Blys Acacallis

Human textor and herder

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Blys has lived in town for a few years. She hasn’t really made friends, she’s a little too brusque for anyone to take the time, but everyone in town has something made by her. Her weaving and sewing are things of beauty.
When she arrived in town she bought the smallholding on the edge of town. The townspeople were shocked; the house was large, certainly too large for one person. First she filled the field with goats and sheep. Then the weaving frames arrived, and no one was surprised any more. They were more surprised she found room to live around the looms.
Blys works with the fibres from fleece to final product. The only part of the process she passes on is the dyeing. Even then, she is very demanding about precision and quality. She isn’t an easy client.
She isn’t pretty enough to catch the eye. The young men about town joke that she wove any beauty she may have possessed into her work. There are rumours that she is a witch and can do that sort of thing. It’s all nonsense of course. It’s the kind of thing you say about people you don’t like.
Blys doesn’t mind that people don’t like her. In most respects the feeling is mutual. Individual people are likely to cloud her judgement. She feels that if she cares about a few people too much she is more likely to be hurt by them.
Blys’ skills are coveted and she worked in a court for a time, but she found herself getting too enmeshed in politics and intrigue, so she was paid handsomely and moved on again. That has become the pattern of her life. She can always earn coin in the right market, but she doesn’t put down roots for long.
Blys wears a thimble and carries a chatelaine around her neck at all times, just in case a little sewing is needed.

Blys Acacallis

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