Revna Andreassen

*Page Status: Accepted Canon*

Revna Andreassen is the current Seer for the Klan ór owlrinn. She is the daughter of Yamaha and Frida Andreassen.

## Appearance

She stands at a small 5'2, and she is twenty-four (24) years of age.

She has long light pink hair that she wears into two long braids. She is rarely seen with it down. Her love of the wilderness will always remain, so in order to forever hold a piece of her childhood, she wears a vine crown around her head. Her eyes are as white as the fresh fallen snow, however, she never shows them. She wears a dark colored cloth around her eyes at all times, often fiddling with the knot when she is unsure of something. She wears a brown dress, at the waist it divides into a blue skirt. Wrapped around her waist, is a red cloth that she had torn off of her blanket at her original home. She wears a dark purple lipstick, and her fingernails are the same color.

She has two scars from different times. One scar goes across the bridge of her nose that is somewhat visible, and a big scar going the length of her chest. A small section of it peeks out from the top of her dress, though most of it is covered.

## Personality

Though she can no longer see the beauty of the world around her, she still remains as poised as she was as a child. She gives off a calming aura, and an almost... disturbing peace to anyone she comes across. She is the mediator of people, settling conflicts that range from minor bickerings to court trials. She is not fond of war, and will refuse to partake in it if war does arise.

Though she may seem vulnerable and weak, don't underestimate the powers she possesses. Especially when she is upset. When angered, she throws objects, however, she does not move. The area behind her blindfold smokes, making you think her eyes are burning, however, the cloth remains unscathed.

When she cries, the blindfold does not dampen, but you can see the tears of red stream down her face. She cannot figure out the reason behind this, nor will she ever know what it looks like.

## Early Life

Yamaha and Frida Andreassen being past warriors in the community of The Vílið, they decided to retreat due to miscommunications within the area. The parents decided to settle down off of the continent of Forsvar, residing in a neighboring continent, in a small town called Glencheur. They had one daughter, and they had named her Revna Andreassen. She was well educated, and loved by many for her sweet, and quiet personality. She always had read books in her free time. She was pursued by many men, and even women. However, she had always turned them down, for she did not believe she needed another person in her life.

Gifted with the beauty of her mother, and the quiet yet intelligent mind of her father, Revna always spent the majority of the daylight roaming the fields and exploring the wilderness. She had become friends with the animals. Spending her days capturing new species of bugs, running with the rabbits, and sleeping up in trees for days on end.

### Whispers

However, from the day where she was able to speak coherent sentences, there were always whispers in the back of her mind. Whispers, that told her of future endeavors to come. She could not explain the reasoning behind these whispers, however, she had learned to trust them when coming of age. These voices continued to push her to enjoy, and worship nature, to never let it die under her fingertips.

Come the following years when Revna was just shy of seventeen years of age, the voices in her head told her to learn to meditate. Trusting these voices, she had kneeled in front of a large oak tree. She lit the small candles she had created from the resources of the wild, and placed an apple in the middle as an offering to the voices that led her on her life. The voices accepted these offerings, however, she had then fell asleep not just a few moments later, never knowing she would never wake up again.

Her world was black, but she could still move, and these voices in her head she had come to find out, we're the ancient gods of the past. The words these gods spoke to her were very clear. The pictures she could see of the future of people she came across, were as vivid as a lucid dream. She could see the deaths of people she spoke to, and she was then pictured as an enemy, and a curse upon those who would cross her path. Hoping to keep her identity concealed, she had wrapped a long piece of cloth around her eyes, protecting them from other civilians she came across. Remaining with her calm aura, the gods had told her to leave this land, bringing her to the Ancestral Lands of Forsvar.

## Arrival in Forsvar and the Union of the Klan ór Owlrinn

### Arrival in Forsvar

Wandering the plains for multiple days and weeks, she had felt the present of more gods, them telling her she had arrived in Forsvar. Clearly wiped from her long journey, the gods had guided her to a small tavern. Feeling the refreshing presence of a new territory, she had finally relaxed for the first time in ages.

### The Creation of Klan ór Owlrinn

Upon her arrival though, she had felt the presence of two individuals who go by the name of Wulfgar Hellström and Astrid Hellström. She had learned of their past, and the information that they were indeed siblings. The two siblings invited her to join their clan and keep her safe, as long as she was willing to give the words of the gods to them, and their people.

She agreed, with slight hesitation.