[Lucille Baratheon]

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"AND IN THAT SLEEP OF DEATH, WHAT DREAMS MAY COME"

hi! my name is Mercyscar and i'm NINETEEN years old. i have been roleplaying for A long time. i was awesome and read the rules, so i know that the secret phrase is REMOVED BY ADMIN. this application is currently COMPLETE.

the character;

--age; Ten
--birthday; April 30
--gender; Female
--class; Upper
--playby; Georgie Henley

the relations;

--mother; Anita Baratheon[deceased]
--father; Gregor Baratheon[Deceased]
--sisters; None
--brothers; Salem and Bryce Baratheon
--extended family; N/A
--pets; Jotti[Dog]

the appearance;

--eye color; Blue
--hair color; Brown
--build; Slim
--overall appearance;

Lucy is a very pretty young girl with amazing physical potential. She is the spitting image of her mother, though she herself does not know this. She has seen portraits of her mother and prayed to herself that she one day might be even just half as beautiful as the woman that she never had the chance to know. Her eyes are as blue as the bluest ocean and her hair is a nice shade of reddish brown. During the colder months, her hair grows darker and more brown, but in the summer time, when she spends a lot of time in the sun, you can see the red in it more clearly.

Her skin is fair and smooth and her body nice and thin. She is stronger than most high class girls her age thanks to the active life that she stubbornly insists on living.

the personality;

--likes;
Horses
Animals
Little kids
Playing with swords
Archery
Reading
Music
Parties
Stories
The Beach
Swimming

--dislikes;
Being ignored
When her brother has fits(seizures)
Seeing people get hurt
Being bossed around by her brothers
Being yelled at
When her brothers get mad at her
Seeing animals wounded

--strengths;
Very caring and giving
Kind hearted
Adventurous
Thoughtful

--weaknesses;
She doesn't see herself as being pretty
Impatience
Stubbornness
Sometimes she bites off a little more than she can chew
She has nightmares about her father

--habits;
Talking a lot
Eavesdropping on her brothers
Sneaking around
Asking a lot of questions

--fears;
Being left alone forever
Losing her brothers
Galerian being assassinated like their father
Her brothers not loving her
Prophion's fits
Death
Her nightmares

--ambitions;
Being young still, Lucille doesn't quite understand the limitations that surround her, so her ambition in life is to grow up to be just like her brothers. She wants them to see that she is not the child that they think she is... when in reality, she needs to see that she still is a child.

--overall personality;

Lucille is a child who wants nothing more than to be an adult. She wants to be able to do the things that her brothers do and because of this, she is often a secretive child and more adventurous than you can even imagine. Considering she is still quite young, she still has a childish attitude, though it is mostly reserved for her brothers. At times, she acts a little older than she should.

One thing is for sure though, Lucy is quite the caring girl. She's the type to look out for those children that are younger than her and can't quite fend for themselves. If she were to ever see a wounded animal, it would most certainly wind up stowed away in Lucille's room while she nursed it back to health.

the history;

--kingdom; Everfell
--village; Telinad
--occupation; Princess
--alliance; She has no idea what's going on really
--history;

Lucille may be just a child, but she has seen more in her life than plenty adults. She never had the chance to know the woman who had given birth to her. Just as her mother had loved her from the moment she was conceived, Lucille has loved her mother her entire life. Though she was never blamed for the death of Anita Baratheon, she has always felt that it was her fault and that she had done something wrong. Because of this guilt, there are times that Lucy wishes she were never born... then, maybe her mother would still be alive.

Lucille was mostly raised by her nurses and maids seeing as her mother was not alive to care for her. She always held a special place in her heart for her father and he, the same for her. She would sit on his lap while he told her how much she reminded him of her mother. He would tell her stories about her until she would fall asleep in his arms. Being in a family full of men, Lucinda isn't always the most ladylike girl out there. She finds enjoyment in sneaking of and trying to teach herself how to fight with a sword... using sticks seeing as she can't even lift a real sword. She just wishes she could be strong, like Salem, and smart, like Bryce.

It was Bryce who encouraged her fascination for reading. Bryce was never the best with bedtime stories, but she didn't mind. She was in it for the story itself and she enjoyed listening to him talk about stories he had read over the years. She could spend hours and hours just asking him questions about stories and books. From ancient history to fairy tales, she loved hearing it all. Just as she would beg Bryce to talk to her and tell her stories, she would plead with Salem to take her places and on adventures.

It wasn't too long ago that Lucille's life was changed forever. Not many young children have to watch someone they love being murdered, but Lucille did. She wasn't even supposed to be there. It had been late and she had been told to leave the party and head for bed, which she had with her maid. There was no stopping her from sneaking back down though. She witnessed everything and she will never forget that night for the rest of her life.

Left at such a young age without parents, Lucille is now in the care of her brothers. Since the death of their father, she has been more withdrawn, even from her brothers. She spends a lot of time alone because she doesn't want to mourn in front of Salem and Bryce. So, everything has been bottled up...

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