Lady Brianna Halfshav
Anyone that's seen all of the wild and violent North knows that life is far too short to not experience fully.
Description: When flattering bards sing of 'the wildfire of sunrise tresses,' they might mean Lady Brianna Halfshav. Popular southern songs singing of northern women tell how the cold north cannot contain the fire of their beauty, or the blaze of their vitality, and she fits the ideal of the songs perfectly. Her fierce blue eyes entrance, reflecting one's own soul in their intense mirth or fury. Her lush lips accentuate the rampant joy or dark fury that her lovely eyes hold. Her frame is the muse to many an artist, with soft curves and graceful lines. She takes the breath away entering a room, then fill it again with a sense of life and delight that no one can match. When one catches a glimpse of her alone, they may see the deep sadness she lets through where no one else can see.
Personality: Brianna never quite settled into the role of a proper lady. She is courteous, graceful, demure when needs be, and knows all the steps of the courtly dance, but it's all practice, rather than natural ability. She loves to laugh at raunchy humor, and dance a bawdy dance. She loves living in Arx, because it lets her dress in the nigh-scandalous fashions of the Lyceum - which show more skin than is practical in the cold North. She's rarely inappropriate and never so by intention, but she loves how the Velenosa skirt that line, and the rich sparkles of the Grayson mines. She can be vain, cruel, and terrible when she needs to be, but mostly she simply wants to experience life like few can. She made for warfare and the adventures that go with it, and she makes her own adventures in the wilds of the city life. Little ignite the wild fury she feels like the Shav that terrorize her homeland, and she becomes completely irrational when talk turns to them and their ilk.
Background: A true child of the north, Brianna has always wanted more. She's proud of everything about her heritage, taking particular pride in her family House Halfshav winning glory for House Redrain and laying low the worst elements of the Abandoned in the North. Despite that pride, she yearns to see more, and she grew up of tales among northern nobility about the wild customs and fashions of the south and the pageantry of the court of Arx. When she was finally old enough to accompany her father south to court, it seemed to be all she had ever dreamed, delighting in all she found and even meeting the king, becoming King Alaric IV's frequent companion.
Shortly after the king's marriage, she was forced to return to the north, but has since returned after the tragedy of the King's Rest. Still bright and vivacious, she also has a newfound determination and intensity about her, the tragedy of recent events with the coma of the king and deaths of so many others weighing heavily upon her mind.
|Aethan||A good guesser, and also clue-giver.|
|Ajax||Ah, lady Halfshav. It is always pleasure.|
|Bliss||Nobody had warned me that Brianna Halfshav could swing an axe like that. What an utterly pleasant - if painful! - surprise. I couldn't have been matched against a better partner in the Grand Melee, and the fact that we both went on to the last nine despite all efforts by others to change that proves this is the case. She also loved the challenge - good points all around.|
|Braden||A northern warrior woman, who apparently took a would from a greatsword and was not cut in twixt. Quite impressive. Looking forward to getting to know her better.|
|Delilah||The northern flame burns so bright on the tournament grounds as she does in person. How easy to be drawn in and how difficult to leave! All the Halfshavs have an excess of spirit about them, an intensity of being that illuminates them from deep within, and Lady Brianna has a light that will not be quenched despite whatever may be arrayed against it. She writes beautifully, too.|
|Eleanor||She might be the most strong-willed person I've ever met. It's rather inspiring, honestly, even if I expect it doesn't make planning things go entirely... smoothly.|
|Evaristo||Firm, that handshake. I bet she'd sweep me across the dance floor!|
|Harlex||She is a tall one and knows what she likes, which sounds like conking fellas on the head. We'll fight, eventually.|
|Josephine||As with all Halfshav's, I have yet to meet one that I don't like and the Lady Brianna is no exception. She rates right up there with her father in delight.|
|Mikani||Always bears her strength with a smile and a drink. I think that's what makes us such good friends. We know how to build each other up.|
|Mirk||A cousin, a friend, and sometimes a troublemaker. More responsible than she lets on.|
|Monique||She couldn't quite match the jousting prowess of the Oathlands, but she did a wonderful job trying and it was a close match!|
|Morgan||So, I discovered that Northern warrior women are hot. She's the only one I met, but the statement stands! Funny, dangerous, and a total badass. I like the cut of her jib!|
|Petal||She seems cheerful and includes people and likes games and the like. She seems confident too.|
|Quintin||A fierce Northern warrior with a war axe who dances a violent fight.|
|Raven||Managed to take me down at the melee, but also good fun at a party. May have immeasurably improved my evening indirectly.|
|Reese||She seems friendly and fierce at the very same time and isn't very hung up on titles.|
|Selene||Impressive in competition and warm-hearted off the field. She has an ease about her I find charming.|
|Sorrel||Lady Brianna Halfshav and I are thick as thieves, though I worry about all the heartache she's gone through over the last few years. But we'll always be found fighting side-by-side, to the end. She's a good friend.|
|Vercyn||She has grown so much these past few months. It is not surprising considering all that she has been through. I hope to see her grow further and that she stays close by.|
|Willow||The Pride of Halfshav.|