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[b][u]The Name of the Noble:[/u][/b][/color] Princess Mjarre of Geriang

[color=goldenrod][u][b]The House of which said noble belongs:[/b][/u][/color] Dionaea


[color=goldenrod][u][b]Current Age of said Noble:[/b][/u][/color] 22

[color=goldenrod][u][b]House History:[/b][/u][/color]   House Dionaea began as a small one, roughly a century after the forming of Geriang as a separate kingdom. Owning some farmland along the river, their income came mostly from trading with other houses. The family themselves, as well as most of the population of their lands consisted largely of sylvari – a race of sentient plants, who had evolved some animalistic traits at some point in the far past, perhaps during a period of harsh climate. More specifically, they were largely carnivorous, although they were still able to sustain themselves on sunlight and sufficiently nutritious soil, if need be. This allowed the small community to trade most, if not all plant-based produce they managed to harvest, which began to gain them influence and power over those who needed it for sustenance. House Dionaea had soon become one of the most influential forces within the newly formed country, gradually acquiring more land and by extension – more power.

House Dionaea’s lands were scattered haphazardly across the country, as they focused on acquiring farming soil more than anything. This built up a strong sense of family duty and trust among its members, as these lands needed to be governed separately, but function as one, in order to maintain their foothold in the hierarchy of the kingdom.

Disaster struck with the eruptions that destroyed a lot of what Geriang had built. Much of Dionaea’s farmland was lost to the fiery rage of the earth. Their heart however remained intact, as the river did not allow the lava to reach Dionaea Isle and Hekkarim. This made them practically the only source of food in the kingdom for a while, besides the aid so generously provided by Handon. The old king Dast, albeit a decent ruler, simply did not have the capacity to hold his kingdom together in a crisis, and squabbles began springing up between houses, threatening to grow into something much more dangerous. Lord Dashar, then head of house Dionaea, took it upon himself to disrupt such squabbles in a diplomatic manner, realizing how bad a civil war would be for the Geriang nation after such a disaster. He ended up uniting the majority of the more powerful houses under his protection, which, he soon realized, had given him an army. Being an opportunist, as those of his house tended to be, he asked a formal audience with the King. On said meeting Dast was asked to willingly resign and name Dashar as heir to the throne, lest Geriang collapse on itself. The old king had no choice but to agree and soon the crown was in the hands of house Dionaea, who have since managed to somewhat restore balance to the land. Dashar’s successor, Queen Shakti, has so far proven to be a no less capable ruler than her father and much is expected of Princess Eressi – her firstborn daughter.


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[color=goldenrod][u][b]Lands and Ownership:[/b][/u][/color] Dionaea are formally the ruling house of Geriang, although most real power is held by the royals themselves - Queen Shakti, King Njorro and their children officially own the entire territory of the kingdom, though they reside primarily within and around the capital city. The house’s three largest splinters, however, each own a patch of land as follows: 

Lennja Manor – includes the manor itself, newly rebuilt, in the outskirts of the volcano, along with the surrounding land, consisting mostly of thick, moisture loving foliage and swampland - presently belongs to Shakti’s younger brother and his family; 

Dionaea Isle - a small fortress with a town around it, built atop an island within the Escarine, a large river running along the western border - domain of Shakti’s parents, to be inherited by the Queen herself, following her retirement; 

Hekkarim – a small town off the coast of the Escarine, not too far from Dionaea Isle. The town itself is not too impressive but around it lays some of the most fertile land in Geriang – a rare treasure within the confines of the kingdom. It is ruled over by the Queen’s uncle and his family.

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Autobiographical Knowledge:[/b][/u][/color] Princess Mjarre is second in line for the throne of Geriang, after her sister Eressi. Despite being the second child, she was not spared any of the meticulous training involved in being a potential ruler, just like all four of her younger siblings. As a result Mjarre possesses command over several languages, court etiquette, diplomacy and even a dash of military strategy, although one wouldn’t assume it of her at first glance. In addition, and pointedly more to her liking, the princess was educated in the arts – painting, music, poetry, dancing…She specifically appears to have an affinity and considerable talent in embroidery. Her martial prowess on the other hand does not extend much beyond horse riding and a bit of archery.

As the news of King Marin’s retirement reached them, Queen Shakti and her spouse, King Njorro, jumped at the opportunity to strengthen their bonds with Handon. As their eldest child is preoccupied with being groomed to inherit the throne of their own kingdom, the rulers of Geriang chose to send Mjarre to contend for if not a leading, then at the very least a powerful position within their neighbour’s hierarchy, to ensure the further wellbeing of their country. Despite a rather jarring first glance to the eyes of a Handonian, her sweet disposition and the odd ability to make people relax in her presence made her the best choice for such a task.

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Portrait:[/b][/u][/color]Princess Mjarre may look quite shocking at first, but one is quickly put at ease as they interact with her. A constant sweet scent envelops her, which seems to draw you in closer and make you feel pleasantly drowsy, as if her mere presence is sucking the stress out of you. Still, it is a bit unnerving to watch somebody with bright red teeth nonchalantly eat a dragonfly with what you assume is meant to be her hair.

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