From diamonds nothing was born, from dung flowers bloom.
Description: A lean figure of sinew and bone, wrapped in fair flesh. She stands with broad shoulders, chest confidently puffed out to meet the world. Her figure is narrow and muscular, a clear result of knightly training. Joan's copper hair is neatly trimmed and primped, and tied back into a small bun. The pointed contour of her face gives her a distinctly androgynous look, one could be forgiven for mistaking her for a man at a distance. Her green eyes flicker about with a nervous energy, regarding the world around her with a telling anxiety.
Personality: Joan is clearly a prodigal, her mannerisms reveal as much. In spite of this, she tries her best to be a part of "civilized" society. Everything about her personality, from her dedication to the Pantheon to her strange obsession with reading, is in service to appearing "civilized." However, old habits are hard to break, and she can hardly stop herself from instinctively slipping in some Arvani slang. Paired with her liege's reputation, the stigma of being a prodigal is hard to escape. In order to "blend in," Joan has leaned into many Oathlander stereotypes, such as being infatuated with honor and overly pious. Although she outwardly presents as a follower of the Pantheon, she still clearly holds onto her people's shamanistic superstitions. She is particularly cautious around animals, as she was taught to venerate their spirits from a young age.
Background: Joan's early life is filled with little of note, other than being raised among the Abandoned of the Greenwood. She was an aggressive child, always the sort that just couldn't play nice. Much ado was made about her people's kneeling to Valardin, but the event meant little to the young Joan. Although she was regaled with tails of her people's heroic resistance, she was never the type to hold her people's history in great reverence. When the people of Greenhaven were deprived of their shav ways, Joan's parents were among the first to embrace the Compact. They sought to use their daughter as a stepping stone to a greater life, and Joan was presented to many traveling nobles and knights as a potential squire. She was eventually taken on as a squire to a knight of the Telmarch, known as Sir Amis.
After seasons of rigorous training and servitude under Sir Amis, Joan rose as a knight of Greenhaven upon her coming of age. She returned to the Greenwood a changed woman, inducted into the pomp and ceremony of the foreign Oathlands. Though she swore an oath to the lords of her people, she felt as if she didn't belong among her fellow prodigals.