Josselyn Allure

Just a servant girl in a pretty dress?

HISTORY
Josselyns mother said being born into Nobility was a priviledge, one that she should forever be grateful to her ancestors for. She never appreciated it, it wasn't something she chose, neither was being a Rebel.

At a young age, she wasn't allowed to play with certain kids, just because they weren't of Noble blood. She hated it and she resented her parents for it. She wanted to be common. As she grew older, however and the more independence she gained, she was able to make more of her own decisions. She began to appreciate her destiny more, she was a lady and she would one day be married to a Nobleman.

She spent her days in the woods away from the Rebels, alone, she preffered her own company to that of others. Arriving home one day, it wasn't late, early evening, she found her parents asleep in their bed, or so she thought. They were dead, both had had their throats slit. Josselyn swore revenge from that day. It had been obvious to her that Rebels had killed her family, their own kind. There had been no word of Loyalists on thier land. It made her sick and even more determined to leave her life and start a new one where no one knew her. She forgot all about her Nobility, spent even more time alone, hoping that everyone she knew would simply forget about her. Mistake her for some young, common girl, whisle she plotted her revenge and tried to figure out a way across the the Loyalist side.

APPEARANCE and PERSONALITY
Josselyn stands at 5' 6". She may not be tall but her feisty personality makes up for it, although upon first meeting her, she seems like a shy, quiet servant girl. Once you get to know her, you will learn much more about her.

She has been known to dress in Noble wear occasionally, more so to gain what she desired, however she prefers to keep her Nobility a secret. Acting the poor, weak, peasant girl.

Her father was an expert swordsman and he taught her well, being his only child, he taught her like he would have done a son. She is never without her small dagger, she carries it in her stocking and is not afraid to use it if she even thinks her life may be in danger.