[b][i][u][h1]Princess Delia de Rochefort[/h1][/u][/i][/b]
[b][i][h3]"Brother! Sister! Stop fighting... Mother and father would not like it at all..."[/h3][/i][/b]

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	Delia hit her growth spurt quite recently. "Awkward teenager" is a descriptor for it in many respects, as she almost never looks comfortable in any of the dresses she's in. They're either too small around the chest, a tad too long, or the wrong color (she's a big fan of teal colors). She wears her brown hair in a series of intricate buns, each of them different every day. It is such a habit with her that many in court have called her the "cinnamon roll princess." (Granted, the cinnamon roll prince was a nickname given to Martin for all of five seconds when he was six). She's not as willowy as her older sister, as she has the benefit of the royal diet—rather, her figure is starting to fill with generous curves instead.

[b][u]Class[/u][/b]
        Cleric.

[b][u]Reclass Options[/u][/b]
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[b][u]Age[/u][/b]
	16

[b][u]Sex[/u][/b]
	Female

[b][u]Personality[/u][/b]
	[i]Alignment[/i]
		True Neutral

Delia is innocent in a million ways. Innocent and oblivious. Subtext in conversation goes over her head routinely, though as of the present she is starting to catch on to a few things (like, perhaps the reason Martin and Catherin fight over fiction routinely). She is a pacifist who gets sick at the sight of blood, and the kind of person who would beg incessantly for people to stop fighting the moment a bruise forms in a sparring match. She thinks herself a coward in comparison to Prince Martin and an idiot in comparison to Princess Catherin (an opinion neither of them share). Despite being so modest and kind, she may actually be the most depressed of the royal family.

[b][u]Biography[/u][/b]
        Delia's birth and childhood was more or less normal. Compared to her elder siblings she was a much more quiet child, one who never took initiative towards heroism or even magic the way her elder siblings did. Rather, she very quickly took a look towards the fiends surrounding Ashkandi's walls, and chose to pray instead. For her entire life, she had resigned herself to the Gods, watching as cracks formed in her family, and fearing the worst in the future.

As of today, she is officially ordained as part of Ashkandi's priesthood. It is her goal to become a bishop one day, in order to help shelter the less fortunate from the coming darkness. It is a goal her parents find to be ... Odd. But then, she is the princess who is the least confident in the future.