Social Rank: 6
Concept: Battlefield Terror
Fealty: Crownsworn
Family: Sulla
Gender: female
Marital Status: single
Age: 37
Birthday: 5/18
Religion: none
Vocation: Warlord
Height: average height
Hair Color: variable
Eye Color: cinnamon
Skintone: light brown

Description: Hip-length hair falling down over the curves of a voluptuous figure rough in the outline of the woman herself. Despite her 5'2" of height she carries herself with pure confidence and earned swagger. Her eyebrows, thin and arched, show that her natural hair color is jet black despite the wig she might be wearing or the complicated weave it has. Her wide cinnamon eyes glint reddish in the light, and her thick lips find a neutral line drawn on them more often than a cheery smile.

Personality: Lady Portia has a reputation among those who know her name without having to think about it. For the soldiers under her command, her name is synonymous with harsh rigidity. She's not afraid to spend lives to achieve her objectives, and with the number of slaves that Cardia has available she's been very successful in most of her objectives. She nows the term acceptable losses and she start every battle with the precise number already calculated. She is that cold, calculating sort.

But that's not to say that frigid precision is all that there is to Lady Portia. She's been said to be a gracious hostess and takes care to keep up with the latest of fashions. She even likes to set trends, favoring wigs of colored - often unnatural colored - variety. So she's got at least some spirit for fun and games.

Background: Lady Portia has never held a sword or spear in her hands. That may not seem an odd statement at first until one realizes her profession is as a commander of soldiers. It is rumored that an oracle announced at her birth that should she ever hold a weapon, disaster and destruction would follow for all of her family. Others whisper that the oracle said the world. Whatever the actual prophecy was given at her birth she keeps to the decree her father made at her birth and has not held a weapon in hand. Instead, she's made the soldiers under her weapons; weapons to remove others, weapons to use among themselves.

In Cardia she rose through the ranks as a successful commander and general, even learning under the great Marcus Sulla himself. She's conquered territory. She's administered military districts. She's been a good Talon, in all the ways she's been asked to be.

And something about that is what has gotten her sent to Arx. She's tough, but never too tough. She's calculating, but never unrelatable. In short, she's a slightly more relatable person than Praetor and has been sent to help provide a softer image. A little softer.