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Once Upon a Time? (No, this is how I want my story to start.) Once Upon a Time there was a girl that grew up hungry, dirty, and poor in the Lower Burroughs as the youngest of seven other children. Her mother, Darya, was a former Thrall that managed to pay off her debt to live free - and her father was never spoken of. Life was difficult and unpleasant for the girl as she fought to make herself noticed among the rest of her siblings. It was a battle that she constantly lost, but she fought on. She was determined to better herself and her situation. It was expected that this girl would apprentice to some trade, to marry, or find work to support her constantly growing family - as many of her older siblings were already having children of their own. She worked as a barmaid in the Murder for quite some time (rest in pieces, Chanse, you bastard) before she caught the attentions of a courtier of the Whisper House and the two established an unlikely friendship. The courtier had also grown up in the Lower Burroughs, but had impressed the Radiant enough to train them and offer them a position among the Whispers. It was through this friendship that the girl realized that this could be her future, her chance to make it all better for herself. This was her calling, her passion. Constantly surrounded by interesting people, endless opportunities for socializing, and always having the finest things that her new life could afford her. Life as a Whisper suited her far much better than being a barmaid. When she received payment from her wealthy patrons, she always made sure to send a portion of it to her aging parents, but she always kept more for herself. As a girl that had grown up wanting, the woman that she became would never want for anything ever again. The woman would have been most content to remain a pampered Whisper for the rest of her days, but her heart (fiery and quick like her temper) led her to fall in love with a pirate. Well, he was a Darkwater. (It's more or less the same.) She had many misgivings of him and his intentions, considering that he was a Thrax - but Lord Baltus Darkwater proved to be a truthful man that honored his promises, and acted upon every lovely word that he had spoken to her. The woman would have been pleased to remain his lover indefinitely. When the Darkwater Lord proposed to her with the desire to make the woman his wife, she was surprised that she accepted it so easily. The wedding was a subdued affair (the dress was not) and the newly wedded pair went off together. Away from Arx, across a deep blue sea to a gem of an island called Cielos Encantadores. After a couple of years in this paradise, they finally had a child - a girl named Nerissa. And they lived Happily Ever? Oh, wait a moment. When Baltus was sent a summons by their liege, the Darkwater Count Maximilian, he answered and returned to the city of Arx. It was days after that Carita decided to follow her hushand with their daughter (and a nanny) so that they might be together again. Eager to starting a new adventure in the city that she was more than pleased to leave behind. ... Hopefully, they live Happily Ever After. (They didn't. Irreconcilable differences.)

Graceful and statuesque, Carita is a dream of snow and ice, neatly hewn as though she was created by a sculptor or jeweler. A figure of subtle curves that are built of moon bones and milky flesh in a way that may make one take pause, in a way that may make the breath catch in one's throat. Long, white-gold hair falls in soft waves down her back - not pale enough to be called platinum - with the faintest hint of lingering color. It's an ideal frame for her features, delicate and refined, that seem little more than afterthoughts with her mouth touched fragile petal pink. Her eyes are the deepest crystalline blue, like the coldest seas, contrasted only by the warmth of her smiles and the fire of her temper.

These are the priorities In Carita's life: family, fashion, and friends - and her possessiveness of these factors are absolute. She strives to take care of her Lower Burroughs family as well as her noble family, aware that she started from this less than desirable social status. She will work even harder to ensure that she never returns there. She is determined to be more than her common upbringing. Because of this dichotomy, she is a woman that doesn't see the world in shades of grey: merely in black and white. Haves and have nots. Needs and wants. Beneath the icy facade is a woman of intense passions that burn. If not for the self-possessed refinement she learned while training to be a courtier, this anger would certainly consume her and everyone around her.