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Dandelion Winterborn
Age:Mid-twenties
Gender:Female
Species/Race (human, furry type, robot, alien, etc.): Dryad (tree spirit, Human Appearance, Mortal)
Height:5ft5'
Weight:120lb
Build:Sinewy and agile
Fur (hair, feather, scale, or skin) Color(s) : Hair: Dandelion-like yellow, very short stapled to her head Skin: leaf green, goes pale if she stays away from the sun too long
Eye Color(s) : Oak
Appearance : Square-faced, tight lipped. She's not particularly beautiful, but not ugly either. If she hadn't the green skin and the very blond hair, she wouldn't stand out in a crowd. Her countenance is of someone you would trust as a messenger and ambassador because nothing would keep her from completing her mission.
Clothing (armor): A figure-hugging blouse and trousers and a good pair of boots
Occupation / Class: Royal Messenger/Commoner
Accessories (weapons, jewelry, tools, magic items, vehicles, etc.): The Weapon, a truncheon-sized stick that sizes up any situation and turns into the most convenient weapon. Just hope it's one you can use. Or recognise. A small dagger, more a memorabilia than an actual weapon, hidden in her boot.
Pets: None
Abilities/Skills & Power Level: She can speak the language of every place where dandelions grow. She can't learn any other languages though. Like every other dryad, her fingers and toes can turn into tiny roots that can absorb minerals, nutrients and water from any source. She can sustain herself like that for several days, but not forever
Weaknesses: Anything that can hurt or kill a human can hurt or kill her too.
Special Effects (if any): None
Description of Personality: Cynical disillutioned bitch
Brief History : Dryad women give birth to blossoms, and they must clear out as soon as possible, because the newlyborns give out a deafening, even deadly, scream. Only the deaf can be OBs for them. They are usually flowers of the local flora and are born in the spring. All dryads speak the languages of the places their "birth flowers" grow, but can't learn any new ones.
Dandelion Winterborn was, as her name reveals, bad news as soon as she was born to a big and poor family. She did not have a deprived childhood, as one of her sisters was sold to the king before she was born and the money would go to waste if they weren't spent on the children. Her childhood was constant bullying until she was five years old, when she was discovered by the previous bearer of the Weapon, Captain Longgrass, who was, too, a Royal Messenger.
When her mentor asked her parents to take her as an apprentice, she overheard them discuss this between them. Her mother had said "I agree, because I can't trust her among the little ones". Ever since, she wishes her mother is no longer afraid of her.
Captain Longgrass raised her till she was ten, when he died after a long illness. She was attached till she was fifteen to the Princess's court (why she eventually returned to the diplomatic corps is explained here, but still trained in arms. Because of her rank and her gender, she gets a soldier's salary and lives in the barracks, but she has a seperate room and she doesn't have to socialize. Her mentor convinced her to take advantage of the professors for the prince and the princess and learn as much as she can, because as he says, "the Weapon is no match for an eloquent tongue. So be prepared yerself".
She is to the Weapon what Paganini was to violins: others are able to master it, but she is synchronised with it and plays the Devil's Trill. Still, when the Weapon throws at her arms something she can't recognise, though it "sends" in her the knowledge to use them, she feels more comfortable in using them as blunt weapons.
She was taking New Year greeting cards on behalf of the King when she suddenly found herself waist deep in a marsh in the Dream.
For more information about Dandelion's origins, go here
A brief and character revealing answer to the question, "What is your ambition?":"Not to be feared"
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