|Hair Color||Dark Chestnut|
|Eye Color||Earthy Brown|
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Not everyone gets to be the prettiest princess in Arx. Svana's looks are classic, but there's nothing terribly special about long, mousy brown hair or the lightly-tanned smoothness of her skin. She has the build of someone used to a life of travelling, of hard work and the occasional skipped meals. She's of average height, and not particularly curvy, and all of that suits her just fine.
Svana's beauty is in her finely arched eyebrows and thickly-lashed eyes. It's in her full mouth, the faint heart-shape of her lips. Her high cheekbones and delicate jaw draw the eye, while her wit and personality charms. Some might not look twice at Svana Kolur, but they simply don't look close enough to see how exceptional she really is.
Fortune favours the bold, they say, and Svana has certainly proven that. She's a risk-taker with a strong personality, able to stand up to even the most brash of sellswords and merchants trying to get one up on her. She can be stubborn as a winter wind when she feels the need, and has little patience for failed attempts to fleece her!
She's not always the firm merchant, however, and her quick wit translates into a wicked sense of humour and love of small pranks-- harmless jokes that make the road seem less long, and end up as fond memories.
Life in the far north might be harsh, but there's still time for children to be children. There's toys, there's storytimes, snowmen.. And then there's the odd child like Svana, who doesn't like just -any- toy. She'll collect all the toys she can to trade for that one she really wants, and then never let it go. That's Svana.
From a young age she hung around the caravans and scouts, always clamoring for tales of distant locales, always enamoured with the exotic goods that came to the Bonespire. Her parents liked to say that her head was in the clouds, but even they knew that wasn't quite right. Her feet have always been planted firmly on the ground, but rooted on the roads instead of in the mountains.
As soon as she was even remotely old enough, she started accompanying caravans headed to Arx. Quickly, the young woman fell in love with the city, with the opportunity and diversity found there. For a few years, the Bonespire was still her home-- but now her tribe is a part of the Compact, with a little estate in Arx, and she's finally ready to shift her base of operations to the City itself.