Emma

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So does that mean Jeyco Swan wins!?

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I'll most likely have a post up today.

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What is the Queen's maiden name ?

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@MissCapnCrunch Here is some more random names to choose from. Olyver Montgomery, Taurus Smyth, Byron Jagger, Woodrow Krohn, Cyril Hawke, Ernald Mervis, Jeems Gromit, Criss Eisley, Edgar Sullivan, Dorian Klemert, Owyn Goldwell.....

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Jon Clarke or Thom Clarke for a random entry, space filler. They are the nephews of the character I am creating at the moment.

Also Blackwell, Smyth, and Sullivan are some other noble family relations.

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Work In Progress

Genevieve Duvall

_{A quote from your character}

◾ Name:

Genevieve Auna Duvall
Ginny - Jen - Evie

◾ Age:

25

◾ Gender:

Female

◾ Sexuality:

Heterosexual

◾ Origins:

Border of the Quell and Vaernin

◾ Residence:

Currently - the Quell court

◾ Modest ◾ Jealous ◾ Dutiful ◾ Feeble ◾

◾ Personality:

Genevieve is somewhat idealistic and has the ability to find the good in people, which manifests itself into a willingness to trust others to a fault. Raised with a strong moral background, she does not like invasions of privacy, believes in honor, and wants things to be fair. Ginny is also hard-working and usually does not place much value in material possessions. She is fiercely loyal to her friends and eager to help them solve their problems, observe objectively, and offer straightforward honest advice. She is a caring and forgiving person. She never stays mad at anyone for long. Overall she is an unassuming free-spirited dreamer, full of smiles and cheer.

◾ Role & Career:

Youngest Daughter of House Duvall
Lord Tybalt Gully's Fiancee

◾ Hobbies & Interests:

A few in each category

◾ Likes & Dislikes:

A few in each category

◾ Other:

Anything else you'd like to add

◾ Family Members:

Link to Family Tree
Betrothed - Tybalt Gully
_{Father - Rob Duvall +
Mother - Marion Duvall nee Hawke +
Brother - Henwen Duvall +
SisInlaw - Maude Duvall nee Moor +
Sister - Jayne Clarke nee Duvall +
BroInLaw - Lance Clarke +
Nephew - Jon Clarke +
Nephew - Thom Clarke +
Nephew - Rob Clarke +
Sister - Prudence Sullivan nee Duvall +
BroInlaw - Corrick Sullivan +
Niece - Tilda Sullivan +
Niece - Alyse Sullivan +
Nephew - Edwin Sullivan +
Niece - Jayne Sullivan +
Sister - Ursula Coulbourne nee Duvall +
BroInLaw - Edwyle Coulbourne +
Nephew - Nyle Coulbourne +
Niece - Oriana Coulbourne +
Sister - Agatha Blackwell nee Duvall +
BroInLaw - Davos Blackwell +
Nephew - Loras Blackwell +
Brother - Tarquin Duvall +
Nephew - Terrence Trout +
Sister - Septa Bianca Duvall +
Other - Samara Oak +
Other - Kyra Slate +}

◾ Biography:

Genevieve was the youngest child of a socially unequal marriage that had briefly scandalised the royal court. Her father, Rob Duvall, was merely a knight who married high above his station. Rob's own father had made a good career in royal service, rising to become chamberlain to House Sullivan. But the Duvalls, though an old and respectable family, were genteel rather than noble; and only became landed after Rob's marrige to Marion Hawke, a cousin of _____, the woman who would become queen.

House Hawke was a very wealthy noble family, with many allies and connections. When the young Marion ran off to marry a no name knight, her father disinherited her. When her father died five years later, her older brother became Lord of house Hawke, and re-inherited her.

Despite this inauspicious start, the married couple soon prospered, thanks mainly to Marion's continuing prominence within the royal court, and the marriage of her cousin to the King. Rob was honored with military ranks, in which he proved himself a capable soldier. Further honors would be bestowed, and Rob and Marion Duvall were not only given lands, but also established themselves as lower nobles, and pledge fidelity to house Ainsworth, and thereby the King.

Genevieve was born almost two decades later, the youngest of Rob and Marion's eight children. Ten minutes after her twin Bianca was born, Ginny came into the world tiny and frail. It was a very complicated birth which resulted in her mother dying from septicemia a few day later. She was a tiny baby, and was not expected to live very long, but she defied the odds.

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@Buddha The squire idea is golden! I also love the spouse idea....hmmmm

Spouse Wins!

Any particular age range or personality your hoping for Tybalt's future wifey.

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Contemplating making a second character...

Does anyone have any kind of wanted character to go with there own.

Like a mother/father/sister/brother/aunt/betrothed/wife/husband/uncle/servant/sibling/friend/ex/mistress/spy/cousin??

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@Buddha Your signature is fantastic!

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Location: The Tournament

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Isadora had been ill for the past three days, restricted to bed, and her duties as the princess's handmaiden set aside. She had been looking forward to the excitement of today, for weeks. Any feast or tournament was always a welcome brake from the mundane everyday, but today was even more special. It was the princess's thirteenth name day, and her royal highness would most likely be betrothed by the end of the night. Not only was the entertainment going to be spectacular, the hordes of gifts Madeline would be receiving, were also always fun to see. Izza had been the girl's handmaiden for two years now, and was one of five noble girls who accompanied, and attended to her daily. She considered the princess to be a good friend, so she really hoped whoever won the tournament was young, handsome, and kind-hearted.

Lady Scylla Evanthe had sent Isadora a gift for the princess two weeks prior, for her to present during the feast on behalf of house Evanthe. It was an ornate gold jewelry box, encrusted with glamorous diamonds and precious emeralds. The box was stunningly decorated with a delicate filigree pattern, and the inside was lined in dark green velvet. As magnificent as the box was, the intricately carved jade hair comb it contained was somehow even more marvelous. Isadora didn't like her mother, but the woman knew how to give gifts. Along with the presents for the princess, Lady Scylla had sent several yards of lavish silks for the queen, and five barrels of rich Diovire spiced wine for the king to enjoy.

Izza did not have the same allowance as most noble girls, so affording to buy fancy jewels, and luxurious items as a gift for the princess was impossible. Instead she hand made her own gift for her friend Madeline. She had spent quite a few late nights secretly sewing a pair of gloves for the princess. She made them made them with soft suede, and used colorful silk thread to embroider Madeline's favorite flowers along the outer edges of them. The finishing touches were the silvery saltwater pearls stitched along the cuff. Luckily needlework, and embroidery were something Isadora excelled at, so the gloves looked beautifully well made, and fit for a royal lady.

Isadora's fever had broken last night, and she felt completely fine by morning, so she was given permission to participate in today's festivities. Before she and the other handmaidens helped the princess dress in a beautiful frilly yellow gown, Izza had handed Madeline the gloves, and wished her a fun filled day full of celebration. During the feast Isadora had happily mingled among the many guests. Anytime she came across a man who was planing on competing for the princess's hand, she would quietly go back to the princess and point out the many suitors, tell her what she found out about them, and of course add in her own opinions.

She did try her best to stay far away from any of the Hylands, as she didn't really know which one was Lord Emerin. Apparently her biological mother Olinda had written a letter to Lord Emerin a year ago, telling him about the dirty secret of house Evanthe, and that his bastard daughter had not actually died at birth 15 years ago, but was alive and had become the oldset daughter of house Evanthe. Izza had always wondered weather he believed the letter or not.

Two years ago when she had found out the truth herself, she had hardly believed it. Everything Isadora was was basically a lie. Growing up thinking your a noble lady of house Evanthe, and then finding out your actually the product of a drunken night between a servant girl, and the notorious skymaker, Emerin Hyland, sounded more like a joke then reality. But after all was said and done, Izza was just another Hyland bastard. By the time the feast was nearing an end she brought forward the gifts from her mother to the royal family, and then stood with her fellow handmaidens to toast the princess.

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She had had a bit to much honey mead during the feast, and was thankful that all she had to do now was sit and watch the tourney. The drinking had made her more light headed and bubbly then her usual self, but only those close to her would be able to tell the difference. She watched as many young ladies went to sit closer to the front row, with favors in hand, ready and waiting for any of the knights to ask. She looked over her shoulder and smiled up at the princess after one of the more handsome gentlemen came strutting out in shiny armor. He had been one of the few she had approved of, and gushed about to Madeline.