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Description

Basic Information
Name: Rhiannon
Nicknames: Rhi, Rhia
Gender: Doe
Age: 8 years
Year of Birth: Year 234 of the Dark Age
Height: 9 hh
Build: Slight
Phenotype: Cremello Max Countershaded Maximum Fawn Spots (Flaxen Carrier)
Genotype: ee/aa/CrCr/nf/CsCS/FwnFwn
Eye Color: Blue
Design Sheet: MD45

Affiliations
Herd: Vinelocke, Soul tribe
Bloodline: 100% Vinelocke as far as anyone can tell.
Patron God: Nishay.
Rank: Shaman, aspiring Viper
Location: The Lucine.

Family
Orientation: Heterosexual
Partner: N/A (Plotted)
Fawns: N/A
Sire: Hefeydd Hen
Dam: Unknown.
Siblings: N/A

Details
Personality: Rhiannon is many things, but a fool she is not. Clever and calculating, it seems everything that this doe does is careful and plotted-out, and with her gaze turned skyward - upward - it seems there’s very little she can’t achieve if she puts her mind to it. Frequently, she presents herself as a cool, distant onlooker, seldom actually interacting significantly with her herdmates in favor of constantly striving for success. Despite that, though, Rhiannon is a deeply practical creature - she knows her own limits and she knows them well, disappointing to her as they may be.

Instead, she’s much more adept at reading others… reading them, then subtly pushing them in directions she herself prefers. She’s no stranger to manipulations, and while Rhiannon prefers to be blunt and directly state her intentions, she knows that frequently isn’t to her benefit (in fact, it’s much more often directly contrary to her goals), and certainly doesn’t consider herself above doing what’s necessary in order to ensure her survival, and that of those she cares about. Frequently, that means going along with what others do, or their plans for her, until she can work the right angle to turn things in the direction she wants instead.

Regardless of the fact she’s careful to present herself as an average, if unfortunately-coated member of Vinelock, the approval of the herd at large matters very little to Rhiannon. She’s not afraid to ostracize herself if she considers it worth the risk. She knows that, from birth, she was cursed with a misfortune in her home society, and does what she can to tilt things more favorably in her direction without playing her whole hand.

Despite all that, though, Rhiannon isn’t all coarse and harsh. She has a deeply affectionate, softer side, with a softness for affection and a deep-set care for those around her, but because it’s frequently detrimental to her goals, much of this aspect of her personality has been repressed.
Intelligent - Ambitious - Manipulative - Aloof - Crafty - Assertive - Blunt - Considerate - Romantic

Appearance: Pale as mist and with a coat that seems to shine in the moonlight, Rhiannon is not an ideal Vinelocke specimen. That’s not to say the doe isn’t beautiful, however - hide a soft, pinky-cream and eyes stunningly blue, she’s striking and distinctive, although perhaps too distinctive for a herd in which their safety lies in mostly camouflage.

Her spots swirl across her coat in a wild and yet uniform pattern, as if her own coat was draped in diamonds or shimmering drops of morning dew. Her face is equally striking and distinctive, with thin moon-shapes beneath her eyes and a pseudo-mask of countershading which stretches between them. Her forelock, thick and heavily curled, is often pulled back in a simple bun that sits just beneath her ears, forming a sort of crown. Also notable is the lion’s tail that the doe possesses, covered from base to tip in snow-white curls, much like the rest of her mane.

With no rack or teeth to speak of, a pale, obvious coat that sticks out among the dense rainforest, and a rather delicate build, Rhiannon appears concerningly defenseless. Appearances are often deceptive, though.

History: No one is quite sure what the circumstances of Rhiannon’s birth were, only that one cool, misty morning, her father, the handsomely dark stag Hefeydd Hen, came along with a spindly-legged, pale-coated doe fawn at his side. No questions about a dam were ever answered, and before long, phae simply stopped asking.

Born into Soul, the doeling was learning the art of herbs and healing before she was really old enough to speak, and frequently accompanied her Cleric sire when he was called to assist an injured party. Despite that, there were other things that captured the doe’s attention far more - already something of a disappointment in her homeland (if not to her father, who was caring, if perhaps a little smothering), young Rhiannon rapidly developed a drive to improve, to achieve. Feeling isolated from her herd, she spent much of her time by herself, honing her skills. Unfortunately, the emergence of Rhiannon’s magic somewhat furthered her isolation from her peers - though not rare, poison magic was dangerous.

Despite any concern that might have arisen as a result, Rhiannon committed to mastering her magic - to making herself just as dangerous as she wanted to be.

As she neared five, Rhiannon committed to staying within the Soul tribe despite her undeniable temptation to take on a more active rank, such as joining Horn and becoming a Shadow. Knowing her frail build would be an automatic disadvantage, and even if she achieved the role of Shadow, much of Rhiannon’s work would involve being sent away from her homeland (which was beloved to her, regardless of the misfortune of so pale of coat encountered there), she turned from her desires and chose to walk a path she thought was slightly more realistic - and as someone who doesn’t tend to turn away from doing what needs to be done, Rhiannon’s future as a Viper is easy to see.

For now, she spends time honing her skills, both magic and otherwise. The last thing she wants is to be caught unawares - especially not when managing her pale coat means life or death in the jungle.

Stats
Agility: 29 [Medium]
Endurance: 18 [Basic] (Build Cap: 85)
Fortitude: 13 [Basic] (Build Cap: 65)

Inborn Magic (Poison): 48 [Advanced] (Age cap: Medium)
Learned Magic: [Locked]
Herbology: 20 [Medium]
Crafting: 05 [Basic]

Experience: 0

Breakdown:
+15 Agility - Build Bonus
+12 Endurance - Build Bonus
+8 Fortuture - Build Bonus

+20 Herbology - Stat Bonus
+5 Fortitude - Stat Bonus

+14 Agility - Grandfathered
+6 Endurance - Grandfathered
+48 Magic - Grandfathered
(Proof of Grandfathering. )

Inventory
Cloak - A dark green, light woolen cloak to help camouflage her pale coat against the forest; only used when Rhiannon needs to prioritize stealth over speed. (Large) - Starter (Not shown on reference)
Bracelet (x2) - Two small silver bracelets with inlaid apatite stones, given to her by her father. (Small) - Starter (Not shown on reference)

Inheritance
Mane type: Normal
Tail type: Lion/Unicorn
Ear type: Normal
Height type: Normal

Token or Bacon Purchases:
N/A

This absolutely darling ref by Caterang8!!! I've said it before and I'll say it again, I adore your style and how she looks in it <3

Description

Basic Information
Name: Rhiannon
Nicknames: Rhi, Rhia
Gender: Doe
Age: 8 years
Year of Birth: Year 234 of the Dark Age
Height: 9 hh
Build: Slight
Phenotype: Cremello Max Countershaded Maximum Fawn Spots (Flaxen Carrier)
Genotype: ee/aa/CrCr/nf/CsCS/FwnFwn
Eye Color: Blue
Design Sheet: MD45

Affiliations
Herd: Vinelocke, Soul tribe
Bloodline: 100% Vinelocke as far as anyone can tell.
Patron God: Nishay.
Rank: Shaman, aspiring Viper
Location: The Lucine.

Family
Orientation: Heterosexual
Partner: N/A (Plotted)
Fawns: N/A
Sire: Hefeydd Hen
Dam: Unknown.
Siblings: N/A

Details
Personality: Rhiannon is many things, but a fool she is not. Clever and calculating, it seems everything that this doe does is careful and plotted-out, and with her gaze turned skyward - upward - it seems there’s very little she can’t achieve if she puts her mind to it. Frequently, she presents herself as a cool, distant onlooker, seldom actually interacting significantly with her herdmates in favor of constantly striving for success. Despite that, though, Rhiannon is a deeply practical creature - she knows her own limits and she knows them well, disappointing to her as they may be.

Instead, she’s much more adept at reading others… reading them, then subtly pushing them in directions she herself prefers. She’s no stranger to manipulations, and while Rhiannon prefers to be blunt and directly state her intentions, she knows that frequently isn’t to her benefit (in fact, it’s much more often directly contrary to her goals), and certainly doesn’t consider herself above doing what’s necessary in order to ensure her survival, and that of those she cares about. Frequently, that means going along with what others do, or their plans for her, until she can work the right angle to turn things in the direction she wants instead.

Regardless of the fact she’s careful to present herself as an average, if unfortunately-coated member of Vinelock, the approval of the herd at large matters very little to Rhiannon. She’s not afraid to ostracize herself if she considers it worth the risk. She knows that, from birth, she was cursed with a misfortune in her home society, and does what she can to tilt things more favorably in her direction without playing her whole hand.

Despite all that, though, Rhiannon isn’t all coarse and harsh. She has a deeply affectionate, softer side, with a softness for affection and a deep-set care for those around her, but because it’s frequently detrimental to her goals, much of this aspect of her personality has been repressed.
Intelligent - Ambitious - Manipulative - Aloof - Crafty - Assertive - Blunt - Considerate - Romantic

Appearance: Pale as mist and with a coat that seems to shine in the moonlight, Rhiannon is not an ideal Vinelocke specimen. That’s not to say the doe isn’t beautiful, however - hide a soft, pinky-cream and eyes stunningly blue, she’s striking and distinctive, although perhaps too distinctive for a herd in which their safety lies in mostly camouflage.

Her spots swirl across her coat in a wild and yet uniform pattern, as if her own coat was draped in diamonds or shimmering drops of morning dew. Her face is equally striking and distinctive, with thin moon-shapes beneath her eyes and a pseudo-mask of countershading which stretches between them. Her forelock, thick and heavily curled, is often pulled back in a simple bun that sits just beneath her ears, forming a sort of crown. Also notable is the lion’s tail that the doe possesses, covered from base to tip in snow-white curls, much like the rest of her mane.

With no rack or teeth to speak of, a pale, obvious coat that sticks out among the dense rainforest, and a rather delicate build, Rhiannon appears concerningly defenseless. Appearances are often deceptive, though.

History: No one is quite sure what the circumstances of Rhiannon’s birth were, only that one cool, misty morning, her father, the handsomely dark stag Hefeydd Hen, came along with a spindly-legged, pale-coated doe fawn at his side. No questions about a dam were ever answered, and before long, phae simply stopped asking.

Born into Soul, the doeling was learning the art of herbs and healing before she was really old enough to speak, and frequently accompanied her Cleric sire when he was called to assist an injured party. Despite that, there were other things that captured the doe’s attention far more - already something of a disappointment in her homeland (if not to her father, who was caring, if perhaps a little smothering), young Rhiannon rapidly developed a drive to improve, to achieve. Feeling isolated from her herd, she spent much of her time by herself, honing her skills. Unfortunately, the emergence of Rhiannon’s magic somewhat furthered her isolation from her peers - though not rare, poison magic was dangerous.

Despite any concern that might have arisen as a result, Rhiannon committed to mastering her magic - to making herself just as dangerous as she wanted to be.

As she neared five, Rhiannon committed to staying within the Soul tribe despite her undeniable temptation to take on a more active rank, such as joining Horn and becoming a Shadow. Knowing her frail build would be an automatic disadvantage, and even if she achieved the role of Shadow, much of Rhiannon’s work would involve being sent away from her homeland (which was beloved to her, regardless of the misfortune of so pale of coat encountered there), she turned from her desires and chose to walk a path she thought was slightly more realistic - and as someone who doesn’t tend to turn away from doing what needs to be done, Rhiannon’s future as a Viper is easy to see.

For now, she spends time honing her skills, both magic and otherwise. The last thing she wants is to be caught unawares - especially not when managing her pale coat means life or death in the jungle.

Stats
Agility: 29 [Medium]
Endurance: 18 [Basic] (Build Cap: 85)
Fortitude: 13 [Basic] (Build Cap: 65)

Inborn Magic (Poison): 48 [Advanced] (Age cap: Medium)
Learned Magic: [Locked]
Herbology: 20 [Medium]
Crafting: 05 [Basic]

Experience: 0

Breakdown:
+15 Agility - Build Bonus
+12 Endurance - Build Bonus
+8 Fortuture - Build Bonus

+20 Herbology - Stat Bonus
+5 Fortitude - Stat Bonus

+14 Agility - Grandfathered
+6 Endurance - Grandfathered
+48 Magic - Grandfathered
(Proof of Grandfathering. )

Inventory
Cloak - A dark green, light woolen cloak to help camouflage her pale coat against the forest; only used when Rhiannon needs to prioritize stealth over speed. (Large) - Starter (Not shown on reference)
Bracelet (x2) - Two small silver bracelets with inlaid apatite stones, given to her by her father. (Small) - Starter (Not shown on reference)

Inheritance
Mane type: Normal
Tail type: Lion/Unicorn
Ear type: Normal
Height type: Normal

Token or Bacon Purchases:
N/A

This absolutely darling ref by Caterang8!!! I've said it before and I'll say it again, I adore your style and how she looks in it <3