Description: Tall and powerfully built, Xandrine moves through life with the power -- and tact -- of a battering ram. Her hair is a free-flowing riot of tight, dark curls, as wild as the grin she often wears. She has bold features: a strong jaw, a nose that's been broken at least once, and dark, thick brows above eyes that shine bright as silver.

Personality: Independent to the point of weakness, Xandrine is driven by her heart above all else: heart over head, every time. She'd never make it as a noble. She is as unfettered in her delight as in her despair. She feels with her whole heart -- and sometimes with her fists, and sometimes with her knives. She probably wants to fight you but don't worry, it will be fun.

Background: Born in Sanctum to a groundskeeper of the (mostly) respectable Morgan family and a Lycene duelist slicing her way into the Oathlands, Xandrine grew up proud of her family's reputation for honor and air of danger, both. Only fitting, no, for a descendant of the very first Champion?

After the Tragedy, like many survivors, felt compelled to become a knight. She was far too young to take up arms, but that didn't stop her. Finding a Knight of the Laurent family who would squire her, she worked determinedly. Also fitting for the descendant of the very first etc, she displayed a natural talent for fighting, and quickly developed a rivalry with another young squire and aspiring Champion.

Competition fueled her on towards excellence, developing a reputation - in the Laurent lands, at least. Oaths taken, duels fought (and sometimes won), Xandrine was sent on another mission: Go to Arx, escorting some precious cargo.