Dame
"Bloody" Aria Larette
"Don't call me bloody!"
Female • 26 • Human
Appearance:Standing at a surprising 6'3", Aria stands tall over most knights be they male or female. Her most notable features are that of her bloodline: scorching red hair, bright auburn eyes, and great height. Concealed beneath her armour are dozens of scars. While many of the scars have faded over the years, many of them still remain as reminders of the battle. While she would be considered as attractive by most standards, most people are alienated by an overwhelming sense of smugness and conceit that is shown on her face.
Personality:Conceited. Brash. Passionate. Those three words perfectly describe Aria. She acts with a passionate fervor in everything that she does. Her status growing up had lead to her becoming rather conceited. She has a constant need to be considered the best and to break from the shackles of her name. Though, she would rather be called a Larette than her well-known moniker of Bloody Aria. She is a staunch traditionalist, believing in the values and ethics of yore are greater and more important than any new-age belief.
Brief Backstory:There are few that do not know the name "Larette". Among the most noble families, the Larette commands lordship over a large region of Thaln. Their auburn eyes, red-hair, and impressive stature are the most notable features of the family. This, however, had unfortunately added to their already dire reputation. While they are one of the most powerful noble families, they also attract the ire of most other families. Their reputation isn't unearned; the family had previously committed dozens of acts bordering on cruelty and illegality to accrue so much land and power. The only reason why they have not been attacked by other nobles for their past injustices is because of their staunch support of the Iron Rose Knights and the kingdom. But as the saying goes, only a Larette would look down on the king.
Aria wasn't born a heiress. While she was a daughter of Lord Larette, she was only a middle daughter. Her eldest brother and sister were much closer to inherit her father's titles, so Aria had two choices: she could either become a damsel and be married for the sake of politics, or she could become a knight and fight in service of the Iron Rose and the kingdom. A fiery blaze of youthful vigor, the young Aria had taken the ladder option. She went through the usual motions, becoming a page and then a squire.
It wasn't soon that war broke out. Lord Cal and the king waged a brutal war. Aria had joined the kingdom's army and fought under a knight banneret. She gained her first unfortunate nickname and title at that point: "Red" Aria. She was a
Larette. That's all she amounted to. She loathed this nickname. Every single battle that she had fought in, she continued to prove herself. Not because of ambition, no. That blasted nickname cursed at her every time she heard it. She would do her damnedest to rid herself of that name. Then the Battle of the Butcher's Bridge happened.
Nobody called her Red Aria ever again.
The knight and those fighting under him were forced to retreat. They had lost their horses and were being chased down by a much larger force. It was a death sentence. The knight had managed to cross a bridge and, to ensure that the majority of his men would survive, left a small group of soldiers to slow down the enemy force as much as they could. The rapids below the bridge were impossible to be forded. It was the best possible choke point. It was eighty against twelve.
So began the nickname "Bloody" Aria.
Out of those who fought at the bridge, sixty-seven had died. By percentage, it was one of the most bloody and deadly battles of the war. On Aria's side, there were four survivors. On their enemy's side, there were fifty-nine had perished. Aria and her surviving allies had been found by reinforcements. Wounded dozens of times and drenched head to toe in blood, they had protected the knight and those who hadn't volunteered to make their last stand.
For her service and sacrifice in the war, she was knighted by the king. She joined the knights afterwards. After all, she was a warrior through and through. That and the name Bloody Aria would never escape her.
Equipment:Aria wields a heirloom spear enchanted with the ability to 'pierce'. Through cloth, leather, and steel, the tip of the spear will pass unimpeded so long as it strikes true. This doesn't mean that the spear is unstoppable. One can still grab the shaft or attempt to deflect the tip to glance armour. In both cases, the spear will not be able to pierce.
Her blade and shield are unenchanted, but of great quality. Befitting of a noble knight, they are pristine in their construction and maintenance.
Her armour is well made and perfect for her. The most accurate way to describe it is artisanal. Despite their engravings, the steel plate over her gambison is of great defensive quality. The armour is enchanted to be as durable and lightweight as possible, allowing Aria to move and sprint even faster than a standard knight.
Skills:Aria is a master spear-user. The bane of swordsmen, her talent in keeping foes far is a feat of great martial prowess. Her speed and accuracy with a spear is befitting of one in the Larette family; it is mostly unmatched by other, less noble knights. Her swordsmanship is experienced, but rough in comparison. In a battle of blades, Aria is most likely to lose against veterans. Blades are much more suitable as an emergency backup than her primary weapon.
Besides being good at standard knightly talents such as riding and archery, she is rather talentless. At best, she can make food that one can survive on. They wouldn't take any pleasure eating it, though.