Lady Criseida Luana

Criseida Luana (née Baldwin)

Biographical information
Vel Anir 28 Vel Anir
Physical description
Human Female 5'8" 128 lbs Dark brown Dark brown Alabaster
Political information
Noblewoman Cressida, Cress, Seida
Out-of-character information
Penelope 3/31/2020 The Hollow Crown


Appearance

Criseida Luana is slender and tall, with deep, dark soulful brown eyes set under expressive dark brown eyebrows. Her skin is pale, a cross between alabaster and marble, with a smattering of faint freckles across her cheeks. From a distance, she looks somber or even cold. She keeps firm control of her emotions and her expressions, except perhaps for her occasionally unruly eyebrows and uncooperative eyes, which are quick to flash with anger or annoyance, harden with glacial judgment, or shine with tears.

A woman of composure and dignity, she dresses modestly, wears limited jewelry, and shuns the use of excessive cosmetics. Usually, she settles for a touch of color on her lips, a smudge of something across her eyelids, and a good pinch to her cheeks to give them that youthful flush. As a lady in a great house, she is very image-conscious, and takes great pains to look the part: bathing fastidiously, dressing well, and exhibiting good posture at all times.

She has long, wavy brown hair, which she typically wears in some form of braided updo, often accentuated with combs, brooches, or other accouterments - never gaudy, but obviously well-made and expensive. When undone, her hair reaches down her back, very nearly to her waist. Her figure is trim and slender, with a long, graceful neck that she occasionally adorns with jewelry.

Skills and Abilities

Some would say that Criseida was born for the game of power. Gifted with both beauty and intelligence, she knew from a young age that she was being groomed to marry into a position of power and influence. She was taught to read and write, to do sums and balance accounts, to play music and to sing and dance. She learned to be a perfect hostess and how to run a household and took advice from her mother on how to arrange things to unburden the lord of the manor: all the unobtrusive things a wife or daughter could do to make things go more smoothly, more pleasantly, to soften the blow of changes and blunt the impact of sorrows.

A politician at heart, Criseida learned how to make connections and how to break them with tact, how to massage the truth and manipulate people. She learned what gave people power and what took power away. She learned cards and etiquette and how to observe and absorb the details of her surroundings and the people in them. In short: she learned to learn and to do so as quietly and unobtrusively as possible.

Personality

Criseida was once described by a suitor as a geode: "There is beauty within her, and if you ever manage to get her open, you'll never see anything quite so stunning." Another, less successful suitor, once described her quite differently: "Stubborn as a show-horse and just as easily broken." But it was her mother, Sereina Baldwin, who captured her daughter perhaps most accurately: "She an actress and expects the world to be her stage." It was meant to be cutting, but Criseida took it to heart and

There are two Criseidas - at least. The first is the Criseida known to her family, the people who shaped her to be what she is and therefore know what she is capable of: deceit, manipulation, ruthless pragmatism and sometimes just plain ruthlessness. They are also assured of her loyalty, to a point. Since she has been married, her loyalties must be balanced between the family that raised her, the Baldwins, and the family that she married into, the family that could raise her still higher, the Luanas. Though the former is a cadet house of the latter, this is not always a guarantee that their interests will align, especially not in a complex and tangled vipers' nest like Vel Anir.

This first Criseida is a player. She sees things and she knows things, she trades knowledge and influence for power, and she shares her opinion where she feels she can get away with it. In a world where noble femininity is a commodity to be bartered away, Criseida has managed to seize some agency, to avoid becoming a pawn in the political game by proving herself to be a more valuable piece, with rules and limits to being played. The first Criseida is often cold, always calculating, and careful. She is ambitious, scheming, sometimes cruel when it is necessary or expedient.

But the public Criseida is another thing altogether. The picture of piety and prudence, she is seen to attend the right functions and donate generously to the right causes. Her virtue is above reproach, and her well-crafted persona as a supportive wife in a great family and a dutiful daughter of Vel Anir has purchased her a soft spot in the hearts of the common rabble the Luanas court for support. When she is in the city, she can be relied upon to hear petitions on behalf of her husband, to distribute alms, to offer advice, and to be seen. She is beautiful, but not too beautiful; well-dressed, but not ostentatiously so; seen to enjoy culture and amusement without being frivolous.

Those looking carefully at this second Criseida may see, through the smiles and outstretched hands, traces of the first within, but most of the downtrodden in Vel Anir who support the family see what they want to see: someone who brings a little beauty and care to a harsh world.

Biography & Lore

House Baldwin was a cadet branch of the wealthy and powerful Luana family, and Criseida was born of the main branch of the Baldwin line. She was the eldest and was followed in short order by two brothers and a sister. Her fate was sealed from the time of her birth, for her sex and class served as the guidelines that would control her destiny. She would have to marry, and so her family began the process at a very early age to court a place for her among their patron great family in Vel Anir. Eventually, she became betrothed to a member of the Luana family and upon her coming of age, she was married.

All her training and all her parents' scheming came in handy, because her husband was not especially bright, nor was he especially ambitious on his own. He seemed to be content to spend his days at a country estate, hunting and fishing, rather than representing the family in the city. Criseida eventually tugged him gently into spending more time in Vel Anir proper. She guided his affairs, helped make the right social connections, smoothed feathers ruffled by her husband's apparent disinterest in politics.

Their marriage was not especially happy. For the first few years of their union, her husband drank more than was good for him and had a violent temper. It was a harder lesson to manage a violent man twice her weight, but Criseida learned what herbs interacted with wine to make him too tired to lash out. More and more Criseida took more influence for herself in her husband's political and business affairs. Less and less Criseida needed her husband in the city, leaving him to spend the lion's share of his time in the country.

But then, some months later, rumors began to reach Criseida's ears -- rumors of unchaperoned young women at the country estate, rumors of libidinous behavior running unchecked. And if the rumors were reaching her ears, they would also be reaching other ears in Vel Anir, too. The best case would be a reprimand from the family; the worst case would be a loss of face among the people who looked to their betters for moral guidance and authority. It could not go on. Criseida returned to the country to see about coming to terms with her husband.

Now, some few weeks later, she returns to Vel Anir with news of a tragic accident in the country, and a casket bearing the remains of her husband to inter in the family crypt in the city, looking for all the world like a grieving widow. Now in limbo, she is counting on her usefulness to the Luana family to motivate them to look after her interests now that she is a widow. At 28, she considered herself too young to stay widowed in the long term, but would, of course, observe an appropriate mourning period.

What a tragedy, the people whispered to themselves as she returned to the city. Accidents happen every day.

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