Solyn Strone
Basic Information
Bloodline Ability
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Physical Description
Solyn is nearly two years old and appears to have arrived in the world with a very specific set of instructions about what she was going to look like, all of which she followed without deviation from her mother's side of the family. Her hair is a vivid copper-orange, the same shade as Briar's in the same direct sunlight, and has come in with the same cheerful disregard for order: a full, springy mass of curls that frames her round face and floats around her head when she moves, which is constantly. Her eyes are a bright, clear green, wide and alert with that specific quality of infant attention that takes everything in without the filter of learned disinterest. Freckles are already appearing at the bridge of her small nose and across her cheeks, which delights Briar and which Merriel has made several careful notes about in his personal journal, describing them with the precision he applies to everything. She is small even for a Sun Dwarf toddler, which is to say very small, solid and sturdy in the dwarven way, and almost always dusted with a fine coating of flour.
Solyn has been gravitating toward the kitchen since she could pull herself up to standing, which she accomplished with characteristic dwarven stubbornness at an early age and has not stopped doing since. She has a small rolling pin that Briar cut down to toddler size for her, and she uses it with an earnestness that her father finds both deeply charming and faintly alarming in its implication of inherited vocational destiny. She reaches for anything on a counter with the confident conviction that it belongs to her and she should be the one working with it. The fireplace warmth, the smell of baking, the sounds of a busy kitchen: these are the things that settle her when nothing else will, which everyone in the household finds either very sweet or very predictable depending on which parent they are.
Personality
- Her mother's warmth and genuine delight in small things
- Fearlessly friendly with everyone who enters the shop
- Concentrates with impressive focus when she finds something worth doing
- Adaptable and generally unbothered by disruption
- Her laugh arrives easily and fills the room completely
- Generous by instinct: offers whatever she is holding to whoever is nearby
- Has not accepted that some things on counters are not for her
- No meaningful concept of "too much flour"
- Will not be redirected from the kitchen when she has decided to be in it
- Her father's stubbornness, applied to her mother's interests, is a formidable combination
- Loud when displeased, which is not frequent but is notable when it occurs
[Holds up a misshapen lump of dough with both hands and the expression of someone who has accomplished something significant. She has.]
Mama. Mine. [Regarding the rolling pin, the mixing bowl, the kitchen, and by extension most of the shop.]
[Presents Merriel with a small, flour-covered cookie she has made herself, then watches with complete attentiveness while he eats it. He eats it with great seriousness. She approves.]
- The kitchen, in all its forms, at all times
- The rolling pin, specifically and with great personal investment
- Being near Briar while Briar works, preferably also working
- The warmth of the fireplace and the smell of whatever is baking
- Customers who stop to talk to her, of whom there are many
- Anything small and round, including but not limited to cookies, candies, and her father's pocket watch
- Being removed from the kitchen mid-project
- When the rolling pin is put somewhere she cannot reach it
- Loud sudden noises that are not kitchen noises
- Naps, always, as a category and a concept
- Having her curls patted down, which does not work and which she resents