Post by AOIFE BARATHEON on Aug 20, 2017 22:01:10 GMT
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[attr="class","largeleft"] [attr="class","largehover"] [attr="class","uglyhoverinside"] [attr="class","bioheader"]personality. [attr="class,"bioentry"]Blood of a dragon's deadly glare and a never ending hurricane, this young woman's ultimate goal seems to be to justify her existence. She has inherited her father's brooding nature and her mother's beauty. Still, her path is different from theirs. As the youngest daughter, Aoife is expected to marry and form political alliances when she is older, and that is fine. She has no strong feelings or ill wills towards that aspect of her life. If anything, the girl finds mild comfort in the finer things in life- using them as a replacement for the dull sense of existence she feels. While most find Aoife to be a quiet and gentle girl, those closest to her- primarily her twin brother- know better. [break][break] Aoife finds no value in life. Perhaps a simple disposition from birth or the blood of the mad Targaryens, the girl has never valued any life but that of her brother's. She does care for others, in her own sense. She does not want them to hurt or ail, but if death is the answer to that- then so be it. Aoife finds no joy in violence or playing political mind games- despite the fact that she's very good at them. She has a keen eye for detail, even outdoing that of her brother. Still, the girl has no want for the game of thrones. If anything, Aoife simply wants to live a peaceful life surrounded by very nice things. [break][break] Unlike her brother who truly wants to protect his people, Aoife couldn't care less about her position. Her mild and calm personality only fits her role as a Baratheon heiress by chance. Still, something darker lurks beneath. [attr="class","bioheader"]history. [attr="class,"bioentry"]Celebrations always come forth when an heir is born. Aoife was no exception- well... The celebration was not for her, but rather, it was for her twin brother. Still, the bells rung and good tidings were exchanged after her birth. One of two children, Aoife was born just after her brother Oisin. They were male and female, but otherwise- their faces were identical to the T. [break][break] Raised under the watchful eyes of their mother and a team of wet nurses, Aoife's life was comfortable at worse. She was the youngest daughter to the Baratheons, a prize for any keep's heir to one day obtain. As such, she was raised to be proper and delicate- a rose by any other name. While her brother played with swords, Aoife read or learned to sew quietly. That suited her just fine. While her mother and older sister were both wild women, Aoife preferred calm activities herself. Still, she did enjoy watching her brother train. Despite their different areas of interest, the two were almost always together. [break][break] As Aoife grew out of childhood and got closer to her teen years, she remained ever calm- like the water just before a storm. The only time when the storm broke was when a man entered the Baratheon keep. He had been sent by someone who was insulted by their mother. She was with her brother when the man appeared- dagger in hand. Oisin tried his best to defend his sister, and the ruckus drew the guards over quickly. However, at the end of the fight, it was Aoife who stabbed a spear through the man's heart. It had been on display as a trophy from a past battle. The man had been holding an unconscious Oisin with a dagger to his throat while guards blocked the exit. Aoife had been all but forgotten- a simple daughter, nothing as valuable as the male heir. [break][break] After that, Aoife continued on with her life- never faltering and never letting on what went through her mind that day. She lives as any other lady of the court- utterly bored and polite out of habit. [attr="class","bioheader"]inventory. [attr="class,"bioentry"]Dragonglass Rose Broach: A small trinket passed down through members of her family from the Targaryen's first days in Dragonstone, this broach is elegant and long. A rose has been carved from dragonglass. The broach hides a deadly secret, however. While it's dark glass is beautiful to see, it sheaths a small dagger sharp enough to piece flesh. [attr="class","uglylarge"]  | [attr="class","rightside"] [attr="class","rightsideafter"] [attr="class","bioline"]15 [attr="class","bioline"]FEMALE [attr="class","bioline"]BISEXUAL [attr="class","bioline"]5'2”FT [attr="class","bioline"]125LBS [attr="class","bioline"]HIGHBORN [attr="class","bioline"]SHINGEKI NO KYOUJIN, HISTORIA REISS [attr="class","bioline"]BOO [attr="class","rightsidebefore"] [attr="class","bioname"]OISIN BARATHEON [attr="class","biolyrics"] I’m a princess cut from marble, smoother than a storm And the scars that mark my body, they’re silver and gold My blood is a flood of rubies, precious stones It keeps my veins hot, the fires find a home in me [attr="class","bioicon"]  |
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