Social Rank: 8
Concept: Second Chance
Fealty: Crownsworn
Family: Briarsgrove
Gender: female
Marital Status: widowed
Age: 29
Birthday: 8/16
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Purveyor of goods
Height: average height
Hair Color: blonde
Eye Color: grey blue
Skintone: peach

Description: Warm peach skin composes a countenance of high cheekbones and full lips, her nose tipped up slightly to draw attention to the stormy blue of her eyes. Pale gold hair falls in thick natural waves that I fall well past her mid-back. She's not an overly tall woman but slightly over average with a figure that as worn a little by age and hard work.

Personality: There is a confidence with which she walks that is more a simple understanding of where she fits in the world. A quiet calm that covers quick thoughts and a clever mind that often looks burdened with troubles unspoken. Warm in a rather homegrown way, she is friendly and often finds the time to aid those in need, within reason. She is a practical woman with a practical hand and keen eye. No one has ever said for her to be an idle woman for busy work helps the soul continue striding forward and that is exactly what Laurel is beneath her exterior, a busy bee with a focus for fine detail.

Background: There is little consequence to Laurel's early life. She grew up within the Crownlands with her father and mother; not to mention the gaggle of siblings where she herself landed near the younger side of the spectrum. With so many hands to help tend the fields, Laurel along with her younger siblings were afforded more extended lessons and she flourished, with a head for numbers and the market. As she grew older she becomes the family's chief representative at market for all their extra goods that were made over the winter, selling blankets, clothing, carved goods and more whenever they made them rip to the market in Arx.

The story continues. Boy meets girl. Boy falls for girl and after two long years of pursuit and meetings spaced too far apart, Laurel wed a man named Arden. An apprentice jeweler and rather skilled at his work. They two had a family and prospered as sometimes common folk do.

Arden grew somewhat frail over the ensuing years and the two moved to be near her family. Laurel would take his completed pieces to sell in Arx. Life continued on until two years ago when the threat with the Lodge occurred. She returned home to worry within the family with the risks rising many were seeking to leave and enter the city for protection.

Aren refused to go and Laurel stayed. It was not long after that such a threat would take the lives of children and husband. With no choice but to leave the home they had made, Laurel returned to Arx to mourn and recover.