Post by curiositybroughtit on Jan 9, 2013 23:55:59 GMT -5
{Sansa Stark}
Gender: Female
Age: 12
Rank: Lost
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Canon Pull Point: When she enters her room during the Battle of the Black Water. (A Clash of Kings, Sansa 7)
Appearance: Sansa is the perfect model of a young lady. Her lady mother and septa taught her how to be one: to always walk with grace, never to show any unseemly emotion, and to always be courteous. The most arduous manual labor Sansa has done in her young life is pleasure riding, or perhaps dancing, which has left her body slight and delicate. Her hands have seen work, but the work of a noble's daughter: embroidery, needlework, and treasured moments spent with a harp.
She takes after her mother's family in coloration, with red hair, blue eyes and a pale complexion. Her thick hair falls to her waist; Sansa would prefer to keep it in the complex and elaborate styles of Court, but has since settled on a long braid to keep it from getting tangled. Sansa also loves wearing fine dresses and silk slippers, and thinks wearing breeches is indecent. She's tall for her age and an early bloomer, making her appear slighter older than she is. She is said to be beautiful.
Personality: She has a sweet disposition, rarely having a bad word to say about anyone, and truly believes that people are good people, until they show without a doubt that they are otherwise. She tends to ignore things that she doesn't want to believe, or twists them into something else entirely. She is gullible, trusting others far too readily, especially if they offer her kindness.
Sansa was a lady at three, well mannered, courteous, and eager to please. Very close to her lady mother, Sansa did her best to emulate her, often copying her views on others: from her disdain to her bastard brother Jon to her exasperation with her little sister, Arya. She learned everything a proper lady should know, from dancing to needlework to music to poetry to every courtly courtesy.
Social graces are her forte. While not shy, she is reserved, quiet, and often keeps her opinions to herself, because that is what a proper lady should do. In the court of King Joffrey, Sansa has learned to wear her courtesy like armor. She buries her emotions and hides behind parroted words because its better to be thought of as a stupid, little girl than noticed.
Sansa is brave, but it is the quiet, gentle version of bravery that endures rather than fights. It is this strength that helped her save the life of Ser Dontos and comfort the women of the Red Keep during the Battle of the Blackwater.
As a child, she fed on songs and tales of noble knights, beautiful ladies, romance and tales of the court of the king. She truly believed in fairy tale endings, and even today, she still wants one.
Her favorite food is lemon cakes.
History:
Gender: Female
Age: 12
Rank: Lost
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Canon Pull Point: When she enters her room during the Battle of the Black Water. (A Clash of Kings, Sansa 7)
Appearance: Sansa is the perfect model of a young lady. Her lady mother and septa taught her how to be one: to always walk with grace, never to show any unseemly emotion, and to always be courteous. The most arduous manual labor Sansa has done in her young life is pleasure riding, or perhaps dancing, which has left her body slight and delicate. Her hands have seen work, but the work of a noble's daughter: embroidery, needlework, and treasured moments spent with a harp.
She takes after her mother's family in coloration, with red hair, blue eyes and a pale complexion. Her thick hair falls to her waist; Sansa would prefer to keep it in the complex and elaborate styles of Court, but has since settled on a long braid to keep it from getting tangled. Sansa also loves wearing fine dresses and silk slippers, and thinks wearing breeches is indecent. She's tall for her age and an early bloomer, making her appear slighter older than she is. She is said to be beautiful.
Personality: She has a sweet disposition, rarely having a bad word to say about anyone, and truly believes that people are good people, until they show without a doubt that they are otherwise. She tends to ignore things that she doesn't want to believe, or twists them into something else entirely. She is gullible, trusting others far too readily, especially if they offer her kindness.
Sansa was a lady at three, well mannered, courteous, and eager to please. Very close to her lady mother, Sansa did her best to emulate her, often copying her views on others: from her disdain to her bastard brother Jon to her exasperation with her little sister, Arya. She learned everything a proper lady should know, from dancing to needlework to music to poetry to every courtly courtesy.
Social graces are her forte. While not shy, she is reserved, quiet, and often keeps her opinions to herself, because that is what a proper lady should do. In the court of King Joffrey, Sansa has learned to wear her courtesy like armor. She buries her emotions and hides behind parroted words because its better to be thought of as a stupid, little girl than noticed.
Sansa is brave, but it is the quiet, gentle version of bravery that endures rather than fights. It is this strength that helped her save the life of Ser Dontos and comfort the women of the Red Keep during the Battle of the Blackwater.
As a child, she fed on songs and tales of noble knights, beautiful ladies, romance and tales of the court of the king. She truly believed in fairy tale endings, and even today, she still wants one.
Her favorite food is lemon cakes.
History: