Narisa Lebeda

Long Auburn hair, kind green eyes, regal features

Description:
Long wavy auburn hair usually tied back when not in court. Her banded mail is worn and not a gleaming as she would like it. Not quite the shining armor she sought for. Her green eyes are striking and easily noticed with her pale skin. (easily reddened with exposure to hours of sunlight as she has not had a lot of time outdoors)) She carries a flail and a shield with her family crest on it. (working on the look of the crest still). She walks with the air of nobility, head held high even as her life changes around her.
Bio:
Born to the Lord and Lady Lebeda, the second born of a set of twins, Narisa never got to know her mother who died shortly after giving birth to her. The first few years of her life she was groomed to take her mother’s place, the Lady of the land. A little bit of sibling jealousy built inside her because their father seemed to spend more time with her brother, not saying they were not close, they were close in the ways all twins seem to be including their own special language between them, but then something horrible happened.

Her father took her brother with him on one of his trips, and they were attacked. She remembers the day her father came home with out her brother, it was the day everything started to fall apart. Lord Lebeda poured everything he had into finding her brother. All the resources of the land and the treasury of the house Lebeda. Over the years the finances dwindled and the people of her land started to suffer for it.
In an effort to take control of what was happening, Narisa started to train. She poured her heart into her training. That was when the bandit attacks started. The trade caravans that were supposed to help get her lands back in order were being attacked. Outraged that the source of money and supplies that helped him continue the search for his son was being targeted Lord Lebeda decided to accompany their last caravan to ensure it’s arrival, knowing that if this caravan did not make it then the House would fall to ruin and disgrace.
Her father, after much childish bother and begging, let her go with them. During the fight the bandit leader slew her father and she was seconds too late to stop him. In a rage she lashed out and took down the leader in return. She then heard a cry rise from one of the bandits, a war cry of sorts, in a language she thought she would never hear again, the language of her twin. Using her shield she deflected his blows as best she could while trying to talk to him. Calling him by name did not work though. “txoriburua, Ni naiz zure arreba.” Meaning “dumbass, i am your sister.” Not language her father would have been proud of but it got the attention of her brother. By that time the fight had ended and there was not anyone that wasn’t wounded or dead left, at least that hadn’t already fled.
The caravan was destroyed and the House fell. After futile attempts to try and save everthing Narisa finally agreed to her brother’s insane plan to answer the call to calm the Stolen Lands. The reward would be enough to rebuild the House and her life. And so she begins her journey, though not really suited for it.

Narisa Lebeda

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