_~`` Nora``~_ ( means light or honor ) Age\\ 2.7// Gender\\ female// Role\\ ( Can you consider her for the role of Royal Scribe once you open the role?) For now she is a common librarian// ~Personality~ Very fact-based, Often the voice of reason, logical, organized, very strategic, everyone thinks she's a sage, very loyal librarian but secretly she despises the Queen's ways, short-tempered, patient, she rambles a lot about books resulting in a lack of friends, bookworm ( obviously ), spends to much time inside and doesn't socialize, always seeks perfection and though she is very reasonable sometimes her goals are to 'out there', Pessimist . Backstory: Both of her parents were Knights, so they were never really around that much. She lived in a very small house with nothing much to entrain with besides a shelf of books. Nora and her brother both took to books to defeat their boredom, both of them become in love with books, so they would often sneak off to the library. They spent more time in the Library than anywhere else. The Librarian became quite fond of them and became more of a mother to them than their real mother. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Extra bio! ( what? I'm desperate ) ✦ she's a morning bird and night owl, resulting in her being sleep deprived most of the time. She solves this by taking elongated naps when her necessity is lacked ✦ She carries her glasses and a crystal neckless ( gifted to her by the old Librarian ) around with her always but never really wears either of them ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rp example! ( Yes, i am extremely desperate ) Nora peered through the stained glass memorial of the Red Queen that separated her from the rest of the village. Her eyes where like a dry sponge, absorbing each and every detail she set eyes on. She liked days like these, with a flimsy, crimson ribbon, marking the page she had yet to finish. Days where mares-tail clouds colored the sky, but left enough room for the radiant baby-blue sky to beam down on her. Suddenly a knock from the grand oak doors sent spiraling echoes to fill the library. Caught of guard, Nora placed her book on a adjacent coffee table and went to answer the door.
