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Old 12-18-2003, 12:04 PM   #7
Estelyn Telcontar
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‘Wyrma’, a middle-aged female skin-changer, is the leader of her people. Though it is not so unusual for individual clans to have matriarchal leaders, she is the first female to be the chief of all groups since many generations.

Her iron-grey hair is pulled back austerely, as if to prevent it from developing a mind of its own, and her dark brown eyes reveal nothing of what she thinks or feels. A square jaw shows determination, even ruthlessness, and her nose is prominent. Her stature is stocky and sturdy, almost massive. Though she is not overly tall, she stands and sits very straight, making her an imposing appearance.

She was born as one of twins, her brother being only minutes older than she. For the first years of their lives, they were very close, spending much time playing together and needing no other companions. She was hot-tempered, and though her brother was lively as well, he was more thoughtful and had a calming influence on her. Unfortunately, her brother was kidnapped at the age of ten while on a trip with her father. She blamed their father for not being able to protect her twin; he was a rather gentle man, and she came to despise his character and consider him weak. Her mother was desolated at losing her only son, since the birth of the twins had cost her so much strength that she was not able to have more children afterwards. She faded away slowly, and her daughter took over the reins of the household.

Her temperament and the wrath that she felt after her brother’s disappearance combined to bring her shape-changing abilities to fruition unusually early, within months of losing her twin. Even more unusual was the fact that the first shape she took on was a dragon; normally, skin-changers had to practice with other forms before acquiring the ability to take on Wyrm form. Her grandfather, then leader of the Wyrm clan and therefore of all skin-changers, took her under his wings, grooming her to be his successor. He was the first to call her ‘Wyrma’, an affectionate feminine diminutive of his own title ‘The Wyrm’, and this name was soon adopted by others. ‘Wyrma’ was content to leave the childhood name that reminded her of her twin behind her; she no longer wanted to think of him and wonder whether he still lived or, worse yet, had been corrupted by his evil captors.

By the time she was fully mature, she was her grandfather’s right hand and had learned much from him. Her quick anger had been tempered by cold reason and she had taken on her grandfather’s imperial manners. He felt his strength gradually waning and considered her much more suited to take over the rule of his people and carry out his plans of building an empire than his own sons were. Her father did not have the ability to take on dragon shape, so he could not become the chief leader; two of his brothers who would have been possible successors became mysteriously ill and died within a year. By the time her grandfather died as well, Wyrma was firmly ensconced as the next in line and was chosen by her clan and her people.

In the years since she has become leader, she has coaxed, persuaded and threatened them to establish city dwellings, to consolidate and to arm themselves. She is firmly resolved never to be weak and vulnerable. She is also resolved never to let a man rule over her and never to let her heart be hurt by loving someone as she did her brother. She chose a husband for dynastical reasons and has several sons, though it is whispered that not all of them are his. She is not of attractive appearance, though always impeccably groomed; however, men are attracted to her power and she makes use of them to further her own interests or fulfil her own desires. She trusts none of them. Her sons vie with one another for her attention and approval, and she encourages their rivalry in order to make them strong, as she thinks.

No one knows just how high Wyrma’s ambitions are, though some suspect that she will use all means and go to all ends to achieve them. If this means violence against her own kind to further the well-being of all as she sees it, she will not hesitate. She is looking to the surrounding kingdoms for allies, but on her own terms. Though a formidable opponent, she can hide her plans behind a polite mask and is not above using devious methods to achieve her goals. She is respected and feared, but not loved, and that is just how she would have it.


(First post - to be written after the holidays)

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