Name: Io ~ eye-oh
Race: Otravit ! Clan Umtra-skal
Age: 53
Gender: Female
Role: Rider; Relic Seeker
Gear: Full body wrap of loosely woven fibers. While extremely flexible, the wrap serves as armor against the bites and stings of native flora ad fauna and camoflage from rival clans and the many predators of the islands. Gauntlets, breastplates and other armor are made of multiple layers of leather and the same woven gauze glued and pressed together in molds custom designed for each warrior. At her belt she carries rope, a small pouch for her finds and a vial of her wyvern's poison.
Arsenal: An elaborately carved blow gun passed down to her from her grandfather. A dagger used for close combat and cleaning fish.
Personality: Io has a temper as fiery as the lava flows from the mountain. She prefers her own company but is fiercely loyal to her clan and while she might not always get along with them, she will defend her own to the death from anyone who so much as looks at one of them the wrong way.
She will not admit it but she is drawn to beauty, preferring her calling as a Seeker, gathering flowers and shells to the reading of signs in bones and the entrails of sacrifices.
History: Io was raised by her paternal grandparents. Her mother's clan were rivals with her father's clan. They traded only in insults and rash dares. One night, insults led to dares which resulted in a drunken liaison between her parents. When she was born, her mother brought her to her father having no desire to bring up a child of the Umtra-Skal.
When Io was only 15 years old, her father was killed in a challenge sponsored by the dying War chief to choose his successor. Her grandparents were harder on her than her father had been, but Io was strong and grew into a savage young fighter, though she preferred being left alone to wander the swamps hunting for relics.
It has been several generations since a member of her clan as produced a Seeker. While the clan takes great pride in this, her temper and anti-social nature keeps her at odds both within her clan and without. The Warchief and his council often send her far away to hunt for powerful relics to keep her out of their hair.
Seeker: While none can wield magic, the Otravit are always seeking items of power with which to strike fear into their enemies, to intimidate their rivals, and to instill virtues of various kinds in themselves. Stones, feathers, sea shells and more can be considered relics of power. Some Otravit believed that there were ones among them who were gifted in finding these objects. Io is considered one of these.
There is no word for beauty in her language, yet it is this very thing that sets her relics apart. Flowers pressed between translucent sheets of dried sap. Glass stones from the mountain chipped to reveal their dark facets. Shells strung on braids of leather. All hold mystic energies in the minds of the Otravit and none are better at finding them than Io of the Umtra-Skal.
WYVERN:
Name: Ashk
Gender: Male
History: Ashk is the single offspring of her father's wyvern, Ishka. Without the care of his mother, Ashk would have died. Their bond began long before she came of age and became a rider. The beast barely tolerates the Handler, much less the stable, which isolates his rider from her clan to some degree, and gets her in frequent fights.
((It is my intention, if approved, to use this issue as the catalyst which forces her clan's leadership to send her on a quest for relics among the other races. ))
