Lady Brier Crovane
The politics aren't so bad, I don't mind digging out a dress every now and then to play in the games of the court. Still, give me an ale and a hammer and that would make my day perfect.
Description: This woman is born of the strong stock of the North's blood, towering over most women and some menfolk by standing a few inches more than six feet tall. Her build is strong and thick, but still maintains some femininity to it. Her skin is pale and there is a scattering of scarring on her. The most notably being one by her left shoulder, and several aged cuts and burn marks of varying shapes and sizes covering her arms and hands. On her hands, there are also a number of calluses that are the aftermath of a life of hard work and dedication. Her face is round and while her eyes have a weary look to them, time has still been kind to her and keep her features gentle. Her eyes are a shade of blue that invokes thoughts of the ice and cold, and her blonde hair is bright like the sun, especially when it catches the light. It could easily reach past her shoulders and down her back. Bronze ringlets contain very loose braids and bunches of her hair that are meant to help keep it restrained and out of her face.
Personality: While Brier is more subdued since the death of her late husband, there is still a fiery passion inside of her that is tempered by a strong will and hot headed streak. There is no doubt that while Brier is capable of playing up her role as a Lady, there is even less doubt that she would prefer nothing more than to just be rough housing or shaping iron and steel.
Background: Brier was born in the north in the middle of June as one of the first cousins of the Crovane family. Her mother was Ingrid and married into the Crovanes, while her father was Kheit Crovane. She was quick to become known for being one of the biggest handfuls out of the Crovane family's children, one who was quick to barrel into trouble just for the fun of it or to otherwise make sure that no one doubted her just because she was a 'young lady'. Her family, knowing that she would need an outlet to contain her energy and distract her, encouraged her to spend some time with the blacksmith of the village. There she tended to some apprentice-like duties and found that she loved the craft. Enthralled by working in the forge, Brier soon became less of a problem and grew into a fine young woman. There was a time that her family encouraged her to marry a young man of a neighboring territory, and so she and Yldimer were married in the winter months near her twentieth birthday. They spent ten years living happily together, but were unable to bear any new heirs due to him being secretly barren. Unfortunately, he fell three years ago in defending the north. For years she was stricken by grief, until her mother and father encouraged her to try a change of scenery and so she moved to Arx with hopes of being able to leave behind her past.
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