Llewella Melaeris
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| Llewella Melaeris | |
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| Social Rank | 4 |
| Fealty | Thrax |
| House | Melaeris |
| Gender | Female |
| Age | 26 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Noble |
| Height | 5'7" |
| Hair Color | Platinum |
| Eye Color | Moss Green |
| Skintone | Fair |
| Family | |
| Parents | Kimbrielle Bisland, Darius Melaeris, Kellen Grayson |
| Siblings | Dariel Bisland, Jophiel Bisland, Trueth Redreef |
| Uncles/Aunts | Anzhelika Melaeris, Cyril Melaeris, Lyron Melaeris, Raziel Bisland |
| Cousins | Somhairle Crovane, Morin Corvane, Asger Crovane, Clara Crovane, Fianna Crovane, Vera Melaeris, Raviv Melaeris, Amir Melaeris, Rysen Crovane, Locke Velenosa, Lenne Crovane, Kalila Crovane, Farhairle Crovane, Jorygg Crovane, Kahlana Crovane |
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Description
A jaw line sharp enough to cut and the careful fall of long, platinum locks sets the stage for the attractive and slightly elfin features of this woman's face. Wide, almond-shaped eyes of moss green are set beneath the kind of delicately arched brows that show care and thought is put into her appearance. Bow shaped lips find frequent reason to smile, and if the mood is too jovial she'll even scrunch her button nose. Feminine curves are buxom enough to avoid her build being described as lithe. The whole package is wrapped in fair skin and a pleasant expression to help mask a thoughtful approach to most things.
Personality
Above all else, Llewella looks to improve things around her. Oh, sometimes this is a selfish streak of improving her own lot in life, but more than not her will is bent to help those closest to her. Or even strangers. She's not one to accept, "that's how it's always been done," if she thinks there's a better way to do it. It's an attitude she's had since childhood, and one that caused her parents some small amount of consternation. And that's when the tutors were brought in to teach her things like etiquette...nay, not teach, drill. She's unfailingly polite in her day to day business with those she's not acquainted with. As soon as the slightest bit of friendship is latched onto though, she becomes flirty and vibrant.
Background
During Melaeris's isolation, while trying to hold strong and avoid the destruction that Donrai Thrax might visit on them, Princess Kellen Grayson set sail to visit relatives in the Isles. A storm would see that her ship was dashed against rocks and luck would have Darius Melaeris find her upon the shore more than half drowned. As Kellen recovered under the care of Melaeris, Darius would stop in many times to visit and a bond grew. From that bond, a wedding. From the wedding, a child: Llewella.
Llewella would spend most of her time in Astarrea with frequent visits to Bastion. Many of the Island vassals would grumble that it was the Grayson attitudes responsible for influencing the girl to constantly try to change things. If it were anywhere but Melaeris, this constant push against tradition might have earned her far more trouble. Thankfully, it earned her tutors to teach her a better way to get things done than just asking, "Why?" and whining.
As she matured, Llewella was given more responsibility. Her sharp mind and constant need to improve things would see her take on a mantle akin to steward. She saw to the logistics of trade and war, learned to run a household and look out for the people around her.
And she was relatively content to stay in Astarrea with some visits to the mainland.
But now Vera's taking a break and someone has to be in Arx.
