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Emele Greenblood is a young prodigal woman of the Greenblood family. She and her twin brother, Eshken, were not even teenagers when their tribe was torn in two and her parents-- rebels --left to join house Riven and bend knee to Grayson. Her parents took the two young twins with them when they went. She remembers tribal life but feels that life with Riven fits her better. As the daughter of a Tribe elder she felt stifled by responsibility. She was going to be raised to hold some sort of power, like her older cousin Esoka-- but she just didn't /feel right/. She would have rather been out picking flowers, carving things, or playing in streams. As she grew up in Twainfort she was introduced to paintings, and she realized what she had been missing her short life. She took to painting like a fish to water, and saw potential in other materials, as well. Her twin, Eshken, is her rock and her anchor. When she started getting older he urged her to take on a creative profession that would also earn her money, so at eighteen she became an apprentice smith, specializing in armor. Since then she has only improved her smithing, until she was acknowledged a Master Armorsmith by the Crafter's Guild. She far prefers working on armor, finding the intricacies and the potential for self-expression much more appealing than other forms of metalworking, though weapons and jewelry are also tempting. When she can get away with it she adds a fantastical bent to her armor creations. Wings, feathers, beautiful etchings. Emele couldn't think of a world where she was not close to her brother and her niece-- Elia --so when he joined Whitehawk she went as well, offering her services as a smith to Baron Whitehawk. With her own shop in Arx and full membership of the Crafter's Guild, she's very much an asset to the Whitehawks, and she knows it.

Emele stands around 5'8", making her rather tall for a woman of Arx. Her dark bronze skin glows with health but is often speckled with little bits of paint here and there. It can also sometimes be seen in her black curls; the tight tiny spirals are often held back with a ribbon to keek them out of her face. She's slender and a hint on the dainty side. Her darkly golden haze eyes are framed by dark lashes and often hold a far off dreamy look to them.

Emele finds the world around her absolutely brimming with beauty. She always was a dreamer, a woman with her head in the clouds, but transferring those dreams to canvas or to metal takes some serious work and she knows it. She's generally happy and enjoys life, finding inspiration in everything and beauty in the smallest things. How could one be sad when the world is so beautiful? She's quick to smile, quick to laugh, and quick to be inspired, but she's learned the value of hard work and focus when it's needed, and isn't shy about applying herself to make things happen.