Welp, I keep making female characters even though I don't initially want to. Damn you safebooru!

Insufferable enough for ya?

[list][*][u][b]Name[/b][/u]:Sult Sunfield
[*][u][b]Age[/b][/u]:19
[*][u][b]Gender[/b][/u]: Female
[*][u][b]Race[/b][/u]: Human
[*][u][b]Appearance[/b][/u]:[img]http://safebooru.org//images/1232/07d28446de518e9aaf5887cc8acbdd0b80f1ef89.jpg?1283709[/img] 
She usually favours elegant dresses and hair decorations when as a civilian. She's 5'6'' and she has a toned but curved figure under the armor.
[*][u][b]Personality[/b][/u]: Sult likes to project an aura of sophistication and erudiction around her, talking in obscure terms and taking each task with grace and effectiveness, displaying confidence and wariness at equal parts. Pff, as if. In truth, Sult only keeps a civil, graceful appearance, because it makes people to lower the guards around her. A mover and a shaker, she spares no chance to twist and bend rules and decorum in often strange, and amusing ways. A trickster at heart, she often questions the ways of the world as they were. However, deep down, her inquisitive nature goes beyond her mere self-amusement in rogue antics, and a genuine care to learn and discern the truths of the world is apparent. While not the first, nor the quickest knight to defend the weak and the innocent, Sult's heart is in the right place when it comes down to it. Innocents and weak people should be protected and helped, rules be damned.
[*][u][b]Brief Backstory[/b][/u]: Sult is the third daughter of a renowned aristocrat family with ties to the Reonite clergy in Thain, the August House of the Sunfield, which has produced many fine warriors, paladins and priestesses. Sult was suppossed to be one of the latter, and she was strictly groomed as an erudite and an example of virtue and charisma... which prompted a huge rebellious streak in the young child who would waste no chance in crossing lines and limits, all for the sake of breaking the monotony. Even though she was by no means unskilled nor dull (more like the opposite), she rarely found joy in being told to recite and drone dusty old books, and wished for a more hands on approach.

Of course, spiking the wine of the High Priestesses with some distilled spirits was a bit too much to evaluate the effects of inebriation on people's character.

Sult became a blight, a stain to her family's name after she was unceremonously expelled from the congregation she attended to, so they decided to play their next card. Token in a political marriage, hoping that the miracle of love could tame the little mischievous but comely missy. Fools. Sult's mischievousness only increased, as she often made possible prospects jump through hoops only to reject them and laugh at their faces. It eventually backfired, though, and Sult was poisoned by a scorned pretender, finding herself in the gates of death. Sult had an epiphany in her dire situation, and she made a promise to become a better person should she survive.

Of course, Sult's decision to enter the Iron Rose Order was met in equal parts with surprise and suspicion. Her mischievous past and the omen of being born under a new moon (and thus the antithesis of the order's founder and successive captains) came to bit her in the back, and she almost didn't make it, but eventually her flawless apellation and the old name of her family earned her a spot in the order. (That and clubbing some poor fella's face with the hilt of her sword in a duel.)

Nowadays, Sult is still the same mischief maker as ever, but hey, she tries and serves the order defending the weak. She admits she had expected the order to have more pretty boys to play, but girls aren't a bad alternative option. She purposefully endorses and follows the current captain of the order because, let's face it, a sixteen year old ordering seasones veterans is downright hilarious.

[*][u][b]Equipment[/b][/u]: She wears a fine ornate plate, as well as a arming sword. She is sensible to carry her shield to battles, but otherwise finds it to be rather cumbersome. Plus, the color isn't exactly matching. She also carries a first aid pouch whenever she goes. She also keeps a dagger at her hip. Because a sword isn't a handy tool nor backup weapon.
[*][u][b]Skills[/b][/u]:While Sult can pass off as a decent knight trained in sword and shield fighting, horseriding and archery, she doesn't know much more besides the average and basics. Sult is however deftly skilled in reading people's intentions and overall persuasion, which she uses to great effect to bluff all she wants when she wants. Just don't ask her to dance and sing. (She is tonedeaf!). Where it does really shine, however is in gathering knowledge. Sult is heavily cultured in Reonite theology and rites, History of the world and Military Strategy. Most important, she has honed her medical and herbalism skills in order to avoid being poisoned to death a second time, so she's a good thing to have around when you're bleeding. Last but not last, she knows to make distilled spirits(don't ask).
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