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Girl. That was the name that Miella Corsetina went by for sixteen years of her life. There were a few variations to that, but most of the time the title was accompanied with slaps and even kicks to make sure she knew who someone was talking to. Growing up in Arx as an orphan can lead you down various paths. Chance is a wonderful thing. There are various families that you can be absorbed into if you are seeking protection or work. There are odd jobs that some people might trust you with, such as running messages or cleaning. Miella had the chance encounter with a courtesan named Mirari Corsetina in the market one day, and the dark haired Lycene woman took in Miella and gave her a name, family, job and training. Miella might remember where she had come from, and she might know who her old family was, but she'll never say now. She's a Corsetina, for better or for worse.

Her dark gold eyes stand out from the rest of her features, the intense way that she fixes her gaze on someone might unnerve them. She is a comely woman with very long black hair that drapes down her back to her hips. High cheekbones and full lips rarely arrange themselves into a smile, but there is always a look of amusement flitting in her features that hints at some sardonic joke that only she understands. She is tall and lean with subtle curves and wiry muscle. Her olive toned skin is faultless, save for one small scar on her bottom lip.

This woman has been through a lot, but it doesn't really show when you interact with her. She is calm water, not a ripple to be seen, especially in public. Alone, with her family she is more likely to smile and laugh and let her hair down, but after spending years in the public with Mirari acting as a courier and an apprentice, she has learned the courtly blank face which shows nothing that isn't meant to be seen. Her sisters are all sass and spirit, Miella is all calm and stoic, with a blithe mein about her when she feels the most comfortable.