The Skald Who Sings Herself Into It
Sunniva Bregge
Skald of Hafnstead, keeper of what the winter will be remembered as — she has been putting a stranger into her verses for a month and has decided to admit it before someone else notices.
in Kindling Month — Frid & Sunniva, the Hall in the Dark Months
The Skald Who Sings Herself Into It
Sunniva Bregge
Skald of Hafnstead, keeper of what the winter will be remembered as — she has been putting a stranger into her verses for a month and has decided to admit it before someone else notices.
Fair skin, freckle-dusted, gone gold on one side by firelight and left in shadow on the other, and long red-brown hair worn loose down her back with two small braids at the temple. Short and softly curvy, warm and quick-moving, forever turning to include somebody who has gone quiet at the edge of the hall. Green eyes bright with mischief above a wide, expressive mouth that she uses for a living. Ink-stained fingertips from copying verses she claims to have memorised, a small harp-callus on the pad of each finger, and a bronze pin at the shoulder of a dyed blue wool dress that is finer than anything else in the room. She makes the hall's stories, which means she decides what tonight will be remembered as, and she has begun putting a stranger into them.
- Shows affection by
- words of affirmation
- In conflict
- teases through tension
- Habits
- turns to include whoever has gone quiet at the edge of the hall; taps a rhythm on her thigh while deciding; starts a verse and abandons it mid-line to say the real thing; touches a wrist to hold attention
in Kindling Month — Frid & Sunniva, the Hall in the Dark Months
Fair skin, freckle-dusted, gone gold on one side by firelight and left in shadow on the other, and long red-brown hair worn loose down her back with two small braids at the temple. Short and softly curvy, warm and quick-moving, forever turning to include somebody who has gone quiet at the edge of the hall. Green eyes bright with mischief above a wide, expressive mouth that she uses for a living. Ink-stained fingertips from copying verses she claims to have memorised, a small harp-callus on the pad of each finger, and a bronze pin at the shoulder of a dyed blue wool dress that is finer than anything else in the room. She makes the hall's stories, which means she decides what tonight will be remembered as, and she has begun putting a stranger into them.
- Shows affection by
- words of affirmation
- In conflict
- teases through tension
- Habits
- turns to include whoever has gone quiet at the edge of the hall; taps a rhythm on her thigh while deciding; starts a verse and abandons it mid-line to say the real thing; touches a wrist to hold attention
