Archlector Avary Ashford of the Sentinel
The Sentinel is *not* blind. It sees everything. It sees it all clearer than you or I could ever fathom.
Social Rank: 5
Concept: Stone-Cold Sentinel
Marital Status: single
Height: average height
Hair Color: blonde
Eye Color: hazel
Description: Only slightly veering on the side of short rather than tall, this woman nevertheless manages a regal bearing with lean, sharp lines of limbs and pale ivory skin. Her hair is a golden blonde that touches to platinum in the light, kept in loose curls to her shoulders and framing a strong face. A high forehead and thick, arched brows frame wide, hooded eyes that shift from blue to green. Her cheeks are full above a blunt, square jaw. Bowed lips are pink and her nose is small and short.
Personality: If one were looking for a perfect representative of the Sentinel, it coalesces in Avary. Cool and impartial, she rarely lets emotions cloud her judgment or sway her decisions, but she remembers every single word or slight. While not unkind, she is certainly reserved. She is as slow to anger as she is to trust. Only very few have ever seen past her walls of polite ice.
Background: Born a cousin of the main branch of the Ashfords and the older sister of Addison, Avary had the distinct honor of being noble by blood, at least. She was a reckless youth, as many Ashfords are known to be, flinging herself head first into any kind of adventure. She loved her home, she loved her family, and she was loved in return. Yet, at the age of 19, something changed suddenly for the young noblewoman. She shut out her family and walked away from her title and claims to join the priesthood without a word of explanation why.
She was a different woman after that; she applied herself fiercly to the studies of the Faith and the questions of it, but she withdrew inward. She travelled, seeking out answers, even as she devoted herself to the Sentinel, never seeking out her Ashford family despite their closeness to Arx. She only returns now, called back by the Faith that took her in, to step into the shoes that Legate Orazio has left behind to become Archlector of the Sentinel.
|Grady||It's a very different mind than mine, I think, that fixes itself on issues of greater truth. It must be a strength of the Compact, I think that it turns out people with such drastically different views of the world, and yet all of us communicating and looking for common ground.|
|Martino||Expressions are ever-so serious and you do not quite know if you are an irritation or not. But, behind that, there is a plan and a vow. A devotion to Sentinel that has not been seen by another since Orazio. Through themselves you can see their adoration for the the enigmatic God.|
|Zoey||Very no-nonsense. It seems fitting for her station.|