Name: Llywena
Race: Bosmer
Sex: Female
Age: **Jury still out on that one**
Place of Birth: Greenheart, Valenwood
Religion: Y'ffre
Class: Mage
Fighting style: Duel-Handed Magic
Main Skills: Destruction, Speech, Alchemy, Illusion
Marital Status: Married to Mathis Sadri, a Dunmer native of Morrowind.
Civil War: Leans more towards the Empire, but is neutral for the most part.
Occupation: Scholar at the Mage's College
Likes: Climbing trees, reading, studying all that she can about the Dunmer,
Dislikes: The Thalmor, The Stormcloaks,vampires, and being called a "milk-drinker".
Physical Description:
Height: 5'4 (Quite intimidating, right?)
Weight: 135
Build: Small, but curvacious
Skin tone: Pale w/pinkish undertones
Hair: Chestnut Brown
Eyes: Brown
Personality:
She's very shy and hates being the center of attention. Aside from that fact, she is actually very kind and motherly. She has a strange fascination with the Dunmer (their history, language, culture, etc...) and consequently ended up getting married to one, Mathis Sadri (who's quite the sarcastic, egotistical prick).
Looks:
**I was too lazy to draw the other half of her face, but I'm sure what I drew is enough.
Bio:
Llywena was but a young girl of 8 years when she first came in contact with the Thalmor. Her birthplace, Eylsgrove, a remote village outside the city of Greenheart, came under occupation by a large party of Thalmor Justicars, who claimed that they sought only to recruit “willing” members into the Aldmeri military. It seemed, however, that this particular group of Thalmor had more in mind for the villagers than to simply recruit them, and would herd new recruits into a small camp they had established outside of the village. Unless they were Thalmor, no one person had ever left that camp alive. It became quickly apparent to the villagers that the Thalmor were not recruiting soldiers for their army, but were instead taking those whom they had recruited into that small camp, turning them into mere test-subjects for their sordid experiments. With more and more villagers disappearing by the day, the remaining villagers flew into a panic and resorted to shutting themselves up in their homes. The peaceful village that was once bustling with activity fell into a dead silence. Llywena’s father, Arannir, grew sick of living in fear of the Thalmor and had assembled a meeting of the remaining villagers, in secret, to contrive a plan of escape from the village. A few days later, Llywena’s family, with the few remaining villagers, snuck out in the dead of night, hoping to go somewhere far away as possible from their foreign aggressors. As they were making their way towards the Cyrodiil border, the refugees were ambushed by a handful of Thalmor who had been pursuing them since they escaped from the village. Arannir had told Llywena and her mother, Laenafil, to retreat to the woods while he stayed behind to fight. With the young Llywena in her arms, Laenafil ran as fast as her short legs would carry her, not once looking back at the bloody massacre taking place behind her. After having run some distance, Laenafil stopped to find a suitable hiding place, for she was sure that the Thalmor were in pursuit of any surviving refugees. Laenafil and Llywena found a hiding place in a hollowed out tree and remained hidden there for two days until they were quite sure that they were not being pursued. The mother and daughter kept on walking until they found themselves in the city of Arenthia and from there they made their way to the city of Skingrad in Cyrodiil.
Llywena and her mother lived in Skingrad for only a few years before moving to Cheydinhal. After living in Cheydinhal for a year, the two moved on to Chorrol and from Chorrol to the Imperial city. Llywena quickly understood that the reason for their consistent change in scenery was that her mother had grown very paranoid; packing up the moment she suspected Thalmor activity. Laenafil and Llywena spent a number of years living in the Imperial City, working as maids at the King and Queen Tavern, earning only enough to barely get by. Though they had lived in squalor during their time in the Imperial city, the two were content in the fact that they had found solace from the insanity taking place back in their homeland of Valenwood. When they were both quite sure that they had finally found the security they had long sought for, three very high ranking officials from the Thalmor came to the Imperial City on some sort of business and chose to stay at the hotel where the two were working as maids. Laenafil advised Llywena to be as discreet as possible and to avoid contact with any of the three Thalmor agents during their stay. However, one of the three Thalmor agents, Andil, took quite an interest in Llywena and would eye her lasciviously as she worked. It was the final night of their stay that Andil had tried to charm Llywena. When Llywena politely refused him, he became quite furious and forcefully backed her against the wall, attempting to ravish her against her will. Laenafil, upon discovering this, and before he could commit the foul act, grabbed a chair from one of the tables and hit Andil over the head with it, disabling him for but a moment. When he regained his composure, he had Laenafil and Llywena arrested for assault against an official of the Thalmor. As the Aldmeri guards were arresting Laenafil, she yelled for her daughter to run.
Hesitant at first, Llywena ran from the tavern, with angry guards in hot pursuit. Luckily, she managed to escape from the city before she was caught, but she was at conflict with the arrest of her mother, as she was allowed a chance to escape. Llywena vowed that she would better herself in combat and rescue her mom from her Thalmor captors. She had to get far from the Imperial City for now, lest she run the risk of being caught by the Thalmor, who were most probably searching the city for her. Llywena ventured to the far north, before being caught by Imperial Guards, who carried her off to Skyrim for execution. And so her story begins…
