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Leola's family have lived on Saik land long before she was born, and have served as houndmasters, horse-trainers and more before even that. Leola held a falcon before she ever picked up a pen and rode a horse before she could leave the homestead alone. Her father ensured she grew up around the animals that her family bred, trained, and taught her how to teach them; how to ensure they bent to the will of their master. It was a simple enough life, out of the trials and worry of politics, but Leola - well, it was what she knew. She grew, and there had been suitors, but none she'd cared much for, and the work was always more important. Time enough for that; the Saiks were not rich, and her family helped. Then, father grew ill. It was prolonged, though not serious, and she was left to manage the affairs of the small family. Before he recovered, they received a request from the Saiks; addressed to her father, for him to travel and train the family's new horses. He was too ill, and Leola went in his place. To Arx.

Long brunette hair is left loose, and her skin has caught more than it's share of sun, with long lashes and dark eyes set over cheeks a little reddened with a permanent burn. Slender, with long limbs and small hands, she moves quickly and neatly, without grace or refinement

Out of doors, Leola is sure of herself. Her stride is long and sure, her eyes gaze out and away and she speaks confidently, clearly, her words carrying easily. Indoors, her steps shorten nearly too much, her voice is muted, and her eyes flick about, overcompensating and uncomfortable.