name; gracelin olyvia arryn
house; arryn
rank; the Lady of the Eerie and Warden of the East until her young son comes of age, or she weds.
gender; female
age; one and twenty
height; five foot three
weight; one ten pounds


hair; straight long auburn hair
eyes; bright blue
clothing; she wears her pretty silk, velvet, and satin dresses lined with the furs of her kills. she is a skilled archer and always wears a bow and arrow or some throwing daggers.
oddities; a scar in the center of her back from when she almost fell from the Moon Door.

family;
Lord Nathan Arryn - husband - deceased
Gren Arryn - son - seven

History;

Gracelin was born across the sea on the island of Lys. Her parents had been high nobles and very respected in the families prime. So happy and so in love. They had money to burn, position, and power. Then, it was time they decided to have a child. After that everything changed. A weakness took her after bearing the beautiful baby girl, a weakness and a sickness. The money began to dwindle away with costs of healers and taking care of Gracelin. Still, for a time they were a happy family. Gracelin was raised to be a lady; well dressed, well read, and well spoken. At a young age they started teaching her accounts and trade. So, at least she was happy in the developing knowledge. Until the catastrophic happened; all their money, all their power and position, ran out. The man became desperate, desperate enough to sell his beautiful seven year old daughter to the best pleasure house in Lys. After the deal him and his wife walked away, wealthy again, and Gracelin was left parent-less.

The little lady never spoke after that. Instead she was taught to listen and express with her body. The whore spent considerable time with her grooming her for the job they did and as she grew more beautiful, the more she was taught and she was taught a lot. Those women had their claw dug deep into Gracelin for five years before selling her, for a very high price, to a Westerosi man who happened to be a brothel owner in the Vale. The boat ride was horrific, she must have been used by the entire crew. Life at the brothel was better, almost easier. The young girl was treated like a prize, like she was a whore made of gold. Not all her customers were proper gentlemen, but Gracelin was held more exclusive that the other whores.

Then one day, when she was 13 and braiding the hair of one of the older girls, a soldier barged in searching for a whore for a Lord. Gracelin was taken to the Eyrie. It was strange, apparently the Lady and the son had died just a few months earlier. It happened so quickly she had been rushed into the keep and practically thrown into the Lords quarters. The man had sat her down and laid his head in her lap and told her the story of a man who loved a woman, who died in child birth, and then a week later her child died leaving the man so horribly alone. Then the man wept, and the whore wrapped her arms around his head and held him all night. The next day Lord Nathan Arryn bought her and brought her up within his house. He took her with him everywhere, to watch, and listen, and learn. For her 15th birthday they were wed and bed. For her 16th birthday she birthed a strong son named Gren. The three of them where happy, but sadly she hadn't been able to get pregnant again. Then on her 21st name day her husband passed of the greyscale. Leaving her alone to rule the Vale.

Face Claim: Susan Coffey
Main Acount: Questie

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