Orelia Stonewood
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| Orelia Stonewood | |
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| Social Rank | 5 |
| Fealty | Grayson |
| House | Stonewood |
| Gender | Female |
| Age | 18 |
| Religion | Gild |
| Vocation | Noble |
| Height | 5'5 |
| Hair Color | Blonde |
| Eye Color | Grey-Blue |
| Skintone | Lightly Tanned |
| Family | |
| Parents | Eroza Arterius, Leonius Stonewood |
| Uncles/Aunts | Charlemagne Arterius, Carmen Whisperwind, Vayla Pravus, Reginalde Stonewood |
| Cousins | Joscelin Arterius, Arianna Stonewood, Graham Stonewood, Gailin Fireviper, Malesh Stonewood |
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Description
Orelia is perhaps not, at a glance, what one might expect of a warrior. As the baby-faced lines of adolescence have sharpened, they've revealed fine-boned, vaguely leonine features that seem in perpetual flux between mischief and bored indifference. Large, upward tilted eyes of tempestuous, stormy grey-blue - framed with ebon lashes and straight, groomed tawny brows - sparkle on occasion with an unsettling wildness beneath the facade of decorum. This is especially true when she flashes her teeth in one of those trademark insouciant grins. Long, thick tresses, soft and with a natural tousled wave, would fall when loosed to her tiny waist; swirls of gold, honey and platinum. But she keeps it properly pinned up at her nape, more often than not, contrasting pleasantly enough against the light golden tan of her skin.
Faint, silvery scars mar here and there, most notably a slice at her left temple which meanders into her hairline above the ear. Not overly tall, she is slender and lean of limb; subtle musculature a testament to time devoted in training of some kind. Dancing maybe, given the fluid grace with which she moves. Her legs in particular are long, bordering on coltish, and offering her a rangy gait.
Personality
Like most noblewoman, Orelia has been well trained in etiquette and charm. Serious conversations and light hearted banter alike come easily to her. She has particular interest in the topics of philosophy and religion, able to debate them at length with any willing participants. Her hobbies aren't limited to intellectual tasks however. Orelia has quite the reputation of being a troublemaker within her family. From benign pranks, to setting her brother's diary pages to song, to getting into the occasional fight--Orelia can be a difficult woman. She has her mother's free spirit and an uncanny knack for talking her way out of trouble. Her love for the gods is strong but not enough to curb her appetite for mischievousness.
Background
Orelia's mother was from common blood, a soldier for the Lyceum named Eroza Arterius. Her father was a nobleman from the Stonewood family who'd become enamored with her mother's stubbornness and bravery. Although Orelia's mother died when she was two years old, her father spent many a night telling tales of her and Orelia's uncles exploits on the battlefield. The young girl would grow up on wild stories of soldiers and knights.
As a child, Orelia would run around the grounds of their estate getting into trouble and play fighting with her middle brother. Her eldest brother tried his best to temper her mischief by distracting her with more stories. These were about the gods. She found just as much joy in listening to them as she did when hearing of how her mother bested someone in a duel.
Her brother managed to channel some of her energy into putting these tales into songs of worship. Orelia had a great talent for composing music as well as performing it and as she grew older, she spent less time playing pranks and more singing. At least, publicly. Unbeknownst to her brothers, she'd struck a deal with her father to behave. For as long as she avoided causing a fuss, he'd pay for a private tutor to teach her how to fight.
Now as a young woman, Orelia has devoted herself to sword and songcraft. She has come to Arx to trace down any of her Arterius relatives and to see if she might gain a place in one of the many military orders there.
