Highborn, vanessa arryn

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Positive:[break]
Knowledgeable, Observant, Patient, Affectionate, Candid, Decisive, Diligent, Eloquent, Playful, Understanding, Creative, Positive
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Negative:[break]
Haughty, Bossy, Forgetful, Possessive, Holds grudges, Deceitful, Jealous, Emotional, Touchy, Sporadic, Elitist, Touched

[attr="class","bioheader"]history.

[attr="class,"bioentry"]Being born second was a boon to her, really. An older sibling, regardless of gender, would be brought up to be a heir instead of her. That was good. It meant more freedom and less expectation – and it also meant that she would be brought up as someone who marries. It was clear from the beginning that one day she would get to marry this lord or that lord, no matter what happened. And, frankly, she did not have much interest in that anyway growing up. Her tendencies to be a bit of a wild child were reined in, at least partially. [break] [break]
Some of it was retained, however. And why would it not? The Eyrie could be a lonely place at times – the gates of Moon even more so. Vanessa had always deemed it rather odd that her family retreated to the latter in winter, not truly understanding why. It was a shame to her, really, to not see the pretty, snow-laden high castle when it was the prettiest. [break]As such, she eventually hatched a plan. Her dear handmaiden was infatuated with the girl, which was no secret. It was easy to convince her to help, but harder to build up the confidence to actually go. Nevertheless, Nessa was relentless, seeking to drive and drive the poor woman further towards the goal until one day, she agreed. Neither of them had any experience, of course, but they had seen the path countless times. What could a little snow and ice do? Besides, they did leave a note before riding off. Someone would come to pick them up again, and they had the warmest furs they could get. It was just a short little trip to see the pretty white walls. [break] [break]
Unsurprisingly though, it did not go well. As it turned out, listening to a child’s cheerful underestimation of danger was a bad idea. The handmaiden redeemed herself though, as they fell down not even halfway to their target destination, and shielded the young girl with her body. It was the first time that Vanessa saw blood, among other things. The child was both appalled and fascinated by it, spending the first few hours trying to get her handmaiden to get up again. It did not snow that day, no, but it was still rather cold and she did not know the way. It took a long time, but eventually she did notice that her maiden’s unnaturally bent arm was pointing towards a hole in nearby rocks, although she possibly would have found the opening anyway, eventually. [break]
Still, she took the suggestion, hoping to find a cave or some other place to stay warm. Instead, she found a small ledge, inaccessible from other ways, just big enough for a nest. The bird that had built it had been rather huge, but seemed to not have come back for a while now. Still, it was good enough for the girl, who tried to rest and try not to cry. Eventually, she was found due to the tracks she’d left in the snow. An egg was retrieved and her story not believed. The guard that had found her had decided to claim the handmaiden had tried to abduct her instead. Vanessa understood quickly that this, too, had to do with honour, that the guard was trying to rather have a lowborn fall than a highborn be besmirched – and that the people around her were all too willing to believe that. [break] [break]
She did remember though, and the incident did leave its scars. The girl became slightly unhinged, although not in a way that was too obvious to those around her. Eventually, she blackmailed the guard from before to teach her some tricks with a knife at least, even though she had no real interest in fighting. Just in case that someone really tried to kidnap her, one day. But aside from that, she just tried to forget and focus on becoming a proper lady, someone to be wed – or a spare, in case something happened to her siblings. After all, it could all end easily, within a few seconds and with a big splat.

[attr="class","bioheader"]inventory.

[attr="class,"bioentry"]Dagger - A small but sturdy weapon without any ornaments.

[attr="class","bioline"]twenty

[attr="class","bioline"]female

[attr="class","bioline"]bisexual

[attr="class","bioline"]5''8

[attr="class","bioline"]127

[attr="class","bioline"]highborn

[attr="class","bioline"]AMERICAN MC GEE'S ALICE (alice)

[attr="class","bioline"]panda

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