Iorwyn nic Angelystor

Dame Iorwyn nic Angelystor is a Mynyw-Stromic knight and Warden-Captain of the Wolfenhold Wardens.

Appearance
Standing at a height of 5' 6" is not intimidating among most warriors and knights of the Alliance -- nay, for Iorwyn most immediately underestimate her. Normally impoverished, it is unlikely that this hedge knight could afford to continually mend her armor or keep her weapons sharp. Plate, mail, and leather all battered, tarnished, scratched, and old. Who would be afraid of a woman like that?

And yet with every step she takes is a woman full of piss and vinegar. A true firebrand whom is adept with the sword and uses her poleaxe, a most versatile weapon, with such an efficient economy of motion that it is a wonder she's not guarding a high lord's side. Truly, her experience in war is etched into her skin.

Parting her straight, fiery locks comes a smattering of freckles and scars. Once it might have been a pretty face, but the wars of the world need soldiers and Iorwyn volunteers. Fang and claw have raked across her face, mauled by some form of large animal has left claws marks running diagonally left to right. Another long scar running across the bright of her nose in the opposite direction, ending right at her jaw. Yet those violet iris' did not stare blankly, but instead still had the flames of passion and life behind them.

Under her threadbare linens as a body that was just as marked as her face. Freckles adorning her shoulders, chest, arms, and legs while full breasts and strong arms hold her steel with great confidence. Thick thighs that looks as if they can break watermelons stride with vigor that is without doubt someone who does not shy away nor has left the battlefield mentally scarred. At least... that is the face that she keeps for all to see.

Arms and Armor
A mishmash of plates, leather, and mail are what she keeps as body protection, owing to her impoverished status. It is battered, tarnished, worn, scratched, dented, but still in near-perfect working condition. The clear beginner's work on some pieces indicates that she might be a journeyman of the craft.

However, her weapons are a different story. Her bastard sword, which she kept on her hip, had a longer blade than most typical arming swords and a long handle -- both of which seemed to be midway between a greatsword and an arming sword. Its middling design allowed for more versatile uses, whether it be alone, with a shield, or… anything else!

A dagger typically kept on the small of her back either in armor or in plainclothes, easily accessible to draw and use within seconds. A simple blade for simple kills.

Poleaxes and lances are also among her specialty -- the poleaxe, being the most versatile weapon and the lance for mounted combat, both of which she has trained for virtually her entire life!

All the weapons she wields at one time or another are brought to a polish and very well-maintained… much better than her armor.

Personality
A normally jovial, playful, and some might say flirtatious woman, she is easy to tease and almost always goes along with it! Despite the air of confidence, she might become easily flustered and her face become as red as her hair given the chance.

However, she is a professional -- and when duty calls, another, sterner woman comes out. She does not keep much company, but those who do can attest to her seriousness on the job.

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=History=

Beginnings
Born to Angelystor Sept to Gwyneth, daughter of famed (or infamous) Mynyw figure Cadair nic Angelystor, and an unknown father during the exile of their family’s Sept. Iorwyn’s birth became a very brief talking point in Mynyw politics as the Traditionalists favored the destruction of the entire Sept, however this viewpoint was silenced after Nechstan, Gwythion of the Wolfenhold Wardens, threatened retribution on Mynyw who attempted to murder the child.

In any case, Iorwyn and Gwyneth were kept under guard by Cadair’s most elite retainers and stayed that way even after the Angelystor Sept was exonerated; these four individuals, all of them former Wardens, influenced Iorwyn’s childhood and gave her a sense of loyalty to the Wardens for going out of their way to protect her.

Indoctrinated and taught to love the Mynyw by these four guardians and her mother, she was raised with a martial aptitude and had a natural skill for the sword. At the age of twelve she participated in a tournament held in Fastryn where she personally beat three contestants, all of which were above the age of sixteen, who were seen as the rising stars of in the Mynyw warrior society.

It was not a matter of if Iorwyn would join the Wardens, but instead when. Even when she was eligible, she chose to forgo such formalized military service in pursuit of glory in a longboat. She joined an all-female band of warriors that called themselves the Rhyfelion and traveled the known world. The group of women -- initially twenty-four -- returned with only twelve battle-hardened warmaidens several years later. The fresh girls that left became strong, battle-scarred women that went on to affect their communities forever after, maintaining the bond of fellowship through similar ritualistic tattoos.

It was after her return, at the age of twenty-two, that she was chosen to join the Wolfenhold Wardens along with several members of the Rhyfelion.

Wolfen Warden
Passing the series of tests to join the prestigious Warden fraternity, Iorwyn and her fellow Rhyfelion began to make a name for themselves by frequently distinguishing themselves on the field against their enemies. Whether it be Gnolls, Trolls, local wildlife, or civil disputes -- the Rhyfelion were there standing next to long-time veterans.

As the Boulderfist Ogres and Witherbark Trolls began to advance their positions against weakening northern kingdoms, was elevated to Warden-Serjeant of the then-Third Chapter, Fourth Warband and led her small group of ten Wardens against the combined Trolls and Ogres alongside her Third Chapter brethren. Another member of the Rhyfelion who was elevated to the status of Warden-Serjeant, Dubheasa, consistently worked in tandem with her own Third Warband in order to deliver devastating blows against their enemies.

One particular skirmish that was dubbed ‘Battle of Table Rock’ by some locals, Dubheasa commanded her warband to hold ground against a superior force of more than thirty Witherbark berserkers while Iorwyn led her warband in a mounted charge in the rear. The devastation that was wrought devastated the Witherbark warriors, killing most of them.

As both Iorwyn and Dubh (as she was affectionately called by Iorwyn) continued to gain glory and fame, a small rivalry existed between them. Duels, drinking contests, kills in battle, mastery of arms, points in archery -- all existed as a contest between the two companions. However, their friendship only strengthened over time.

Before the outset of the Third War, Iorwyn was promoted to Warden-Captain of the Third Chapter.

Third War
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