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She started life as Lady Persephone Galani, only child of Count Ladon and Countess Iole Galani. She was raised as any Thraxian noblewoman up until her 8th year. That was when her House, her family, was found guilty of treason. Rather than go quietly to the blade, her family rose up and fought, bringing about the complete and utter destruction of her House. As a mere child, found hidden away in a stinking fish basket after the battle was over, Persephone was allowed to live. Stripped of title and nobility, she was raised as a commoner in the Thrax household. Within a few years, she had learned to hate her traitorous family and threw her lot in wholly with the Thrax. She learned to sail and to fight, and set herself apart as a particularly steadfast crewman willing to do whatever it took. She gained a reputation for being harsh, even cruel, though she would call it 'pragmatic'. A few years back, her hard work and steadfast loyalty paid off, landing her a captaincy and a ship of her own. During the latest months, she was kept busy running supplies and people into and out of Arx through the siege. After a slight reprieve to repair and replace lost crew, Persephone has returned to Arx for orders and is ready to sail straight into the heart of Hell once more.

At 6'0", Persephone has a tendency to stand head and shoulders above most women and on an even keel with many men. Her build is hard to determine as she tends to be swathed in layers of clothes and flamboyant pieces that give her a deceptive bulk. Her hair is a perpetually tousled riot of toffee brown locks that hang a scant inch or two below her chin. Just long enough that they can be pulled back, the wind-tossed and sun-streaked strands tend to be left to fly where they will. Persephone has a turbulent gray gaze that seems to shift slightly in shades towards blues and greens depending on her mood and the lighting, though most often they are the stern and steely gray-green of a stormy sea.

Despite the extinction of House Galani, Persephone has managed to retain at least a modicum of the social graces of her former noble status. She still remembers which fork to use at a dinner, how to dance the proper steps, and the proper forms of address for the Houses... but being a commoner does have some advantages, and pretending to be ignorant of the 'gentle ways' of the nobility still makes the seasoned sailor's eyes dance with delight. That said, Persephone is more often grim-faced than not, her natural expression settling into firm and unforgiving lines that her history have forged. Still, she can't hide the presence she carries with her everywhere, captain of her own ship, leader of a crew, her voice tends to carry when she speaks, and often in tones that brook no refusal. Carrying herself with the confidence of a woman that has earned her place in life through hard work, she has a tendency to play just as hard when she does decide to let loose.