Avvar has a minion!

Frostback the Frozen Matter

The danger in the wood is not what you’d think,
There’s monsters and magic but they’re not what they seem,
They’re less of a threat given proper respect,
No, the real danger here is the land, we forget.

The water we drink —
Can become icy and jagged,
Impossible to tell ice’s thickness from a glance,
The water below is a chilling reminder
That in the race against time there are no survivors.
But cold ice's wrath isn't the only danger here,
Even a swift moving creek holds danger, I fear,
When wading in, be sure your footing is firm,
Or current will take you, no matter how learned.

Then maybe the forest, is safe, perhaps you might deem —
But don’t forget to watch your footing,
The roots grow wild and can be treacherous.
And sometimes, I fear, looks can be deceiving.
Did I come this way, or was it the left?
Always mark your way home your way so you don’t forget,
The forest has claimed many victims who’d lost their way in a fret.

Those mountains, so majestic that we stop to reflect —
The mountains are old, and they’ve seen their share of wear,
They’ve taken out those that are the most comfortable there.
Weather changes swiftly the higher you go,
And you don't want to risk a tumble to the rocks down below.

Remember not to fear the land,
We need it to survive.
We are strong and we are Avvar,
This is where we live our lives.
But remember to give the ground you walk the respect it is due,
It has been here longer than and will be here long after you.

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Art by palepinkycat on Tumblr.

Name

Erna Swift-Form

Affiliation

Avvar, Emberhold

Job

Scout, Mage, Forest Guide, Oracle (of sorts)

Special Abilities

Can shapeshift into any animal at will, has a very deep connection to the Frostback Mountains and is very in-tune with the spirits, animals, and land there.
Erna is... An oddity to say the least. Even in a line of powerful shapeshifters. To be frank, she shouldn't exist. Her mother should still be alive, but she's not. Lilja wanted nothing more than to have a daughter, but incapable of having children of her own and stricken by grief after feeling that Rilla (the Avvar goddess of the Fireside) had turned her back on her, she sought out other assistance. She ventured down the mountain to the Wending Wood and sought Uvolla, a god shrouded in mystery, even to her. Who granted her wish, making it clear that her having this child... His child, meant that she would die an early death, but she would get some years with her daughter before she went. This was the secret of Erna's birth. Known only by three alive today, and not even known by Erna herself... Although, she could probably guess as much.

Erna was always a bright girl, who showed signs of her magic from a very early age. Often shifting freely from form to from to help her complete her chores or avoid attention when she didn't wish to draw it. She cared for her mother as best she could, but knew when she was young that her mother's condition was slipping. When her mother passed, Erna stayed in the house she'd been raised in, she was a child of the Hold at that point, a number of the other adults in the village took to seeing she was well taken care of. Though, she was a fairly independent child and often took care of herself. She and her closest friend, Ingrid (who belongs to Wilvarin_nz) often looked after some of the younger kids in the Hold, Erna's cousin and Ingrid's siblings included.

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