Lady Oriana Inverno
It's a shame how whole families can be torn apart by something as simple a pack of wild dogs.
Description: The innocence of youth still clings to her, softening what might other wise be overly sharp features, rounding out the high cheekbones and pointy chin into something that goes beyond just mildly pleasing to the eye. Pale grey eyes are sharp, watchful and hold a mischievious glint to them that brightens what might otherwise be an overly washed out color. Her hair is the soft brown of sable pelts, and seems to be well cared for, and always exceptionally styled for whatever situation she might find herself in.
Personality: Quick-witted with a wickedly sharp tongue doesn't even begin to describe her. She's always got a response, tends to try for the last word in any conversation. She's not rude, never that, but she's not a push over, either. She stands her ground, and faces the world with a smile even in the face of grim fates and has been prone towards gallows humor.
Background: Oriana had an older brother, one that was meant to eventually take over the family and the House, so she was allowed the freedom to explore and settle into whatever life she might want to have. The life she chose was a questionable one, by most standards. She begun taking to sea with some of the ah...fisherman of Caina, coming back frequently with more than just fish, however. Among those in the family, they knew, but she was careful enough that any illegal activity couldn't be connected to her, or in turn the family itself. In fact, she denies it often. She's just a girl, with a penchant for the sea and her religion.
When Argento was recently taken by House Pravus her own family was thrown into turmoil, some they found had gotten closer to Argento over the recent generation than before. But somehow it was never proven if Oriana or her twin brother were among those loyal to Argento, or removed from the conflict itself. If asked, she always maintains her loyalty to her family as being all that matters.
|Orland||A good girl in a bad world... although I had the pleasure of recognizing the jest in that, even if I wasn't supposed to see it. The hint of cynicism is no doubt, understood.|