Glaciella

== Overview ==
Glaciella is a Merfolk woman dwelling around Lynarith, in the Ischanori Empire. She's a bit on the shy side, avoiding much of what her neighbouring humans would call "daily interaction". Glaciella instead stays in large ponds or rivers nearby to settlements, intrigued by the familiar coexistence humans share and somewhat longing for that same connection, she watches in envy and solitude. The Lynari know of Glaciella's pretense, perceived harshly as either some lesser critter skulking amongst their camp or prey, existing only until their food source gets low. However her life plays out, let's hope she contributes more than a hearty meal :3
== History ==
Far reaching and intimidating are the waters of Abexilas, amongst the abyssal seas tucked away far from the prying gaze of man, lies the Merfolk clans and kingdoms of the deep. Such a community is far more unified, more coexisting than the petty feuds of human kingdoms. Such a communal existence is exactly what scares the timid Glaciella, the thought of being approached every waking hour, ripped from her own individuality to commit to a life of shared goal and appreciation, terrified her to the point of an exodus from all that she knows, into a life more lonely and peaceful than she had ever known. That in mind, does one ever truly escape that which forms the embodiment of their existance? Such interpretations are to be observed and written down as Glaciella's journey through the rivers of life, flow.
Ignorance of motion, a term Glaciella used to describe how she left so seamlessly. You see when hundreds of Merfolk all contribute to the same community, choosing a different path, swimming outside the city bounds wasn't noticed. Approaching the edge of town? Probably visiting someone, Approaching the border walls? Probably delivering supplies to the soldiers, leaving the city territory? Probably hunting for your family. The other Merfolk didnt comprehend Glaciella was gone until the ripples of her path were long faded into the currents of the vast ocean. 
Alone at last, Glaciella swam up to the top of a coral reef, higher up than she had ever been. Golden rays of sun pierced through the shallow waters like an ascendance of warmth and comfort, almost pulling on her to surface and leave the familiar trends of the blue depths. In blissful silence she leaned back, just floating comfortably in the warm suns embrace, more at peace than she had ever been "this is a life worth living" she thought, soaking in her solace of this new life she forged anew. 
This peaceful state was then abruptly interrupted by a wooden object clunking Glaciella over the head! "What in the deep was that?!" she muttered, quickly plunging in fear lower into the ocean. After the ripples of the water settled she surfaced to peer out of the water, hoping to catch a glimpse at whatever bonked her up side the head. What she found instead was very different. 
== Beginning ==
From the moment her aquamarine locks of hair sprung from the harsh eastern sea, Glaciella knew she had passed from one life and entered another. Out from the sea, a rocky cliffside and cavernous coves line the horizon, like the ocean shelf she left behind. Yet the coastline wasn't quiet or solitary, large vessels of which Glaciella was only told of in scary stories as a calf "wow, what world did I stumble upon now?" she whispered as she drifted up towards one. As she swam below one of the vessels she said hello to the school of fish hanging out in some strange weaved ball stuck to the vessel, they yelled back but the echoing burst of cries was incomprehensible all at once. Glaciella continued on, not paying much attention to the school of fish until she saw another in the same specie of weaved plant hoisted up from the water with the fish in it! "What the-" Glaciella realised this was no plant but some awful contraption the foreigners had created, it was kidnapping entire schools of fish. What awful contraptions was she floating into! She had to leave, and quickly, in a panicked moment she bolted through the shallow waters and on through a channel into a quieter sea.
Glaciella came across another Foreign vessel but this one seemed more inviting, it had some small flashy fish shaped object attached to a thread, perhaps some kind of toy or totem? She swam up to grab it but cut her finger on some small barb running along the bottom of it. The man on the vessel must of wanted his toy back because immediately after he yanked the toy from the water back into the boat "Fine keep your toy, its a little spikey for me anyway" she muttered, swimming to the sandy beaches along the shore. Perhaps these people will be nicer than the last ones.
As she walked up from the shore a dryskin farther along the beach yelled "What in Thuggius' name is that thing! Where's my axe?!". Unsure what an axe was or who Thugguis was she simply nodded at the man and continued to walk inland until she found a small pond nestled into a valley, "this seems like a comfy spot to rest for the day, I'll stay here and see what tomorrow brings" Glaciella then curled up on the warm sands mostly burrowed in the murkey mud as to not be disturbed from any other mysteries of this foreign land of dryskins and dangers.
Category:Characters
Category:Ischanor
Category:Lynarith
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