Welcome to Gaia! ::

Information

Name: Shrilyn Auvryani
Meaning: "Silent Assassin" - "Blood of the Widow"
Hometown: Llurth'Dreir
Age: 75
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 160 lbs
Hair Color: Cream
Eye Color: Amber
Skin Color: Back with grey shading
Weapon: Bow and Arrow

Personality: Shri takes her position as an archer very seriously. Too seriosly some say. She practices for hours at a time, in all areas of archery. Should she make a mistake she demands punishment from her instructors. But not all are willing to give it. If it is not harsh enough in her mind, she will punish herself even more in the form of self-whippings, starvation, or even harder training. She sees her weapons like her children, even talking to them as if they were alive. She can always be found cleaning or preping her weapons and also at the practice range. She always enjoys a good hunt, be it for food or for other drow.

Update: Shrilyn has recently made herself Matron of her house and thus she is now more serious. Her sole purpose now, other than serving the Spider Queen, is to raise the rank of her house.

History
Shri was born to the Head Matron of her house as the second daughter. Her older sister was a dedicated priestess to Lloth and her mother was constantly comparing the two. She constantly strived for her mother's attention by trying to be more perfect than her elder sibling. But Shri had no skill for magic so she was trained in the warrior arts instead of becoming a priestess. When the time came to choose their main weapon, she decided against the heavy axe or cutting sword. Instead she found the bow and arrow up to her perception of perfection.

Update: Shrilyn has graduated from Warrior School and has returned home. But that wasn't the only thing she had done. Just before her graduation she killed her sister, then waited for her mother to come after her. Once the Matron appeared, Shrilyn killed her outright and claimed the Matronship for herself. Now she is trying to form an alliance with a higher ranking house to increase her own house's standing.

Likes
Hunting
Practicing
Cleaning her weapons
Finding new componants to make her weapons better
Making sure the best weapons are produced by her house.

Dislikes
Laziness
Doing things half way
People thinking less of her because of her weapon

Hates
Anyone who is not a follower of Lloth
Not being perfect
Cocky males

House Status: The House of Auvryani is not a very high ranking house. They are more known for their amazing blacksmiths. They are well known for making some of the most deadly and destructive blades in area. More than once a higher house has attempted to take it over, to gain the smithing skills of their males, but each time they are swept back by the small yet powerful warriors that guard the house.

Until now, her house has been kept at a lower rank due to the ineptitude of the matron. But now that Shrilyn has taken over, she already has plans to raise her house's standing and make the Auvryani a household name for weaponry and metalsmithing.

introduction||information|interactions|friends and acquaintances|growth progress|miscellaneous

Drow In Her Life

Family
Alakune (killed by Shrilyn)- Shri's older sister and the Matron's favorite. She is a priestess-in-training to the Goddess and loves to rub her position in her younger sister's face. They are the only girls of the eight children of their mother. Shri hates her sister with an undieing passion but never shows it outwardly.

Gel'driira (killed by Shrilyn)- Shri's mother. She is overly proud for someone coming from such a low ranking house but many come to her for the mercenaries train in there. All weapons are hand made and deadly. She sees her eldest daughter as a ticket to a higher rank. She sees her second daughter with contempt as she has no magic skill. Shri hates her mother as well and is constantly abused by her.

Younger Unamed brother - Shrilyn keeps this male close to her and constantly makes sure he is well taken care off. He is the only male allowed free reign in the house.

Friends
None yet

Acquaintances
Baen'duis, Valyrr - An interesting male. He comes from a house known for their worshop the goddess. It is unconventional, but his house's training will help me achieve my goal of perfection.

Baen'Duis, Shrisin - The sister of Valyrr. She and I have begun a correspondance that will lead to great things for both our houses.

introduction||information|interactions|friends and acquaintances|growth progress|miscellaneous

Miscellaneous

Bow and Arrows
Shrilyn uses specially made arrows in her attacks. They are tailed with the blackest feathers from the high soaring birds. Shri says this gives them the silence they need and the need to seak out the dead or soon to be dead. Their wood is painted black for maximum stealth. The tips themselves are made by her own house and are serated for real fun. They can dig into flesh the more someone tries to pull it out. The bow is made of a strudy wood with a strong string. She keeps it well oiled and tightened to the proper strength.

Abilities
Shrilyn is an accomplished archer despite her own perception of her skill. She can fire rapidly at her target or take her time for a true death strike. Some say she can even shoot with her eyes closed, merely listening for the heart of her victim then shooting at it. But no one has seen her do this

introduction||information|interactions|friends and acquaintances|growth progress|miscellaneous

Now she was inside, hiding from those walking past. She would stick out like a sore thumb in this place if she were seen. While she was no assassin she was quite good and walking quietly. Archers had to move quickly and silently to get into proper position. The hand to hand warriors would help with destraction but she didn't have anything like that. Nor did she have any idea where her sister was. But she knew where she could find her eventually. The black clad female crept to the dormatories where the trainee's slept. It was empty right now, as it should be with all the females practicing their art. While this may not be the best place, for distraction and witnesses were a big possibility, Shrilyn had taken percaution to make sure she would not be seen. She didn't want to be found out......yet.

All the dorms were four bedded rooms, each with their own dresser for their stuff. Shrilyn found the perfect place to wait for her sister, whom she knew would be coming up sooner or later. From her informants she knew her sister had a habit of skipping out of class early. Now it was a waiting game. Waiting for that b***h to show her egotistical face. For so many years Shrilyn had endured the physical and emotional pain of her sister's teasing and abuse. How this woman became a priestess she would never know, she suspected their mother bribed someone higher up with a lot of money and a few good blades. But now.....to wait....

The news had spread, a priestess-in-training had been killed in her own room. The whole school had suddenly locked down but Shrilyn had already left by the time her sister's body had been found. The local town was in an uproar. How could an assassin get into the school and kill a female in her own room? Would there be more killed? Was it a plot by nonlloth worshippers? So many questions and no answers. All that was left at the scene was the arrow that was sticking out of her chest. It looked custom made so they were hoping they could figure out who made it. Word had already been sent to her mother, it would take her a few days to get there.

The moment her mother saw the arrow she would know exactly what happened. And that was part of the plan. Shrilyn had to leave, she had to get back to school to get ready for the next part of her plan. She took the quickest caravan back to her school and began to prepare. The murder of the priestess in training had already spread back to her school and everyone was curious as to what happen. Everyone had an idea or a theroy, from the elder warriors saying it was an assassin while the younger recruits spun great tales of secret cults.

Lyn looked over her notes from the informant. Her mother had come in with a flurry of anger and disbelief. Upon seeing her daughter pinned to the wall she had flew into a rage, demanding answers from everyone in the room. The elder priestesses had attempted to calm her down but there was no end to her fury until it had been spent. Once she had spent her anger she examined her daughter. There were no wounds, meaning her daughter hadn't fought against someone physically. Lyn had made sure not to touch her sister, out of sheer disgust of her and it would leave to many tell-tale signs to those she didn't want knowning about the killer.

The priestess said there was a magical resedue around the area, meaning the priestess trainee had at least gotten of a spell before being killed. Well, that wasn't quite true. The sheer shock that Lyn had come to kill her revealed the true side of Aur, a cowrad. She fumbled through a spell, barely making it strong enough to cause any harm to Lyn before she fired her fatal shot. The spell's pain had barely registered against her skin, having made it acustom to lots of pain. Once the female was removed from the wall, her mother had demanded the arrow from her body. Everyone seemed confused by such a thing at first but her mother continued to insist. Lyn knew this was the first inkling that her mother knew who might have done this.

As the arrow was handed to her mother, she could almost see her eyes narrowing. The blade was a trademark of their house and specifically to Lyn's brand of arrows. Lyn had been nervous that her mother would reveal whom she knew the killer to be and the whole school would come down on her. But her mother's pride won out in the end, like she had expected, and she had remained silent. In fact, she gave a quick direction as to where to send her dead daughter's body then immediately left the school without another word. So, her mother was on her way to the warrior school. And so another mark in her plan was made.

Shrilyn stared back at her mother while the elder glared daggers at the last remaining female of her house. The atmosphere was tense as both parties sized each other up. They both knew more blood would shed this day, but who would be the one to walk out of this room? The elder spoke first.

"I should have known you would resort to such tactics to ensure the destruction of our house. You have surely brought down Lloth's vengence upon yourself for your crime."

Shrilyn sighed, her mother always did this. Thinking she really knew what Lloth wanted. She had a great suspision that her mother had lost touch with Lloth many years ago. "Why mother, how can you say I have commited any crime agianst Lloth? I am a warrior for her cause."

"You are a warrior for your own cause! And you have brought death down on yourself for the death of your sister! She was to inherit our houes, and I will not allow you to take her place! The house will die with my own death and you shall be cast into the streets like the disgrace you are!" She spat anger at her daughter, the one she barely cared for if at all.

"What evidence do you have that I killed her? You are just quick to judge me because of your disappointment in me." Now for her plan to fall into place, but this part was dangerous. She couldn't gaurentee that it would work, this was all up to her skills and Lloth's blessing.

The elder threw down the cloth covered object at Lyn's feet. She picked it up to reveal the arrow that had ended her sister's life. She smiled softly at the memory, but that only seemed to enrage her mother. "Your face admits to your crime! You made a very big mistake leaving your custom arrow in her. It sealed your fate!"

Shrilyn's smile only got bigger, "Mistake? Mother, if you listened to my instructors, you know I work very hard to never make a mistake. And this arrow was no mistake."

Suddenly her mother became quiet, the thought process moving quickly. Lyn knew she could identify the arrow, and by her own admission she left it there on purpose. But then Lyn would know she would come to take her reven.....then it hit her. Shrilyn could see it in her eyes. "You wouldn't dare!!!! You...You...Lloth's will is with me!!!" The female held up her hands, ready to cast a spell.

"You lost touch with Lloth a long time ago mother. I'm sure she can tell you when herself." It was quick, sudden, and on target. The arrow in her hand me the bow in her other and it was all over. No spell was cast and no sound was made. The same arrow that struck down her sister now struck down her mother. Lyn walked over to the still body. "I will take care of the house the way Lloth really wanted it."

With that she walked out of the room and on to her graduation. The body would later be discovered, Shrilyn admitting to it and instructing that it be delievered to her house. Now that she was out of school, it was time to return home.