Sylfaen Winters
From Changeling Venue
| Seeming | Elemental Snowskin |
|---|---|
| Court | Winter Court •••• |
| Freehold | Gainesville. FL |
| Player | Holly LoCurto |
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Background
Mortal Years
The child of a wealthy New England family, she was rather spoiled. Up until the day both of her parents were killed. She was 10 years old and now an orphan. The state of Maine placed her in Foster care with this nice old woman who took in only young girls. In addition to money from the state for taking in these young girls, the old woman made the girls have sex with pedophiles for large amounts of money. But as soon as the girls started to look like young women she sent the girls to live elsewhere. On Sylfaen's 16th birthday she was told she would be going to a boarding school. The gentleman who arrived to pick her up drugged her and took her to Arcadia.
In Arcadia
It was a particularly cold day when Mr. White arrived. Sylfaen had been told she had earned her way to go to a boarding school. Still confused by her foster mother's generosity she came downstairs carrying her suitcase dressed in a white velvet and satin dress to meet with Mr White. Her foster mother told her how beautiful she was and whispered a word of thanks in her ear. She then pointed to the extremely handsome man in the foyer. “He will take you to your school.” He was a perfect gentleman and told the young girl that she would never again endure such hardships as she had under the care of the old woman. After all, she was way to beautiful for such things. While on their way to the school Mr White offers her a drink. The drink had a fast acting sedative in it. Sylfaen awakens to find herself in a strange world...so strange in fact it must be a dream, right?
Sylfaen has minimal recollection of time and events that occurred while in Arcadia. Her surroundings seemed to be a frozen wonderland everyday...like the land is trapped in a perpetual winter. Mr White in fact was not her keeper, but a servant himself to a man known as Mr Frost. Mr Frost is fascinated with Sylfaen's beauty, and makes her into an ice sculpture. When one is a statue it is hard to keep track of what is happening around you. Though she enters Arcadia in 1998 and returns 2000 more than 10 years passed for her. After a short time of being unfrozen, Sylfaen hears of an opportunity to return home. When she thinks of home...she thinks of her beautiful loving mother and the house that they lived in, this makes her smile. So, she joins the group that is planning to flee. Sylfaen ran and ran trying to keep up with the others trying so desperately to get away. She thought of those times when her mother would rock her to sleep so many years ago. She would give anything just to be able to see her mother once again. She hit a thicket of woods, so thick that she lost sight of her friends. As she continues to fight her way through the frozen forest the branches stab at her like thorns, tearing her dress and even her skin. She hears footsteps behind her and she keeps trying to flee, finally she is released by the woods and falls face first into fresh New England snow. She recognizes the landscape, she knows she is home. However, this home is not the home of her loving birth mother, but the home of her foster mother, who forced her into child prostitution. Sylfaen's stomach begins to knot....escaping from one captor to another would not be a better situation. As she approached the house with so many painful memories, she realizes that the house is vacant.
Back on Earth
With in a few hours of escaping the Hedge, shoe is
Beneath the Snow
Mein:
Statuesque, beautiful, and cold. Her eyes are like ice spheres with tears frozen on her cheeks. Her long reddish brown hair is has a layer of snow and her skin has a bluish tint, both seem to glitter in the light with frost. Her hands are cold with long thin delicate fingers that end in white sharp fingernails. She is generally soft spoken, though when the need arises her voice can freeze the very blood. The flowing fabric that her mask wears flows into long white gown that seems to have ice crystals woven into the fabric. For the past several years, the Winter Crown has manifested itself for Sylfaen. Her crown is simple yet filled with diamonds and pearls.
Mask:
Thin and delicate, yet amazingly pretty. Long reddish brown hair frames her ice blue eyes that seem to carry a lingering sadness about them. She is usually dressed in a combination of black and white and wears minimal make-up. Her hands are always cold to the touch, yet she is often fanning herself.
Notable Traits:
Aliases: Duchess Sylfaen Winters
Real Name: Genevieve Boudelaire (though not widely known)
Location: Gainesville, FL
Age: appears to be in late 20's
Seeming: Elemental
Kith: Snowskin
Court: Winter Court
Entitlement: Duchy of the Icebound Heart
Relevant Mechanics: Striking Looks ****, Court Goodwill: Autumn *
Rumors
Quotes
"Such a talent she's got. When I first arrived, I really didn't think we'd get on well at all--we likely couldn't be more different if we tried, to be honest, but her art shows that she understands more of my season that I'd have ever given her credit for. It's been a delightful ice-breaker for us. No pun intended." - Zoe Edwards
"Remember on cold days how you rushed in doors for the feel of the warmth of the indoor heating and the fire place? Well the Lady isn't like that. She's the one that keeps you outside that much longer for whatever fun you were enjoying. Do your risk hypothermia - or have the time of your life in her smile - it'sa tough decision, let me tell you." - Jimmy Quick
"Queen Winters...heh, heh, heh...that's still funny, by the way. I wonder, do you think it was just 'Queen Winter' her first year on the throne? Ha! But, yeah, I met her...although most of the time, I was calling her Rebecca, because it was a Winter Masque and I had no idea who she was. Even disguised, though, she definitely had a coldness...a chilly kind of calm that said she'd have the same response if you gave her a spoonful of delicious jam as she would if your heart grew fangs and chewed its way out of your chest to curse and hurl obscenities about her mother...which is to say, in both cases she'd tilt her head, look slightly curious at the whole affair, and try to make sure that you didn't get any kind of mess on her pretty outfit." - Dzxoxian Brokehorn
"Yes I've met her. No I cannot tell you what she is like. Why? Are you serious? That's like asking me to tell you why I choose to toast when you finally understand your sadness. You have to experience it. Go meet her yourself. She may just welcome you with open arms..." - Ryver after being asked about his trip to Gainesville
"I was fortunate enough to make Duchess Sylfaen's acquaintance at the Changing of the Seasons last weekend, when Brand became the new Summer King. I have to admit, I first sat beside her to relish the aura of cold around her, but I was soon discussing anything and everything that came to mind with her. I have to wonder, now that I've met her and Lady Zoe Edwards, why it is that I feel such an affinity for both of their Courts when I've so wholeheartedly embraced passion?" - Ambrose Babbage, Spring Court Manikin, June 28th, 2008
"It's odd, I think, that I'm finding myself so deeply attracted to Sylfaen. She's my Winter Queen, I'm a simple Spring courtier; she's a goddess of snow and ice, I'm a rusted old amalgamation of man and machine, but when I'm near her, I feel completely at ease, like there is nothing to fear, no reason to despair, and all is right with the world, which consists of precisely two people... Sylfaen, and me. Maybe I'm setting myself up for heartbreak... but I don't care. I don't even know for sure that she's even remotely interested, but if I'm getting the signals I believe I am, there may be hope for me yet." - Ambrose Babbage, Spring Court Manikin, July 5th, 2008
Allies
Merlin - friend in New York City, invited her to join the Winter Court
Belladonna - got trapped together in New Orleans during Hurricane Katrina, is said to have invited her to join the Duchy of the Icebound Heart.
Zoe Edwards - well-known Horror writer whose most recent book cover was drawn by Sylfaen
Johan Gambrys - The eccentric plant worker seems to hover at Sylfaen's beckoning and she fulfills his need for an outlet of sorrow.
