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Bright, charming, born to Valardin, and gifted with a beautiful voice, Princess Adrienne might have been a storybook princess come to life. She knows, however, that fairy tales are for children. This knowledge has been painfully earned, brick by brick, as she has attended to the aftermath of raids and massacres, wars and illness with a Mercy's training so easily acquired in Sanctum. Adrienne left a courtier's life to others of her family and joined those with their hands in the dirt: a duty to her family name and a calling - or better perhaps described as a prayer - to be able to prevent suffering before it strikes. She has travelled the Oathlands to maintain her family's presence, listening to the needs of the many vassals and small villages in her purview. She has also studied wherever time and location would permit. Sanctum is a haven of knowledge, but the many Valardian domains have also invested heavily in education. Ignorance, when such resources are available, is a terrible sin. There is still work to be done in the Oathlands, but as the world turns its eyes to Arx, so must Princess Adrienne Valardin. Trouble brews. She would go there to stop it if she can.

Austere, otherworldly, Adrienne does not have the sweet or sultry appeal that makes men fall in love with her. She is the saint cut in marble that they worship, an untouchable creature to a world in need of faith. Pale hair, long and wild when set free, flows away from her face. Her piercing eyes are too large for delicate features and of a gold so faint they nearly seem colorless. Graceful, Adrienne has a windswept quality to her movement. {w({nAdrienne, despite the tan from her weeks in the Saffron Chain, bears a sickly pallor, haunted shadows darkening her golden eyes.{w){n

Princess Adrienne is kind. Some wear the mantle of kindness as a sort of social responsibility; others as a cynical necessity. She cares - and persists in caring no matter how much her life has tried to break her of this. To those in her company she brings a compassionate ear to console and warm wit to cheer. Despite this, Adrienne has many fond acquaintances yet few close friends. Devout, dutiful, and steadfast - at times to a fault - Adrienne works hard at whatever she is set to do. She has studied music under masters in gilded, high-vaulted chambers. She has tilled fields when winter illness has left a village too shorthanded to do so for the spring. The trappings of royalty are a blessing; she would use her influence to repay the world a thousand times over for this gift.