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|Description=The statuesque Oathland lady could be called stoic save for that her noble features are often lit with a smile across her full lips. Almond shaped bright blue eyes hold a keen enjoyment of the world around her with the often open regard she offers it. Dark sable hair falls to past her shoulders, often plaited into a braid or several to keep it from her face. Her regal appearance is made more imposing by the toned frame she has come to know in her years of training though none should be surprised that she carries her own mother's subtle but noticeable womanly curves. | |Description=The statuesque Oathland lady could be called stoic save for that her noble features are often lit with a smile across her full lips. Almond shaped bright blue eyes hold a keen enjoyment of the world around her with the often open regard she offers it. Dark sable hair falls to past her shoulders, often plaited into a braid or several to keep it from her face. Her regal appearance is made more imposing by the toned frame she has come to know in her years of training though none should be surprised that she carries her own mother's subtle but noticeable womanly curves. | ||
|Personality=Ouida's smile is quick to appear, and slow to fade; she may act with carefully calculated decorum as would be expected of one charged to protect her brother and Marquessa, she hasn't lost the twinkle in her eye of her more carefree days spent wooing and enjoying the attentions of many a courtly lord or lady. Gently spoken and chivalrous to a high degree, it's hard to imagine her in the heat of battle and bloodlust and perhaps that is part of her rather unorthodox type of Valardin reserve. In the presence of a threat, however, the warmth and courtly grace evaporates into something far more... expedient. | |Personality=Ouida's smile is quick to appear, and slow to fade; she may act with carefully calculated decorum as would be expected of one charged to protect her brother and Marquessa, she hasn't lost the twinkle in her eye of her more carefree days spent wooing and enjoying the attentions of many a courtly lord or lady. Gently spoken and chivalrous to a high degree, it's hard to imagine her in the heat of battle and bloodlust and perhaps that is part of her rather unorthodox type of Valardin reserve. In the presence of a threat, however, the warmth and courtly grace evaporates into something far more... expedient. | ||
| − | |Background=Ouida | + | |Background=Born the youngest of the three children of Marquis Tibalt and Marquessa Owenna Harthall, Ouida as a spare of the spare was allowed to have her vocation molded to her inclinations, rather than the other way around. Close enough in age to have been more of a companion/partner in crime to Orvyn than annoying hanger on, the two siblings were very close growing up in the shadow of the heir Odhran. From the start she was much more inclined to athletic and adventurous pursuits than the intellectual. She may not have been able to argue her way out of anything, but that's what fists are for! Luckily her energies were quickly channeled into preparation to become a knight, and that finally gave quite a bit of discipline and structure (and infected her with quite a sense of courtly chivalry) before she became too much of a bully. |
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| + | Her knighthood came on the field, and she has a strong reputation for seeing the objective completed and targets protected first and foremost above personal glory, eschewing the flashier trappings of knighthood. Until the untimely deaths of her eldest brother and her father, and Orvyn's rise to Marquis, she spent most of her teen and adult years in the company of knights and soldiers, highborn and commoner alike, fighting and learning from the many minor skirmishes on the mainland. When Orvyn called her to higher service, she answered, and later led some of Harthall's efforts in the Silent War, Gyre War, and the Defense of the Lodge, as well as putting down continuing shav'arvani, bandit, and pirate threats in Fair Harbour. When Orvyn and Sunniva established their household in Arx, she followed in service. | ||
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| + | Once famed for her pursuit of courtly love in all forms, especially amongst a wide variety of ladies and a few lords, someone quick to carouse and laugh, the last few years of increased duties both within her family and outside of it, seem to have taken their toll, crafting someone far more deliberate and measured and calm. Surely that earlier fire still burns within, but it is kept very carefully under a shield of Valardin reserve. | ||
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Latest revision as of 12:05, 4 August 2020
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| Ouida Harthall | |
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| Social Rank | 5 |
| Fealty | Valardin |
| House | Harthall |
| Gender | Female |
| Age | 25 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Knight |
| Height | 5'10" |
| Hair Color | Black |
| Eye Color | Blue |
| Skintone | Fair |
| Family | |
| Parents | Tibalt Harthall, Owenna Harthall |
| Siblings | Orvyn Harthall, Odhran Harthall |
| Uncles/Aunts | Daryn Harthall, Dannil Harthall, Layna Harthall, Edward Harthall, Duncan Harthall, Fillip Harthall, Martina Harthall, Feline Harthall |
| Cousins | Kent Harthall, Islin Harthall, Liliana Harthall, Bree Harthall, Brannen Harthall, Emmelline Harthall, Josiah Harthall, Walter Harthall, Adelphie Harthall |
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Description
The statuesque Oathland lady could be called stoic save for that her noble features are often lit with a smile across her full lips. Almond shaped bright blue eyes hold a keen enjoyment of the world around her with the often open regard she offers it. Dark sable hair falls to past her shoulders, often plaited into a braid or several to keep it from her face. Her regal appearance is made more imposing by the toned frame she has come to know in her years of training though none should be surprised that she carries her own mother's subtle but noticeable womanly curves.
Personality
Ouida's smile is quick to appear, and slow to fade; she may act with carefully calculated decorum as would be expected of one charged to protect her brother and Marquessa, she hasn't lost the twinkle in her eye of her more carefree days spent wooing and enjoying the attentions of many a courtly lord or lady. Gently spoken and chivalrous to a high degree, it's hard to imagine her in the heat of battle and bloodlust and perhaps that is part of her rather unorthodox type of Valardin reserve. In the presence of a threat, however, the warmth and courtly grace evaporates into something far more... expedient.
Background
Born the youngest of the three children of Marquis Tibalt and Marquessa Owenna Harthall, Ouida as a spare of the spare was allowed to have her vocation molded to her inclinations, rather than the other way around. Close enough in age to have been more of a companion/partner in crime to Orvyn than annoying hanger on, the two siblings were very close growing up in the shadow of the heir Odhran. From the start she was much more inclined to athletic and adventurous pursuits than the intellectual. She may not have been able to argue her way out of anything, but that's what fists are for! Luckily her energies were quickly channeled into preparation to become a knight, and that finally gave quite a bit of discipline and structure (and infected her with quite a sense of courtly chivalry) before she became too much of a bully.
Her knighthood came on the field, and she has a strong reputation for seeing the objective completed and targets protected first and foremost above personal glory, eschewing the flashier trappings of knighthood. Until the untimely deaths of her eldest brother and her father, and Orvyn's rise to Marquis, she spent most of her teen and adult years in the company of knights and soldiers, highborn and commoner alike, fighting and learning from the many minor skirmishes on the mainland. When Orvyn called her to higher service, she answered, and later led some of Harthall's efforts in the Silent War, Gyre War, and the Defense of the Lodge, as well as putting down continuing shav'arvani, bandit, and pirate threats in Fair Harbour. When Orvyn and Sunniva established their household in Arx, she followed in service.
Once famed for her pursuit of courtly love in all forms, especially amongst a wide variety of ladies and a few lords, someone quick to carouse and laugh, the last few years of increased duties both within her family and outside of it, seem to have taken their toll, crafting someone far more deliberate and measured and calm. Surely that earlier fire still burns within, but it is kept very carefully under a shield of Valardin reserve.
