What we don't know is usually what kills us...
Social Rank: 7
Concept: Daughter of the Sands
Marital Status: married
Religion: Faith of the Pantheon
Height: average height
Hair Color: cardinal red
Eye Color: burnished gold
Description: Maharet is the kind of beauty that stands out among a sea of beautiful women in Tremorus. Whereas they are bronzed or sun-kissed, she is pale like moonlight. They tend towards shades of blonde and brunette but she is a fiery-haired girl with bright golden colored irises that stand out as striking and unusual. No one used to spare her a glance when she walked down the streets of the city-state, something she has grown used to. Her height is middling, leaning towards tall for Arvani women but much shorter than the average woman in House Proscipi. Her svelte figure is young and nubile, seeming to signify that she has not yet carried a child or perhaps is one of the lucky ones to have never shown. Even though she stands apart from the other native Southeastern Saffron people, it is celebrated where she comes from and thus she has never been self-conscious about it.
Personality: Maharet is an adept socialite, a linguist, and a woman of distinction and poise. As the Voice of House Leporidae she is the second most powerful woman in all of Tremorus which is not something she takes for granted. It is exceedingly rare that a commoner ever rises to such an influential position of authority but spend enough time in her presence and one can see why. Statecraft comes easy to her, second nature, as if she was born to rule. Compassion is a trait that can be exceedingly rare in some places, but not in Tremorus, the people tend to be open hearted even while practicing caution when dealing with outsiders. Her humility is another defining feature that makes her somewhat endearing to those who can appreciate a powerful woman with good sense to keep her ego in check.
Background: Maharet Whisper. The well-regarded commoner who reached dizzying heights, in the Abandoned city-state of Tremorus, especially for someone with no family name. By all appearances she comes from modest means but in truth she was raised by the Proscipi to be one of them in all but name. They treated her well enough and she was afforded a comfortable lifestyle that many on the island would be envious of. Because of that she is also burdened with expectation and the responsibility of upholding the reputation of the House.
Although she was a trusted servant since before Ezmeralda was brought to the city-state for safe keeping, she was assigned to her in order to teach her about the culture, language and customs of Tremorus' people. Ezme really bonded with her -- appreciating her sensible, diplomatic approach to life and that kinship fostered into a beautiful relationship between the two. They could both lean on each other from time to time and serve as something comforting in a place that is at once for them and not.
After the marriage and the newly established March House came into power, once again, Ezme could think of no one else she would have serve as her Voice. An unconventional choice that was hailed by the Proscipi as being avante garde. This, combined with her original, unspoken importance to the island has granted her a great deal of prestige for a prodigal in Arx, and made her start in the Whisper House permissible. Even though she has been reassured by the support of the people she was enchanted and intrigued by her first encounter with the House of Silken Sighs but more importantly they saw something in her. Tyche and Nina both felt that if she were challenged with adversity, she would evolve past her limitations and become who she is supposed to be -- whatever that may be.
When she arrived to Arx she was floored, like many of the Proscipi. Her world view had to expand if she was to ever be fully prepared to serve the people's interests. The dance of politics and the social games people played here made her feel somewhat inadequate. She didn't lack the faculties or the innate talent so much as perspective and understanding about the culture of this vast city and the convergence of it's kingdoms. Which is why she sought out the Whisper House. The Softest, Selene, was so majestic and commanded an air of respect with her grace alone. Yes, the Suspires would help forge her into a new woman, but it would be the Whispers who would help soften her touch and teach her the ways of elegance and perhaps introduce her to some of the dark secrets of this place.