I am Constance Nìm, daughter of the Bristol Avon, seventh daughter of a seventh daughter. In me flows the blood of the Old Royalty who ruled Britain before the arrival of mankind, the blood of giants.

My stats are +2 Bold, +1 Good, -1 Strong, 0 Wary, +1 Weird. I am fearless and a talented counselor, but am no warrior and am perhaps as easily fooled as my ancestors.

RIGHTS
[list][*]I have the right to [b]due respect[/b] from all.
[*]I have the right to [b]exhilarate and intoxicate[/b] when I win someone over, instead of asking a question, I may fill them with hope, kindness, love, mercy or faith; I may require from them a boon which may not be refused; I may leave them in despair, longing or regret.
[*]I have the right to be recognized as [b]one of the Old Blood[/b]. I am to be given fitting tribute and recognition from all the rivers of Britain; I may bind warriors to my service with oaths and blood rites; I may solemnize the turning of the seasons and the bonds between our worlds.
[*] I have the right to [b]receive gifts and offerings[/b] on behalf of the waters of Britain.[/list]

OBLIGATIONS
[list][*]I am obligated to care for the sword [i]Excalibur[/i] until I find a rightful wielder, and to not let any unworthy destroy themselves by trying to draw it from the scabbard.
[*]I am obligated to care for the waters of the duchy; to see them cleansed when they are fouled, to see them honored and fruitful, to bring forth the mists in their proper seasons.
[*]I am obligated to care for my companions, Tybalt and Palug. I am to leave food for them, to hold them when they demand it, to scratch them behind their ears, and to let them roam the night as they please.[/list]

BELONGINGS
[list][*]I wear a pale blue gown with a belt of pearls and bronze links. My feet are bare upon the earth. My hair is knotted about an ancient comb of the Old People, made of polished bronze.
[*]My drinking cup is a gift given to the water, made of tarnished bronze, two-handled.
[*]My knife is made of flint, old as the hills, antler-handled.
[*]I may dredge from the river arms as I see appropriate: mail and sword, shield and helm. They are bronze, the fine ones, and of iron or the wild otherwise.[/list]

HOUSEHOLD
[list][*]I am head of my household. (My cats disagree.)
[*]I have a lake, a sacred shrine which I tend, orchards and woods which I keep, and a numinous reputation. (My larder is ever half-full of gifts.)
[*]I am on the far side of the lake from Bywater, and one must take a journey by wood or water to reach me.[/list]

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PEOPLE
My people are from the [b]Village of Bywater[/b], the duchy’s oldest settlement. They are all who settle here, fifty or so strong, descended from the hill peoples. They keep the old ways.

Their stats are Rites +1, Wealth +1, War 0.

They are known for their veneration of me, the old enchantments wound about their village, their physical prowess, their generous hospitality and their rich land.