Resting Room Location: Her room at the Seat of the Tribune where most of the new Shard-Bearers lived.
Description: So not long before the sleep hit everyone Alice had gotten her Mahne commissioned and completed. She was found with it and rests with the unusual weapon, giving rise to the idea that she really liked swords. Which she did, good for those Meridians and all. What it meant though was many Meridians in the early days of her sleep brought blades with them as offerings. Knives, daggers and so on. Little of anything left were fancy swords given she wasn't that high tiered.
The walls of her room are covered in the ones that got mounted in the early days of her sleep. A collection of them surrounded her on her bed eventually as her caretakers grew a little lax with their caring. There are hints of moss and dust in her room, telling the story of how she was gradually lost to time.
Purpose: In the beginning most people who came to visit Alice might have been those she helped during the troubles in Springstar when she first arrived. Most of them didn't know her name and so over time she just became known as the Swordmaiden thanks to that Mahne of hers being found with her and the prevalence of visitors leaving blades as offerings.
Over time it became more tradition than not to bring a blade to the Swordmaiden during a Meridian's pilgrimage around the Resting Rooms. No one remembered why exactly and it wasn't for any true praying purpose given few remembered just who she even had been as time went on. More than a few Meridians made it to her stop in their visits and went, "Hell, I forgot the blade." If you wonder why there are so many pocket knives in her room, well now you know.
Caretaker(s): Alice's caretakers were some of the civilians she assisted in Springstar. With time one family became the prominent caretakers and for the first sixty odd years they were pretty good about it. They kept Alice's hair trimmed as short as she had it in the beginning, routinely mounted or displayed some of the better blade brought to her and in general kept her room tidy.
In time though as grandchildren and greatgrandchildren took over and distance between those who remembered her and those who didn't increased Alice's care was minimal at best. Her hair has been left unchecked for near fifty plus years now so it's pretty much covering her bed, draping down onto the floor and tangled up with a fair few tiny blades. Fun fact -- at six inches of growth at fifty-four years she's rocking 27 feet of hair, around five times her height of 5'.
There is also moss in the corners of her room and dust that might be knocked off maybe a handful of times a year.
Alice L. Malvin | Meridian
Description:
So not long before the sleep hit everyone Alice had gotten her Mahne commissioned and completed. She was found with it and rests with the unusual weapon, giving rise to the idea that she really liked swords. Which she did, good for those Meridians and all. What it meant though was many Meridians in the early days of her sleep brought blades with them as offerings. Knives, daggers and so on. Little of anything left were fancy swords given she wasn't that high tiered.
The walls of her room are covered in the ones that got mounted in the early days of her sleep. A collection of them surrounded her on her bed eventually as her caretakers grew a little lax with their caring. There are hints of moss and dust in her room, telling the story of how she was gradually lost to time.
Purpose:
In the beginning most people who came to visit Alice might have been those she helped during the troubles in Springstar when she first arrived. Most of them didn't know her name and so over time she just became known as the Swordmaiden thanks to that Mahne of hers being found with her and the prevalence of visitors leaving blades as offerings.
Over time it became more tradition than not to bring a blade to the Swordmaiden during a Meridian's pilgrimage around the Resting Rooms. No one remembered why exactly and it wasn't for any true praying purpose given few remembered just who she even had been as time went on. More than a few Meridians made it to her stop in their visits and went, "Hell, I forgot the blade." If you wonder why there are so many pocket knives in her room, well now you know.
Caretaker(s):
Alice's caretakers were some of the civilians she assisted in Springstar. With time one family became the prominent caretakers and for the first sixty odd years they were pretty good about it. They kept Alice's hair trimmed as short as she had it in the beginning, routinely mounted or displayed some of the better blade brought to her and in general kept her room tidy.
In time though as grandchildren and greatgrandchildren took over and distance between those who remembered her and those who didn't increased Alice's care was minimal at best. Her hair has been left unchecked for near fifty plus years now so it's pretty much covering her bed, draping down onto the floor and tangled up with a fair few tiny blades. Fun fact -- at six inches of growth at fifty-four years she's rocking 27 feet of hair, around five times her height of 5'.
There is also moss in the corners of her room and dust that might be knocked off maybe a handful of times a year.