Lady Clover Wyrmguard
If the point is sharp, and the arrow is swift, it can pierce through the dust no matter how thick.
Description: Standing at 5'0" in her stocking feet Clover Wyrmguard is definitely "tactical sized". She's delicately slender without much muscle definition to her form though a hint of baby fat remains. Her evergreen eyes shine with a bright spark of intelligence and warmth. Her smile is wide and easily given. Long white-gold hair is often done up in a Valardin style; braids, or buns, with ribbons mixed into the golden locks.
Personality: Clover is a young woman of broad smiles and hapless positivity. She's entirely too clumsy but at ease with it. She's full of laughter and bright smiles. Rarely does anything bring her down. Even if she's just ruined another dress, or lost her shoe to a mud puddle-- nothing gets her down.
Background: Clover Wyrmguard was born to Annaliese and Damien Wyrmguard, a lesser branch of the family; distant cousins. She's the youngest of her particular branch. One of her older siblings is quite good with a sword, another with a spear. She decided she wanted to take the bow and arrow as a young child... unfortunately she is not blessed with grace. If there is anything that Clover is not is graceful. She's broken more bones in her life than either of her more combatant siblings-- just from falling off of things. Her parents put her into dancing lessons once and she ended up breaking her instructors nose AND her own arm.
She does, however, love to be outside. Even if it means she's probably going to cause herself some amount of harm. She's also been the type to be outside; growing up in Blancbier this meant being outside of the cities walls either in the mountains or out in the forest. She's got a deft hand with dealing with the less combat-centric aspects of being outdoors; she knows well what is safe to eat, how to navigate a forest, and how to handle an animal.
Growing up in Blancbier also meant that she had some training in medicine though she has never joined the Mercies, she has thought about it off and on.
|Agnarr||Some child-sized lady who I used to tease Silas about. Pleasant enough, but would most like not give me a job.|
|Aislin||I met Sprout when she was lost in the woods near Ashford Keep, while her parents were visiting. She's got the heart of an adventurer, the grace of a wounded buffalo, and the directional sense of someone blind drunk. She's a dear friend, and I'm constantly afraid that someday she's going to blunder straight off a cliff, into a river, and out to sea.|
|Alaric||Lady Clover Wyrmguard apprently intends to study the healing arts, possibly due to extensive personal experience with minor injuries. She's got a good positive attitude, though, and you can't teach that.|
|Alarissa||Brave soul to attempt the gauntlet, she is one to watch, for her spirit is strong, even if perhaps, much like myself, she cannot quite get the gauntlet on the first try. She is someone to watch.|
|Alis||Smol Squad, Unite! Clover's attention to duty, her compassion, and her persistence are things everyone should try to emulate. I am glad to see her back in the city.|
|Armand||To dismiss her as a bumbling, accident-prone happy-go-lucky woman would be making a grave mistake as to her character. An interesting choice, but not a bad one.|
|Arn||The girl's a klutz. She'll probably trip on a rock and drown back on Westrock. Can't believe she's lived this long.|
|Barric||A mysterious woman with a clever tongue and an artistic bent, who is happily not over-awed by rank when rank is not a desirable trait.|
|Brianna||Artistic and well-spoken, certainly. But one has to wonder what leads a woman to lie about her name first and what that speaks to.|
|Clara||Funny girl. Likes Ribbons. Cute dog. Throws herself at my brother... sure, I think I can like her.|
|Daemon||From what I've heard she's a superb artist. Seeing her in person, I believe her beauty may be even better than what her art imitates. Sunny smiles and all.|
|Edwyn||I did not recognize her, though perhaps the ring should have given her away. I hope to know her better.|
|Fiachra||Seems honest, which is a trait I most appreciate in others. I am looking forward to seeing what she can do in her capacity as a Warden, as well as her artwork.|
|Jael||I first met her at the Iron Pentathlon but I didn't get a good measure of her until I saw her attempt the Gauntlet. She could use some training, but gods is she /determined/! Very admirable.|
|Killian||Clover is an old friend, but let's be honest, she really only speaks to me because I bring Frostbite for her to cuddle and spoil. Not that I'm not used to that.|
|Logan||Two accountant is way too many! Basic economics.|
|Monique||Clumsy! Also, I can't tell whether she's shy or just doesn't like me much.|
|Petal||She really loves my shop and she is super adorable.|
|Reese||She is playful, fun, cheerful and a light in the darkness. She could use some athletics training though. I should introduce her to Jhond.|
|Rook||Modest, tightly wound Valardin lady. A perfect victim for Class A brattishness and elitist, pompous misbehaviour. Mwaha!|
|Ryhalt||Having heard her reputation beforehand as exuberant and positive, I thought I knew what to expect, and she was those things, but also intelligent, earnest and kind, which I find rather the better virtues to extol.|
|Saedrus||Lady Clover Wyrmguard is certainly one to make a strong first impression. Not that she is at all overbearing or anything of the like rather I find her quite an impressive young woman. There is a flux to her nature, settled easily between the serene brightness of summer and the fiery morality of a strong and able woman. Within our first meeting I found more than enough to like about her -- her appreciation of tea and my bathhouse just a few.|
|Sebastian||Clever Clover of at least two names, now three. She likes to sketch. I'm not used to being the subject in another's work.|
|Silas||Clover is a clumsy, but golden-hearted archer. She and Aiden had a small romance in the middle of a siege, but it was something Silas still reflects fondly on. They don't cross paths very often any more, but she seems to be doing well for herself, and Silas continues to admire her... even if it's a bit further away now.|
|Warrick||I fell on her and she DIDN'T MURDER ME.|