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Invitation Status
  1. Looking for partners
Posting Speed
  1. One post per week
  2. Slow As Molasses
Online Availability
It honestly depends. I have quite a busy schedule. I shall try my best to be around whenever and wherever I can though.
Writing Levels
  1. Intermediate
  2. Adept
  3. Advanced
  4. Adaptable
Preferred Character Gender
  1. Female
Genres
I would like to dabble on all genres but my favourites are definitely Historical, Medieval, fantasy and Magical.
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About Me
Welcome all ye who enter here! I go by Esme!
I am in my mid 20s, and I currently have a normal 9-5 desk job. I have been writing since I was 7 years old, and roleplaying on and off since I was 15 years old. I took a break for over a year, and now I am back, ready to write, a whole lot, hopefully. If you are interested, feel free to drop me a DM or reply to the thread.
As a Roleplayer
I am an advanced writer.
I try to always
write a minimum of 5 paragraphs.
Click here for an example of my writing skills.
I only write in third person point of view, and I use past tense.
I write slow. I can only dish out one post every two weeks, if I feel lucky.
I am flexible and love collaborative roleplay.


To note
I would first like to say that roleplaying with me is super ghost friendly. I will not be offended if you suddenly decide to disappear. I will nudge you once or twice before I move on. And I do hope that you can give me some grace. Of course, I will try my best to tell you if I need to leave for more than a week. Other than that, this part pretty much contains my expectations. And if you do have your own expectations, feel free to communicate with me. I am open to it.
Expectations
I'd like my partner to be someone who is proactive in discussing and moving along plots. I am always open and welcome suggestions that will make our roleplay flourish.
While I am not that anal about the POV and the tenses you use in your roleplay, I do hope that you can write a good amount of materials that I can reply to. Two paragraphs of writing that have materials I can work with for my replies is better than a multitude of paragraphs I have nothing to reply to. Occasional fillers are fine.
If there are sexual scenes, I prefer for them to fade to black unless the scene actually has an impact on the roleplay.
I hope you can post at least once a week. Bi-weekly is also fine. Do let me know.



Roleplay Cravings
Here are some of the roleplay genre I am craving for. While the characters I will list below are pairings, they do not have to be in a romantic relationship. I am fine if they are not. I usually play female characters, but if you wish for me to play a male character, I will happily oblige.
Current Interest:
• Historical Fiction/Fantasy:
> Set in a fantasy world or AU or You are confident with the history of the period.
Western:
Noble x Noble
Noble x King/Emperor
Commoner x Noble
Noble x Knight

• Eastern:
> Korean, Japanese
(K)Concubine x King [Plot TBA - I would like to incorporate tragedy into this.]
(K/J)Geisha / Gisaeng / Yueji x Swordsman/Noble

• Modern: AU/Current
College Students (Junior x Senior)
Club mates
Old lovers.
Detective partner.
Supernatural beings in college.
Solo Leveling - ish sort of roleplay.

Elements I'd love to incorporate:
Drama, Tragedy, Romance, Enemies to Friends, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, broken friendship.



Importantly Miscellaneous
I do not have a gender preference for my roleplay partner, and that includes the gender of the character you want to play.

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Morgan Owain
DOB: August 22
Perceived Age: 26

physical appearance: Morgan possesses hooded, almond shaped eyes, with startling crystalline coloured irises. Thick, wavy golden locks frame their angular face, falling short of their shoulders. Port-wine stain decorated part of their left forehead, covering the eyelid and along the cheekbone, stopping right before their lobe. Standing at around 6'0 tall, they love to adorn themselves in overalls and hoodies, whipping out the occasional suits should a situation calls for it. Apart from their birthmark and a variety of faded scars one can find spread across their form, Morgan was quite plain, and prefers not to embellish themselves. Not a single piercing could be found on them, nor tattoos.

personality traits: Morgan can be quite possessive towards those he considers close to him. He fawns over them, goes above and beyond to make them happy, and does not mind spending his money on them. To put it simply, he can be quite the people pleaser. He is quite obsessed with being someone who is useful to the ones he loves.
To strangers, however, Morgan is seen as someone unapproachable. His silence as he goes on his daily life feels heavy, making others skirt around him. Yet, the air dissipates when he smiles, allowing others to breathe easy.
Ever since he found a place in Pirn, Morgan is more sociable, albeit he prefers to keep his circle small. He is friendly on the surface with most, but will not make the effort to deepen the superficial relationships. Most of his interactions never go further than pleasantries.
On days when he severely lacks sleep, he becomes highly irritable, and shuts everyone out. On days such as this, he prefers to work in the butcher shop until late night, feeding his hunger as much as he can, before passing out somewhere in the backroom.

drives: Most of Morgan's current actions are means to avoid recreating the horrors he experienced in his childhood. Thus, he actively works to ensure that he keeps his need sated.

fears: Having lost the memories of his life in Elsewhere, and the random bouts of bloody aftermath he used to "wake up" to, Morgan avoids anything that could take away his mental clarity. Far too afraid of the disastrous results that tend to happen during a brain fog, he takes a lot of precautions to always be mentally awake. It ends up with him becoming an insomniac, and having to deal with splitting headaches, and more often than not, blackouts, but he would rather not wake up to the sight his adoptive parents lying in a pool of their own blood.

hobbies: When Morgan is not working, nor is he spending time with Sofia and Prenn, he could often be found hunting in the woods. He considers it a necessary hobby, for it quenches his thirst, while also providing him his meat supply for the next few days.
He also plays cards and board games during his down time with the witches, and their family friends, as they relax around the hearth, updating one another on their day.

Character Lore:

Occupation:

Morgan works at a butcher shop, located at the heart of Pirn. He is left in charge of skinning, and cutting up the animals into small parts.

Occasionally, he accepts assassination requests, and is known in the underworld as "[TBA]"

Passive Abilities:
Shapeshifting - An innate ability, it takes little to no effort for them to shift to another. Though process is uncomfortable, the sensation of hundreds of needles pricking at their skin as they change, it does not require them to exert themselves in using this ability. It is a rather fluid process, and would require them two paragraphs to fully change.

However the drawback of adopting the personality, and worse, bad habits of the person they shape shift into can be an overwhelming experience, and therefore, they would prefer to only shape shift no more than once a month. Although the personalities and habits can fade and be suppressed after a week, they would randomly pop out, in situations one would least expect.

Speed and Agility- Despite their ability to rival the shifters when it comes to speed, their frail body does not allow them to keep up, should they continue to run at full speed. After four turns, their speed will drop drastically, and within two turns after, their legs will feel like lead. The sudden energy drop will cause nausea and dizziness, and thus, they tend to have chocolates and candies in hand for this reason. They continue to train daily, running on treadmills and around Pirn in the mornings, to increase their stamina, and the time they could run before the plunge.

Their natural agility allow them to avoid most minor disasters, although they do not possess spider sense, nor are they able to do any type of matrix dodging.

Static ability - Mist Manipulation and Control:
Their abilities are limited to visual effects.

Curtain: Obscure the sight of others within 50 meters. Valid for 5 posts, with the mist receding each post by 10 meter. Cannot be used again until the next day or so.
Blinds enemies and friends alike.
Illusion: The ability to create illusions out of mist - If we are using this with Curtain, it is only valid for one valid for 1 post.
If there is natural mist - can be used thrice, each time has a validity of one post, with one post in between.
All Illusions are at most silhouettes.
Due to their frail body, using their abilities until they are drained will leave them to have fever / and will be out of commission for the next 3 days.

Singular Desire:
Blood lust. They craved to spill blood, and revelled in painting themselves with it. An ecstasy. The drug that could keep them sane. Before they met Prenn and Sofia, they were prone to bouts of explosive violence in haze, often leaving others badly injured. The result of their attempts at suppressing the need caused them to always be irate, and reclusive. They were easily triggered by stimulations, and would often opt to be on their own.

Their situation drastically changed upon moving to Pirn with the witches. They became a butcher apprentice at 16, the job keeping their desire manageable. Once in a while, they would take assassination requests, for their abilities were well suited for the profession. They are always afraid that the desire might overcome them, the different human personalities they adopted throughout the years of shapeshifting also clashing with it, leading they to develop insomnia. They fear that they will kill the family they currently live with should they lose their consciousness.




Morgan Owain
DOB: August 22
Perceived Age: 26

physical appearance: Morgan possesses hooded, almond shaped eyes, with startling crystalline coloured irises. Thick, wavy golden locks frame their angular face, falling short of their shoulders. Port-wine stain decorated part of their left forehead, covering the eyelid and along the cheekbone, stopping right before their lobe. Standing at around 6'0 tall, they love to adorn themselves in overalls and hoodies, whipping out the occasional suits should a situation calls for it. Apart from their birthmark and a variety of faded scars one can find spread across their form, Morgan was quite plain, and prefers not to embellish themselves. Not a single piercing could be found on them, nor tattoos.

personality traits: Morgan can be quite possessive towards those he considers close to him. He fawns over them, goes above and beyond to make them happy, and does not mind spending his money on them. To put it simply, he can be quite the people pleaser. He is quite obsessed with being someone who is useful to the ones he loves.
To strangers, however, Morgan is seen as someone unapproachable. His silence as he goes on his daily life feels heavy, making others skirt around him. Yet, the air dissipates when he smiles, allowing others to breathe easy.
Ever since he found a place in Pirn, Morgan is more sociable, albeit he prefers to keep his circle small. He is friendly on the surface with most, but will not make the effort to deepen the superficial relationships. Most of his interactions never go further than pleasantries.
On days when he severely lacks sleep, he becomes highly irritable, and shuts everyone out. On days such as this, he prefers to work in the butcher shop until late night, feeding his hunger as much as he can, before passing out somewhere in the backroom.

drives: Most of Morgan's current actions are means to avoid recreating the horrors he experienced in his childhood. Thus, he actively works to ensure that he keeps his need sated.

fears: Having lost the memories of his life in Elsewhere, and the random bouts of bloody aftermath he used to "wake up" to, Morgan avoids anything that could take away his mental clarity. Far too afraid of the disastrous results that tend to happen during a brain fog, he takes a lot of precautions to always be mentally awake. It ends up with him becoming an insomniac, and having to deal with splitting headaches, and more often than not, blackouts, but he would rather not wake up to the sight his adoptive parents lying in a pool of their own blood.

hobbies: When Morgan is not working, nor is he spending time with Sofia and Prenn, he could often be found hunting in the woods. He considers it a necessary hobby, for it quenches his thirst, while also providing him his meat supply for the next few days.
He also plays cards and board games during his down time with the witches, and their family friends, as they relax around the hearth, updating one another on their day.

Character Lore:

Occupation:

Morgan works at a butcher shop, located at the heart of Pirn. He is left in charge of skinning, and cutting up the animals into small parts.

Occasionally, he accepts assassination requests, and is known in the underworld as "[TBA]"

Passive Abilities:
Shapeshifting - An innate ability, it takes little to no effort for them to shift to another. Though process is uncomfortable, the sensation of hundreds of needles pricking at their skin as they change, it does not require them to exert themselves in using this ability. It is a rather fluid process, and would require them two paragraphs to fully change.

However the drawback of adopting the personality, and worse, bad habits of the person they shape shift into can be an overwhelming experience, and therefore, they would prefer to only shape shift no more than once a month. Although the personalities and habits can fade and be suppressed after a week, they would randomly pop out, in situations one would least expect.

Speed and Agility- Despite their ability to rival the shifters when it comes to speed, their frail body does not allow them to keep up, should they continue to run at full speed. After four turns, their speed will drop drastically, and within two turns after, their legs will feel like lead. The sudden energy drop will cause nausea and dizziness, and thus, they tend to have chocolates and candies in hand for this reason. They continue to train daily, running on treadmills and around Pirn in the mornings, to increase their stamina, and the time they could run before the plunge.

Their natural agility allow them to avoid most minor disasters, although they do not possess spider sense, nor are they able to do any type of matrix dodging.

Static ability - Mist Manipulation and Control:
Their abilities are limited to visual effects.

Curtain: Obscure the sight of others within 50 meters. Valid for 5 posts, with the mist receding each post by 10 meter. Cannot be used again until the next day or so.
Blinds enemies and friends alike.
Illusion: The ability to create illusions out of mist - If we are using this with Curtain, it is only valid for one valid for 1 post.
If there is natural mist - can be used thrice, each time has a validity of one post, with one post in between.
All Illusions are at most silhouettes.
Due to their frail body, using their abilities until they are drained will leave them to have fever / and will be out of commission for the next 3 days.

Singular Desire:
Blood lust. They craved to spill blood, and revelled in painting themselves with it. An ecstasy. The drug that could keep them sane. Before they met Prenn and Sofia, they were prone to bouts of explosive violence in haze, often leaving others badly injured. The result of their attempts at suppressing the need caused them to always be irate, and reclusive. They were easily triggered by stimulations, and would often opt to be on their own.

Their situation drastically changed upon moving to Pirn with the witches. They became a butcher apprentice at 16, the job keeping their desire manageable. Once in a while, they would take assassination requests, for their abilities were well suited for the profession. They are always afraid that the desire might overcome them, the different human personalities they adopted throughout the years of shapeshifting also clashing with it, leading they to develop insomnia. They fear that they will kill the family they currently live with should they lose their consciousness.
 
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physical appearance: Morgan possesses hooded, almond shaped eyes, with startling crystalline coloured irises. Thick, wavy golden locks frame their angular face, falling short of their shoulders. Port-wine stain decorated part of their left forehead, covering the eyelid and along the cheekbone, stopping right before their lobe. Standing at around 6'0 tall, they love to adorn themselves in overalls and hoodies, whipping out the occasional suits should a situation calls for it. Apart from their birthmark and a variety of faded scars one can find spread across their form, Morgan was quite plain, and prefers not to embellish themselves. Not a single piercing could be found on them, nor tattoos.

personality traits: Morgan can be quite possessive towards those he considers close to him. He fawns over them, goes above and beyond to make them happy, and does not mind spending his money on them. To put it simply, he can be quite the people pleaser. He is quite obsessed with being someone who is useful to the ones he loves.
To strangers, however, Morgan is seen as someone unapproachable. His silence as he goes on his daily life feels heavy, making others skirt around him. Yet, the air dissipates when he smiles, allowing others to breathe easy.
Ever since he found a place in Pirn, Morgan is more sociable, albeit he prefers to keep his circle small. He is friendly on the surface with most, but will not make the effort to deepen the superficial relationships. Most of his interactions never go further than pleasantries.
On days when he severely lacks sleep, he becomes highly irritable, and shuts everyone out. On days such as this, he prefers to work in the butcher shop until late night, feeding his hunger as much as he can, before passing out somewhere in the backroom.

drives: Most of Morgan's current actions are means to avoid recreating the horrors he experienced in his childhood. Thus, he actively works to ensure that he keeps his need sated.

fears: Having lost the memories of his life in Elsewhere, and the random bouts of bloody aftermath he used to "wake up" to, Morgan avoids anything that could take away his mental clarity. Far too afraid of the disastrous results that tend to happen during a brain fog, he takes a lot of precautions to always be mentally awake. It ends up with him becoming an insomniac, and having to deal with splitting headaches, and more often than not, blackouts, but he would rather not wake up to the sight his adoptive parents lying in a pool of their own blood.

hobbies: When Morgan is not working, nor is he spending time with Sofia and Prenn, he could often be found hunting in the woods. He considers it a necessary hobby, for it quenches his thirst, while also providing him his meat supply for the next few days.
He also plays cards and board games during his down time with the witches, and their family friends, as they relax around the hearth, updating one another on their day.

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Wing Spiker

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Caroline Annesley
20 || Female || Marchioness / Lady


A P P E A R A N C E

Although Caroline was quite tall for an asian, standing at around five feet and two inches, she was not considered so amongst her western peers. Her skin, which would have been dubbed as fair should she still live in Malacca, was considered tan, the warm undertone making her look a little more yellow than what they are used to. Her waist length hair, which mimicked the colour of Raven, was always neatly tied in a bun, making her look exasperatingly stuffy, a reflection of her character. Her large onyx coloured irises was prominent, framed by an upturned, shaped eyes, which added to her youthful look.


P E R S O N A L I T Y

Caroline was in all honesty, not as stuffy as she looked. Acting with utmost decorum was simply ingrained, or rather, beaten into her by her old governess and step mother. Not that she held any grudge. After all, the lessons she learnt turned out to be her saving grace. Her amiable marriage with her late husband was only possible because propriety never allowed her to overstep her boundaries. It was but just another tool for survival.

Yet, she possessed a childlike innocence that would randomly show. The overimaginative mind, irrational thoughts, and sporadic outbursts of emotions pointed to nothing but the fact that she was still young.


H I S T O R Y

Caroline had yet to enter society officially. When her father hauled her from Malacca, she was confined in their estate, forced to sit through hours of etiquette lessons and honing the craft of feminine hobbies, all for the sake of selling her off to the highest bidder.Her hands and calves would throb terribly when the day ended, as she crawled into a bed at the servants' quarters, bags under her eyes.

Few years later, she was married off to Marquess Annesley, in exchange for three sacks of gold, and a small plot of farming land. Mayhaps the Marquess took pity on her when they met, and whisked her away from the Baron, for their marriage was surprisingly amicable, but it was a mystery she had no answer to.

During the time they were together, they lived harmoniously. While he was the decision maker between them both, he never forced her to do anything she she found uncomfortable. He was the anchor that helped her stand on her own two feet. And while there may not have been love between them, She was eternally grateful to him.

The day their firstborn and heir turned three months old, she received a letter, two months after he departed for war, which brought news of his passing. News reached her power hungry in-laws and her money grabbing father, all whom wished to rob then of the fortune Arthur Annesley left behind, making her determined to leave for the capital during the social season to look for someone that could help fend off the pests, until her son was old enough to inherit the title.
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Sebastian Leon
24 || Male || The honourable sir Leon


A P P E A R A N C E

Sebastian was neither tall nor short. He was taller than some, as tall as others, yet there are also those that tower over him. With a slender build and feminine features, he could be easily mistaken for a woman. Though that did not bother him. They compliment his fashion style. He would usually only don a shirt, tapered pants and suspenders that accentuate his curves, and pair them with earrings and shoes meant for the female counterpart.


P E R S O N A L I T Y

Sebastian was a free spirit. Unlike his older brother who was forced to live up to the expectations of the family, Sebastian chose to walk upon a different path. He was not a bad child by any means. He had never outwardly created any trouble. In fact, one could say that he was more meek than his older brother.

It was only that he refused to conform to the expectations of society. He was not intentionally flamboyant, but he was not afraid to speak his mind. He possessed no wit, and was known for his dry humour, but he was quite straightforward with his words, and never bothered to mince them out. Especially when it came to the things he was passionate about.


H I S T O R Y

Second, and last born of Camilla and Jonathan Leon, Sebastian was pampered. His older brother may be their golden child, but he was their miracle child. After suffering 3 miscarriages and 1 stillborn, Camilla managed to safely give birth to him. Wiith no responsibilities and obligations, he was free to explore the world as he wanted. He often let his curiosity get the best of him, which landed him in some sticky situation, though his ever dashing brother was always there to save him.

They showered him with unconditional love, and even when he told his family regarding his sexual preference and his desire to study sculpting in university, they accepted him as he was, despite his father’s obvious struggle. They tried hard to understand him, afraid of losing him after a kidnapping accident when he was around 5 years old.

Leon was an artist at heart, and devoted himself to his sculptures. He never thought he would settle down and find love. Despite same sex marriages being legal and recognised, it was still a struggle to find those with the same orientation as him. While it did bother him, and he grew envious of his friends who were able to settle down and find love, he had somewhat accepted his fate, and was quite content with the affection he had received from his family. It was only that he knew his brother was reluctant to take on a wife because of him, which made him come to the decision that he would learn to live more independently.
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Julian Hawthorne
26 || Male || Lord


A P P E A R A N C E

Julian Hawthorne prided himself into thinking that he was the beauty standard of the era. With blonde hair and blue eyes, paired with the devilish smile, and an irresistible prominent jawline, he had not failed to swoon anyone he had met. Men and women they alike, they all sought to bed him. He had a slender build, although he was a head taller than most of his peers, making it hard to miss him.

A freak incident however, left him a nasty scar which stretched across the right side of his face, and a blurred vision.


P E R S O N A L I T Y

The easygoing nature of Julian masked his disdain for those around him. Although he had no qualms about using his looks to his advantage and getting others to crawl into his bed, Julian was but just a lonely soul. Those that fawned over him were only there to warm his body, or were tempted by the wealth he was meant to inherit. He did not have anyone he could call a friend. They were all there for him to pass him time and amuse himself. It was made more apparent when the incident took place and faces finally began to turn away from him, avoiding eye contact.

And despite his carefree front, Hawthorne was anything but. In an attempt to defy his father, and escape the pressure of being the heir, he downed himself in alcohol and debauchery, often getting himself featured in scandalous news with different, and sometimes multiple partners.

When the persona he created for himself crumbled, he had never felt more liberated. He was no longer burdened with the need to marry, nor did he have to worry about having constant eyes of women preying on him, wishing they were pregnant with his child.


H I S T O R Y

The Hawthornes were a well known name in the elite household. Despite being only a Baron, the hawthornes never lacked wealth. Cassius Hawthorne, an elder of the Hawthorne family, was a smart and decisive man. He invested in many companies, one of which contributed greatly to the wealth of his barony. The furniture produced by CH Woodwork was few yet raked in a lot of money, for the novelty of being the only one to own the unique creations greatly attracted the nobles. They were willing to pay, and he was happy to charge a hefty sum. His descendants enjoyed the fruit of his work, and the barony quietly accumulated wealth, and currently is under the hands of Edgar Hawthorne, whom expanded the business into a paper production company.

Edgar Hawthorne may not be as smart as his ancestor, but he had a good eye for business, and women. Lady Sylvia Hawthorne was a gentle lady with a firm disposition. She was not one to shy away from Edgar's gruff personality and coaxed indescribable feelings out of the depth of his heart, and their reunion birthed Julian.

Her health deteriorated drastically afterwards, and passed away when he was barely one years old, leaving the Baron to drown himself in his work, barely acknowledging the existence of his son. Their relationship was frosty at best, and Julian's actions when he grew older caused a bigger rift between them, but it never crossed Edgar's mind to disown him. Julian was a testament of his love with Sylvia, and while that woman could bring out a different side of him, all of that was lost with her death.

Julian could barely remember his mother, and grew up not knowing a father's love. All that man was, to Julian, was someone who pushed him beyond his limits, without a care for his interest and wellbeing. He was the sort of father who would make his own child kneel for hours under the rain, and lock him up in his room for a single mistake. He was a devil, and Julian needed to escape, and he used everything at his arsenal to defy his father, though it was in all honesty, a cry for attention.

The father and son could never communicate, and they were always cold towards each other, but when an assailant scarred him physically, the only person who was always by his side was his brooding father. For the first time, he saw concern on the man's face, and how haggard he looked. He realised then, that he never tried to understand Edgar, and while it may seem a little too late, but with nothing but time in his hand, he worked to repair his relationship with his father as he studied to take over the barony.
 

Eleanor Hawkins
30 || Female || Miss


A P P E A R A N C E

Though it had been said that her smile could light up the world, dirty blonde haired Eleanor possesses a default sombre face, which had caused a lot of misunderstandings in so many cases. Her eyes were the most expressive, the green seemingly glows when she is excited, and a natural pout graces her lips. She stands at 5'7", towering over her peers, standing out like a sore thumb. And though it was once her biggest insecurities, she turned into an asset whenever she had to confront old greasy men. She was as graceful as a duck, having lived amongst commoners almost all her entire life, never sitting in the etiquette lessons her mother tried to instil in her.


P E R S O N A L I T Y

Eleanor's tendency to ignore anything and everything that were of little interest to her had her dubbed as snobbish, and arrogant. She blatantly ignored all those that approached her should they not appeal to her, barely allowing them to engage before shutting down. Quite the introverted nature, she believed in spending her energy wisely, pursuing only those that gained her interest, and those she believed to be of benefit to her. And when her interest is gained, she would be quite persistent in her pursuits. And such is how she is with all things in life. Her words are few, though her actions are plenty. She lives at her own pace, and believes in her own moral values, as grey as they are. She was not loud, and her silence deafening, but her expressions tend to betray her thoughts.


H I S T O R Y

Eleanor spent most of her childhood away from home, unlike her older brothers. She preferred to tinker around at her father's shipyard, having been charmed from the first time she had ever set foot in it. The intricate details that went into building a ship intrigued her evermore, and her dream bloomed then on. The shipyard became her second home, playground and school. Her father taught her the ropes of running a business, his workers the basics of shipbuilding, and their apprentices became her friends as they ran around the shipyard and out into the streets of London whenever they had free time.

When she was old enough, she apprenticed as a draftsman. Her days of vigorous training began, and she only went home every two weeks, rendering her the ghost of the family. She hardly attended family gatherings or balls or any events, too busy working to prove herself to her father and the shipwrights that she was capable of the tasks they assigned to her.

She inherited the Shipyard at twenty, when the Hawkins had enough estate lands to earn a Baronetcy. Her father decided to cut ties with the business, for it would have stained their baronetage, and his heir followed suit. Her older brother, the spare, having no desire to take over the business, apprenticed at a Parish when he was eleven, and much like her, hardly showed himself since, leaving only her to inherit it.

The inheritance meant that her presence at home decreased all the more. She was forced to contend with those who questioned her succession due to her gender, or those who wished to acquire the business, or even those who terminated their contracts with her. The business suffered soon after, and they struggled to keep it afloat.She learnt ever quickly that her gender was once again, seen as an obstacle.

Stubborn and hardheaded, she refused to crumble. She started attending events, amassing contacts that could help her in her venture. Orphans and servants, prostitutes and brokers were hired to collect information, doing whatever she could to exploit the weaknesses of those that opposed her. She believed that she would stop at nothing to see her business flourish.
 
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