This is a steel-forged beauty, plucked from the warmth of southern seas to be hammered to a razor's edge. An enviable figure, suited to be the subject of a marble sculpture appears just as cool as that stone itself. There is naught to beckon in her carriage, but rather to admire from a distance. Green eyes near as pale as frosted glass, there are elements of peridot beneath if less sun-soaked. Nobility is there in facial features, the high cheekbones and petite nose. Lips are soft, generous, and expressive with engaging smiles. Her hair would fall down to her waist if left free to, the color varying between rich crimson and pale honey as if strands are woven from sunset itself. Skin is porcelain pale, flawless, pampered as if hours a day are set aside for her vanity alone.
Vanora can be difficult to understand upon initial meeting, and to some may come off as frosty, a shell of careful politics and court etiquette that beneath holds deeper and more mercurial moods. She carries herself with an unflappable poise perfected over years of practice. There are some who remark on how cool she remains under pressure, but whether that is the truth or merely the illusion she strives for who could say? She should not be mistaken for a woman lacking passions however, indeed hers are examined so intensely she makes indulging in them an art.
Vanora Pravus was born at the edge of scandal and has skirted it seemingly ever since. With her birth more than six years after her next oldest sibling and the ivory skin and red-gold hair not typically associated with Southern beauty, she has had to fight for her place. Rumors spread through Setarco that she was the product of a steamy affair, though Zacharie Pravus swiftly and vocally claimed the girl as his own daughter, insisting on her legitimacy and all the rights and privileges that went with it.
The next scandal to touch Vanora came through her eldest brother, who was captured and executed as one of the ringleaders whose coup led to the murder of Duke Piero. Vanora's parents and two remaining brothers were banished from court, sent to a far off coastal estate to live. Vanora herself, who had been off in Lenosia training to become a Priestess of Tehom, was recalled to Setarco to serve at her cousin Duchess Belladonna Pravus' whim. She spent the next several years in this role, following the Duchess to Arx to serve as her adviser, lady-in-waiting, and hostage all at once.
When the time came to serve Pravus' interests through a marriage alliance, Vanora was offered to Marquis Ford Kennex of Stormward, an arrangement which she found more than suitable. Shortly after their union the newly minted Marquessa found herself in the midst of political struggle when her husband freed all of Stormward's thralls with the stroke of a pen, relying on her for assistance with the fallout. With hard work the March was able to pull through the crisis whole. Unfortunately the Kennex marriage did not fare so well.
In the summer of 1008, Dominus Aldwin granted Vanora and Ford a dissolution of their union and permission to remarry in time, though a haze of whispers followed. Rumors which only intensified when shortly a betrothal was announced between Lady Vanora Pravus and Lord Valdemar Grimhall, heir to Grihem's Point and the son of the liege lord of Kennex. Court gossips immersed themselves in the Lady's infamy, requiring House Grimhall to stand firmly behind the union as alliances shifted and re-shifted.
Now she and Valdemar have two sons, the heir and the spare in their twin boys. Lady Vanora has been named a Voice of Grimhall and is said to be a force of influence within the family. Like a blade formed under the harshest conditions, she weathers the storms of court and continues to work for the glory of House Grimhall and the Thirteenth.