Browse wiki

Born abroad to Carabelle Artiglio, sister to Giovanni and Blacktongue, Lore didn't reach Arx until she was in her fifth year. Her mother brought her home to the family without a mention as to why, refusing to speak on the matter, ever. It lead Lore to being raised in the Lyceum ward, growing up alongside her cousins, and indeed, being sad when Talen was sent to 'the Big House' to live after Giovanni's death. Still, she found herself with plenty of playmates, growing from childhood to adulthood, travelling here and there with Velenosan merchant ships. She discovered a penchant for drawing, and a love of cartography, learning quickly to chart the lands and seas where she traveled. Lore even gained a bit of a reputation for knowing the best people to deal with, how to get where they wanted to go (quickest routes don't always mean safest, though!). A few years back, she sent a messenger to her family saying that she'd found a ship bound for Eurus and that she planned to sail with them, come Abyss or high water! And then nothing, for years. Not until a ship sailed into port bearing a young woman claiming to be Lore Artiglio!

On the tall side for a woman at 5'9", Lore is a hard woman to miss. From the loose waves of deep chestnut hair streaked with bronze and toffee streaks granted by the sun, to the changeable green of her eyes that range from their usual jade to a deeper malachite with the change of her moods, she is easy on the eyes and knows it. The sort of indescribable beauty that will last long after her hair starts to turn gray and her skin starts to thin. Dark, slashing brows, a slender nose, and a mobile mouth with a fuller lower lip completes that eternal allure. Her body is neither slender nor full-figured, falling somewhere between with both a slight show of muscle under the skin, curves to fit her frame, and legs that seem to go on forever.

Gregarious and free-spirited, there is little that gets Lore down for long. She lives for adventure and travel and making a few coins doing it. Outgoing and friendly, occasionally a bit crass or uncouth; Lore loves a good story, a good drink, or a good fight in any particular order. Conversely, she also appreciates those quiet times that let her indulge her artistic urges, charting the seas, creating maps of the known world. Imagining up new ones to make maps for.