Name: Cordelia Glass
Age(15-25): 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Tall, graceful and slender, with a head of immaculate golden curls and bright blue eyes. Being a noble, she has an impressively large wardrobe full of frilly dresses and other fanciful things. It's clear she puts a lot of effort into maintaining her appearance. There's rarely-if-ever a hair out of place, and she never slouches. In public, anyway.
Personality: Kind, charming, gentle, patient, polite. The things the daughter of a duke must always be. She does her best, having been tutored for it. Even so, her patience is not infinite and she enjoys winning a little too much to be graceful about it -all- the time. As the second daughter to a cruel noble, she's very quick to obey anyone with the authority to order her around, however small the list. In private, she's, well. She's pretty lazy, preferring to sit and have her partner fetch things. Aside from that, she's very devout. And likes to tease people.
Equipment: Nada, plus whatever the school supplies.
History: The duke's second-eldest daughter. She was born 17th or 18th in line for the throne, a minor noble at best. She wasn't the son her parents wanted and she wasn't the firstborn, which diminished her value in their eyes. Instead of a nanny, they groomed a boy to look after her, an 'orphaned street-rat.' While she was given plenty of lavish fineries, her parents rarely if ever paid her any mind. She was, after all, well-behaved. Well-trained, really. She wasn't of any real use to them, and while they never outright said it, she knew she was a burden. Just one more dowry to pay. When she heard about the academy, she knew she had to go. Mom and dad weren't hard to persuade.
Paired with: Aegis
Emotional bond description: She regards Aegis as a kind of anchor. The good duke and duchess had, of course, intended for them to become friends, and it certainly didn't take long for that to happen. She liked him, anyway. It was like having her own personal servant, though she's come to regard him more highly over the years. When she misbehaved, he was the one blamed and beaten. Of course, flogging a child's friend in front of her works wonders when it comes to making her behave. She feels a curious-but-strong mixture of guilt, companionship, gratitude and resentment towards him.
Preferred element: Affinity for air and storm magic.
Casting style: Fast support.
Familiar(Mage only): One (1) bat.
Familiar species and description/pic:
Other(optional): My ability to write pooped out like halfway through and I forced my way through the rest of it, so! That kind of happened. Tentative sheet. May be up for changes and additions later.
