Profile created for gorean role play. 

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I am a woman, a free woman.

My name is Kyrielle, Lady Kyrielle to be precise.

My Caste is Scribe.

My Home Stone is Ven'dara.

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Upon becoming a citizen of Ven'dara I purchased the old vineyards and winery. Long neglected it is now flourishing again. Both the vineyard and winery are completely off limits to visitors. Some just aren't happy unless they are destroying things that are precious to those who own the " things", scattering them  to the winds that blow over the peaks of the mountains. So. Problem solved : guards are stationed there night and day and are not shy in the slightest when it comes to  putting  an arrow through the heart of any and all trespassers. I don't care what your caste is or isn't, trespassing is trespassing no matter how you color it. 

 Some years later I acted on a long time interest in owning  the original Scribe home facing Javylynn park square,  unoccupied for years and years .  I've had it renovated for today's needs by converting a series of chaotic small rooms  to a single  living room/ study/ office. It is now very serene, and lovely.

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Co - founder of " The Sisters of Benevolent Mayhem". And we danced.

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Home in the  Voltai Mountains ......

 East of the Thassa, west of the winds .... there, at the headwaters of the Upper Fayeen river, are my lands,  my home where I was born. My property an exact 100 pasang square, extending well past the foothills to the Voltai mountains peaks. It has been in my family for more years than anyone can count. My home and lands are protected from trespassers by the Anasazi tribe who live just downriver.

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It is said the quill is mightier than the sword. I have both.

My weapons :

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Quills, ink & parchment. 

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  A  silver Koftgari hilted bidi sword, 32 inches in total, the blade length 26 inches, was crafted for me a long time ago.  The only difference between my sword and those who wield various other kinds and designs is that mine is much lighter weight and very feminine.  Cartouches are etched on both sides of the blade.  A silver scabbard envelopes the blade, and there it rests, nesting snuggly down the center of my back. Always.

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