"Life is not a song, sweetling. Someday you may learn that, to your sorrow."
BASICSRETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: Eliza
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/her/hers
ORIENTATION: Romantic. Very, very romantic
BIRTHDATE: Early Spring 2743
AGE: 24 as of 2767
LOCATION: High Reaches
OCCUPATION: Garnetrider
WING: Stormlight
APPEARANCEEYES: Pale, icy blue
HAIR: Platinum blonde
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'10, shapely
PLAY-BY: Edelgard, Fire Emblem Three Houses
FULL APPEARANCE: Eliza is beautiful. There's no two ways about it. A tall, regal looking woman with angelic features and pale coloring, she could easily have just stepped out of some Harper's dream. She dresses the part, in fine dresses and striking capes. She wears her hair in braids and ribbons and has a weakness for beautiful things of all kinds, from skirts to shoes to necklaces. Her style is impeccable and she moves with the refined grace of a born and bred lady.
PERSONALITYPERSONALITY: There are some people who never outgrow the dreams of the childhood. Eliza is one of them. Always cosseted, beloved and a bit spoiled, she still thinks of life like a Harper's tale, seeing the beauty in everything. The good is bright and happy and joyful and the sad is beautifully tragic. Life is a story, her story, and she expects things to simply work out. She's a lady of noble birth, kind and pretty and good. Surely that's the way it's supposed to be.
Eliza is a lady to her core, refined, kind and always polite and welcoming. She finds rudeness distasteful and takes little enjoyment in rusticating. Yes suffering can be romantic she supposes but...surely a bit of maidenly hardship doesn't really require sleeping on the ground or using the wilds as a privy. Isn't there a more genteel kind of trial she could face?
Eliza loves Riaath very much. That doesn't mean she always understands her and her constant striving. She tries to keep up but...she doesn't WANT to always be running and struggling and fighting for victory. Why can't they just be happy with what they have? Or wait for something better to come to them? Eliza's a soft, somewhat gullible girl at heart and rarely wins when their wills clash, often finding herself dragged along for the ride- whether she likes it or not.
HISTORYFAMILY:Father: Lord Eleazar
Mother: Lady Litana
Birth Father and Childhood Nurse: Po, a drudge
Paternal Uncle: Eleanor, heir apparent
Paternal Aunt, married to Eleanor: Eritrea
Cousins in Eleanor's Line: Erinor (third in line, male), Eleatrea (female), Eltrea (male), Enor (male), Treanor
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: A minor hold near Ruatha
HISTORY: Eliza was a very much wanted child. Her Blooded parents had tried and failed to conceive for many, many turns without success. When she was born, it seemed a miracle. The hold rejoiced and she was quickly declared the heir. There was no expectation there would ever be another child, when so long had passed without Blooded issue.
She had the best of everything, teachers, tailors, any toy a girl could want. Her parents lavished her with love and affection and she never doubted that she was the center of things, important things. Her family. Her hold. The heart of her nurse, Po. Eliza grew happy and spoiled and kind. Life was perfect.
Until it wasn't. It all came crashing down on her 16th birthday. Her uncle had brought a dragonrider guest, an honor for a hold not precisely on the beaten path. He took Eliza aside to introduce her and told her the truth- she had never been a miracle at all. She had been a lie from the start, fathered by her nurse Po in a scheme to keep her uncle Eleanor from his birthright. But she could make it right now if she would just go with the dragonrider and agree to become a candidate. Impression would take her out of the line of succession for a position she had no right to.
Eliza agreed. Because what else could she do? And she'd heard tales of the dragonriders. It sounded marvelous. The perfect solution for everybody. Her parents wept to see her go but they were proud to have a future dragonrider come from their lines and to see their daughter become a protector of Pern.
Eliza didn't Impress immediately. And when she did- it wasn't at all as she'd expected. She'd always secretly believed she'd bond a gold, when the time came. Instead she got a garnet full of ambition, determination and a ruthless drive to take on the world on her own terms.
The pair graduated and entered the wings. They were happy enough at Fort. Until the Bendenites came and started saying awful, terrible things about garnets and their riders. Instead of staying and taking it, they decided to join their classmate Kiokke at High Reaches, who needed dragons anyway. Especially dragons of the clutching variety given their current lack of a gold. Which seemed rather strange to her and like something they'd do well to correct...but she was a newcomer. Maybe there was something she didn't know.