Larianne

Portrait

Description
Daugher of a farmer, poor but kind. Helping around the farm with the animals but not with a peace of mind. Too poor for schooling, yet enough for ale. But only for her father as she was to innocent and frail. Yet words are carried on the wind, to her ear's delight. But where she looked, there was no minstril in sight. Yet her heart leapt with joy, soon carrying her feet. Gracefull around in a dance among the fields of wheat. She soon knew the farm was no place for her to be. And with a sorrow farewell, she set out to be free. What was a splendid idea at first quickly turned sour, as her heart is kind like a flower but her bravery isn't the tallest of towers. The world outside her father's farm is a big and endless place, filled with dark woods where lonely cold nights following the days. Being ever so cheerfull yet so quick to spook, she tries to make her fame no matter the path she took. A lute she holds as she travels to and fro, not a fair one or one made of gold. But one very old with numerous patchwork across its fold. The lute, a heirloom passed along from fathers down the line. Started with her grand grand father with bardic skills oh so fine. The lute kept true to its shape and note when it was handcrafted back in the days. Now gently flowing in magic so it will keep with many more generations to go. 3 six-pointed stars, red, orange and yellow, in a triangle adorns her left cheek. A mark that gently glows when she sings. The mark of the goddess Lliira, Our Lady of Joy. Granting her blessings upon this joyfull bard; Larianne, Sinifar's First Joybringer
Player:	Nymph69
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Human