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She rarely spoke of her origins and never claimed 'home' as any one place. Carilova seemed to know the customs of nearly all the more notable houses of the Compact and whether that came from study or firsthand experience had been the talk among the peerage after her departures. Noblemen and women had been eager to call and summon on her as a counselor, friend, advisor and notable guest.

There was no shortage of peers and commoners that exhibited equal parts regal charm and everyday good-nature. Carilova was no exception, but there was a natural easiness to the way she blended and dressed for occasions. Whether it was somewhere in the lowers where clothes would be less flashy or somewhere in the wards of the great houses with dresses and gowns of the priciest fabrics, she was also dressed to leave an impression. She was blessed with a long and slender frame with curves in the right places, sleek lines in others.

Poised, calm and gregarious, there is never a room or locale that isn't made a little brighter by her presence. While it may be easy to discount her grace due to her beauty, it took little more than a single conversation to see manifest from deep below the surface of her skin. Carilova possessed a quick wit, sharp tongue and never met a stranger. Life itself, the grand adventure that it was, never found itself taken more than a day at a time. Each new experience was to be savored, each connection with a person relished.