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Name: Leah Contact: (Aim/Email/Etc) PM [Public Application] Character Name: Character Age: 14 Gender: Female Birthday (including year): August 4, 226 Current Location: Enos House [Birth and Marriage if applicable]: Fleurant Banner Appearance: ![]() House Description: House Fleurant is an old and well-regarded banner house of Ahestere, serving under House Linnet. The city of Enos has been theirs for so long that no one remembers how house Fleurant came into power, and most consider them to be the original settlers of the city, even though they are not. They are deeply loyal to House Linnet, having always supported them. Though they were spared from war with the Hazir and have tried to isolate themselves, the city of Enos has felt the impact of their presence like everywhere else. The Fleurant family has always boasted a large military, though they would claim this is not their focus. It is a necessary evil, and they look down upon those that revile in war and hold barbarians in contempt. Their military is a force to be used only when necessary, and should never be paraded or celebrated, and as such they have always been large patrons of the arts. In particular, the family emphasizes education even for their women. Every family member is well educated in numerous subjects and is encouraged to travel outside of the Province. As a result, they frequently cross marry outside of the Province. They also have strong ties to many other families outside of Ahestere, which they are not ashamed to trade their fine goods with. As for their money making, the Fleurants have little direct businesses anymore. Though they oversee many trade operations with the city and have hefty taxes (it is a wealthy city, after all), most of their money currently is due to investments. They have always invested well and held close relationships with bankers and as such they are very stable in their funds. Though the banks of Enos are welcome to outsiders, they are some of the most restrictive and privileged. House Fleurant also officially backs them in collecting debt. Family members themselves are usually very haughty. They do not like to show too much affection in public, whether it is between themselves or with others. However, they are always aware of cultural procedures that vary and will always show up with the appropriate gift when going somewhere as a guest. Overall, they are rather cold, but intelligent. They are highly snobbish of culture, and will look down upon people who are not as well bred as they are. Though their women are allowed more free speech than what is typical, the men are still of higher stature. The Fleurants also hold strict laws for adultery, and if either party is caught in public they may be subject to execution. Mistresses for both women and men are accepted and even understood, but they must be kept in secret. Fleurants are typically blonde haired with light skin, though there may be some with darker hair. It is unusual for them to marry people of darker skin, as it is frowned upon. The architecture of Enos traditionally resembles French architecture, with the Hazir (considered "nouveau riche") influence looking similar to Persian architecture. The Fleurant motto is: "Destiny from Beauty." Player Base: Anna Sophia Robb Appearance: ![]() ![]() ![]() Cecile appears to be positively angelic, with cheeks that yet hold the slight roundness of childhood, but some would say that the contents do not match the packaging. Hair of a pale goldspun silk is most often tied back with a very precisely placed bow, tied just above her left ear. Aquamarine eyes are framed by elongated golden lashes that flutter gently with each movement. Her nose is thin and elegant, with the slightest hint of an upturned tip accentuated by the regal haughtiness that lifts it higher. Her lower lip juts out in a permanent pout, while the upper lip, lacking the fullness of the lower tier, dips down into a delicate bow. Her body seems well developed for her age, puberty already a thing of the past and she stands at a full five feet, eight and a half inches tall. Yes, that half inch is extremely important to note. Cecile's waist is small, and could be easily encircled by the hands of a man. Her decidedly hourglass figure is usually accented by a tight belt or sash of some sort at her waist and expensive garments are typically cut to emphasize her flawless decolletage, with a gem or strategically sewn bit of lace drawing the eye to her delicate collarbones and slender neck. There is an alluring scent of lavender that clings to her person. Cecile walks with an ethereal grace, her gait measured and smooth. She does not run, as it is not becoming. Her voice is most pleasant to listen to, usually, but if she is angry, it lowers to a deathly calm whisper which can unnerve even the most stalwart knight. When she scowls, she does so beautifully and her polite smiles are nearly perfect, with one exception: Cecile smiles only with her lips, the expression never granting emotion to the depths of her eyes. Personality: Self-confident Cecile likes running things. She makes lists of how tasks should be performed, and keeps everything around her as well-ordered as possible. She does not do it entirely for the wrong reasons. She wants to make things easier for others, and to make the world beautiful. Her implementation of both lacks diplomacy and tends to rub some people the wrong way. But the results are usually well praised, if her implicit directions are followed. She is uncompromising and frank, and can sometimes seem a little arrogant or self-important. She expects the servants to cater to her demands and whims, no matter how trivial they may seem. It is through the attention to detail and the direction of others that the neglect by her parents before their deaths and even her older siblings is able to be accepted. She is terribly hurt by the neglect, but never lets it show. There was a little girl Who had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead; And when she was good, She was very, very good But when she was bad she was horrid. History: On a warm August morning well before sunrise, Cecile was born into the world with a head full of blonde curls and a lusty cry. Her mother's rapid laboring interupted the feast for Musetta's fourth nameday the evening before, but it was only the late stages of pregnancy that even allowed their parents to be home at all. Birthing their ninth child, Adolie had no problems whatsoever bringing Cecile into the world, and promptly handing her off to a nursemaid. The next ten years, with a slightly longer visit from her parents to bring the last of their children, Leon, into the world, was muchly without the influence of parents at all. It was in these years that Cecile began emulating her older sister Narcisse, though very often she did not even understand why Narcisse did a particular thing. She knew only that her eldest sister was the perfect lady, at least in Cecile's estimation of what a perfect lady was, and it is from watching Narcisse and noting each and every mannerism, that Cecile began her practice of making lists and keeping notes. The single exception to perfection in Narcisse, was her enjoyment of a man's sport, fencing and Cecile swore to never follow in that aspect of her sister's footsteps. Though she was much closer in age to Jolie and Musetta, neither seemed to behave as perfectly as Narcisse, and as such, did not deserve to be emulated by Cecile. When her older brothers Maurice and Bayard died, she was ten years old. their deaths left a definite void in the household, but she had not been overly close to either of them, as proper young ladies spent time stitching and following more proven feminine pursuits and not following boys. She cried at their deaths because it was expected of her, however, when her parents died of the plague, she shed no tears, instead blaming them for deserting her for the final time. She dreams of being at court. It is something that has been at the top of many lists her entire lifetime. It is for that reason she tried her best in her studies, and attempted to perfect her skills. She looks forward to being able to observe real ladies at court and even to the time she will be courted and eventually wed. Writing Sample: Cecile had finished laying out an assortment of outfits for Alice to place in her chests before the entire family would depart for Forsilvra. They were arranged in neat stacks and organized by alphabetized colors, function, and style. She had lined up the shoes to match each outfit, and her jewelry cases were carefully arranged in an orderly fashion. Once she checked off the final item from her neatly scrawled list, she went to find her cousin. No doubt Miette was clueless about how to pack for such an occasion. Cecile rapped lightly upon Miette's bedroom door and waited impatiently for her older cousin's door to open. Her maid was terribly slow, just another thing Cecile would need to discuss with her. Flora finally opened the door and bobbed a quick curtsey, her eyes widening upon seeing Cecile, "Come in, my Lady. Forgive me for keeping you waiting. I was assisting Lad..." Cecile cut off further explanation with a stern look then sighed in exasperation upon seeing Miette. "No, no no no no! This is all wrong!" Cecile was practically shaking at the absolute wrongness of the gown her cousin was attired in. "The hem is too long and drags the floor, the wide sash at the waist makes you look even shorter and the cut of the sleeves is far too extravagant for traveling, downright gaudy in fact! It is too early in the day to wear so much jewelry. Really, Miette, what would you do without me?" She gave Miette a pitying look. Cecile produced another carefully printed list, followed by two pages of exact instructions on how to pack and organize Miette's trunk. "Stop mewling. I have made a list of instructions that even Flora might be able to get right, but to make sure, Alice will be overseeing her. We cannot have the incompetence of your maid reflecting poorly on the entire family. It's already been discussed so often in Enos it's a wonder she can dare show her face here. We will see to hiring a new maid for you upon our return, unless a suitable husband is found for you and you can hide her away in the kitchens or some such." [Time Line Events] Year 213: Gaston Fleurant and Adolie Alysworth are wed. Year 214: Renate Fleurant is born. Year 215: Etienne Fleurant is born. Year 217: Maurice Fleurant is born. Year 219: Narcisee Fleurant is born. Year 220: Ambroise Fleurant is born. Year 221: Silvain Fleurant dies. Year 221: Gaston Fleurant assumes Lordship of House Fleurant. Year 222: Musetta Fleurant is born. Year 224: Bayard Fleurant is born. Year 225: Jolie Fleurant is born. Year 226: Cecile Fleurant is born. Year 229: Renate is engaged to his fiancée. Year 233: Renate Fleurant returns to Enos. Year 235: Renate’s fiancée dies to the plague. Year 236: Maurice and Bayard Fleurant succumb to the plague. Year 237: Gaston Fleurant and Adolie Alysworth Fleurant die to the plague. Year 237: Renate Fleurant is named Lord of House Fleurant. Year 241: Game start. Family Genealogy: House Fleurant, Enos "Destiny from Beauty" - <s>Clovis Fleurant</s> -- <s>Treasa Onora Brigh Vulferam</s> - <s>Silvain Fleurant</s> -- <s>Adrienne Fontenot</s> - <s>Reynard Fleurant</s> - <s>Gaston Fleurant</s> -- <s>Adolie Alysworth</s>   ;- <b>Renate Fleurant</b>   ;- Etienne Fleurant   ;- <s>Maurice Fleurant</s>   ;- Narcisse Fleurant   ;- Ambroise Fleurant   ;- Musetta Fleurant   ;- <s>Bayard Fleurant</s>   ;- Jolie Fleurant   ;- Cecile Fleurant   ;- Leon Fleurant - <s>Rochelle Fleurant DeLauncey</s> - <s>Severine Fleurant</s> -- <s>Wife</s> - <s>Elaine Fleurant Forthwind</s> - Ludovic Fleurant -- Wife Fleurant   ;- Bastien Fleurant   ;- Leverett Fleurant   ;- Miette Fleurant   ;- Lenore Fleurant   ;- Olympe Fleurant   ;- Pascal Fleurant   ;- Aceline Fleurant - Solange Fleurant Harcourt - <s>Giselle Fleurant Alysworth</s> - <s>Andre Fleurant</s> -- <s>Wife</s> - <s>Jacques Fleurant</s> - Michon Fleurant - <s>Natalie Fleurant</s> - <s>Oceane Fleurant</s> - Bernard Fleurant -- <s>Wife</s> - Chamonix Fleurant - Angelie Fleurant - <s>Jovianne Fleurant</s> - Germaine Fleurant - <s>Bardot Fleurant Landalis</s> - <s>Josephine Fleurant Linnet</s> - <s>Coeur Fleurant</s> -- <s>Alexandrine Blanchard</s> - <s>Giverny Fleurant Montrose</s> - <s>Corbeau Fleurant</s> -- Wife Fleurant - Pepin Fleurant - Theoren Fleurant - Sequin Fleurant - Sophie Fleurant - Urbain Fleurant - <s>Lenore Fleurant Fitzwulf</s> - <s>Revanche Fleurant</s> |
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Cecile is so Fleurant it hurts. <3 APPROVED!!!!
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Awe so cute! Approved <3
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Swingin' That Frying Pan Flynn Rider Style
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Lovely darling! Approved <3
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