Amelyeen Seaworth red of hair blue of eyes was the bastard child of Lord Eddric Talons. She was of the age of 2 and twenty, with the tan skin of her low born whore of a mother. She was blending in well with the small folk of one of the lords still holding to the king. Her job was to gather information and if anyone seemed to be trustable bring them to the leader of the rebellion.<br/><br/>She pulled the blue hood of her cloak over her fiery locks. Picking up the hem of her blue green dress. She would normally be in pants but she needed not draw attention to herself more so than she would already, having the scar on the rite side of her face where she had been cut down some how she had lived coming to in fright for her life. she had been in the presence of her now leader. Then he had terrified her, after she recover she fell in the ranks knowing this was where she needed to be the king had to die.<br/><br/>Now it was four years later she was so near her old lands that she thought people may know her. She went into the tavern not a very lady like place to be but she was posing a traveler what better way to learn a hold fast than from a tavern where all sorts come to drink.