Name: Priscilla Boleyn Edwards
Rank/Title: Lady Edwards, Princess Consort to the King of Falor
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Orientation: Heterosexual
Kingdom/Alliance: Whatever her father tells her it is
Hair Color: Chestnut brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 125 lbs
Description: She is a petite height but well-built and sturdy. Priscilla is not what her peers would consider delicate. Her penchant for sweets may become a problem for her lush curves later in her life. However, the roundness of her form and the smallness of her waist draws the eyes of many admirers. Her hair is a soft chestnut that falls in natural waves down her back. Her wide, dark eyes are often seen rolling in jest, causing her to appear a bit dim. Her plush pink lips are often open with a tongue at the roof of her mouth in a state of perpetual boredom and confusion.
Personality:
{Childish, Decadent, Vindictive, Dramatic}
The daughters of nobility are meant to be three things and three things only: Charming, beautiful and fertile. Beyond the mask that society requires, there need be nothing underneath. Priscilla is no exception. She is a beautiful vase with nothing inside and she lacks ambitions to be anything more It makes her the perfect tool to be used by her father. But when she opens her mouth, another story is told. A childhood among sycophants and ambitious courtiers has left her with a skewed vision of herself. Every joke was met with laughter. Every catty remark was met with praise. And every display of skill was met with applause. Priscilla was the jewel of her household and no one dared to tell the silly thing the truth.
Hobbies: Dancing, singing, playing music (although she cannot play well) and collecting exotic animals
Habits: Biting fingernails, eye-rolling, gestures frequently when talking
Likes/Loves
- Herself
- Music
- Exotic animals
- Telling others what to do
Dislikes/Hates
- Being told what to do
- Noxious smells
- Being kept out of the loop
- Tedious conversation
- Strategy
Place Of Origin: Falor
History:
There are two histories of Priscilla Edwards. The first and foremost is that Priscilla was born a priceless jewel of her family. As a baby, she was happy and charmed even the hardest of hearts. Her lovely curls bounced about her head and her eyes sparkled. She only grew more beautiful the older she became. As a child, she excelled at everything she touched. Tutors had an easy time with their intelligent student. Priscilla mastered languages, history and finances. She owned a room the moment she stepped on the dance floor. Music was a special talent as she had a voice of the angels and a golden ear. Her family adored and doted on her. She was the perfect daughter and would soon become the perfect queen.
The other history is far too real. Priscilla was born to serve only one purpose and it was the serve the will of her father and further his ambitions. She was a fitful baby and left entirely to maids and nurses. Rarely she was presented to her family and met with indifference. As she grew older, she sought for the approval of her father and constantly fell short. Her fingers were clumsy on the harp and hit sour notes. Her voice cracked. She was a distracted student and had a moderate level of skill in the ballroom. She never grasped the two-faced nature of court and believed the compliments thrown at her. She is easily manipulated and desperately wants the attention of her father, but failing that, will accept it in other places.
Face Claim: Hanna Mangan-Lawrence