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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: Not a tall woman, Clover manages to be petite and curvaceous at the same time. What might have been an athletic frame is instead soft and voluptuous, her hourglass curves giving her the ideal feminine figure. Evergreen eyes sparkle with a bright spark of intelligence and warmth. Her smiles are wide and easily given. Long white-gold hair is often done up in a Valardin style: braids or buns, with colorful 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


Acquaintance:
Family:
  • Ivy - First wonderful daughter

  • Oathlands:
    Sibling:
  • Sorrel - Princess, Sister, Uplifter.
  • Alexandre - Older brother.
  • Reiker - Older Brother-- Back in Blancbier now.

  • Deceased:
  • Aislin - Lady Pathfinder-- Forever missed.
  • Armand - Brother-in-Law-- Gone too soon.

  • Spouse:
  • Ryhalt - Unexpected but with such a good man how could love not bloom?

  • Friend:
  • Mae - Still in the city, but still so far.

  • Crownlands:
    Name Summary