<div class="floatright">(https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t1.0-9/fr/cp0/e15/q65/39979434_5368387063223372_6020077190027149312_o.jpg?_nc_cat=0&amp;efg=eyJpIjoidCJ9&amp;oh=4decee9e880867bbd775711fb7eac5f8&amp;oe=5BFE78F7)</div><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Personal Information</span><br/></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Arch-Matriarch Millicent Stokes<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Half-Elf<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Orientation/Sexuality:</strong>Lesbian<br/><strong>Age:</strong>24<br/><strong>General Description:</strong>With the porcelain perfection shaped by centuries of selective breeding and the highest favors of the Father of Dawn, Millicent is a looker. Mischievous and wild at heart, questionable passions burn behind her eyes. A ruby smirk is perpetually in place, as if with her particularly cavalier charm she dares the world to throw some new amusement or misadventure at her.<br/><br/>Her armor has the signs of once being well used but now is only well maintained, the dents and scuffs of centuries of battles now largely buffed and polished out to suit her vanity. Beneath her impeccable uniform, Milly keeps herself well tended, her form toned from years of holy training and lifting heavy maidens in taverns.<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Role Play Centered Information</span></span><br/><br/><strong>Class:</strong>Paladin Who Has Taken the Oath of Vengeance<br/><strong>Level:</strong>3<br/><strong>Alignment:</strong>Lawful Nuetral<br/><strong>Character Sheet:</strong>https://ddb.ac/characters/5886404/K3vnqT<br/><strong>Additional Information:</strong>What do you want us to know?<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u">History</span></span><br/><strong>Family:</strong>A holy Dynasty within the Church of Dawnfather, the Stokes family is an aristocratic gathering of half-sisters, crafted via a selective breeding program and united via an unwavering faith. Many within the Church and the bloodline have great hopes for Milly, despite her shallowness, proclivity for failure and tendency to pull a cork.<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Whitestone<br/><strong>A little about personality:</strong>Despite being lovely, powerful and well spoken, Millicent is not particularly bright. She masks this with fast words and manipulation. It has always been her expectation that though she has the pedigree for greatness, Veluna Stokes or Lyka Stokes or Dessinia Stokes or one of her eight other older sisters within the Order would serve to further the bloodline and family holdings.<br/><br/>With that understanding, Milly has always simply strove for a hedonist life style, paying only lip service to Dawnfather. A charming but hollow knight of the Dawn for all of her life, it seems that perhaps the Light May have finally found her and the Dawnfather brooks no resistance from his chosen... no matter how slothful and deviant.<br/><strong>General Life Story:</strong>Blessed by the virtues and gifts of the Father of the Dawn, the Stokes line has long served as warriors and mentors. They have not forgotten the original meaning of their name nor their profession in times ancient and unspoken, they were Gardeners. Even now the motto upon their blades and crests stands as it did centuries before. “Nurture the Virtuous. Cull the Wicked.”<br/><br/>A small army unto themselves, the Stokes Matriarchs are half-sisters all, their mothers line blessed and the male seed of their conception carefully chosen to suit a breeding program. That said, even given every advantage, some flowers can not bloom in the shadow of so many others.<br/><br/>Choked from the light of the Father, some grow stunted and... deviant. Any priestess within the Order of Light would see through this allegory and know that we are speaking of the Arch-Matriarch Millicent Stokes...<br/><br/>A radiant child, as lovely as she was a cunning manipulator, she held sway over the young acolytes through a combination of playground diplomacy and physical superiority. An artist with the blade and tongue, her slothfulness in regards to her studies left its mark. To quote one of her mentors, “We have failed the Dawnfather greatly in not better tempering Millicent... We have raised her to be charming without sincerity. Vicious before virtuous. Clever before wise. On good days, it is my hope that the saying is true, that “The Father of the Dawn does not make magnificent things without purpose”. During darker mornings, I worry that we have given her dangerous gifts but not imparted the piety to use them well.”<br/><br/>Upon her twenty-second year, her mother claimed to have had a divine vision whilst she slept. The Dawnfather shined his light upon Millicent, and did bid her to bequeath her sword and armor to the youngest of the Half-Sisters. Her siblings were dubious to say the least, even levying grumbled claims that she somehow must have used elven trickery to befuddle their Mother. But there were those amongst the Order that saw this as an omen.<br/><br/>Finally she would lift her blade against the darkness and seek out a purpose worthy of her talents! Then she spent the next two years drinking and carousing, selling “pardons” on behalf of the Order to fund her misadventures...<br/><br/>Exasperated, the Order at last came to her with a choice. To be stripped of title, position and arms or seek a worthy quest and live up to her family name. She has meditated upon the will of the Dawnfather and seeks direction... usually at the bottom of a tankard.<br/>