The Collaborative International Dictionary
Stian \Sti"an\, n. A sty on the eye. See Styan.
Wiktionary
alt. A stye. n. A stye.
Wikipedia
Stian is a given name for males, originating from Norway. It is the modern form of the Old Norse name Stígandr, which means "wanderer." Another translation given is "quick on his feet."
Another modern translation of the Old Norse is the name Stig.
Notable men named Stian include:
- Stian Aarstad, pianist
- Stian Arnesen, black metal musician
- Stian Barsnes Simonsen, actor
- Stian Berget, footballer
- Stian Carstensen, jazz and folk musician
- Stian Eckhoff, biathlete
- Stian Grimseth, weightlifter
- Stian Hole, graphic designer and children's author
- Stian Kvarstad, ski jumper
- Stian Lind Halvorsen, football defender
- Stian Kristoffersen, Pagan's Mind drummer
- Stian Ohr, football midfielder
- Stian Ringstad, football defender
- Stian Sivertzen, snowboarder
- Stian Theting, football defender
- Stian Thoresen, musician
- Stian Vatne, handball player
- Stian Westerhus, jazz guitarist
- Stian Heimlund Skjæveland, figurative painter
Usage examples of "stian".
She was at Harelby and Sir Stian of Harelby was the husband her father and Lord Roger had chosen for her.
Now it smelled intimately of Stian of Harelby and Eleanor would very much like to have it burned.
Word had spread quickly that Lord Roger was home with a new wife and Stian was to marry.
Sir Stian and tried very hard to recall some of the things Lady Constance had said about men.
Sir Stian sat stiffly beside her, his eyes facing forward, one hand wrapped around the goblet they were supposed to share.
Sir Stian, the lout of Harelby, would be interested in dalliance with her.
She could not manage to look Sir Stian in the eye but she did deliberately turn the cup so that her lips touched the same spot his had.
Lars whispered in his ear as Stian dragged his bride toward the chapel door.
Eventually Stian set his attention on guiding the horse along the track.
She could see little, she could only tell that the cave was dry and big enough for Stian to stand upright.
She looked back at the dark lump that was Stian and fought down the shudder that was part fear and part anticipation.
She remembered her intentions of the night before to entice Sir Stian of Harelby with loving eagerness.
After all, Stian was more wild than tame, perhaps he would not recognize any efforts at gentle seduction.
She looked away, hiding her face behind a wall of hair, not daring to look at Stian of Harelby.
Eleanor was beginning to recapture some of the earlier eager aching by the time Stian was done with the act.