Player Info Played by Trena (updated 11-30-'08)

Personal Information   Current Name: Berrywine   Function in Tribe: Tanner, Jeweler, Brewer Previous Names: Blackberry (cubname)   Nickname: Stain Catcher Soul Name: Disa   Age: 908 Known by: Summersky (father, D), Tendril (mother, D), Buckgrace (recognized, D).   Sex: Female Appearance   Facial Features: Soft heart-shaped face with a small mouth always about to smile, and a pert nose. Eyes: Blue, wide, doesn’t see distance well. Hair: Black, very wavy, worn to her shoulders. Jagged bangs.   Build: Small, with wide hips and a little heavy on top.   Special Marks: None. Relatives & Friends   Parents: Father: Summersky (deceased)   Mother: Tendril (deceased) Other Relatives: Raven (son, deceased), Newmoon (son, alive), Redberry (sister, deceased), Flint (grandson, alive), Slyfox (grandson, alive), Starblaze (grandson, alive), Strangleweed (niece, alive), Greendream (cousin, alive)   Love/Lifemates: Buckgrace (lifemate, deceased) [1697-1815], Kearen (lovemate)   Friends and Foes: Taellin (best friend), Fireflash(friend), Kaeren (secret crush), Whisperleaf (best friend), Iceglare & Silhouette (teaching them to loosen up), Trueblade (needs a roll in the furs), Viper (very strange elf), Strangleweed (friend/cousin) Abilities Magic: Skills: Sending (average) Wolf Bonding (average) Crafting Carving Tanning Sewing Drinking Brewery Singing Dye Clothes & Posessions   Warm Clothes (Winter/Autumn): Bright colors, since she doesn’t need to stalk prey. A patterned pelt skirt and tight jacket/shirt with a hood. Woven gloves, boots, bright sash with leaf and vine patterns sewn on. Every year she decorates herself differently. Thin Clothes (Spring/Summer): Bright colors. During this time she throws on very light, woven skirts (purple, red, medium tones); sometimes in layers. Sleeve-less bodice or tanktop (yellow, bright blue, pinks, white, vivid and light tones). Half the time she has sleeves clasped on by armbands that goes an inch or two below her finger-tips. When working no sleeves but a hair kerchief.   Accessoires & Jewelry: Lots. She makes and experiments all the time. She only wears multiple small hoop earrings (metal, troll made) and a long beaded necklace with a carved deer medallion. Special Posessions: Necklace - a gift from Raven after the death of Buckgrace.   Weapons: Dagger   Preferred Weapon: Dagger   Character & History   Personality: She throws herself into relaxing, herself and others. While she’s a diligent tanner and jeweler she thinks she should help her tribemates relax. This involves dancing, flirting, playing games, and wine she brews from the dreamberries. A natural entertainer. She adjusts her approach to those she wants to help: lending a quiet ear for less social elves, dancing for more active, ect. Not to say she’s perfectly charming all the time. In many ways she’s selfish in wanting to be entertained too. Sticking her nose into other’s business is as natural as breathing. Voicing her opinion loudly and as often until she achieves her desired result: sometimes match-making lovemates or new adults into apprenticeship. There are moments she privately challenges the Chieftess’ decisions (having just enough sense to keep it between them). Never leaves the Holt and has no desire to hunt or fish. Only if many of the tribe head to the Falls will she go too. Her up-front display that seems impulsive hides her ability to keep other’s confidences. Some might believe she has no memory since she often acts as though it never happened (unless meddling, when she’ll pester them endlessly). She’s set her heart on Kearen, but keeps it very casual. The aloof pure-blood could so easily hurt her with his dreams of leaving for the stars that she refuses to admit to her crush. Only her ever-wise friend Taellin knows how deep she feels about him.   History: Berrywine loved her parents and sibling. Born with the cubname Blackberry for her hair she strove for attention, having dreams of become a strong plant-shaper like her mother. During her Soulname Search she was badly frightened: alone, nearly killed a few times, and came back to the tribe two moons later with grim vow to never repeat her experience. Although the tribe wandered Blackberry always kept to camp with those not hunting. For a time she was rather ill tempered (sulking, temper, ect) as the knowledge of her lack of magic deeply wounded her. She was without any idea on who she was, only who she wasn’t. For a decade she apprenticed with various duties – to the vexation of the more serious crafters who found her too flightly –until finally discovering some skill in sewing. Recognized with a tribemate she disliked and bore a son when she was 111 years. Raising a cub gave her another excuse to stay in camp, but in truth she didn’t know what to do with the very young. Her son had to grow up and take some charge of his mother. Prone to abandonment anxiety she made herself act out as a ‘class clown’ to somehow make herself less of a worry from her tribemates, with mixed results. Over the centuries she bloomed into tanning, jewelry and doing all but weaving (hopelessly tangles with it). When the tribe settled into the Holt Blackberry was overjoyed. She threw herself into making this a true home for everyone so there would be no thought of wandering again. Her name-change to Berrywine was for the discovered love of the fermented juices brought back from a troll trade. It indirectly also let her discover dyes. Between the two she was often getting covered with strains. At one point cutting her hair to its current length. Her second Recognition when she was 608 came as a pleasant shock. This time the lovemate was a more gentle, less ‘hunter-ish’ Buckgrace, grandson of her best friend. It was easy to love him, and the second son they raised together. The brunet fisher teasingly groaned when the son slowly became as raven haired as his lovemate and his own parents. Buckgrace’s later death left her in quiet mourning for years after although she took many lovemates. Each of her sons Recognized and gave her a grandson, Slyfox and Flint. She took to spoiling them in her own way. Her eldest son slowly started re-bonding as a son – something his caring for her had strained a bit. During the unrest with the trolls Berrywine suffered almost forgotten anxiety attacks when her sons went out. Her youngest son, Brightwater, injured from their traps. Soon after her eldest, Raven, was killed. Since that time she’s hated the trolls with the wrath of a wounded mother predator protecting her young. Of humans she has no interest, only fear. When she started loving aloof Kaeren is unknown even to herself saving recognizing it as such when he allowed her see his treasured keepsakes (mainly jewelry) from deceased purebloods a few decades before. Wolf Friend   Name: Burrfur   Rank: Low Age: 11   Gender: Female Personality: Loves cubs of both Pack and Tribe, very vocal despite shyness.