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[color=E2BDE9][b]Name:[/b][/color] Rhaella Blackfyre

[color=E2BDE9][b]Age:[/b][/color] 17 (born 184AC, turns 18 in 1 month)

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Soft of feature, a fleeting glance would give no hints as to the soul beneath. It is a face that gives nothing away, though it is not without beauty or character. Rhaella's smiles are rare and laughter from her lips even rarer still. Her hair flows down in long waves, varying shades of blonde depending on whether the sun, moon or man-made flame catches it. Her most notable feature is a scar that runs concentrically around her left forearm. Rhaella makes no attempt at hiding it, nor does she seem particularly aware of the scar. It is simply another part of her body, something to be observed but not troubled over. She is slim of form and has a silent grace to her movements, her tread so quiet that she has been known to shock those she approaches. Seemingly indifferent to compliments or comments on her appearance, unless they come from someone she has a fondness for.

[color=E2BDE9][b]Biography:[/b][/color]
Born to Daemon Blackfyre and Rohanne of Tyrosh, Rhaella was one of many [i]many[/i] children. Rhaella did not speak until she was five years of age. No-one knows why and some suspect that she simply chose not to. There was no doubt as to her intelligence, for she was able to read and show understanding. Yet she always had a quiet simmering intensity, even as a young child. It was unsettling for both other children and adults alike. Many even feared she had magic, for she often appeared to know things she should not, though whether that was simply them underestimating the sharp eyes & ears of a young child, is not known.  

When taken by her mother on a tour when she was but seven, they went to visit a house in the northern riverlands. Whilst staying at an inn, Rhaella wandered off, drawn outside by youthful curiosity. But it was dark and she was alone, and quickly the young girl became lost. Yet this did not perturbe Rhaella, she was brave for one of her age, and she simply continued trying to find her way back. During this time her mothers entourage had been frantically searching for her, only to come across her small frame on the ground, loomed over by the ominous form of a shadowcat. It was lucky that the starving creature had only managed to scratch at her arm, though the wound was large and bleeding heavily, and that they were able to scare it off. But despite the knowledge and skills of the maesters, it still left a permanent scar. Rhaella cried that day, as one would expect, but has never cried since. 

One would think that the girl would retain a fear of such animals but that was not to be the case. When she was twelve a young panther cub was brought to court by a travelling merchant, a gift of sorts...if you could call it that. It was proclaimed that it was too wild and it would be easier to skin as soon as it was full grown. But Rhaella spoke up, insisting that she wanted to take care of the cub. She spoke to her father of having dreamt of a cat only the night before and proclaimed that she needed the creature, lest she deny the gods their visions. She named him Malthar, Mal for short. Rhaella silently bore many scratches and bite marks in those early days, no-one else willing to feed and care for the creature. Often they could be found in the gods wood, Malthar taking to sunbathing - to the protests of some - in the hearts tree on cloudless days. 

As she grew older, Rhaella, as all of her siblings, was led to act and be seen as something closely akin to royalty. They were taught that they were equally, if not more deserving of their place in court. She loves her family, even her father, from whom she seemed to enjoy drawing ire. But it is only her elder twin brothers who she seems truly at ease around. To an observer she appears to fit easily within the court, her manners are impeccable, her words soft and well chosen. But there is just something...different about her. 

Ever the enigma, Rhaella is recondrite, frustrating, impenetrable. She tends to either draw out peoples curiosity or their irritation. The girl appears to give no qualms about appeasing others or their opinions on her. She simply is and it is not for her to be upset if that provokes dislike. 

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