Description
Rilyn is of a small build, bordering a look of near frailty and definitely what one could deem as short, standing at a full height of 5'4". Silky strands of vibrant red fall in thick tendrils to just beneath her shoulder blades, framing a heavily freckled face that's centered by a rather petite button nose. High cheekbones settle beneath a fray of thick lashes, accenting irises of a startling blue. Her lips are what one would deem 'full', marred only by a continual scattering of freckles across both her top and bottom lips.
Rilyn is clothed in a rather plain dress of cream material that's tied off around the middle by a white corded knot and falls just under her knees. The sleeves of her dress puff in a princess cut, bunching to an end just beneath her shoulders where a knot sits, depicting her as a candidate. Beneath this extends a long material of white, tapering out at her wrists and covering her hands up to the knuckles so that only her fingers peek out from underneath. Her feet are wrapped up nice and snug in a new pair of dark brown boots that cling snugly to the middle of her calves.
History
Born the only child to a loving couple in a small High Reaches cothold, Rilyn was treated with the utmost care and attention while she was growing up. Trying to do the best with what they could, Ritori and Koralyn did their best to instill a spirit of joy into their hardworking daughter, teaching her from a young age to pursue the things she loved without much mind to how skilled she was in any craft. It was when she first picked up the craft of weaving that she knew she'd found the thing she wanted to do most, and so, with the help of her parents (and a whole lot of luck), she took up an apprenticeship in High Reaches Hold.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|
| Koralyn | Mother | Small High Reaches Cothold | Cotholder |
| Ritori | Father | Small High Reaches Cothold | Cotholder |
Firelizards
Lirimaer
Sickly yellow greens form the base for this green firelizard, the color irregularly applied to a build that can be generously described as skeletal. Blotches of chartreuse struggle against gray-green and oily olive tones to give her a distressingly mottled appearance. Perpetually appearing emaciated, the darkened green around her deeply-set eyes just further enforces the seeming of one who can never get enough to eat. Her muzzle is narrow and beaklike, matching the snapping, whiplike length of her tail. Her sheer, peridot 'sailed wings are far, far too long for her startlingly angular body — narrow and bladelike to cut through the air with preternatural ease. But, it's her talons that are the most treacherous, for they are too long and too inquisitive to be kept to herself.
Lirimaer is 0 Turns, 0 months, and 17 days old and is 8 centimeters in length with a wingspan of 18 cm.
