Name: Weslynne Adamant Kirdrin
Age: 38 (though she lies about it a lot.)
Alias/Nicknames: Weslynne Goldmeadow, Dame Goldmeadow, Wes, The Horned Knight.
Abilities/Talents: Tracking [Urban and Wilderness], Pathfinding, Alchemy [Simple medicines, and tonics], Gardening, Lightbearer, Military Tactics, Boxing [Semi-professionally about 15 years ago. Casually, now], Knight-Champion level of weapons training.
Alignment: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true
Religion: The Holy Light, some bits and pieces of Harvest Witch traditions she picked up from her first wife.
Sins: envy / greed / gluttony / lust / pride / sloth / wrath
Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility / justice / kindness / patience
Languages: Common, Zandali [Can speak, but not read or write], Pandaren [Middling].
Family: Archibald Kirdrin (Father, Deceased), Allison Kirdrin (Mother, Deceased), Wallace Kirdrin (Brother, Estranged), William Kirdrin (Brother, Estranged), Faye Eckhardt (Wife, Deceased), Charlotte Eckhardt (Daughter, Deceased), Hildira Phillips (Ex-Wife, Deceased). As you can see, Wes is really good at personal connections.
Friends: Alexandria Williams, Alexander Hughes, Perynn Numitor, Zaria Blackmoore, Kyuusei Shadowleaf (or so she'd like to think), and Gabriel Mordrime (again, she'd like to think.)
Sexuality: heterosexual / bisexual / pansexual / homosexual / demisexual / asexual / unsure / other
Relationship Status: single / partnered / married / widowed / open relationship / divorced / not ready for dating / it’s complicated
Libido: sex god / very high / high / average / low / very low / non-existent
Build: slender / average / athletic / muscular (just stupidly buff) / curvy / other (scrappy)
Hair: Raven, with flecks of gray and silver. Usually kept back in a braid, and with shaved sides, but it's grown shaggy as of late.
Eyes: Seafoam Green, and Milky White.
Scars: Three jagged claw marks over her right eye, a slash across the bridge of her nose, a cut across upper lip, a very visible and terrible chunk taken out of her abdomen (from a poorly-treated bayonet wound), and a mess of assorted scratches, bites, burns, and scars litter her arms and legs (Most, if not all, have been covered by tattoos.)
dogs or cats || birds or bugs || snakes or spiders || coffee or tea || ice cream or cake || fruits or vegetables || sandwich or soup || magic or and melee || sword dagger or bow || summer or winter || spring or autumn || past or future
Five songs that remind you of them:
Pasture - Down Like Silver
"Oh brother, I'm tired; my courage gone away,
and my legs can't bear this weight.
Where the grass grows tall,
I'll hide beneath the blades."
Wildflowers - The Wailin' Jennys
"You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free."
freequent letdown - illuminati hotties
Tried to show up, but I forgot
I couldn't keep a partner
'Cause staying in touch is such a bummer."
The Night We Met - Lord Huron
"I had all and then most of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met."
The Animal I Am - Carsie Blanton
"well she barks all night
she’s always startin fights
but she’s only actin tough
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