This character is minor, mentioned as Tarkil's bane at the beginning of the first book, but still I love to flush out all my characters, no matter how minor. And since I'm doing a lot of this not only to get you to know my world, but to help you have something to fill in your roleplaying world I figure it won't hurt to bring her forth.
Elizabeth Ann is the daughter of the Lord of noble House Draedon, the third daughter and seventh child. She is a good seamstress, sewing fine tapestries and beautiful dresses, but she is socially awkward. She wants nothing more then to find a husband, who she hopes is Tarkil, and raise a large family of her own.
She is human, nineteen years of age, five foot three inches, and around one hundred thirty pounds. She has a roundish figure, heavy on the hips and the breasts, but not in a sexy way, just a motherly way. Her cheeks are round and her nose and chin don't quite match her face. She bares a summer tan complexion and freckles. Her eyes are green, her long hair a mousy brown.
Elizabeth is always about two years behind in her fashions, even though they are always lovely decorated with embroidery and she can sew better then most of her peers. She prefers pinks, purples and dark blues but dresses very conservatively.
Elizabeth giggles a lot, talking nonstop until she has to take a breath, and her hands have to move to talk, whether to gesture or while she is sewing. She is open, friendly, and will talk to anyone about anything. She is always happy and enjoys going to the market to shop for special supplies or to sell her own sewing when her father lets her.
The party could run into her at the market and learn some tidbit about the nobility by simply talking to her. Or maybe the party, after becoming quite wealthy from their adventures, asks her to make them a dress or dress clothes.
Tomorrow: Warehouses of Bloodhelm
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