Harrow

Description: Sapphire to Ebon-grey Queen | dergon

Harrow

    Sapphire to Ebon-gray
  • Queen
  • Played By: dergon

    Dea al Mon Kaeleer
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Harrow
« on: December 26, 2018, 07:28:00 PM »
Harrow


The Basics


Full Name: Harrow
Age: 24
Gender/Pronouns: female/she/her

Ethnicity: Cervini
Birthplace: DaM
Current Location: DaM
Profession: Herd leader

Caste: Queen
Birthright Jewel: Sapphire (CUT 89)
Offering Jewel: Ebon-grey (CUT 18)

Face Claim: Maria Goryacheva


The Body


Height: 5'1
Body Type: Solid
Hair Color: Ashy blonde
Eye Color: Hazy brown

Appearance:
Harrow is always caught between a curse and prayer when it comes to her height. Being short in stature makes staring down tall women and taller men difficult. She doesn't even have the advantage of antlers to add to her height. She is short, plain and simple. And yet. She is small. And like the small nature of children and babes, Harrow has found that it stirs protective instincts in others. Instincts she takes full advantage of.

Despite her lack of height, Harrow is not childish in appearance. Her body is strong, solid, and almost curvy. Hip and breast not particularly prominent, but she is no willowy waif either. Her hair is ashy blonde that fades nearly white in any direct sunlight. Her eyes a smoky sort of brown, as if her vision is clouded. Her features are sharp, made only more so by the broad flatness of her nose. Clever eyebrows and a thin but expressive set of lips. Harrow, she is sure, is a beauty. Even with the smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks.

Lacking antlers to posture with, Harrow paints the buds near her hair line. Queen nubs, routinely checked for growth, and always decorated. Why not? She is cervini too!


The Mind


Craft Strengths: 15pts
Blood Bonds
Reading the Land
Craft Weaknesses: Witchlight (oh look, the sun). Vanishing & Summoning (you get the whole cabinet or nothing). Psychic Communication (static crackle static pop, screaming).

Personality:
She might appear blind-struck, but Harrow is cleverer than her hazy eyes suggest. Look past their muted hue and you might notice the cunning lurking underneath. It is not kindness, though Harrow possesses a small measure of that too, but purpose. The means justify the ends, and if she must betray a friend to vanquish an enemy, Harrow will. She had plans, and nothing will get in the way of them.

Mother Night, Harrow believes, gave her the Ebon-grey for a reason. A Grey would have seen all of her herd subdued well enough. But the Ebon-grey was meant for something greater than that. Its power could reach beyond the borders of her territory. Beyond the borders of even Dea al Mon. Maybe all the way back to Pandar, where her people originated.

Harrow is tired of hiding. It has never been in her to cower or shy away. Why should the hornless blood have free reign over all the realms, while the cervini survive in small, secretive pockets? It is foolishness, and an affront to the greatness of her people. And Harrow herself.


The Backstory


Family:
  • Yarrow | Mother | Yellow to Rose Priestess

History:
Her mother never would tell her who her father was. No buck lingered long enough for Harrow to suspect him, though as a very small child she asked all if they were he. There was always sorrow in her mother’s eyes when Harrow pressed, and eventually she stopped asking. No answer was forthcoming, the line in priestess’ record book was blank, and it seemed cruel to continue tormenting the woman who had given her life.

While Yarrow could give Harrow, so named for the harrowing experience of her birth, no father, she gave her plenty else. Spoiled well before any hint of caste bloomed along her psychic scent, Harrow was a fat and lazy child. She never did any chore she could find another to do for her. Watching the other children play more than she joined them. When whining stopped working, Harrow used people against themselves and each other. She saw how their relationships shaped and changed them. And later their desires and hopes.

Harrow did not learn to really play until she was taught. Herd-home invaded by a struggling herd of outsiders. As cervini they were accepted and brought into the fold, but they were still outsiders. With strange ways and stranger stories. One attached himself much addamently to her. The storm boy, with his Sapphire Jewel and terrible habit of chasing her when he saw her. It was allowed. Harrow’s lack of antler growth a sure sign that she would be a true cervini queen after her birthright.

If she could survive Tempest. No longer allowed to be idle or indulgent, she was dragged through the forest, shown filthy, wet creatures or made to wait while he hunted, always expecting praise when he returned. And the chasing! In the few years he spent with them, Tempest ran the baby fat from Harrow’s body. She learned though. How to read deer trails, find rabbit burrows, and feel the change in the weather. How to hide too, when beasts began prowling their nights.

That was why they sent him away. Harrow too young and Jeweless to stop them for all she tried. First hiding him beneath her bed. And then stuffing him in her wardrobe. Biting the hands that pulled him from her clutches and sent him and his herb back to their cursed wandering. It made her spiteful. Angry with them, and angrier still with him.

Harrow sometimes muses that it was her anger that saw her so far into the Abyss. Or when she is feeling forgiving, that it was longing for her blue boy. Logically, Harrow knows it was because Mother Night needed Harrow. Needed her strong and smart to see the cervini people rise in the world. At ten, she was just gleefully conceited about it.

Of course her life changed again. The training in basic crafting giving way to a queens. Their herd had never been without one. It was blessed too, with a warlord prince. But Harrow would not find him interesting until later, when she would also find him useful. Long walks and long days spent learning, until she could practically sense every wind gust in their territory. Harrow knew better than the hunters where to find prey, and better than their ruling queen where to plant seeds.

She also knew that the hornless blood had a greater, and better, stretches of land than the cervini had. This did not seem right to Harrow. Not right at all. Especially since it was these hornless blood who had made Dea al Mon an island, cutting off the cervini from other herds and the wider world without ever asking their permission. Locking them in with the filthy an corinthe, which were allowed to wander freely through the territory.

Harrow decided to change it. Why should they struggle? Why should they live in secret? Why could they not have what the hornless blood had? She argued for it in councils, and argued for it against her queen. And she argued for it in the Darkness too. As a child it had been a tree. A womb. The men, she knew, the drowned, but for the women it was different. And a queen different still.

Harrow hunted her Jewel in the night. It would be the weapon she would need come morning. Racing through darkness with a dozen stags surrounding her. Wild eyes and flashing white tails. Harrow had to bear one down, break the hilt of a dagger free from his antlers, between the points, her Ebon-grey waited. And in the morning, Harrow blooded the blade. Sinking it into the ribs of the man who mounted her, tearing the last vestiges of girlhood and innocence from her life. Her cry of climax mingling with his shout of pain.

And it was done. Her Jewel strung on a fine silver chain, still held tight by the buck’s antlers, the only set she would ever wear. Her brew was boiled with the blade, so that she might never forget the taste of her womanhood, or the man who had given it to her. Harrow gave the old queen one more moon before taking over. One more chance to recognize Harrow’s voice on her own before being forced to it.

Only then did Harrow turn her eyes to their warlord prince. He would make such a very good herald for her vision.


The Writer


Player Name: dergon/cole
Player Pronouns: she/her
Timezone: -6
Contact: PM or discord
How did you find us?: I was in the closet

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Re: Harrow
« Reply #1 on: December 26, 2018, 07:30:58 PM »
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Cut 89
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The Darkness

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Re: Harrow
« Reply #2 on: December 27, 2018, 12:39:31 PM »
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