Ylva Littleroot

"Sure i miss home..
..but i'd be not wont to see so much more..!"

Crystal || Mateus


"..Tis 'nuff about myself- tell me about you..!"


Basic Info

Name - Ylva <ill-vuh> Littleroot
Race - Hyur - Midlander
Age - 25
Gender - Female
Height: - 5"4
Weight: - 131 lbs // 59 kg
Orientation - Figuring things out.
Personality
+ Outgoing + compassionate + inquisitive
- stubborn - naive - impetuous


"..I oft' find myself troubled to write and even blink for fear of missing something newer than the last..!"


Back story

Humble Beginnings

Ylva's past was never grandiose like the tales woven afar. She led a simple life as a fisherman's daughter; Spending her days with a fishing rod by the river, or a broom stuck at home. A content, peaceful life for most.. but for Ylva? A dullard lifestyle that held her from something she felt could be.. greater.

The culprit of her wandering whims was to the fault of her grandmother. Ardyth. An aged woman who spun tales of her youth as an adventurer. She spoke of larger pastures of both land and sea beyond the Twelveswoods, and of great beasts and the myriad folk who lived amongst them. It was only after the loss of her husband and the birth of their children did her grandmother decide to settle.. but in her stories grew a fire within Ylva.

Much to the discontent of her own parents - who sheltered her in favor of her safety and a quiet life - Ylva took earnest steps to see the world she yearned for. She bought books from traders who passed by, and ventured an extra malm away in secret for every year she aged. It was only until the passing of her favorite grandmother that she decided to leave home. With Ardyths' old bow, a journal, and a rod to remind her of home, she set out into the world with aimless wonder.

It was Ylva's turn to spin tales of her own.


( Made with Carrd )