Spectre Spring

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The spitting image of her mother Spectre carries herself with all the grace a bastard child shouldn't. She has one saying in life, any woman can best a man. If she's smart enough. And smart is certainly Spectre's forté. Spectre is tiny but she holds herself like a giant woman.

Spectre focusses on the here and now. She wants something she gets it, she has do do something? She does it, no excuses no trying to get around it. She does it because it needs to be done.

Celes carries a kind heart but a hurt one. Living in the shadow of a giant family lineage as a bastard daughter of a seventh in line she knows she is nothing. Not even in name. But she has the looks, has the wit and has the smarts of her house, no matter how far away. She carries the heart of an Vigneron.

Yes, born a bastard child from the seventh daughter of a giant family. She was nothing more than a commoner from birth, if only she didn't carry those deep green eyes and vibrant blonde hair her family was known for. Her mother was a drunk, an impulsive idiot but she loved her dearly.

From a young age on Spectre decided that she needed to see the world for herself, the commoner way, the traveller way. To see everything there was to see and to find a destiny of her own.

When her childhood friend also decided to go out into the wild world she came along. The road was more fun with a friend and they would need each other on the road ahead.

There are rumors that her father lives in the lands of Odiria and while she mostly follows Cassandra she is hoping to find the man who sired her along the way.