Lady Sunaia Ashford
You say deadly cave of horrors, I say thrilling undiscovered country. Same same.
Description: She is earthy grace in movement and arctic elegance in appearance. Sunaia holds herself with the confidence and athleticism of someone who frequently puts their body to the test but it hasn't yet marred her beauty; if she has scars, they're hidden beneath her clothing and haven't touched her face or throat. Her eyes are an odd and ghostly pale shade of platinum grey, paler even than the white-grey cloud of hair that is so frequently restrained in sloppy buns or loosely secured braids. She has cheekbones courtiers would murder for, a long straight-bridged nose and a thin, expressive mouth prone to close-lipped but quick smiles. Those smiles do nothing to temper the intensity her ghost-eyes give her when she's fixed upon something or someone, but they do help. A little.
Personality: Sunaia was stricken with a double dose of the wanderlust that so often afflicts Ashfords. It manifested at an early age and made her a holy terror when combined with an also innate stubbornness, voracious curiousity, and desire to go her own way. That's where her joy and truth lie: out there finding and learning, exploring and discovering. She's pleasant and noble and all of those other things expected of her too... when she's at home. Out in the field, she's whatever she has to be in order to reach her goals.
Background: There are any number of advantages to being a noble lady born to be the spare's spare's spare heir. So it was for Sunaia, younger sister of Addison, Avary and Killian Ashford. She received the same exquisite education, had all the best trainers, and never wanted for food, clothing, weapons, or any other need her little heart fixed upon. But noble blood and unlimited resources couldn't provide her with what she wanted most.
For that, she had to go out into the world.
Her appetite for exploration was and is voracious. It's led to her being the silent sister of the family. Sunaia is not without loyalty to her line, and to her lieges; she returned to home and hearth following the death of her father; she was there fighting side by side with Ashford forces when the Silent army moved on Arx; when Killian died, she stayed at Ashford Keep for a record-breaking three months in a row to grieve him. But she has been away more than she has been present, and oh the things that she's seen...
But now, with two siblings dead, the third godsworn, an Archlector, and her favourite cousin long since gone missing, it seems the appropriate time to try again. Ashfords are comfortable in the trees and Sunaia knows she should make more of an effort to put down roots. It's just so difficult, with everything out there calling to everything in her.
|Amund||States her intentions very boldly. Is this trait applicable to everything?|
|Anisha||Lady Sunaia Ashford seems to live up to the House's reputation if her garb is any indication. I like her sense of humour, too.|
|Appolonia||I think that she's good luck for me, but perhaps not for her sister, Olivia.|
|Arcadia||She has a depth to her eyes that is a little unnerving. But she seems interesting.|
|Ashur||Confidence and verve! I could not admire this tall Ashford beauty any more. Would that I possessed such strength of character.|
|Bianca||Unerring and sharp, like the finely tempered steel of a honed blade wielded by a tornado. I can certainly see the resemblance to the Archlector of the Sentinel.|
|Brigida||Trouble and seemingly in need of guidance. I will do what I can for her and her adorable pups.|
|Caith||She is so stoic! I will need to visit her and throw some chaotic joy into her life. She needs a man to marry her so she can continue he family's line -- I will keep an eye out for eligible bachelors on her behalf.|
|Catalana||An Ashford inquisitor. Though, I can't imagine people would tell her much with that many guards around her.|
|Gerald||Oh, how interesting. I suspect she shall be quite, quite delightful.|
|Ignacio||The Lady Ashford is a woman of incredible and admirable purpose.|
|Leola||The sister of Paladin Killian. She has her own troubles, and seeks fresher air. I cannot blame her for this. I hope she finds the sanctuary she needs|
|Lisebet||Very loyal and caring; It will be interesting watching her find what she is looking for.|
|Mabelle||A sweet dog lover, responsible with intoxicating eyes.|
|Martino||Her humour is as dry as a bone but her presence in a room, the soft white skin and ghostly coloured eyes, have you lost in awe. It is like the perfect white sands have sculpted a fine Ashford.|
|Mirk||Intrepid would-be explorer, willing and eager to journey about a place within an hour of learning of it. Not necessarily a bad thing.|
|Ras||A silk inquisitor with the eyes of a ghost, and a heart as cold. Those puppies though. One of em might've actually liked me.|
|Richard||A stubborn wind. It heartens me to see someone looking for the best for family. I cannot say I would not have enjoyed some forewarning, but these are the risks of braving social gatherings.|
|Rosalind||Curious which I understand completely!|
|Sydney||An absolute vision of poise, and radiant in that leafy attire. I've no idea if she complimented or insulted me, but I don't think I care.|
|Thea||A rather--commanding woman. Unfortunately I didn't have time to speak to her. I was busy.|
|Verity||What single-mindedness! Driving straight on to her goal, unerring, undeterred! I cannot help but be swayed by her quest to drag men back to her family to make more Ashfords. Unfortunately, I am not a man, so I must merely applaud her perseverance.|
|Zoey||My dog likes her even better than he likes me. How bad could she be?|