Marisha Elmastein - The Red Leather Journal

[Coreander]

Marisha Elmastein - currently 24 years of age
Human - Born in Thay into slavery
Eye color: Sapphire Blue (very cold (emotionless)
Hair Color: Medium Brown
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 130 lbs


Personality: Cold and no-nonsense attitude. She is very quiet (speaking only when spoken to). Rarely shows any hint of emotion (and only shows a hint). Dedicated to protecting her Master, and strengthening his family's reputation. Appears to have a liking of fine dresses. Has no idea how to react to chivalry. Proud.


*back-story in the works*

[Coreander]

*A red, leather-bound journal rests at the very bottom of Marisha's bag. It is only taken out when she is alone. The writing in it is of average appearance (not ornate, but not sloppy), and it is obvious that the tip of then pen was pressed very firmly into the pages*

--Entry 1--

It has been three months since the Master sent for me now. He has charged me with his protection as he is in strange lands full of those he cannot trust. I have mostly been stationed in Isinhold, and I hate it here. The inhabitants are fools, save for one or two that show some sense. I can hardly walk through this town without some lewd noise or comment being made at me.

There have been times where I have felt unworthy to protect the Master in this place, but he has showed me no scorn for my mistakes. I'm not sure what to think of this. He said I was always his favorite...

I miss the monotony of daily life at the Master's estate. I miss being left alone by the older servants because I do my duties so well. Yet, right now, I feel special and privilaged, and I almost dare to think I like it. To be getting so much attention from the Master, and not for punishment! I must be serving him well, and that makes me feel an unfamiliar emotion. I almost smiled and it hurts my face.

*at the bottom of the page, she writes really small*

Istishia will feel my wrath... Kossuth, keep me warm.