Description

Personality

Speak with Grimhilde and you’ll likely sense it: a quiet madness lurking at the edges. Her eyes glint and flare. Her jaw tenses. She endeavors to be a Queen with a calm veneer, with measured words and calm judgment. And she almost gets away with it. She is by most definitions an elegant teacup, beautiful and delicate. This teacup, though, hides a brutal tempest. It is, of course, her jealousy.

Upon her first meeting with any new acquaintance, Queen Grimhilde carries herself with delicacy, courtesy and reserve. She is a genteel hostess, complimenting her guests with a sometimes uncanny eye for detail. (“I do adore your necklace. Is it new? Ah, I am quite jealous.” “My dear, that shade of red is perfect for you. If it were just a shade more toward the violet, the effect would be ruined.” “What excellent hands you have. You must be a skilled artist.”) She doesn’t give off the warm, empathic aura of a genuinely sweet woman — not only is such a thing unnatural to her, but she feels it would raise undue suspicion. Few people are that nice, and if they seem to be, they’re up to something. As such, she prefers to present herself much as she is, as a refined lady whose interest in her guests is genuine, but not so vibrant as to be improper. She is unfailingly hospitable until she has determined whether a given guest is useful to her in the long run or not.

Equipment

- Several poisoned apple, as well as plethora of other poisoned objects and foods. Poison in general, really.

- A magical mirror which tells the truth to whichever question is asked of it.

History

Do not mention Snow White. Ever. EVER.

She was wed to the King, a man almost twice her age. He had wed her for her beauty and her ability to rationalize and reason with others. And he died because he had trusted her.

Have you all not heard the story behind the poisoned apple? If not...then perhaps you should avoid partaking of fruit at the Queen's table.

But really, 'tis best not to speak of her past.