Lady Rowynna Blackshore
Sometimes when things are falling apart, they may actually fall into place.
Description: Sable locks fall in disarray around her shoulders, only to be disrupted by a white streak down the right side of her face. Her deep blue eyes look out into the world with knowledge that is beyond her years. Her smooth pale skin has not a freckle or mark, showing she stays out of the sun. She rarely pays attention to what she puts over her hourglass figure, even though at second glance, one might see her beauty. Her fingers are often stained with ink for her many forays into knowledge, writing everything in her journal.
(Her hair has been swept into a loose knot at the nape of her neck.)
Personality: There is always an air of frailty about the young, earnest woman. As if she is uncertain where to place her next word. She only feels comfortable in her skin when there's books surrounding her with her journal open and inkwell filled. Social situations can be a bit awkward. Although, when back into a corner her stubbornness flairs showing that underneath the bookworm is the heart of a fierce protector.
Background: Lady Rowynna Blackshore arrived in Arx with little to her name. She took rooms at a local inn and then immediately reached out to the current baroness, claiming to be the distant relative of Baroness Skye Blackshore. A cousin from the Blackshore side of the family that was estranged two generations ago and took settlement elsewhere than Blackshore Isle. She heard of Skye's efforts to restore the family's isle and has arrived in Arx to assist with the rebuilding efforts. Baroness Skye Blackshore met with her and seemed satified with the relation since she does have the striking Blackshore Cerulean eyes that is signature for relatives in the bloodline.
Of course, this mysterious lady has done little to fill in anymore details. She has been spending most of her time in the Great Archives doing research and assisting the Blackshores with their rebuilding. Although, something odd that one of the social mavens noticed is that Lady Rowynna is almost the exact replica of Lady Elisabe Blackshore's painting that hangs in one of the gallerys in Arx. Lady Elisabe didn't have a white streak in her hair. The resemblence is uncanny. Of course they couldn't be the same person. Baron Oswald's sister had that painting done when she turned eighteen twenty-six years ago. It certainly lends credit that Lady Rowynna is a Blackshore.
|Asralyn||Oh now I know what it feels like to be a cat looking in on a bird in its cage. How I love to tease.|
|Harlex||The young woman is a Blackshore. She has the qualities of a small, wind-lashed islet. A place of solitude and reflection that makes for comfortable escapes from the crowded world. I'm certain her stone skipping will improve in time.|
|Mabelle||A sweet, young, bright eyed Lady Blackshore. We share the duties for our people, I hope her passion blossoms into it as it bloomed for me.|
|Martino||Fair and curious Lady of the Stacks. One I can see being an utterly delightful researcher with me|
|Porter||I hope she finds the weapons training she's looking for! It would be a pity if something happened to her while she was doing all that research she loves.|
|Romulius||My cousin - nearly a stranger, but there is no doubt she fits in. She shares Dycard's love of mystery.|
|Serena||Lady Rowynna Blackshore is going places. She has the dedication and drive to get what she wants and is not afraid to go after it. I like that about her. That and the striking white in her hair; beautiful.|
|Valdemar||Pleasant, curious, and intelligent from what I've seen so far.|
|Zyanya||The sharpest rocks are those which hide beneath soft wind-plucked ripples in the open water.|