him his new child's name.  It seemed to him that he had sat there for hours and that in the distance he could hear the cries of his wife.  He longed to be at her side.  Suddenly the spirits spoke to him with a voice that sound like the growling of a bear, the cry of a wolf, and the lone hunting cry of an eagle soaring high.

Can you make this a little more vague - you character or someone in the history can think they hear the spirits, but stating "the spirits spoke to him" is stating that they definatly can contact him.  Even just changing it to "he heard the voices of the spirits" or something like that would be fine with me, because then you would know this was from his viewpoint, not a narrator's.

Di'ano heard, "Behold we have given you a Gwai.  First she shall be 'ayia to you, and then later shall be 'ani to you."

Puzzled by what the spirits could mean, Di'ano exited the sweat room and stumbled towards his nearby house.   When he arrived, Di'ano was greeted with exciting news.  As he looked in on his wife he saw that not one but two babes had been born into his household.   Bawani'in cried, "Twins, my strong one, behold what your sowing has given to us."

'So this is what the spirits meant,' Di'ano thought.

"Girls," Di'ano said without evening looking at the babes.  "Which one was first?"

"This one, we tied a leather thong on her right wrist so we could remember.  She was born two minutes before the other.   And look, they are the same to each other like a mirror reflecting its subject." Bawani'in said tired but happy after her long labor.

Laying his right hand on the one with the leather strap and then his left on the other, Di'ano gave them the names the spirits had given him, "Gwai'ayia, Gwai'ani."  The twins would be the last children Di'ano and Bawani'in would have.

To their parents, Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani were like a bowl dropped onto the floor unmendable from its breaking.   Bowls often shatter in their breaking, leaving one half distinctly different the other, with the remnants that once connected the halves scattered like so many fragments.  The two halves are from the same bowl, therefore they are of one thing in a sense, but upon breaking the bowl cannot be construed as whole any longer and each half must considered as separate thing entirely despite the twos common source.

Although completely identical in looks, movements, and even similar in voice, the twins were completely different personality wise.   Gwai'ayia the elder of the two tended to be all extremes with nothing in the middle, a quiet child and a noisy one, a studious child and a silly one, lovable but unwilling to speak to those she loved.  Gwai'ani on the other hand was all moderation, she did everything she did with perfect place, she was quiet when she needed to be, talkative and friendly to all she knew, studious without being too serious, laughing and silly while be surprisingly mature for her age.

Despite these differences, the twins were inseparable from the start.  They very much needed each other.  Gwai'ayia needed her sister to dull her extremes, and Gwai'ani need Gwai'ayia to give her a measure of passion to her moderation.

After so long in the womb together, it was very hard for the pair to ever fall asleep without physically touching each other.  When they did not sleep together as babes, each would cry and fuss until they could at least touch the others hands while asleep.  After awhile, their parents just put them in the same crib together rather then having two very cranky cubs on their hands.   Later in life when their parents tried to break the twins of this habit, Bawani'in and Di'ano were in for somewhat of a shock.   Despite being able to fall asleep in different beds, once the girls were fast asleep they would unknowingly sleep walking each unaware that they were seeking the other.    Once they found the comforting touch of the other they would collapse wherever they were and fall fast asleep till the morning, cradling each other as they had to the womb.   Unconsciously, both Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani still felt the break that had occurred between them in their mother’s womb and each unconsciously sought to repair the bond if but roughly by being in close proximity of the other, especially when sleeping.  Shrugging, their parents simply placed the twins’ mats next to each other seeing no harm done.   Little did they know of the strange trouble that would arise from this habit later in life.

Growing up with parents that had the best of both the traditional and modern Eyelian ways, in a village that still had some resemblances of tradition, and a place not to far away from wild woodlands; the children of Di'ano and Bawani'in received the best of educations a mixture of both old and new that left them perfectly capable of balancing in between the two.

Following tradition in the seeking of the spirit at least, the family traveled to Bawani'in's father’s village when they both came of the age and became women, or when they were thirteen.   There, the pair like their brother before them both participated in the seeking of the spirit ceremony.  They fasted five days before departing in the wilderness with only a knife to defend them to seek their spirit guides.  While the twins fasted, they sat together, eyes closed but knees touching and hands clasping the others.   When the time came to enter the woods nearby, they knew they would have to part.  Still they walked to the edge of the wood together and there stood at the edge of it waiting for their eyes to adjust to the light of the forest.

"We must part," Gwai'ani said reluctantly.

"I know.   It must be.  Seek well sister."  Gwai'ayia sighed.

Together as one they let go of the others hands and without saying goodbye each went a different way into the wood.   They would not see each other again for two weeks.

When Gwai'ayia entered the forest, she immediately sensed something other here.  This was a wild place, an old place, it had seen many children seeking spirits, many elders walking under its branches, and many warriors stalking its creatures for food.   As she walked deeper into the wood, she could feel the forest looking at her, measuring her, and it seemed to ask her if she was worthy to follow this path.  Even before she was aware, Gwai'ayia spoke out loud in answer to the unspoken question.  "No, I'm not.  But I most try, and if I die for my pride then that is my lot.   May the spirits judge me."

Startled to hear her own voice, Gwai'ayia stopped suddenly and looked back.  It had seemed to her that she had only entered the forest a few minutes ago and only a few moments hence had parted from her sister.   She had thought she had only gone a little ways, but looking back she saw it was not so.   She was in the middle of the forest, very near its center, and near its heart.   Casting back in her mind as she stood for a moment in shock, Gwai'ayia suddenly remembered moving unawares, without any caution, numbed by the separation of the bond with her twin that she had felt so suddenly,  for days throughout the woods.  She remember now seeing sunsets, sunrises, stopping by streams without looking around for predators that could so easily kill her, she remembered seeing birds in trees, and remember with a shudder having knelt to down to drink next to a wolf pack without even seeing them.  She remembered, with a tired sigh, that she had been walking five days without food and without rest.

Something had protected her it seemed, and supported her beyond her own natural endurance.  But for how long would this protection last, Gwai'ayia looked around suddenly very afraid and very much alone.   She could feel her sister in the distance, their bond humming like a beacon to her now heightened senses.  She longed to go to her, to flee to the safety of that oneness, that feeling of being whole that she only got whenever she was close to her sister.   For the first time in days, exhaustion shook her body, hunger wracked her stomach, and Gwai'ayia feel to her knees weakened not by a lack of strength but the sudden remembering of how very much alone she was.

It was then the snake came to her.   It was poisonous, Gwai'ayia could tell yet even as she watch the snakes sinuous movements toward her, her dagger feel from useless fingers and Gwai'ayia found herself held captive by those eyes.   The serpents eyes were old, old beyond measure, wise oh so very wise, but more importantly cruel and without mercy.   The snake swung side to side in front of her, its whole body poised to strike at a moments notice.   But instead of striking her, it spoke instead.   Not out loud of course, but in her head its voice echoing in her skull.

"Poor, Poor Gway'ayiaayiaayiaayia, sssssssssssoooo very very aloooone,  ssssssssssso very weak.  It would be easssssssy for us to take her, oh yessssssssss, oh yesssss.  But we won't, we won't.  For wisssssssh to be her friend, her friend.  Will you be my friend, Gwai'ayiaayiaayia?"

Gwai'ayia opened her mouth to utter a terrified scream, but all that came out was a choked croak.

The snake smiled, if it was possible for a snake to smile, showing it’s two deadly teeth and its pale pink maw.  "SSSSShe doesssssn't trusssstss usssss, why what have we done to her?  We only wissssh to help, to help.   Alone, ssssssoooo very, very alone,  sssssssooo very, very hungry.  We could kill, kill, kill you, but we won't, we won't.  We wisssssh to help, to help."

Gwai'ayia finally found her voice, knowing that if she didn't answer now, her life was forfeit.  "How can you help me oh poisonous one?"

"We could make you whole, whole, whole.  We know you long for it," the snake replied circling around her as Gwai'ayia turned her body oh so slowly to continue facing it at all times, "How many nightssss, nightsss, hassss it been sssssince you sssslept, ssssince you slept.   SSSSooo many, sssssso unnecessary.   You cannot sssssleep without her, your equal your half.   You are protectionlesssss, you have no protectionsssss.  Only with her are you sssssafe against the night, ssssafe from the division that threatensssss to tear your ssssssssoul,  sssssafe from the madnesss that will consssssume you, consume you if you are not with her.  The horrorssssss of the night stalk you, stalk you, when you are not with her, and they sssshallll always seek to dessstroy you.  And they will, they will, they are sssssooo very, very close.  The wild pack hunts."

As if to confirm his words a wolf howled in the distance.

"The wolves are my ancestors, and have long been my people’s protectors.  I will accept whatever their judgment is."

The snake laughed, spitting at her face, "Foolish child, child, child, those are not wolves.   That is the hound darkness’s.  They haunt this woodsss, these treess, these trees seeking the weak, and the unwary.   They long for ssssoulssss.  They will take your ssssoul, if they can, if they can.  It shall be easy for them.  They cannot take whole souls, whole souls are hard and stubborn to kill.  Without your other half, you are only half a soul, and ssssooo very, very weak."  The snake laughed again as the howl sounded again, this time closer.

"I can protect you, protect you.   If only you will agree, agree, to my bargain."

"What do you want snake?" Gwai'ayia growled suspiciously, suddenly feel a vigor return to her limbs, the terror leave her heart as she realized that this snake was up to no good.   Silently, and slowly so as not alert the snake her fingers curled once again on the handle of her dagger.

"Nothing from you my friend, my friend.  The only way to protect yourself is to become whole."

"I cannot, my sister is too far away."

The snake smiled again suddenly stopping his swaying and circling to glare greedily into her eyes.  "I know thisssss, thisss.   When your sissssster diessss, you willl become whole, if her ssssssoul is not stolen by the pack.  I can kill, kill, kill, her for you.  You will become whole, and be protected.  Then I ssssshalll become your ssssspirit guide, and become strong again.  That is my only payment, payment, that I asssssk from you in return for this good deal.   Quickly now, you musssst decide, my brother, brother, brother makes the sssssame offer to your ssssisssster as we sssspeak.  You mussst accept, accept, before she doesssss."  Eeek!  Nice story  Shocked

Red haze covered Gwai'ayia's eyes and suddenly Gwai'ayia hated the snake.   Angry and determined, Gwai'ayia raised her dagger to cut of the snakes head crying, "No!!!" as she did so.

Gwai'ayia sighed in grateful relief as her blow was successful and the snakes head was now separate from its body.  She had killed the snake, or so she thought.

Suddenly Gwai'ayia watched horror filled as the snake’s body began to tremor and shimmer as the body slowly began to grow another head as the former head started to disappear before her eyes.

"Fool" said the snake angrily its body poised for a strike, "You cannot kill a spirit! But I can kill you!"  As to prove its point, the snake struck a mouse that had the unfortunate choice of looking out of its hole at that moment.   Gwai'ayia watched, frozen to the spot, as the snake’s venom to control of the mouse and as the snake slowly ate its victim.  "Don't try to resist it my pet, I have bound you to the spot, struggle is pointless, and trying to me."

Gwai'ayia tried to move from where she knelt in a panic, only to realize the snake spoke true.

Smiling the snake poised itself to strike once more, "Now you die for your insolence, insolence!"

Gwai'ayia watched the coming fatal bite with horror unable to close her eyes against inevitable.   Suddenly there was a growl behind her, and a giant claw struck the snake severing the head completely.  Gwai'ayia released from the snakes spell collapsed to the ground utterly worn from her inner struggle against the snake as her laughter wracked of relief rumbled in her belly and tears spilled down her cheek.   It could have been her imagination, but Gwai'ayia could have sworn she heard the low purr of a cat behind her back.  Unexplainably, Gwai'ayia felt warmer, stronger, and more protected then she had moments before.  Until that is, a wolf's howl sounded, this time much closer.  Bolting upright, Gwai'ayia clutched her dagger desperately as a low rumble of a purr sounded behind her.

Looking up, Gwai'ayia watched as a wolf pack began to surround her.  The snake had spoken false, it was a wolf pack, but the snakes lies didn't surprise her know.

"Peace child," said a great white and grey wolf clearly the packs leader.  "We came when we felt the wicked ones presence.   We mean you no harm."

"Nor I," came the rumbling growl of a bear behind her to the left. "But I came for honey not snake."

Gwai'ayia looked with mild surprise at the bear as it promptly sat down nearby, but not close to her.  Taking the honeycomb the bear offered her gratefully, Gwai'ayia tried to tell it thank you but found that her voice had once again left her, this time in shock.

The bear waved a giant paw at her, as it said with a very sticky voice, "Don't try to speak child, you don't have the strength.  I'm surprised you’re even awake after that encounter.  Eat and grow strong child."

Lowering her eyes, Gwai'ayia wordlessly obeyed.  From above, the voice of an eagle cried.  Beyond being surprised at this point, Gwai'ayia wasn't even startled as a great eagle settled onto a branch just above the dead snake.  The snake was dead, there was no doubt about that, the body was slowly beginning to fade into a mist leaving nothing behind except the stench of death.

The eagle cried to the wolves, "Another evil spirit has been vanquished, thanks to him that killed it.  Who has done this deed?"

The wolves answered, "The protector of the child did what she could not, brother."

Behind her a voice rumbled like a purr, "The child of Yourth is strong by the grace of the great eagle.  She struck it first, and she refused it, she is stronger then even she knows."

The eagle laughed puffing up its chest clearly amused, "I gave not this child strength.  I gave this child wisdom beyond years, a simplicity of understanding than can solve the impossible by its childness <-- innocence/naivety?, and a depth of knowledge that will surprise those blessed to see it.   To temper this I made her foolish with a simple lack of understanding that is wisdom in its own way.  It is strange that the heart of a scholar should be protected by the spirit of a warrior."

"I have chosen.   None can change my choice." The voice growled as if to protect its choice.

"Very well then, let it be so.  I have given the child gifts; she needs no more from me if protected by you."  The eagle screamed and was gone.

The bear was next to leave saying nothing but smiling as it shambled off in search of a cozy place to nap.

The wolves stayed for a moment regarding Gwai'ayia with golden eyes.  "You are too weak to deserve us as your spirit guide, to frail even for the spirit you have been given, it is an uneven match.  You would have better to let the owl choose her, brother," the alpha said addressing both Gwai'ayia and the sure solid presence she felt behind her.  "Yet, even we would have protected you, if only for your brother's sake.  He is a true warrior, although his time has not come as yet. And you did surprise us by protecting yourself and your twin by striking the snake.   We will not leave without giving a small gift.  If you ever need us, you can call us.   We will come, not at once, but we will come as surely as the tide turns.  But we will not always come, so use this gift only at need.  We will answer your call but twice."

So saying the leader of the pack howled to his mates, and they ran away a ripple of silver and gold.

Slowly Gwai'ayia turned to see who had saved her life.  On the ground, stretched out but in a way that announced the readiness to pounce was a shingar, the first Gwai'ayia had ever seen but despite this she knew what it was.  As she turned, the shingar seemed to smile and proceeded to roll on its belly like a kitten begging to be scratched.  Cautiously, oh so cautiously, Gwai'ayia obliged.   As her fingers melted in the silky warm fluffiness of the shingar's fur, she felt her eyes drawn to his and she felt something unbreakable bound in between them with that touch, that look, as lasting as the sky and as unbreakable as the sun.

She knew this creature was her spirit guide to protect her, to guide her, to counsel her, and to rebuke her if she needed it.  She didn't question that, but still she couldn't help the question that she did ask.  "Why me, shingar?  Why me?"

The Shingar just purred lustily as it rolled away to place its back under her hands and its head on top of hears.   Its voice rumbled in her head as the shingar gave her a single comforting kiss with its rough tongue, "Don't question a spirit child, it is not wise.  My reasons are my own, not the least of which is that you need me and that like I said before, you are stronger then you think."

"What's your name then?" Gwai'ayia asked instead rubbing the cat behind its ears.

"Name, my name is my own; I do not give it to anyone.  Not even you." The shingar said loftily as it began to walk towards the edge of the clearing they were in.

"I will call you Kyne'a." Gwai'ayia said as she adjusted her stride to that of her spirit guide.

"That is as a good a name as any, I suppose.  Kyne'a." The cat mused, a low rumble sounding in the back of its throat not unlike a purr, "I cannot say I do not like it.  Come now, it is time you left this place, your parents will worry soon."

So the relationship of Gwai'ayia and Kyne'a begun, one a childish scholar the other the spirit of a warrior in the shape of a great cat.

When Gwai'ayia finally returned to the village, she had been two weeks in the forest.  This time she was preceded by her younger sister who had exited the forest two days before Gwai'ayia.   Gwai'ayia told the religious leaders what happened to her in the forest, and the leaders nodded their heads sagely and told her to be content in her protector.

The next week when the family returned home they would find a litter of kittens under their doorstep and a baby merridan hawk in their attack.  The kitten would become Gwai'ayia's be'on, the hawk Gwai'ani's bo'en.

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Two years later about a month after the twins 15th birthday, Gwai'ani started to receive the attentions of a village boy.   Soon afterwards the pair would fall deeply in love, and their plea to be married was granted gladly by both respective families.

Gwai'ayia was also very happy for sister, although secretly a little bit jealous.  Gwai'ayia liked several young men in their town, and she knew that at least a few had or did like her too.   However each time she and a man would get close to thinking about creating a permanent bound, Gwai'ayia would see Kyne'a standing behind the boy shaking his head that no she wasn't to marry yet, and defiantly not to this boyman.   Gwai'ayia sometimes wondered if she would ever be allowed to marry, but all Kyne'a would say to her questions was that "You will not find true love until you grow much.  Be patient, child, much awaits you still that you can hardly guess."

So Gwai'ayia threw herself into helping her twin getting ready for upcoming marriage.  Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani knew that Gwai'ania's marriage marked the end of their closeness and that this marriage would separate them even more surely then their birth had done.  To help ease apart, the pair spent a lot of the day together but spent the night in separate locked bedrooms to discourage them from sleeping together.  They knew that such a practice of separation was necessary, but they didn't sleep well those nights and each morning they awoke laying next to the wall that separated them with bruises and marks on their hands were they had both tried to open the doors at night.

Gwai'ani's marriage was a joyous celebration for both the twins, and all the families.   Gwai'ayia truly wished her other half all the best for the future and each of the girls gave each other parting presents.

On the night of Gwai'ani's marriage, Gwai'ayia's parents forgot to lock her door thinking that now that her twin was several houses away such a precaution was not necessary.

The precaution was very much necessary, and the lack of a locked door provided much mischief that night.

In the middle of the night, Gwai'ayia hardly knowing what she did began to walk in her sleep.  Kyne'a knowing what Gwai'ayia sought unconsciously tried to stop her, but his attempts were useless it was as hopeless to keep the twins apart as it was to keep him and Gwai'ayia apart.  It was impossible.

Gwai'ani's husband the poor man woke up the next morning to find himself sharing the bed with two women, one not his wife.  Gwai'ania rather then hugging her husband had her arms wrapped around the sleeping form of her twin, both their mouths reflecting the pure contentment of each others embrace. Hahahhaha

Few can be angry at the man for complaining, but his insisting that Gwai'ayia be removed from the village and sent far, far away was a bitter pill to swallow indeed. Awwwww

Kyne'a and Gwai'ani's spirit Ky'ea'e a wood owl knew that even this precaution would not help unless they themselves did something.  They knew that unless the twins were healed in a way that only spirits could heal that not even miles of land would keep the twins from trying to find each other in their sleep.

Privately, Di'ano contacted his brother in New Santhala Di'in and his wife.  It was agreed that Gwai'ayia would leave to stay with her uncle and aunt there as soon as possible.  In the meantime, Gwai'ayia and Gwai'ani's room in her new house were locked to prevent the event from happening again.

On the day that Gwai'ayia was to leave on her uncle's wagon, Kyne'a and Ky'ea'e managed to get the twins alone together in a nearby wood.  As each twin hugged each other tearfully, neither was surprised to find their own spiritual guide sitting next to them.

They were however, very much surprised that they could see each others spirit guide.

Sitting on his hunches next to Gwai'ayia Kyne'a growled long and low, "It is wrong to separate one spirit, one soul so."

The wood owl Kye'ea'e nuzzled his beak into Gwai'ani's hair as he spoke, "But we cannot undo what the gods have done."

Looking at the wood owl with intense yellow eyes, Kyne'a spoke in soft purr, "But we can heal you."

"We cannot make you physically one again as each of you unknowingly longs, but we can make it so that you won't seek each other, trying but roughly to heal the rift that has been set eternally between you."  Here Ky'ea'e blinked pausing for a moment to let what he had said sink in, "We can break the bond that holds you too, we can make it so that each one of you will be complete on their own, a whole soul without the need of the other.   It would be best, because if you stay as you are, you will seek each other at night when you are unaware.  You will go mad with the desire to be with each other when you are separated over any long distance, and will eventually starting traveling the quickest possible way towards your other half no matter the damage it causes to yourself."

Pausing once more, Ky'ea'e regarded his own mistress and her twin with wise eyes.  "We will have to break the bond between you to do so, but I for one think it is the wisest course.  Will you have us do it?"

As one the twins looked at each other, and as one they shook their heads no.  In unison they said, "No, despite the danger, no."  Hugging each other tight as they said so as if the spirits would have to pry them apart to force such a drastic separation between them.

The shingar Kyne'a purred loudly rubbing his cheeks against his mistress and her twin as if he approved their answer, "We thought so."  Then settling back on his hunches, he regarded the owl with a knowing look.  "There is another way."

Hooting indigently Ky'ea'e explained.  "It is dangerous, and truth be told we are not even sure it will work.  But if does succeed, it will create such a strong bound between you that you will no longer need to be physically near the other.   We think we could create a spiritual bond between you two that would remain strong and allow feeling the presence of your other half no matter the distance between you.   Would you have us try?"

Slowly, without looking at each other, the twins nodded together.

"Very well then," Kyne'a said striding a little away from the twins as the owl flew off to circle around the shingar.  "We will try."

Slowly the shingar and the owl began to dance together, circling each other as if each was stalking the other, as if the owl hunted the cat, or the cat hunted the owl.  Faster, and faster they went, claws flashing, talons slashing, neither doing any damage to the other until they were a liquid dance of motion two opposite beings in complete harmony with the other.  Suddenly there was a flash, and it seemed as if the two were one.  In that flash each was the other, the owl in the shingar, the shingar in the owl.  Then as suddenly as it came, the flash was gone leaving each separate once more, tired but otherwise unharmed after whatever ordeal had taken place.

Flying and stalking back to their respective mistresses, Kyne'a said somewhat smugly to the owl, "I told you it would work."

Ruffling her chest feathers Ky'ea'e responded, "Well, it has never been tried before."

"All things before they are tried the first time have not been tried before," Kyne'a said purring as he regard his mistress and her twin.

The twins were laughing, hugging, and dancing together.  Each wordlessly celebrating a ( erm, don't ask me why it's not "an"...but a sounds right...:P) oneness they had never felt before.   They knew that the separation would be hard for them both, but they both knew that it would no longer be impossible to bear.

When Gwai'ayia finally clambered into her uncle's wagon in between him and her aunt, the only family and most of the village gathered to tell her goodbye.  Despite it being a tearful event, both parties knew that Gwai'ayia was bound to a place where she can learn more then her home town could have ever taught her.

From her uncle, Di'in, Gwai'ayia learned the routine of the household.  The high summer months were spent traveling to different cities so that Di'in could personally oversee the purchase of his merchandise.  Most of the rest of the year would be spent near or in their house within New Santhala so that Di'in could sell the merchandise he had purchased during the summer.  Gwai'ayia was learned that she was to be apprenticed to her uncle's personal scribe, and that she was expected to do whatever the scribe asked.

It has been six months since Gwai'ayia has joined her uncle in New Santhala and so far everything suits her fine.  Her studies under her uncle's scribe suit her extremely well, and although she misses home more often then she likes, she is content.

As for the future, who can tell what tomorrow holds?  History can only be recorded in the past tense, and the rest as Gwai'ayia observes most be taken a single moment at a time.

A really great history, Gwai, I love the story-style.  Your description of the seeking of the spirit it particularly fine, it almost makes me want to go and make my own Eyelian.  Really well done!

Rookie xxx
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