NAME: Quicksilver
OTHER NAMES: called Berry in childhood; gained the name Quicksilver
in
adolescence
SOUL NAME: Frespr
GENDER: male
RACE: elven
STATUS: alive
ORIGIN: Great Water Holt, spring HNH -2
HOUSEHOLD: Raised at Greenwillow, now resides at Foxlair
HAIR: blue-black, rather wavy, thick and full; fluffy bangs, hair falls
unevenly to hips in back, occasionally wears long thin braids
EYES: silver-grey
SKIN: tanned
HEIGHT: 4'1"
BUILD: slender, muscular, wiry
VOICE: mid-range; pleasant but generally unremarkable, casual speech
patterns
MISCELLANEOUS DESCRIPTION: turned up nose, squarish jaw, long-fingered
hands
PARENTS: Dove (mother), Raventongue (father)
SIBLINGS: Snowflower (half-sister by Dove), Wasp (half-brother by Dove),
Twilight (half-sister by Raventongue)
OTHER RELATIVES: none at New Hope; cousin Windrunner is chieftain at
GWH;
Arteuran (grandfather), Firesong (aunt), Ghostdancer (uncle); another
aunt
and uncle on his father's side are deceased.
CURRENT MATE:
PREVIOUS MATES: various/open
CHILDREN: none
SOUL NAMES KNOWN: none
CLOSEST FRIENDS: Frodis, Midnight
TALENT: sending
SKILLS: Veterinarian. General survival/living skills
HOBBIES: changeable: at various times - collecting rocks, leaves, bugs,
small reptiles, etc.; cooking, handweaving, whittling/carving (ivory, stone,
wood, coral...whatever), braiding, weaving, beading, cording (prefers to
work with hair or manes/tails, but also makes hair ornaments, jewelry,
etc. from leather thongs, hair, cord, etc.) whittling, beekeeping,
underwater basketweaving, you name it he's probably at least tried
it. Dancing. Flirting.
WEAPONS: belt knife, bow
PETS: tends to be adopted by some furkit hanging around the stables,
who sometimes follows him into the household and takes up residence in
his room; generally has a favored horse
CLOTHING: Prefers real or pseudo-animal prints, often dyed in very
un-animal-like colors. Likes fringe in reasonable amounts. Occasionally
wears headbands. Prefers breeches tucked into knee boots. A poncho, cloak
or cape for bad weather. Tops vary. Proud of his body and dresses to show
it off, though not to the extent of some members of his family
JEWELRY: Onyx choker inset with a piece of crystal
SPECIAL POSSESSIONS: TBD
OTHER INFORMATION:
Quicksilver possesses an innate restlessness and likes to keep busy,
preferably at an activity that is both physical and mental. Prone to cabin
fever when forced to be indoors for a long period of time. Rather independent.
In his childhood tended to tear around getting into everything, completely
unmindful that these were people who would worry if he didn't return from
who knows where in time for dinner. A keen intelligence and boundless
curiosity were the driving forces behind his endless collections. Any thing,
being, or task that caught his attention
could be the object of his intense study for moons at a time. Has been
known to lose interest abruptly when a new obsession comes along.
Probably the most easygoing member of his extended family.
Aquarians basically possess strong and attractive personalities. Exuberant, lively and exhibitionist, often hiding the depth of his character under a cloak of frivolity. A champion of truth, able to see the validity of an argument he doesn't happen to agree with and honest enough to change his opinion if convinced he has been mistaken. Strongly experimental by nature, a quick learner, versatile and capable.
Has a wide variety of acquaintances and very few close friends; rarely lets people in close enough to see more than the most superficial side of him.
A romantic and a serial monogamist, generally interested only in
opposite-sex liaisons. Was in his adolescence when his kid sister Snowflower
first tagged him with "the hated nickname," i.e. "the High Ones'
personal gift to female elfkind." **It's a wonder I can get a female to
speak to me!**
His current lover is frequently his current obsession, and he'll be madly in love with her for the duration of the relationship, be it a few eightdays or several moons. There has never been anyone so perfect, so wonderful, so right for him than her. A female who has piqued his interest can typically convince him to take a roll in the sheets with little resistance. Also relatively easy to seduce at parties, once he's eaten, danced, relaxed a little... Although he has something of a reputation as a skirtchaser, he tends, particularly in the beginning, to be more interested in getting to know females through conversation and sharing in social activities than immediate physical seduction.
A keen reader of body language. Can rarely be successfully lied to or tricked. Gauges others' moods and thoughts well enough to avoid riling them, and so is known as easy to get along with.
Lives in a single room at Foxlair due to the tendency of people callling
him out of it at all hours of the day or night for a horse foaling; occasionally
has a young, single human male between the age of sixteen and early twenties
for a roommate. These men eventually tend to get married and move out,
however. Color scheme is blue/grey/cream, though the proportion
and intensities of each color varies at times. Bed is about the size
of a double, covered in linen bedding in warm weather, leather and furs
layered on top in cold weather. Splurged once upon a time on custom made
silver-grey silk sheets, and has a silver fox coverlet to match. The bedding
is his own and not household supply. Has a press next to his bed for the
bedding, and a larger, double-sized press on the side wall for clothing.
The far wall has floor to ceiling shelves for whatever his current collection
is and a few specials from previous collections. Dyed
sheepskin rug on the floor in front of his bed. Washstand with basin,
pitcher and towels in corner. Towels are household supply. Room is impressively
neat.
HISTORY:
Born in Recognition to Raventongue and Dove at Great Water Holt two
years prior to the founding. of New Hope, he's the spitting image of his
father and paternal grandfather. Grew up at New Hope, which shaped his
life far more than his brief life at Great Water. Completely at ease with
humans and strangers, very content with his rather pastoral existence and
very absorbed with the care of animals.
From a very young age Quicksilver was trained in basic survival skills, and thus can hunt, prepare peltries, locate, gather and cook food plants, make clothing, find shelter and defend himself, all with an average degree of competency.
Always wanted to be a healer like his mother and a herder like his father. Eventually combined the two desires by becoming a veterinarian, one of the few hobbies which he never tired of. He's always been very good with animals and is frequently seen with a furkit or two commandeering his lap. Dogs trot at his heels, horses gentle more easily under his hand, even the occasional wild animal will hold still while he administers to their ills... there's nothing magical about it, he just has an affinity for beasts, and a patient and soothing manner.
Quicksilver deeply resented Hidden Valley's strongarm tactics in invading
his home and bending New Hope to their will. He had a feud with Windstorm
the whole time the settlement was "occupied," and had his own personal
revenge and revolt all planned when New Hope finally fought them off.