"To reach a port we must sail, sometimes with the wind, and sometimes against it. But we must not drift or lie at anchor."
Social Rank: 8
Concept: Prodigal Shipwright
Marital Status: Single
Hair Color: Brunette
Eye Color: Brown
Description: Siobhan stands at average height, with plain brown hair, and large brown eyes. Her figure's neither waifish, nor particularly curvy. Her hands are calloused from years of working on a ship, and crafting them with her own two hands.
She tends to dress in a modest, practical fashion, with a tendency to pants over dresses, and favoring sturdy, simple fabrics and leathers that can take a beating and be easily patched and mended.
(Her hair has been tucked under a jauny hat.)
Personality: Intelligent, intrepid, and inquisitive, Siobhan is equally comfortable taking to the seas, or two a game of wits after a hard night's drinking.
She's spent more than one night drinking alone however, as while she's not unfriendly, she's not all that great at picking up on social cues. In fact, she's downright horrid at it, saying the exact wrong thing at the exact wrong moment.
She doesn't tend to let that bother her however, and is determined to live life to it's fullest regardless, confident that those who get to know her will eventually come to appreciate her as she is, blunt frankness and all.
Background: Siobhan grew up in the far north, along the coast amongst the Ravenseye tribe, the daughter of one of their shipwrights. She followed in her father's path, making longships for the tribe, and soon her skill surpassed her teachers, with her innovative designs being highly prized among her own tribe, and others besides.
Her childhood was still somewhat rough, however, as there were rumors about her mother. They said she was from a cursed line, and many shunned her. As such, they shunned Siobhan as well, happy to commission her ships, but never becoming more than business acquaintances. All but the Ravenseye family themselves, who ignored the rumors, and accepted her among them happily, with open arms.
When the Ravenseye bent the knee, and came to Arx, Siobhan went with them as their finest craftswoman of the tribe's--now County's--ships.