|Eye Color||Dark Blue|
|Parents||Channon Redrain, Kalen Ashford|
|Siblings||Agatha Redrain, Elgana Redrain, Leif Redrain|
|Uncles/Aunts||Wulf Redrain, Baelor Redrain, Winston Redrain|
|Cousins||Sherrod Redrain, Iona Bisland, Valerian Redrain, Torrud Redrain, Torix Redrain, Bjerarg Redrain, Torrus Redrain, Vigsi Redrain, Angus Redrain, Ann crovane, Eleni Valardin, Lir Redrain|
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When you first set eyes upon Helena Redrain, you might think her a fragile thing, something not crafted for this world. Her face has a fae-like cast to it, high cheekbones and large blue eyes the most notable thing at first glance. A longer look will show full lips that carry a playful, sardonic tilt to them and a strong chin that she often raises when she's feeling stubborn. She is willowy, only the slightest hint of curve to her hips, but there is a core of steel there. Every step is graceful, every footfall planned to showcase her body, enjoying the eyes that trail after her as she moves.
This woman is a chameleon, a study of contrary behavior. She doesn't like to feel out of place, so when she walks into a room she behaves like the other people there, careful to only stand on when she feels comfortable doing so.
Her family gets the spectrum, the mischievous prankster, the woman who makes funny faces behind an elder's shoulder as they give a lecture, a dainty Princess at a tea party with her legs primly crossed. She has watched people her whole life and noticed how people behave and the things that make people smile and be comfortable with others. She stands out and shines when she wants to, but otherwise she'll be in the background watching until she's comfortable enough to come bursting out of her shell.
Helena had a happy childhood, because her sister already paved the way for her. They had already gone and done things their own way, so by that time, her family was amenable for Helena to find her own path.
She's tried to follow in Agatha's footsteps once. Stole her practice sword and managed to mow down a large section of hedges and topiary, taking the head off of a rather interesting rendering of an elephant. After a few more nicks and cuts, she gave it up for a while - deciding that her training can come later when she's ready.
Then she followed in Elgana's footsteps. Literally. She trailed after her sister like a baby duckling and begged and pleaded for her to pay attention and play tea party with her. Elgana would spend hours sitting with her sister, and they had some tea parties that could be in books and fairy tales. Handsome frog Prince's, talking pigs and probably even a few benevolent emperors attended these teas. The middle sister doted on her little sister, and it was Elgana who helped her sister find her passion.
That passion was books. They were her first true love (besides her family), and to this day her most persistent. She devoured books like they were food, and could be found hiding in a tree, nestled in between some stones, tucked in a nook in the house, or even hiding in the kitchen eating an apple as she was reading.
When her sisters went to Arx, she remained behind, but after a few months of solitude she couldn't stand it anymore and followed them there. Time to be a pest again.