Does the sea not call to you as it does to me?
INFORMATION
The nitty gritty basics on everything there is to know about the ditsy dwelf.
HISTORY
Curious about the her origin, past adventures, or even homeland? Then this is the place to check out.
CONNECTIONS
Here are the characters and companions Dhara has encountered on her journeys.
Personality Snapshot:
Arc One : Compassionate — Naive — Hopeless Romantic
Arc Two: Reserved — Cautious — Unpredicatable
• Name: Dhara Veryn
• Title(s): Ditsy Dwelf, TBD
• Age: 25
• Height: 4'1
• Gender: Female
• Pronouns: She/Her
• Species: Dwelf (half dwarf, half elf)
• Orientation: Pansexual
• Location: Khrotova/Nomadic
• Likes/Dislikes: To be added in separate aesthetic.
• Specialties: Dwarven machinery/tinkering, glyph making, and runic magick/inscriptions
Just take a look at this sweet bean, her official body reference and wardrobe will be added soon.
Dharas look tends to vary between arcs, but for the most part certain things remain the same; like the spiral tattoo adorned accrosst' her forehead and even her height.But for arc one when she is among dwarven company, chocolate tresses are long and loc'd; embellished by golden cuffs and beadlets — typical fashion for dwarven royalty.Now arc two, Dhara is forced into a shorter pixied cut when at the mercy of the elven people — this was also their way to continue their condemning of Khrotovas' beliefs; for to them, long hair is sacred.Also another new and noticeable thing in arc two is Dhara's now duo different colored eyes. Wounded by a piece of shrapnel during the genocidal war, in her left eye she is now going blind. Whether in arc three she is completely lost of sight entirely is yet to be determined—but most likely.Now arc three is in the works, and I can say she won't be sporting either blue or green: and while her body seems to be a pure canvas of perfection now — tattooing will take over very soon.
While one may've thought the dwelf to be proportioned quite oddly given the rarity of her specie, surprisingly her stature holds little hindrance to the natural curve and volume of her body. While her legs may be shorter, in other areas she is fuller, as well as plentiful in areas that are expected to be soft and supple.
How does one distinguish true love from infatuation? Curiosity from fantasy? None can tell the tests of time, so is love simply a choice or a bond fated for a lifetime? Whatever tale you’ve been told, be it a great feat within battle or simple gestures of an irresponsible if not seemingly impossible pursuit; I can attest — that the birth of a dwelf is indeed true.Abhorred is it not? Or is absurd more fitting given that this blended baby stems from opposite ethnicities entirely. And no, the spectrum of one's skin is not the bother, but in fact that two bred to hate one another could somehow come together. Disregarding that both are of noble upbringings, the offspring of an elven father and dwarven mother is quite the oddity — dare I say, rarity.
Raised within the upper part of Khrotova where the city caters to the sea and mountainside, although Dhara is the direct descendant of the founding families thanks to her mother; she is shunned and cast aside for being a mixed breed — the first of her kind.With no easy life by the presence of others, Dhara's mother is also betrayed and sentenced to an unjust death leaving her throne temporarily empty. Tricked into traversing the undercity, her mother is held in contempt during plague time; trapped among the sick and desperate. During this time Dhara is forcibly exiled from Khrotova with no way of helping her mother escape. Luckily(or perhaps not) somehow, her mother represses deaths' hold on her — just for a little while. Dhara's maternal relative lost to all senses and slowly growing senile.At this point Dhara has no choice but to seek out the help from those who despise her, elves — trading dwarven machinery and secrets for aid but in the end this backfires and begins the destruction of her homeland.
Arc two is truly a test of time. When Dhara realizes what her desperation and desire to fit in has wrought, it's far too late — the elven people already taking up the surrounding lands of Khrotova. At first they intended to starve them out, but once coming to the notion that the dwarves were well stocked in supplying their own, the elves chose another course of action; patience and failure not being their strong suit.And although Dhara tried to warn her people that they had access to their own artillery, the undercity dwarves were stubborn and prepared for war —and even death. But before any actual blades could be crossed the elves launched a great weapon upon the mountain of Khrotova; causing a massive cave in. Instantly thousands of dwarves were killed, and those that weren't suffered greatly or turned into something different entirely.Those that the dwelf did manage to help escape, (majority women and children) were rounded up, taken, tortured, and tested upon - Dhara included. This is truly when arc two begins —
Founded by a trio of dwarven siblings who had been far too long separated by the ranges of the east and seas to the west. This fertile empire was named after the first words that left each other's mouths simultaneously - Khrotova! Meaning, beautiful iron; the abundance of natural resources embedded into the untouched mountainside was more than enough to upstart their joint kingdom and sustain them for centuries to come.This fabled terrain was rich with ore and obscure substances from the earth that boosted their forging technologies by ages. Such was a blessing and a curse in the discovery of what ebbing power truly lingered within the earthen halls and its confidential preservation from the outside world
The moral compass of the entirety of Khrotova varies greatly —While the undercity relies more on the old-harsher ways, it’s overrun with working class people barely having the means to get by let alone survive. Here you will find your typical drunkards and foul mouthed crews, your miners and blacksmiths; those clinging to rebellion and dwarven supremacy. It’s no place for one to travel alone, especially an outsider —While above, overlooking Beka (known as the mother) a seafoam green ocean graces them with serenity and newfound opportunities. The people that reside here are more at ease and open-minded, taking up hobbies such as fishing and tinkering (for trade).Since Dharas birth, although rare, some have even indulged in inter-racial mingling and breeding but mostly with humans resulting in halflings — something the dwarves of the undercity hate.But both hold great promise and for the most part work simultaneously to keep Khrotova flourishing and alive. While spirituality or politically they may differ, dwarves always have a knack for hosting grand celebrations and feasting; and their fight for life never fading.
𝓣𝓸𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓣𝓪𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷
; a dwarven phrase meaning one of two thingsone - holding onto a love (already existing or prior relationship)
& two - holding out for true love (to be hopeful for something only said to happen once in a lifetime.𝓩𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓻-𝓐𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷
; a dwarven word meaning golden fire.LORE EXTRA: This fire is paramount to dwarven forges, a secret commodity blessed by the old gods in aid of making supreme weaponry and armor. Without this and runic inscriptions, the highly sought mass market for dwarven ammunition and defense would greatly diminish — crippling their race and pacts of protection.𝓐𝓻𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓷
; a dwarven phrase meaning poisoned darknessLORE EXTRA:
It seemingly came from nowhere, this plague within Khrotova that attacks the senses and immune systems. Some say it's a toxic mineral embedded into the very structure of the mountain while others claim it's a curse.
Side effects vary from brittle bones to even blindness; but typically always resulting in death. A slow and agonizing torture for the dwarven people, that wipes out a majority of them.
𝓥𝓮𝓵𝓽𝓮𝓵
; a dwarven phrase meaning romance, courtship, social games and manners𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓪𝔃
; a dwarven phrase meaning bond or promise𝓐𝓶𝓻𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓮
; a dwarven phrase meaning my love𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓐𝓰𝓷𝓪𝓻
; a dwarven phrase meaning my mountain or my rock — my strength.
Purtle — The Turtle
After a near death experience by drowning as a child, Dharas father (an elven man bound to the sea) bestowed Purtle upon her as a life-long companion. But since Dhara feared the deeper part of the ocean and has a tough time swimming given her shorter stature, she enscribed runic symbols onto Purtles special shell to grant him speed and agility. So he too, could enjoy the adventures she partook on land.Everett — The Boar
Found among war time, Everett quickly became her best friend; broken and left behind like she, Dhara bestowed a new power of strength and growth upon him; his typical size amplifying tenfold. Everett in return granting Dhara a new sense of purpose and bravery.
