Lady Sivana Blackshore
I always find beauty in things that are odd and imperfect. They are much more interesting.
Description: Decidedly tall, and beholden to a buxom, matronly silhouette, the winters visited upon her have only fared to complement her striking, exotic beauty. The woman's eyes are an arresting amber, holding to a kindly gaze that may draw one in, but seem always burdened by some distant thought. There almost exists an etherealness to her bearing, a gracefulness in her movements that exudes a sense of whimsy and fragility. Her garb betrays her love of the different, her gowns, at times, outlandish. Yet, despite her peculiar bit of eccentricity, she remains a lovely thing to behold.
Personality: A soft, smoky voice compliments kind smiles, joviality, and the type of approachability one might expect of a gentle figure. Unafraid to mingle with lowborn or dirty her hands in one endeavor or another, she shares her presence--and subsequently her art--with any who might seek it. However, she is a creature of mystique, and grows shy when one may try to press beyond acquaintanceship. Her artistry embodies a deep passion within the woman, and often her almost dreamy mannerisms will become wholly focused upon whatever inspiration has seized her. There is certainly a charm to the woman, perhaps due to her eccentricity.
Background: Recently arrived to Arx, not much is known of this mysterious woman, hailing from that distant island, and on the arm of a Blackshore no less. Her family held land there, for generations it seems, until such holdings and the small--but respectable--bit of wealth therein passed to her. An artist of some skill, her paintings reveal strange and fantastical imagery, all in some reference of her former home.