<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XTnOX1X.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Serana Vi Marian (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1825891)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:12<br/><strong>AC</strong>:17<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Try to hurry it along Amy, we're running short"<br/><br/>"I know I know, I just need to trim it up a little or it'll look frumpy"<br/><br/>"Well it won't matter how it looks if we miss the ceremony. Oh! Adam, make sure to help Jack and Flynn get dressed. Huh? Your shawl? Come here I can fix it for you" Serana instructed, cutting through the flurry of clanking dishes and stamping feet as everyone rushed to get ready for the ceremony.<br/><br/>"So what do you think?" Amy, the second eldest sister of the family asked, holding up a mirror in front of Serana's face, the young woman pausing for a moment to gaze upon her reflection before looking to her little sister with a warm smile.<br/><br/>"It looks beautiful, it's about time this town got a good barber" she cooed..."Ack! Morgan! How did you get your boots on backwards!?" she exclaimed, rushing to put out another proverbial fire.<br/><br/>A few stressful minutes later and the family were shuffling out of their home and making their way to the square, all of them dressed in their black garb. Save for Serana, who was geared up for perilous adventure, her armor patched, her sword polished, and her pack heavy with supplies. Though as she fell in with the other villagers, their eyes would be drawn not to her dashing armor, but to her hair. Her long sapphire locks had been sheared away, in favor of a more "practical" cut. It gave a bit of extra boyish charm to someone who had already been considered a handsome woman.<br/><br/>Seeing the...uh...less than graceful introductions so far, Serana figured now was as good a time as any to step forward, clearing her throat and breaking away from her siblings, "I, Serana of Kassen, am a seeker of the flame." she declared firmly, drawing her father's sword, "As the first born of Marcus vi Marian and holder of his sword, I hold myself worthy both by the blood of my father and the sweat of my tribulations. And I shall succeed...." she trailed off, looking back at her siblings, her entire world all gathered in one little huddle, "...I shall succeed because failure is not an option, because as head of the Marian family it falls to me to protect not just my siblings, but the town they shall grow up and prosper in. I shall succeed because I have already proven myself a woman long before this, and this trial is a mere formality against the burdens I have already undertaken" she continued, holding her head up confidently as she spoke, ending with a small, nodding bow before stepping back to let the next person announce themselves.