Luisa Celaenor

LUISA                      MURIEL                      CELAENOR



Name: Luisa (lu-iesa) | Glorious warrior.
Muriel (mu-rie-el) | 'Angel of June'.
Celaenor (ke-lai-nor) | 'The dark one'.

Age: 29 years old.
Birthday: June 14th.
Gender: Female.

Family: Mother | Juliana Celaenor.
Father | Destrian Celaenor.
Sister | Maëlys Celaenor.

Hometown: Somewhere in Valyria.
Magic: Psychic Linking | Telepathy.

Personality: What once used to be a happy and careless girl, has now turned into an almost cold and unpredictable woman. Shaped by the cruelty of her parents, she'll rather stay quiet about her past. A trait that can make her seem quite mysterious. It's written all over her aura how many obstacles in her life has made her into the woman she is today. Her oceanblue hues aren't so innocent as they seem to be, but pink lips will barely speak about what secrets lie beneath.

History: At the breaking dawn after a painful and long lasting night, Juliana Celaenor gave birth to her firstborn; Luisa Celaenor. Between the many walls their home contained, Luisa's first cries filled the building as soon the sun had shone its first rays upon the little angel and Destrian was summoned. Sounds of revelry issued into the night as they were graced with a perfect healthy baby that would grow strong and would receive everything desired.

Two years later, their family extended as their second daughter was born, Maëlys Celaenor. Another girl that could be married off, the Celaenors had it all figured out. Their wealth would be shared with another wealthy family, one that carried high class to their name just as much as they did. Wealth was what their parents cared more about than anything else, after all. It's why Destrian continued the work of their ancestors, which was selling rare animals for an unbelieve amount of gold.

Luisa lived her life from a hyperactive child that laughed and danced and chased down her little sister down the endless hallways of their home to a teenager that felt more and more trapped in the building as time flew by. A smile on the blonde's face became a rarity, only for a handful of people to see. It was obvious her little sister received more love than she did, and it quietly destroyed the older sister mentally.

At the age of sixteen it became clear she was gonna be married off to another young man from another family - and that was the last thing Luisa wanted. She couldn't explain why she felt like that, but her intuition told her to stay as far away from her parents as much as she could. It got her to wander off to rooms where people who fit to the title of 'high class' did not enter. Over time it got her to get to know one of the servant girls really well, despite the unwritten rule of how she wasn't allowed to talk to servants, Luisa's care for the rule wasn't there. The girl brought her joy a man simply couldn't give. Unfortunately, their bond resulted in more than talking and the night they shared their first kiss; another servant told on them and Luisa's life turned into a living Hell.

The girl got banished from the property and was never to be seen again. Luisa became the disgrace of the family and got punished every single day. If not physically, it was mentally, for she was never allowed to roam around their grounds ever again. Her marriage plans had been canceled and her life plans had been shifted to spending eternity locked in her room. And the handful of people she had ever felt joy for had changed to one. Her sister Maëlys was the only one who knew what she was going through. Literally. Their telepathy linked them deeper than just by blood. Luisa got to know about the world outside and Maëlys got to know about the heartbreak her older sister felt every single day. Not only had Luisa lost what she thought had been the love of her life, but also the freedom to enjoy the world outside her windowsill.

Days, months, years went by where Luisa lived in isolation. Her sister had been engaged to another man successfully, and she still was the disgrace of the family. Her punishment had become lighter, she was allowed to roam the building and she sometimes spent time in their inside garden, but that was about it. She was happy for Maëlys, of course. What else was there to be happy about than her sister's joy and happiness after all? That was, until at the age of twenty-five their parents did not return from their travels to a festive dinner they had been invited to and it became clear when days later a servant halted on their property and informed them of their father and mother's death. They had been in a horrible accident by midnight, attacked by an animal that had made its attack fatal.

However sad tears were involved, no greater joy had ever played around in Luisa's heart in all those years she had lived in isolation. She became the heiress over their wealth and more importantly; she got to feel the warm sand crawl between her toes again. The death of their parents meant freedom to the older sister. But the many years of both physically and mentally punishment has left its heavy scars on the woman and in the four years she's been able to experience freedom again, she's barely feeling truly alive.