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Amantha Harrow

"To survive in life you need three things: A wishbone, a backbone, and a funny bone.

Social Rank: 8
Concept: Iron Maiden Mercy
Fealty: Crownsworn
Family: Harrow
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Soldier
Height: 5'7"
Hair Color: Copper
Eye Color: Hazel
Skintone: Fair

Titles: Iron Guardswoman

Description: Eyes as green as a spring meadow, usually alight with mischief. A wealth of natural copper hair whose curls trend towards 'spiral' is kept under nominal control through the use of hairpins. Lots, of hairpins. She's voluptuous, generously gifted with feminine curves that soften the obvious compact strength of her body, and a face that is unconventionally beautiful. A pert nose, smattering of freckles against her sunkissed skin and generous lips given to smiles, she is certainly the sort to wear her heart and her emotions on her sleeve.

Personality: Life is too short to be miserable. Vivacious. Caring. Mother bear. Amantha's got a strong sense of duty and honor, a heart the size of the moon for the weak and downtrodden, and she approaches the world with the fierce determinism that seems to be a hallmark of the Harrow women. She knows how to cut loose, enjoy a strong drink, and in some circles is known for her singing voice. But don't cross those who matter to her, she's a ferocious protector for those she cares for.

Background: With ancestors who were Prodigal and growing up in the Lower Boroughs, life was far from easy for Amantha. Despite the hardships that the family faced, she and her ancestors did willingly serve the Crown in the form of the Iron Guard. Her great-grandfather, grandfather, grandmother, both parents and older sister Felicia forging the path ahead of Amantha. Service has been something which the family has conducted with stringent adherence to the simple concept: to integrate and find acceptance, one must be willing to serve. And serve the family has, for a number of generations in concurrence.

Amantha went from living in the shadow of her older sister, to nominal head of the household when Felicia broke with the family tradition to become one of the King's Own. She rules the roost of the Lower Burrough's Harrow's, balancing her duties with the Iron Guard with her own aspirations of some day joining the Mercies.

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