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Born the daughter of Leticia Pravus and - well, that's complicated. It seems Ramona was meant to be the third daughter of Leticia and Raphael (along with Vivana Pravus and Lianne Malespero), but somewhere along the way the truth slipped out. Ramona was not Raphaels child. She was the daughter of a commoner, the result of an illicit affair. And while those closest to Leticia were aware of the scandal, the news never drifted out of the Pravus household. Instead, what was made known publicly, was an unfortunate miscarriage and the wholly unrelated arrival of a distant cousin, who Leticia would be raising. This, surely, was the result of a compromise between mother and not-father. And so Leticia's life was a confusing one. She was raised more as a household servant than a Pravus. She was, on and off, loved and reviled by both her "aunt" Leticia and "uncle" Raphael. It was confusing, being part of the family, but not. Being an outsider on the inside. Existing in that liminal state, neither here nor there. When she finally turned ten, she was packed up and shipped off to the Oathlands, where she would study the Faith. She'd miss her "cousins", but she was finally given a clear place to exist, and that was a great relief. For the past eight years, she's studied with the priests and Godsworn in the Oathlands. While she was decidedly intelligent, and she could recite all the necessary texts, she never cared for the "mythology" of the Faith. She was far more focused on the practical application of Vellichor's knowledge, Petrichor's lessons in agriculture, Mangata's ship-building... you get the idea. Finally, now, after completing her education and swearing her oaths, she's been sent to Arx to find her "cousins".

Born of one of the most stunning of Pravus noblewomen, it is impossible for Ramona to be anything but naturally beautiful. She's slim (and possibly malnourished) yet busty. Her complexion would be a lovely olive, but she never sees the sun. Her eyes are a lovely faded green and her lips are full, yet there's almost never any kohl or lip paint. Ramona has little interest in playing up physical appearances. Her hair - nearly black, with caramel undertones - is kept short and almost always a curly mess. She doesn't wear makeup, but for when required of her. She doesn't wear fancy dresses, as a Sister of the Faith needn't (is her excuse). Perhaps worst, she regularly skips baths... there's too much work to do!

For the first decade of her life, Ramona was treated differently. Most of the time, she was denied any love and affection. She was the source of a problem, even if she did not understand what it was. Yet, there were times when both "aunt" and "uncle" would shower praise and affection on her - always behind closed doors, usually while said guardians were drunk. And so it was that Ramona learned of human emotions. They make no sense and there's no reason to dwell on them. Instead, she focused on the empirical. She focused on rules, on logic, on science, on knowledge. To say she was awkward, well. She never felt awkward, even as she broke social norms, or missed social queues, or otherwise acted weird. But she sure made other people feel awkward, and got herself removed from parties, sent to her dorm room, and otherwise excluded. But that's no matter! She remains upbeat, happy, pleasant, and even adorable, time to time. She speaks honestly and candidly. She lives in her own world, so long as no one yells at her about doing something "wrong". Through knowledge, life is easy.