<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i63.tinypic.com/23pg61.jpg)</div>Name: Freya Erling<br/>Age: 23<br/>Gender: Female<br/>Height: 5'4"<br/>Weight: 120<br/>Hair Color: Auburn<br/>Eye Color: Green<br/>Occupation: Sheep Farmer<br/><br/>Written Description: Freya may be small but she is surprisingly strong, having done physical labor her entire life. Her wavy auburn hair falls just below her shoulders and makes her green eyes pop in contrast. Freya’s porcelain skin is sprinkled with freckles, and her rose red lips are often curled into a smile. Not a classic beauty, but her lust for life shines through.<br/><br/>Personality: Freya has a good heart. She is fun-loving and compassionate. In her eyes, each day she wakes up is a blessing. Determined and resilient, Freya is someone who stands up for what’s right, having a soft spot for the underdog. She does not like bullying, and will make that perfectly clear. Pride is her deadly sin: she hates to appear weak or vulnerable, or to ask for help. Freya has immense respect for Mother Nature, and often gives thanks to the land for all it provides. A nurturing soul with a fiery passion for life, Freya proves that strength can come in small packages.<br/><br/>Likes: Climbing, shooting a bow, animals, Nature.<br/>Dislikes: Bullies, arrogance, cruelty, “woman’s work”.<br/><br/>Background: Freya is the daughter of a sheep farmer. She grew up tending to the herd with her twin brother Odinn. Freya was climbing things before she could walk; it’s her favorite past time. Her main job on the farm is to climb high into the trees surrounding the pasture, keeping an eye out for wolves, alerting her brother with a special bird call when she spotted one. Her family would joke that she was a cat in a past life because of her impeccable balance – and the fact that she *almost* always lands on her feet. As she got older, Freya was expected to take on womanly duties around the house, which she hated, while her brother learned hand to hand combat, how to wield a sword, and shoot an arrow. Freya begged for Odinn to teach her. Not having the heart to say no to his sister, whom he is very close to, he obliged. The two would sneak out in the middle of the night and Odinn would teach Freya all he had learned. She caught on quickly, taking a special interest in the bow. Freya practiced every chance she could, surpassing her brother with her keen eye that hit just about any target, even at far distances. Her less than ladylike demeanor has led to few suitors, and any who were interested, Freya would scare off. Most men weren’t fond of a woman who could shoot an arrow better than them. She currently lives in a cabin on her father’s land, and is in charge of the herd, under her father’s guidance. Her brother is married and has two children, though Freya knows deep down he isn’t interested in women. He had felt it was his duty to produce an heir while his father was still alive, and he was scared of others finding out his true nature, so he wed early. He works on the farm as well, but is more interested in poetry and literature. Before the village had been turned to stone, Freya’s father – deciding she was getting too old to be without a husband – promised her to a much older widow. She was prepared to run away if she was forced to go through with it.<br/><br/><br/>Inventory: A bow and a quiver of arrows, a large multi-purpose knife for hunting/fishing/shearing sheep, and a small knife used for whittling wood.<br/><br/>Quintessence: TBD<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i67.tinypic.com/b8k7m1.jpg)</div>Companion: When Freya turned 18, she found a female red tail hawk with a broken wing in the pasture. She nursed it back to health and released it into the wild, admiring the effortless soaring of the magnificent creature. The hawk, however, would not leave Freya, returning to her each time she let it go. She named the hawk “Vinda” which means “wind”. The pair hunt together and hang out in trees often.<br/>