Difference between revisions of "Camilla Pravus"

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|Eye Color=Onyx
 
|Skintone=Pale
 
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|Description=Camilla is extremely pretty and commanding of a mischievous air that is unique to her, ever playful and dangerous infectious. A mane of chestnut brown locks spill down her head and goes past her shoulders, her ever-pale skin giving it nice contrast that never seems to tan, despite the Setarcan sun. Her amber-collored eyes gleaming with intellect, and her lips always curled into a knowing grin. Slender, Lady Milla's legs are long and lean, and although her waist is narrow, the slopes of her hips flare wide, contrasting with her otherwise slim figure.
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|Description=Camilla is eerie sensuality, a simple glance to her gait and eyes warning a passerby the Suspire is not one they should want by their side or on their bed. And yet, the dark beauty of Setarco is hard to resist, clad in a mien of shadow and mystery. Camilla is feral swagger and sinister allure that is enhanced by gifted looks and artful use of words. More than a tryst, the courtier is the promise of something unforgettable.
|Personality=Camilla is a bright star of a woman. Thanks to her harsh upbringing, the young woman had to adapt to negativity or be consumed by it, and what came out on the other side of her trials was someone with a sharp tongue and quick wits. Never one to allow herself or others to feel blue, that impulse sometimes makes her a strange company, as she will be the one to crack a innapropriate commentary at a funeral or fight. Wisecracking, charming and something mischievous for the sake of it, Camilla is enthralling and quite apt at deflecting bad moods back to the dark corners of the room, where they belong.
 
|Background=Camilla was born a bastard, the fruit of a one-night affair between a Pravosi noblewoman and a foreign visitor. It remains unclear why the Sin had the child even after her lover left the next morning, but the songs of their torrid love affair and the insanity that followed the abandonment are still sung in taverns around Setarco. Still a child, Camilla had to watch as her mother mumbled in bed about the man who had taken her heart, this supposed king of far away lands who would be back for them one day.
 
  
Nicknamed Lady Milla by cruel children around the Pravus Keep, the young girl had to fend off for herself from an early age, developing a hardened personality and sharp tongue to lash back at her bullies. Every night Camilla looked at the skies and wished for a chance to change her life, promising to seize it if she ever had it. She had the will, but with so much darkness between each star, Camilla felt helpless in the eyes of the gods.
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Physically, Camilla is notable for her pale, dotted skin and ever shifting mass of obsidian-colored hairs. Her eyes, pools of deep onyx, invite a brave one to gaze upon her soulful self, drawing attention away from her perfectly sculpted, chiseled angular features. Where most would coast on their heritage's blessing to seduce, Camilla intoxicates with airs and moves, sways and subtle quirks of brow and the corners of thick lips.  
  
The opportunity to climb that imagined ladder came during a great gala at Pravus Keep, where all the young children of court would display their talents. Camilla could see it as clear as a day under two suns that her time had come, and with eerie certainty she put herself beside her formidable, and noble, relatives to impress the Duke and Duchess. Before the court, she searched for inspiration deep within herself, and although her performance was dazzling at first, that bottomless fear crept up her throat along with her inspiration, bringing the girl to her knees mid-performance.
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Camilla's body is a dangerous hybrid of lean muscle and dramatic curves, serpentine grace gifted to her by the blood of Sins making the courtier's sensual flesh a lethal weapon in the hands of a deadly duelist.
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|Personality=Camilla has a dark edge to every thing she does: from how she slinks across ballrooms to the way she talks and dresses, there seems to be an natural disposition in the woman to evoke that which might find taboo or sinister. That makes the Setarcan a very specific kind of woman, and a very niche sort of courtier. Those drawn to dark forests at night, to the whispering of the graves and mirrors and reflections tend to find the woman fascinating. Those afraid fo such cannot help but feel unsettled.
  
She had choked and failed.
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Camilla's values are simple: Only pain can give way to truth, and truth is beautiful. She is constantly, and subtly, pushing and urging others to face their reflections, always in playful ways that mask her intentions, at least at first. To Camilla, there is nothing to be learned when someone is in stasis, accepting of who they are. In peace nothing is gained, so she pushes, planting seeds for growth and change. Using her charisma to lure others into her games, Camilla is never bored, making the world beautiful by undoing one lie at a time.
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|Background=Camilla was born a bastard, the fruit of a one-night affair between a Lady Madeline Pravus and a foreign noble. As a child Camilla was taught how to read and write by her mother, and was well on her way to learn other languages when Madeline's rapidly-deteriorating mental health took her agency and wits. Before the young girl was ten, the Pravosi noble was a shell of her former self, a husk mumbling in bed about the man who had taken her heart away.
  
Some laughed, and she fled, humiliated. That very night, filled with sorrow that she might, indeed, never be more than a bastard, the stargazing girl was approached by a courtier of the House of Silken Words. The woman sat with Camilla and they talked throughout the night. Come the dawn, the courtier offered Camilla tutelage in the House free of charge, pleased with the conversation.
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In the night when Lady Madeline finally lost her ability to communicate, withdrawing further and further within herself, Camilla was desolated. Along with the servants she stared as her noble mother was tended to by the local physicians, and seared in her mind were the sights of one of House Pravus' best reduced to nothing. Camilla could not reconcile with the fact there was nothing she could do, but before her anguish was turned to action the girl was approached by an envoy of the House of Silken Sighs of Setarco.
  
Her time at the House of Silken Words was a trial by fire, her teachers drawing passion from within Camilla, despite the ever-present fear in the core of her soul. They were merciless in shaping Camilla to the best version of herself, and eventually the woman conquered her dread-filled impulses. With the newfound bravery her personality was allowed to shine and, in time, Camilla became a household name. She performed like a woman possessed, giving one alluring show after the other, until she could not be denied. She was, finally, a star in Setarco.
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The woman sat with Camilla and they talked throughout the night. Come the dawn, the courtier offered Camilla tutelage in the House free of charge, pleased with the conversation. None would know the nature of this conversation for years to come.
  
Confirmation of such came when House Pravus bought her contract, and sent for Lady Milla. No more a simple bastard, the woman is now a highly-sought courtier whose's fame is not insubstantial. She is finally ready to meet her family again, and join the Sins in Arx.
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The Pravosi bastard's time at the House of Silken Sighs is not publicly known, but it was, supposedly, shock full of its own trials, failures and successes. Whatever her exploits, Camilla left the place an educated courtier and the woman she is today, hailed far and wide as the best alumni of the school in decades. To those who have seen her talents, Camilla is a soulful fury with uncompromising artist vision, a desireable artiste who, once, was just a bastard, and now saw her contract acquired by the Duchess of Pravus herself.
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No more a simple bastard, the woman is now a highly-sought courtier whose's fame is not insubstantial. She is finally ready to meet her family, and join the Sins in Arx.
 
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Revision as of 16:05, 25 November 2019

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Camilla Pravus
Social Rank 7
Fealty Velenosa
"Velenosa" is not in the list of possible values (Redrain, Valardin, Grayson, Thrax, Pravus, Lyceum, Crown) for this property.
House Pravus
Gender Female
Age 25
Religion Mirrormask
Vocation Courtier
Height 5'6"
Hair Color Obsidian
Eye Color Onyx
Skintone Pale
Journals
Authored By / Featured In
Roster


Description

Camilla is eerie sensuality, a simple glance to her gait and eyes warning a passerby the Suspire is not one they should want by their side or on their bed. And yet, the dark beauty of Setarco is hard to resist, clad in a mien of shadow and mystery. Camilla is feral swagger and sinister allure that is enhanced by gifted looks and artful use of words. More than a tryst, the courtier is the promise of something unforgettable.

Physically, Camilla is notable for her pale, dotted skin and ever shifting mass of obsidian-colored hairs. Her eyes, pools of deep onyx, invite a brave one to gaze upon her soulful self, drawing attention away from her perfectly sculpted, chiseled angular features. Where most would coast on their heritage's blessing to seduce, Camilla intoxicates with airs and moves, sways and subtle quirks of brow and the corners of thick lips.

Camilla's body is a dangerous hybrid of lean muscle and dramatic curves, serpentine grace gifted to her by the blood of Sins making the courtier's sensual flesh a lethal weapon in the hands of a deadly duelist.

Personality

Camilla has a dark edge to every thing she does: from how she slinks across ballrooms to the way she talks and dresses, there seems to be an natural disposition in the woman to evoke that which might find taboo or sinister. That makes the Setarcan a very specific kind of woman, and a very niche sort of courtier. Those drawn to dark forests at night, to the whispering of the graves and mirrors and reflections tend to find the woman fascinating. Those afraid fo such cannot help but feel unsettled.

Camilla's values are simple: Only pain can give way to truth, and truth is beautiful. She is constantly, and subtly, pushing and urging others to face their reflections, always in playful ways that mask her intentions, at least at first. To Camilla, there is nothing to be learned when someone is in stasis, accepting of who they are. In peace nothing is gained, so she pushes, planting seeds for growth and change. Using her charisma to lure others into her games, Camilla is never bored, making the world beautiful by undoing one lie at a time.

Background

Camilla was born a bastard, the fruit of a one-night affair between a Lady Madeline Pravus and a foreign noble. As a child Camilla was taught how to read and write by her mother, and was well on her way to learn other languages when Madeline's rapidly-deteriorating mental health took her agency and wits. Before the young girl was ten, the Pravosi noble was a shell of her former self, a husk mumbling in bed about the man who had taken her heart away.

In the night when Lady Madeline finally lost her ability to communicate, withdrawing further and further within herself, Camilla was desolated. Along with the servants she stared as her noble mother was tended to by the local physicians, and seared in her mind were the sights of one of House Pravus' best reduced to nothing. Camilla could not reconcile with the fact there was nothing she could do, but before her anguish was turned to action the girl was approached by an envoy of the House of Silken Sighs of Setarco.

The woman sat with Camilla and they talked throughout the night. Come the dawn, the courtier offered Camilla tutelage in the House free of charge, pleased with the conversation. None would know the nature of this conversation for years to come.

The Pravosi bastard's time at the House of Silken Sighs is not publicly known, but it was, supposedly, shock full of its own trials, failures and successes. Whatever her exploits, Camilla left the place an educated courtier and the woman she is today, hailed far and wide as the best alumni of the school in decades. To those who have seen her talents, Camilla is a soulful fury with uncompromising artist vision, a desireable artiste who, once, was just a bastard, and now saw her contract acquired by the Duchess of Pravus herself.

No more a simple bastard, the woman is now a highly-sought courtier whose's fame is not insubstantial. She is finally ready to meet her family, and join the Sins in Arx.