Cythra

Cythra
Status	Active
Race	Prydaen
Gender	Female
Guild	Bard
Instance	Prime
Relatives	Annalyse, Walcar, Talliska

Snarky Cythra Feralclaw née Seord Wildclaw, Deadly Hunter, Grandmaster Bard of Elanthia

…yes, THE Cythra

Description

Cythra has cat-slitted violet eyes. Her black-streaked auburn mane is very long and wavy, and is worn loose. She has glittered silver fur, a straight tail and a lithe figure. She is tall for a Prydaen.

She has a dancing pattern of glittering painted musical notes scattered at random her cheekbones.

Details

Adopted daughter of Annalyse Seord.

Favorite granddaughter of Walcar Seord.

Adopted daughter of Talliska Wildclaw.

Designer extraordinaire.

Bardic teller of wondrous tales with run-on sentences.

Singer of glorious songs

Member of the Order of the Apostles.

Unsupervised

Turning Kermoria on its ear. (one ear at a time if necessary)

Designs

A gleaming platinum choker dangling a stylized eighth note charm

Slight doming and a finely curved flag gives the single musical note a three-dimensional appearance. Inset into the note-head is a tiny, sparkling amethyst, faceted so that it glistens as it catches the light. The note hangs by its flag from the lustrous choker.

A fiery phoenix charm with articulated feathers

Lifelike feathers of red and yellow gold each limned with a faint tracery of white gold and scattered with twinkling ruby dust give the illusion of the bird being engulfed in flames. Standing out against the fiery detailed body are the wickedly curved beak and fierce talons of silvery-black animite and the charoite eyes which swirl in a chaotic blend of cool violets. Faint whirring noises can be heard from within its belly.

A gypsy shirt with an orchid alexadrite button

Designed to offer a flirtatious peek of the wearer's midriff, the cropped, off-the-shoulder shirt is crafted of the softest raw silk and stitched with intricately woven triquetras of multi-hued, metallic threads. Centered on the front of the gathered and ruffled grey shirt is a button fashioned from a highly polished orchid alexandrite. In the daylight, the orchid alexandrite (color changing gem) exhibits a vivid pink hue.

A starlight velvet gypsy skirt

Crafted to sway with any motion, the luxurious cloth of this full skirt consists of silk threads with diamond chips worked into them. When the light hits the fabric, the gem's reflection creates the illusion of glittering stars on a moonlit night across the surface. Cut to accentuate the hips, the contoured waistband is laced at the sides. Centered on the waistband is a black opal which is mounted in an elegant setting of platinum. The glittering jewel flashes with brilliant flecks of red and purple.

Some high-heeled grey leather boots with platinum-inlaid heels

The cuffs of the supple, calf length boots are turned down revealing the luxurious suede interior. Along the edge of the cuff and encircling the ankle are straps of matching leather, each of which is fastened with a buckle crafted of fine damascened platinum. Delicately inlaid into the back of each highly figured wyndewood heel is a single platinum quarter note inset with a tiny faceted amethyst.

Battle Cry

The unofficial official song of the assault on Basalt Isle

Battle Cry by Cythra Feralclaw

The Squire Notes were in,

The battle’s name was coined.

Survival chance was slim.

But the battle must be joined.

The youngsters then all sighed,

We don’t want to die.

Their tears the veteran’s spied.

It’s just their battle cry.

The empaths all prepared,

Triage was all planned.

They hoped that lives were spared.

On that island sand.

The empaths then all sighed.

They feared their friends would die.

They said, as they dried their eyes,

It’s just our battle cry.

The leader he was bold,

The fighters all had said.

The legends would be told

Of the warriors lying dead.

His fear was not denied

Saying as he wiped his eyes,

I’m not going to lie,

It’s just my battle cry.

My top notch battle cry.