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Hailing from a small settlement in the fief traditionally governed by House Darkwater, she was young when she was left alone in the world, and the struggles to survive in the unforgiving lands of the Mourning Isles would mark her profoundly. A story not uncommon among those who toil the easternmost isles of the Compact, the orphan would prove herself a true child of the salt and steel, rising above the dominance of misery to find her way to the great city of Arx. She dreams of returning to her homeland one day, the love for the shores that gave her life still strong in the woman's heart, but destiny takes her to the capitol, where the powerful meet to play their games of passion and politics.

Her hair spun from shimmering gold reaches down her waist and is this woman's pride and joy, always woven into multiple interconnected braids and complex stylings that would denote hours spent each morning tending to her mane. When she smiles she does so with eyes blue as the sky as much as she does with a wide mouth, showing her upper row of teeth which features a set of pointy cuspids. Possessed of a strong body that would make obvious this is a woman who is used to plenty of physical activity, the tall Islander also has the curves to match her attractive visage.

The Mourning Isles are harsh and unforgiving and while some turn to austerity to cope with the realities of life, some become resistant to tragedy to the point of always retaining a sunny disposition. Nothing is hopeless, there is no night so dark that won't leave at the light of a new dawn. Pleasant and silver tongued the Solsdottir girl has never met a storm she could not weather and is always glad to remind the weary and wounded that nothing lasts forever.