Full name: Briala “Bri” Chesfield Titles: Lord’s Huntsman (Prefers Lord’s Huntswoman. In some cases behind her back she is called Gregar’s mistress, whether true or not is and likely forever shall be up for debate.) Social rank: Honoured Servant Job or societal position: Age: 26 Gender: Female Appearance: Personality: History: Briala spent her early years in Wintershouse, her father was the Lord Huntsmen, as was his father and his father before him, each serving whichever Lord Weade reigned at the time. Growing up she was given a good education due to her father’s high standing and the grace of Lord Rikard, often alongside the Lord’s son Gregar. Although she wasn’t taught any of the weapon skills he learnt. Fortunately Briala’s elder brother, Jediah taught her the archery and hunting skills he learnt from their father. Before long she outshone him during their secret hunting trips, she’d be the one to bring down the most kills, first birds, the rabbits and all manner of small creature eventually even the rare deer. Jediah claimed the spoils as his due to their secrecy; Briala didn’t mind she merely enjoyed the hunt. Unfortunately due to Jediah’s seeming prowess he was sent out to scout for boar alone their father would lead the hunt the next day, in honour of Lady Elisandre’s arrival there would be a hunt. Briala was unable to get out of Wintershouse, she had been trained to be Elisandre’s one of ladies-in-waiting, though she despised the though. The memory of their shared education and his kindness lingered in her mind. The next day when the hunting party road out Jediah wasn’t at the meeting place, yet their father found his trail and followed it to its end. They found her brother, dead, bow in hand, gored by the very boar he was hunting. Soon after when Gregar was married to his beautiful bride, Elisandre, Briala took to the woods stealing one of her father’s bows and enough furs to survive the harsh weather. The death of her brother and seeming loss of the man she loved driving her into the wilderness, after the creature who took all from her. After three days, searching the townspeople and her father assumed she died of the cold. But she did not die; she thrived in fact, finally free to roam. After much searching she found the great boars trail leading up into the mountains, she followed it doggedly. Until finally she found the beast’s lair, and slew the beast, it took three arrows to the head before it went down, managing to score her leg. She made her way back limping, but managed to tow the beast behind her all the way back to the town much to the awe of the townsfolk, it had been eight days by now. She was celebrated as a minor hero, and when asked how she did it she simply stated, “It was not me, it was my brother”. The only one she told the truth to was her father, who in turn told Lord Rikard and requested she be taught as his apprentice, since the spot was open and she clearly had a gift. Her father found there was not much left to teach her and when Rikard left for war he went to loyal as ever, leaving her in charge. When news of Rikard’s death came through she feared for her father, though no one knew either way. She was however made Duke Gregar’s Huntswoman despite him being off fighting, because tradition said that each new lord must have new Huntsmen. Now she struggles with the intrigues of court and the increasing number of ex-soldiers turned bandit roaming the land. Skills: Marksmanship, Tracking, Wilderness survival, Dreams and fears: [can be whatever, just for flavor] Favored equipment: [armor, weaponry, other equipment] Extra: [this can be like an insignia if your character is a (former) noble, or a pet, or whatever.]