Name: Jasira Monaghan

Occupation: Lady of the House Monaghan

Actual Age/Apparent Age: 25

Gender: female

Sexuality: Straight

Race/Species: Human

Appearance: At first glance, it is easy to overlook Jasira, her average height, dark hair and olive-toned skin blending in with numerous others in a room. However, when her attention is captured, she often leaves others wondering why they hadn’t noticed her before. Her smooth skin and angular jaw is framed by a mass of soft dark hair, but what truly captures attention is her eyes. Seeming to change colors, they appear anywhere between green and blue, and often with the two seeming to mix together.

Jasira holds herself with the bearing of her rank easily, at home among crowds of nobles, though truthfully, her favorite place to be is lost in some book or scouring a series of maps. It is in the midst of knowledge to be learned that she truly comes alive, making one realize that perhaps she isn’t quite as home with the expectations of a woman as she might first appear.

Her hands are rougher than most noble women, or rather in a different way. Rather than worn by needlework and endless lessons at a pianoforte, Jasira’s hands show signs of papercuts, the light touch of calluses only those familiar with a sword might recognize, for life on the border is much different than that found in the noble castles further away from the constant raids. Much like her hands, she simply seems built differently. Less inclined to the common fashion of thin women, Jasira holds the build of an agile strength not commonly seen in the noble ballrooms and parties.

Personality: Jasira has a quick mind that put off most men, finding her too…much. Too quick with questions, with opinions, and if she had an understanding of the politics and strategies surrounding the border lands before, her marriage to Elias only strengthened her knowledge.

The one man who stood to her challenge, offering conversation that spanned into the night, he seemed the only one unafraid of an educated woman, winning her over with that, as well as his kindness and moral code that withstands even the fury of battle.

Jasira finds beauty in most things, never judging a person or culture based on biased judgements gossiped through the noble women, instead choosing to learn and form her own opinion. She is smart and skilled in both running a household and helping to defend it, should the need arise, having learned to use a sword from a young age.

Abilities/Skills:
Jasira is quick with knowledge, always willing to listen to varying opinions and thoughts while not shying away from sharing her own, often to the chagrin of her mother, and delight of her husband.

Having learned from a young age how to use a sword, Jasira is agile, and while perhaps not as skilled as a trained soldier, she can usually hold her own long enough for help to arrive.

Her ability to multitask helps her both manage the household needs, as well as her own continuous studies, and still leave time for her to spend with Elias as a lover, friend, and wife

History: Born Jasira Marsh, daughter to a high ranking Marcher Lord, Jasira’s upbringing was different than most noble women. She learned to defend her home as well as care for it, learned the tasks she would ask others to perform, not to do them herself, but to allay any problems that might arise. After all, if one does not know how a well-oiled machine works, how can they fix it when it breaks down?

Once her mother saw the way one Elias Monaghan watched her, asking her for a dance, then another, she got to work in securing an arranged marriage for her daughter. Her mother knew it had to be him when he seemed keen on rising to Jasira’s questions and conversation, rather than shying away from them as so many others had.

As the year the pair courted seemed to fly by, they only grew more and more inseparable, making many forget it had been arranged in the first place, rather than the love-match it had clearly become. He, more than willing to dote on her every request, and she challenging his mind and views, in a way that reminds him regularly to not grow so comfortable in an opinion that it cannot grow and change if necessary.

Other information: TBA