Lady Ora Stahlben
Just like the rose holds her beauty among the thorns- we can gather our strength from the most unlikely places.
Description: Dark hair frames her face in loose, relaxed curls that are usually just a touch unruly. Large brown eyes are almost always warm and inviting, framed in thick lashes. Freckles splash across her skin, most prominent over her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. There?s a softness to her, a fullness of figure that speaks to an active but not athletic life.
Personality: Warmth, comfort. It's hard not to be at ease around Ora. She's the soft crackle and glow of a campfire, or the radiating heat of a good cup of tea. She's quick to smile and laugh, slow to anger and always ready to listen to the troubles of her friends and acquaintances. She tends to see beauty and inspiration in just about everything, and rare manages to stay mad for any real length of time.
Background: Born between Oddmun and Braith, Ora's life was pretty laid out for her. She grew up as a lady of the Compact, knowing that one day she'd be married to someone that could benefit her House and her family. She embraced this sense of duty, and found joy in the arts-- things which she could never be left without, no matter which corner of the Compact she found herself in.
The charming young woman never could have predicted the Silent War, however, and how it would change her life. Brand swept down, and a prodigal tribe to the North bent the knee to Sanna. She was married to the Chieftain's brother, Timur, as a way to cement the alliance, and Lady Ora Sanna became Lady Ora Stahlben. She liked Timur, for what little she knew him. He was a warrior, and spent most of the next three years fighting against Brand and his Bringers of Silence.
Near the end of the war, Timur disappeared. No trace of the man could be found, not even a body. Though her husband was presumed dead, Ora decided to stay with her new family and continue to be a link between the two Houses.