Full Character Name: Aelwyd Ysdale
Furcadia Name: Aelwyd Ysdale
Desired Role: Cordelia’s sister and bard
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Height: 5’7”
Build: Curvy
Eye Color: Emerald
Hair Color: Dark brunette
Preferred affiliation: Drysllthen

Description: Mischievous mind with an innocent demeanor, she carried herself with grace and décor; no one could guess how truly scandalous she was. She dealt with being attired in various clothing and dress, keeping to kirtles of fine fabric and simple colors with a hint of lace and other finery. Her dark brown hair and emerald eyes complimented her curvaceous build. Her hair often up done in braids and curls, emphasizing her eyes and high cheek bones; the picture of nobility.

Character Background: From the time she was born she had felt the strain of the civil war that held her home country and all of Nharati and yet she kept focused on her studies and her love of music throughout her younger years. When her father and brother were killed around her twelfth year she was a musical prodigy and adept in mathematics and literature, often spending her free time in the library or practicing her instruments.

More time went by and the distant cousin now supporting them wanted Cordelia’s favor, but when she married elsewhere he went for the second best, her younger sister. Now a young woman of thirteen she did not wish for marriage nor any male companionship, doing whatever she could to avoid her cousin. Often she snuck out of the estate when her cousin came by or to hide among the sympathetic servants. Still yet she pursued her love for music, often being asked to play during the dinner meal. When others came to visit she would play for them as well and was encouraged to become a bard.

A bard she decided to be, taking the advice she had long been given; Even though mother advised strongly against it, but in time Aelwyd convinced her mother that music was her passion and she finally relented. She called a bard to the estate to teach her adv When she finally turned fifteen her cousin gave up on trying to marry her and found another wife more suited to his taste; this relieved her immensely. Now that one suitor was gone and Aelwyd was growing into a beautiful young woman her mother urged her to look at potential husbands and still she scoffed at the very idea, preferring company more curvaceous in nature.

A few years went by in that way, her mother constantly trying to find suitors to her marry, but she alienated one after the next to her mother’s despair. The news of her sister’s up coming marriage came to her attention and she was enthusiastic, hoping this man was not abusive like the last had, being secretly glad he died. If everything worked out she hoped she could someday join her sister and that her mother would stop trying to have her wed. Aelwyd’s thoughts for the future were bright.