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Duchess Clover Farshaw

If the point is sharp, and the arrow is swift, it can pierce through the dust no matter how thick.

Social Rank: 4
Concept: Hilariously Inept Archer
Fealty: Valardin
Family: Farshaw
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Ranger
Height: 5'0"
Hair Color: White Gold
Eye Color: Bright Green
Skintone: Tanned

Titles: Deputy Warden of the West, Duchess Consort of Westrock Reach

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.

Relationship Summary

  • Bianca - Cousin! Oh goodness Archscholar?!
  • Dominique - Cousin! Marquessa!
  • Desiree - Cousin! Pretty lady!
  • Damien - Papapapapapapa.
  • Annaliese - Mama! Sorry I tore another dress.
  • Isabeau - Second Cousin and princess!
  • Beaumont - Second Cousin and Prince!
  • Sophie - Second Cousin, Princess, and Mercy Who Healed Me Lots
  • Caras - Cousin and Godsworn!
  • Ivy - First wonderful daughter

  • Oathlands:
  • Percephon - The most scholarly of the Telmars. Currently reclusive and missed.
  • Corban - Bright, earnest Telmar Voice.
  • Alexis - Sword of Blancbier, and champion of Wyrmguard.
  • Alis - Champion of the West!

  • Sibling:
  • Reiker - Older brother, sometimes difficult. Well meaning, usually, I think.
  • Sorrel - My beautiful, fierce older sister.

  • Spouse:
  • Ryhalt - My unexpected, but delightful husband.

  • Friend:
  • Roland - Sir Roland The Most Magnificent Knight To Ever Knight
  • Zhayla - Zhay-Zhay The Best Pen Pal
  • Killian - Frostbite's human.
  • Aislin - Lady Adventuress the Pathfinder
  • Silas - Still a dear friend.
  • Mae - Friends?

  • Crownlands:
  • Azhan - Thoughtful, curious man. Always good for a weighty discussion.
  • Name Summary
    Elora A woman with a big heart and a friendly disposition. I think I would like to get to know her better.
    Jasher Sorrel's sister. They look nothing alike, but the same spirit burns in them.
    Jordan The Duchess-Consort of House Farshaw. Beneath the sweetness, there's probably more than a couple layers of steel. Gentleness often comes with intimate knowledge of one's own strengths. I'll look forward to getting to know her better.
    Jyri Charming and relaxed and welcoming of a non-noble Prodigal at her table.
    Klaus She put up with and gave Dorren treats, not many would do so.
    Modi My patron's protege, making a tangled web of social connections that I am going to much enjoy untangling. Provided I can remember the fair Duchess' title when next we meet. Perhaps I might bother her for a bit of this hot chocolate. Or more coffee. Perhaps if they could be combined... No. I might not think such decadent, corruptible thoughts!
    Sorrel Even though I have scars from where her archery didn't quite go as planned, Clover is the best little sister a girl could ask for. We've always conspired together, whispered secrets, and giggled about silly things together. She is my sunshine and I adore her. Life is best when she's around!
    Volcica Bubbly, and curious about where I come from.