Post by Briana on Jun 10, 2010 20:19:08 GMT -5
Password: Bantha
Character permission: None Required(First Character)
Appearance: A term usually used to describe the young Elena is ‘angelic’. All her features seem to be tied into this one theme, which is of a beautiful angel. Long ivory locks fall gracefully upon her shoulders and back. They are usually worn in curls when she is allowed to wear them as she pleases. Another popular hairstyle that she is seen wearing is a single ponytail or two pigtails. A somewhat conservative style when compared to the usually eccentric do’s that the royal courts are famous for sporting. Similar to the current queen which she serves, Elena has eyes of the darkest of ebonies. Eyes are usually the doors to one`s soul yet in this case, her eyes seems completely blank, as if a wall of abyss-like black had been built to shield the soul within.
Due in no small part to her Echani training, the handmaiden's body is very slim and fit. Though somewhat curvacious this is in no part due to overeating but the natural development of her body. Due to to Onderon's temperate climate, Elena has developped a healthy skin tone. She is not too pale yet she is far from being excessively tanned. No orangeness for her. Elena usually wears the traditional modest clothing given to the handmaidens of the Onderon Royal Court. Her clothing usually matches with what the person she is assigned to is wearing.
Personality: Elena is usually presented as a calm and collected girl. She rarely speaks out of turn unless she deems it necessary, which is rarely the case as she has been taught to be submissive at all times. Her calm personality makes her a great listener. She is able to be an excellent confidante because of this. She keeps secrets easily and never betrays those who have placed their trust in her. Her loyalty was another attribute that made her an excellent handmaiden. Her calm and constantly composed demeanor has gained her a reputation of being somewhat of a snob with people that are not of royalty. But this is just a misinterpretation of her actual true self. When one actually gets to know Elena, one may discover that she is quite the nice and cheerful woman. She does not like having the ones around her suffer, especially her close friends. She will regularly take action to aid the ones she love.
Not only was Elena trained in combat for bodyguard purposes if need be, she also studied several languages to make herself useful in times of negotiations. In her studies, the young girl developped a love for languages, making it that much easier for her to learn even more. Her mother believed that due to her force sensibility, she was able to pick up so many languages so quickly, yet this was never actually proven. Elena speaks fluently Basic, Huttese, Ryl and Mandalorian. Other than the languages she can speak fluently, she is able to understand Binary, Durese, Shyriiwook and Sullustese.
Occupation: Servant, Translator
Rank: Handmaiden(To Onderon Royal Court)
Bio:
Lineage
A Doomed Love Story
-The tale of Elena's life begins before her birth. When her mother was but a child. The young Amalia was born to a family of Onderon servants. Though she had tremendous potential with the force she would never be found by the a Jedi in time to be recruited into the order. The girl's first encounter with the jedi was when she was ten. By then she had started her time as a servant of the Onderon Royal Court and was too old to join the Order, regardless of her potential. Amalia's life was somewhat uneventful from there. Until she turned twenty and met a man who would change her life. On a trip through the Western District, Amalia came face to face with a group of salvagers. The men, who seemed intent on getting what they wanted from her slowly approached her, yet a man came out of the nearby cantina and protected the weak servant, repellng the salvagers. His name was Kurdo Gemini.
Kurdo Gemini was a skillful Echani warrior turned mercenary. His search of credits had led him to Iziz, a city which people were eager to pay good money for good bodyguards. For Amalia, her meeting with the handsome Echani would be love at first sight. The man was not ignorant to the woman's eyes and escorted her back to the palace before leaving her with a goodbye kiss upon the brow. Their next meeting would be a few weeks later, and with every new visit from the mysterious Echani, the servant fell more and more in love with him. The growing love was reciprocated on the Echani's part. Soon he joined the Republic, hoping that his shedding of his former life of crime-for-pay would be positive for the life that he saw himself sharing with Amalia. As coincidence would have it(you and I both know true coincidences are truly rare) he would be assigned to the safeguarding of Iziz. Soon, the rumours of the growing relationship between Amalia and Kurdo travelled throughout the palace.
Nineteen years ago, Amalia would learn that she was pregnant. Kudro was happy of the news, yet they would need to get married soon. But no such event would hapen. Even before they would start planning their marriage(through eloping or public announcement, at the time they were somewhat unsure of the public's acceptance of the event) Kudro was assigned to another task off-world. He would promise his wife-to-be that he would return for his child's birth. Upon a last farewell kiss upon the brow, Kudro would vanish and not return for more than a decade...
Birth and Early Life
The Force Runs Deeply Through Blood
-The months waiting for her child's birth and her future husband's return seemed to pass at an agonizingly slow pace to Amalia. Yet upon her ninth month of pregnancy she gave birth to her child, without the presence of the child's father to Amalia's chagrin. The young baby girl would inherit of her mother's dark eyes and ivory locks. While she clearly held her father's spirit. The young girl would be named Elena Miré, the names of both of her grandmothers. Though Amalia felt bitter because her husband was still gone, she found solace in the quiet and adorable nature of Elena. The young girl was surprisingly calm, a trait usually not common in babies of that age. The young girl's tutelage would begin when she was six years old. As luck would have it, the Onderon Royal Court was in need of a set of new Handmaidens. Elena would not grow up to be a regular servant like her mother. No, she would be brought up as a handmaiden. Would servants have ranks, handmaiden would be one of its highests. It meant being a part of a royal person's entourage and taking part in actual important manners.
Her education would start early. She was not taught political science or history. Her main classes were etiquette and the language arts. From age six to ten, her life would be spent between attending her classes, serving the royal family and nobles with her mother and spending time with her maternal family. It was during this time that the first signs of her force sensitivity developped in the shape of the ability to midly sense danger around her. Amalia would recognize these attributes immediately, yet like her, her daughter would never get the chance to join the Jedi Order as she would never have caught the attention of any of them. And to Amalia that was better. She could never have accepted the lost of her child, after her only lover had disappeared years prior. Surprisingly by the age of ten, Elena was on her way to learning her third language, something that baffled the language teachers of Iziz.
The first specific time that Elena noticed her sensibility to the force was an event that she was not yet to forget. To a kind hearted girl like herself, it left quite the impact. Travelling back to the palace after running errands for her mother, a young Elena could somehow feel as if something bad was going to happen on her way home. The caring servant could not pinpoint exactly what the feeling was. She simply shrugged it off as it was getting quite late. As she was about to leave the Merchant Quarter she felt the now persistent feeling wash over herself again, but with more intensity. A flash of what was to come appeared to her. A woman in trouble. The young girl looked around herself, terrified at the vision she had received. Indeed a woman had seemed to have ventured close to some odd-looking salvagers. The woman was struck down by the men. Before the salvagers could notice Elena had witness the assault she had ran away. These feelings of imminent danger, senses of wrong and short visions would continue to plague her throughout her life.
The Way of the Echani
Paternal Guidance
-At the age of twelve, when Elena could fluently speak three languages and understand two more, a cortege of Republic ships landed into the Iziz Starport. Heroes of battles set off-world had returned to their homeworld after completing a decade-long mission. Amalia was thrilled to learn that among the returning men was her MIA lover. Their meeting was something that Amalia had always reimagined in her head and to realise that it would finally happen, she was beside herself. The Echani Warrior was thrilled to finally meet his daughter. By now she had grown tremendously and he had missed a lot of her life, he had been absent for important milestones in the girl's life. The galaxy was in a time of uncertainty. Kudro was unsure when he would be spirited away onto another mission. Hoping that he would have time enough to get to know his daughter, the man would settle down.
Kudro had been welcomed as a hero by the people of the walled city. The Echani had proven himself in battles against space pirates. The other Onderon Republic Soliders had made sure everyone around knew of his exploits. Kudro welcomed this positive popularity with open arms, hoping that this would only help his family. Finally Kudro and Amalia would marry, and their daughter would play the role of the flower girl. Elena was actually extremely happy to have met her father. She had only heard of him through her mother, stories that he had told his mother about his travels and missions as a merc. Now, Elena's family was reunited as one big happy unit. Upon return from the honeymoon. Kudro decided that he would play a bigger role in his daughter's life. He would teach her the Arts of Echani Battle. So that not only would she be a servant like her mother had been, but she would be able to fight like her father.
Training her body would be a difficult thing for the young Elena. She had only trained her mind in all of her life, so physical training had been something that she had never expected to do. Though she made slow progress at the beginning, her father remained patient and understand. Once the basic principles had been mastered, the rest came easier though to the young Onderonian. She would continue her training for two years before her father would be called upon another mission. With the knowledge he had taught her in the two years they had been together, Kudro hoped that his daughter would continued training and honing her skills until she would be as good as him. Another tearful goodby would be given, and once more he would kiss his wife upon the brow to signal his departure. But this time a second kiss was given, upon his daughter's forehead... It was only a year later that news of Kudro's mission would come to Onderon. In a spacebattle, Kudro's ship had been shot down and the wreckage had not been found... And so, Elena would never get to see her father again.
Past to Present
Royalty's Maiden
-Though the gap within her did not heal easily, it eventually did through time. Something that aided her through her time of sorrow were actually her classes. Studying kept her mind off her father's death. For the next few years, until she was seventeen, she continued her studies, further increasing the amount of languages she could speak and understand. In private she would continue her Echani training. Her Force Sense developped also during this time, yet not to a skillful level. Not only could she sense danger, but at times she could sense people's intentions, may they be for the Dark Side or the Light Side. Her telepathic abilities would also slightly develop themselves, but they would only reach the level of her sensing capabilities.
At the age of seventeen she would have her first meeting with Jedi. The Force-Users had come to Onderon because they had been following a dangerous criminal. The duo of Master and Padawan had not stayed long in Iziz as the criminal had only been on the planet for a short while. She had only heard stories of the Jedi, so to see them face to face for the first time in all her life was something that was awe-inspiring. Though they had not spoken at all, Elena decided that she could not continue to live in sorrow. So through the combined help of her studies, Echani training rituals and an inspiring meeting with the Jedi, she was able to move on with her life. As the Jedi left, Elana was appointed as one of the Handmaidens of the court. All her hard work with her studies was paying off.
By the age of nineteen, Elena had already proven herself as a capable follower to the Onderon Royalty. She always did as she was told and kept all information to herself. The angelic handmaiden would be known around the castle as one of the most capable of her kind. Something that made her mother extremely proud...
And so the true life of Elana Miré Gemini would begin.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 7
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 2
Ranged Weapons:1
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 0
Telepathic: 0
Body: 0
Sense: 3
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction: 0
Alignment: +4
RP Sample:
The wooden practice mannequin set upon that pole stood no chance. The angelic combattant spun about it, quick movements flowing about as Elena fought against the inanimate warrior. Her fists and kicks collided with wooden limbs, the knocking sounds vibrating throughout the room. The handmaiden stopped her movements. A well deserved break for the time being. The girl's hands travelling though her white mane, tying the locks into a single ponytail, with this new hairstyle her training would become easier. She inhaled deeply, ready to continue this particular training session. Fighting against such an opponent was somewhat bland and repetitive to Elena. The Echani praised themselves on their ability to predict their opponent's next move, to make sure that they match the next attack. A mannequin's movements on the other hand were too predictable. There was no fun. Yet there was no harm in going over the basics.
Kick. Punch. Chop. Uppercut. Jump. Spin. Kick.
''Elena Miré Gemini!''
The handmaiden's movements came to a halt as she spun about towards the sound of the voice that had called her out. Before her stood a clearly shorter woman. Long white hair, not unlike Elena's had been tied into a single bun. She features were gentle and caring. She shook her heard.
''The Senator is going out and you've been handpicked as one of the handmaidens that will follow him. If you prove yourself good you might become the queen's personal handmaiden. Now let's good. And why are you in your underwear?!'' The woman demanded, her eyes widening when she realised her daughter was not wearing any clothing.
''But mother it's the way of the Echani to train-''
''Echani this, Echani that. You're not a warrior Elena. Now get cleaned up, put some clothes on and head to the Starport to meet the senator.'' Alana ordered.
''Yes mother.'' Elena said simply.
The girl did not say anything. The fact that she had not been her usually caring and calm self meant that her mother cared deeply about this particular task. If it was important to her mother, than it was important to her too. She would make sure to stand out as much as she could to the senator, to prove that she was a talented handmaiden. She would grab her clothing with haste and dart out of the room, wondering when she would be back to the palace.
Character permission: None Required(First Character)
Name: Elena Miré Gemini
Race: Human
Age: 19
Height: 5’7’’
Weight: 124 lbs
Birth place: Onderon, Iziz
Race: Human
Age: 19
Height: 5’7’’
Weight: 124 lbs
Birth place: Onderon, Iziz
Appearance: A term usually used to describe the young Elena is ‘angelic’. All her features seem to be tied into this one theme, which is of a beautiful angel. Long ivory locks fall gracefully upon her shoulders and back. They are usually worn in curls when she is allowed to wear them as she pleases. Another popular hairstyle that she is seen wearing is a single ponytail or two pigtails. A somewhat conservative style when compared to the usually eccentric do’s that the royal courts are famous for sporting. Similar to the current queen which she serves, Elena has eyes of the darkest of ebonies. Eyes are usually the doors to one`s soul yet in this case, her eyes seems completely blank, as if a wall of abyss-like black had been built to shield the soul within.
Due in no small part to her Echani training, the handmaiden's body is very slim and fit. Though somewhat curvacious this is in no part due to overeating but the natural development of her body. Due to to Onderon's temperate climate, Elena has developped a healthy skin tone. She is not too pale yet she is far from being excessively tanned. No orangeness for her. Elena usually wears the traditional modest clothing given to the handmaidens of the Onderon Royal Court. Her clothing usually matches with what the person she is assigned to is wearing.
Personality: Elena is usually presented as a calm and collected girl. She rarely speaks out of turn unless she deems it necessary, which is rarely the case as she has been taught to be submissive at all times. Her calm personality makes her a great listener. She is able to be an excellent confidante because of this. She keeps secrets easily and never betrays those who have placed their trust in her. Her loyalty was another attribute that made her an excellent handmaiden. Her calm and constantly composed demeanor has gained her a reputation of being somewhat of a snob with people that are not of royalty. But this is just a misinterpretation of her actual true self. When one actually gets to know Elena, one may discover that she is quite the nice and cheerful woman. She does not like having the ones around her suffer, especially her close friends. She will regularly take action to aid the ones she love.
Not only was Elena trained in combat for bodyguard purposes if need be, she also studied several languages to make herself useful in times of negotiations. In her studies, the young girl developped a love for languages, making it that much easier for her to learn even more. Her mother believed that due to her force sensibility, she was able to pick up so many languages so quickly, yet this was never actually proven. Elena speaks fluently Basic, Huttese, Ryl and Mandalorian. Other than the languages she can speak fluently, she is able to understand Binary, Durese, Shyriiwook and Sullustese.
Occupation: Servant, Translator
Rank: Handmaiden(To Onderon Royal Court)
Bio:
Lineage
A Doomed Love Story
-The tale of Elena's life begins before her birth. When her mother was but a child. The young Amalia was born to a family of Onderon servants. Though she had tremendous potential with the force she would never be found by the a Jedi in time to be recruited into the order. The girl's first encounter with the jedi was when she was ten. By then she had started her time as a servant of the Onderon Royal Court and was too old to join the Order, regardless of her potential. Amalia's life was somewhat uneventful from there. Until she turned twenty and met a man who would change her life. On a trip through the Western District, Amalia came face to face with a group of salvagers. The men, who seemed intent on getting what they wanted from her slowly approached her, yet a man came out of the nearby cantina and protected the weak servant, repellng the salvagers. His name was Kurdo Gemini.
Kurdo Gemini was a skillful Echani warrior turned mercenary. His search of credits had led him to Iziz, a city which people were eager to pay good money for good bodyguards. For Amalia, her meeting with the handsome Echani would be love at first sight. The man was not ignorant to the woman's eyes and escorted her back to the palace before leaving her with a goodbye kiss upon the brow. Their next meeting would be a few weeks later, and with every new visit from the mysterious Echani, the servant fell more and more in love with him. The growing love was reciprocated on the Echani's part. Soon he joined the Republic, hoping that his shedding of his former life of crime-for-pay would be positive for the life that he saw himself sharing with Amalia. As coincidence would have it(you and I both know true coincidences are truly rare) he would be assigned to the safeguarding of Iziz. Soon, the rumours of the growing relationship between Amalia and Kurdo travelled throughout the palace.
Nineteen years ago, Amalia would learn that she was pregnant. Kudro was happy of the news, yet they would need to get married soon. But no such event would hapen. Even before they would start planning their marriage(through eloping or public announcement, at the time they were somewhat unsure of the public's acceptance of the event) Kudro was assigned to another task off-world. He would promise his wife-to-be that he would return for his child's birth. Upon a last farewell kiss upon the brow, Kudro would vanish and not return for more than a decade...
Birth and Early Life
The Force Runs Deeply Through Blood
-The months waiting for her child's birth and her future husband's return seemed to pass at an agonizingly slow pace to Amalia. Yet upon her ninth month of pregnancy she gave birth to her child, without the presence of the child's father to Amalia's chagrin. The young baby girl would inherit of her mother's dark eyes and ivory locks. While she clearly held her father's spirit. The young girl would be named Elena Miré, the names of both of her grandmothers. Though Amalia felt bitter because her husband was still gone, she found solace in the quiet and adorable nature of Elena. The young girl was surprisingly calm, a trait usually not common in babies of that age. The young girl's tutelage would begin when she was six years old. As luck would have it, the Onderon Royal Court was in need of a set of new Handmaidens. Elena would not grow up to be a regular servant like her mother. No, she would be brought up as a handmaiden. Would servants have ranks, handmaiden would be one of its highests. It meant being a part of a royal person's entourage and taking part in actual important manners.
Her education would start early. She was not taught political science or history. Her main classes were etiquette and the language arts. From age six to ten, her life would be spent between attending her classes, serving the royal family and nobles with her mother and spending time with her maternal family. It was during this time that the first signs of her force sensitivity developped in the shape of the ability to midly sense danger around her. Amalia would recognize these attributes immediately, yet like her, her daughter would never get the chance to join the Jedi Order as she would never have caught the attention of any of them. And to Amalia that was better. She could never have accepted the lost of her child, after her only lover had disappeared years prior. Surprisingly by the age of ten, Elena was on her way to learning her third language, something that baffled the language teachers of Iziz.
The first specific time that Elena noticed her sensibility to the force was an event that she was not yet to forget. To a kind hearted girl like herself, it left quite the impact. Travelling back to the palace after running errands for her mother, a young Elena could somehow feel as if something bad was going to happen on her way home. The caring servant could not pinpoint exactly what the feeling was. She simply shrugged it off as it was getting quite late. As she was about to leave the Merchant Quarter she felt the now persistent feeling wash over herself again, but with more intensity. A flash of what was to come appeared to her. A woman in trouble. The young girl looked around herself, terrified at the vision she had received. Indeed a woman had seemed to have ventured close to some odd-looking salvagers. The woman was struck down by the men. Before the salvagers could notice Elena had witness the assault she had ran away. These feelings of imminent danger, senses of wrong and short visions would continue to plague her throughout her life.
The Way of the Echani
Paternal Guidance
-At the age of twelve, when Elena could fluently speak three languages and understand two more, a cortege of Republic ships landed into the Iziz Starport. Heroes of battles set off-world had returned to their homeworld after completing a decade-long mission. Amalia was thrilled to learn that among the returning men was her MIA lover. Their meeting was something that Amalia had always reimagined in her head and to realise that it would finally happen, she was beside herself. The Echani Warrior was thrilled to finally meet his daughter. By now she had grown tremendously and he had missed a lot of her life, he had been absent for important milestones in the girl's life. The galaxy was in a time of uncertainty. Kudro was unsure when he would be spirited away onto another mission. Hoping that he would have time enough to get to know his daughter, the man would settle down.
Kudro had been welcomed as a hero by the people of the walled city. The Echani had proven himself in battles against space pirates. The other Onderon Republic Soliders had made sure everyone around knew of his exploits. Kudro welcomed this positive popularity with open arms, hoping that this would only help his family. Finally Kudro and Amalia would marry, and their daughter would play the role of the flower girl. Elena was actually extremely happy to have met her father. She had only heard of him through her mother, stories that he had told his mother about his travels and missions as a merc. Now, Elena's family was reunited as one big happy unit. Upon return from the honeymoon. Kudro decided that he would play a bigger role in his daughter's life. He would teach her the Arts of Echani Battle. So that not only would she be a servant like her mother had been, but she would be able to fight like her father.
Training her body would be a difficult thing for the young Elena. She had only trained her mind in all of her life, so physical training had been something that she had never expected to do. Though she made slow progress at the beginning, her father remained patient and understand. Once the basic principles had been mastered, the rest came easier though to the young Onderonian. She would continue her training for two years before her father would be called upon another mission. With the knowledge he had taught her in the two years they had been together, Kudro hoped that his daughter would continued training and honing her skills until she would be as good as him. Another tearful goodby would be given, and once more he would kiss his wife upon the brow to signal his departure. But this time a second kiss was given, upon his daughter's forehead... It was only a year later that news of Kudro's mission would come to Onderon. In a spacebattle, Kudro's ship had been shot down and the wreckage had not been found... And so, Elena would never get to see her father again.
Past to Present
Royalty's Maiden
-Though the gap within her did not heal easily, it eventually did through time. Something that aided her through her time of sorrow were actually her classes. Studying kept her mind off her father's death. For the next few years, until she was seventeen, she continued her studies, further increasing the amount of languages she could speak and understand. In private she would continue her Echani training. Her Force Sense developped also during this time, yet not to a skillful level. Not only could she sense danger, but at times she could sense people's intentions, may they be for the Dark Side or the Light Side. Her telepathic abilities would also slightly develop themselves, but they would only reach the level of her sensing capabilities.
At the age of seventeen she would have her first meeting with Jedi. The Force-Users had come to Onderon because they had been following a dangerous criminal. The duo of Master and Padawan had not stayed long in Iziz as the criminal had only been on the planet for a short while. She had only heard stories of the Jedi, so to see them face to face for the first time in all her life was something that was awe-inspiring. Though they had not spoken at all, Elena decided that she could not continue to live in sorrow. So through the combined help of her studies, Echani training rituals and an inspiring meeting with the Jedi, she was able to move on with her life. As the Jedi left, Elana was appointed as one of the Handmaidens of the court. All her hard work with her studies was paying off.
By the age of nineteen, Elena had already proven herself as a capable follower to the Onderon Royalty. She always did as she was told and kept all information to herself. The angelic handmaiden would be known around the castle as one of the most capable of her kind. Something that made her mother extremely proud...
And so the true life of Elana Miré Gemini would begin.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 7
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 2
Ranged Weapons:1
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 0
Telepathic: 0
Body: 0
Sense: 3
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction: 0
Alignment: +4
RP Sample:
The wooden practice mannequin set upon that pole stood no chance. The angelic combattant spun about it, quick movements flowing about as Elena fought against the inanimate warrior. Her fists and kicks collided with wooden limbs, the knocking sounds vibrating throughout the room. The handmaiden stopped her movements. A well deserved break for the time being. The girl's hands travelling though her white mane, tying the locks into a single ponytail, with this new hairstyle her training would become easier. She inhaled deeply, ready to continue this particular training session. Fighting against such an opponent was somewhat bland and repetitive to Elena. The Echani praised themselves on their ability to predict their opponent's next move, to make sure that they match the next attack. A mannequin's movements on the other hand were too predictable. There was no fun. Yet there was no harm in going over the basics.
Kick. Punch. Chop. Uppercut. Jump. Spin. Kick.
''Elena Miré Gemini!''
The handmaiden's movements came to a halt as she spun about towards the sound of the voice that had called her out. Before her stood a clearly shorter woman. Long white hair, not unlike Elena's had been tied into a single bun. She features were gentle and caring. She shook her heard.
''The Senator is going out and you've been handpicked as one of the handmaidens that will follow him. If you prove yourself good you might become the queen's personal handmaiden. Now let's good. And why are you in your underwear?!'' The woman demanded, her eyes widening when she realised her daughter was not wearing any clothing.
''But mother it's the way of the Echani to train-''
''Echani this, Echani that. You're not a warrior Elena. Now get cleaned up, put some clothes on and head to the Starport to meet the senator.'' Alana ordered.
''Yes mother.'' Elena said simply.
The girl did not say anything. The fact that she had not been her usually caring and calm self meant that her mother cared deeply about this particular task. If it was important to her mother, than it was important to her too. She would make sure to stand out as much as she could to the senator, to prove that she was a talented handmaiden. She would grab her clothing with haste and dart out of the room, wondering when she would be back to the palace.
