Cerelia Pontelaeus

Cerelia Pontelaeus
Social Rank	7
Fealty	Pravus
House	Pontelaeus
Gender	Female
Age	24
Religion	Faith Of The Pantheon
Vocation	Ship Captain
Height	tall
Hair Color	Auburn
Eye Color	Brown
Skintone	Sunkissed
Family
Parents	Rodolphus Pontelaeus, Antonia Pontelaeus
Uncles/Aunts	Demetra Pontelaeus, Ghislaine Bloodsea
Cousins	Sabriel Bloodsea, Giorgio Pontelaeus, Savio Amadeo
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Description

A woman of average height and an easy, natural sort of beauty. Her skin has been kissed by the sun, possessing a tanned complexion that suits her well. While smiles come easily to her features, her eyes possess a certain light that suggests an ease of getting to business and a natural sense of command. Long auburn hair is often tied back to free it from her eyes, but that still does little to detract from her natural beauty and devil may care attitude.

Personality

Distant and somewhat aloof, Cerelia is as likeable as any of the Pontelaeus family. There is just something about her that seems somewhat distant, as if she is always looking for something. Possessing a mild temper and as easy to smile as to frown, she is most happy when she has something to occupy her mind, lest she become restless.

Background

Born of the Sea. At least, that is what Cerelia would say of herself when asked of her past. The Pontelaeus family is that of wealthy bankers and traders, often braving the waters of the Saffron Chain, braving trade routes that run the risk of slipping inadvertently into interhouse wars between the various Abandoned Clans. It is on one such ship that Cerelia was born. It was a stormy night and the sea was angry, so many of the sailors who were present that night would say. The waves were rising high and the ship they all sailed upon was being pitched to and fro, in danger of capsizing when a bolt of lightning struck and severed the mast in twain. Her mother, the ship's First Mate, had ignored counsel from the healers in Tremorus that her baby would not wait to the end of the voyage which she had deemed too valuable to postpone. So it was that in the peak of the storm that she would go into labor.

The ship was drifting listless upon the raging storm tossed sea, and no help was to be found for miles. Doomed to sink, at least that is what the crew of the ship believed, it was sudden providence when down below Cerelia's mother screamed at the peak of her delivery and a sudden calm fell eerily upon the waters as Cerelia made her way into the world and drew her first breath. The ship ran aground on a deserted island, and there the crew would live in relative ease for two weeks until another Pontelaeus rescue ship would find them. At least, if you believed the legends of the Saffron Chain, that is what you would hear.

Cerelia's younger years would drift by with a relative lack of complication. Like any child, she was good in certain studies, and rubbish at others. Like her cousin, Savio, she would show little interest at all in the family business. But where she excelled was upon the waters. From schooner to caravel, Cerelia had a gift at sailing and navigating upon the waves, and as she entered into her late teens the sea is where she would spend the majority of her time. She took the helm of trading vessels when the positions presented themselves to her. When they did not, she would take out other vessels, always as if there was something out on those waters to be found, some mystery to plumb. Sometimes she would even offer her services to Sabriel, soon becoming fast friends and joining the Vice-Admiral upon the seas.

When Leporidae bent the knee and joined the Compact she was as skeptical as many of her kin, but when Giorgio sent word back to the family of the wonders to be found in Arx, Cerelia would find herself being sent soon after Savio with orders from the family to join the two Pontelaeus brothers and help where she might in their pursuits in Arx.