|Name: Galena Barillus|
Age: ?? (Appears somewhere in her late thirties to mid forties, steadily appears younger when in the presence of many trees, partiuclarly her 'Heart Tree.')
Alignment: True Neutral
Nationality: Sotoan/Angkarian (Sotoan mother, Angkarian father)
Social Class: Nobility
Occupation: Sotoan Councillor Former Member of the Guild 'Ameliorate Ordos'.
On the Ameliorate Ordos: The Ordos is designed to encompass all forms of restoration and healing, particularly in the medical faculty of wounds and other various injuries, but also the mind and soul. It contains many physicians, alchemists, apothecaries, herbologists, even field medics for military use when it is called for, and a spare few psychiatric experts for those contained at Red Hands.
The Guild Emblem, or Crest, is an upturned open palm with a single red tear in the center. It is usually white, grey or silver for novice, acolyte and medic respectively, and back on a blue sideways rhombus outlined in the same colour as the hand, except for the guild leader who bears it in gold.
Her hair reaches just past her shoulders and falls in soft ringlets and waves, often scraped back into a graceful twist to keep it from her face and adorned with tiny orange blossoms. It changes colours with the seasons, in spring it is a washed out wheat colour, summer it is ripe and golden strawberry blonde, autumn darkens it to a rich auburn, and by winter it is frosty and pale as snow. Despite her neat ministrations, wisps of hair escape to curl down to her shoulders, frequently causing her to tuck it behind her ears or push it back.
Her ears in question are small and pointed, her face soft and heart shaped in a classical manner with an aquiline nose and bow lips above a pointy chin. Her eyes are perfectly normal, usually sharp with intelligence and a murky green. Combined with her nose she has a rather hawkish countenance, especially when peering over the top of her spectacles.
She usually garbs herself in a stola, or elaborate toga, and a palla which is essentially a long cloth that winds about the top, similar to a shawl but more expansive. Around her neck she wears a thin chain with a tiny glass prison in which she keeps a wisp, which glows softly at night, and on her left hand she wears a single gold band as a symbol of her being married. A pervasive scent of orange blossoms follows her about wherever she goes, light and fragrant.
Starting at the bottom, Galena's armor consists of a tea coloured shirt and light brown linen pants, loose fitting for comfort. She binds her chest though not too tightly as she needs to breathe deeply when utilising her bow, and doesn't want it to impede her in any way. On her feet she wears brown leather boots that reach just past the knee, with steel guards that protect the joint, and her shins.
On top of this she wears a leather gambeson and gauntlets with reinforced backs to protect her arms, and above that a lightweight chain half-shirt that covers her chest and shoulders. Above that a plain, dark green surcoat that comes to the knees and is split to the hips covers the leather and mail. Her quiver belts around her waist and rests against the small of her back, and a bandolier with needles and tinctures straps acros her chest, with room to hold her bow casing at the back. Her belt may also hold a small emergency surgical kit separate from the main bag of surgical supplies she is liable to be carrying, just in case she happens to lose it.
Her previous guild emblem may appear stitched to the shoulder of her surcoat or on her bandolier, speaking a time before she was Councillor, and when travelling in a nondescript manner, often attributes her skills to the guild, and just of being a member should tongues wag.
Weapons: Galena carries two slender knives, scalpel sharp and thin like elongated needles, made of blue and red ceramic. Sympathy is usually nestled between her breasts, and Regret strapped to the inside of her thigh.
Her bow is made of pale yew and rather plain but for a carved leaf at either end, and a little inlaid gold etching on the body. A thread of gold wire winds about the middle almost to each end, which are tied with jovial red feathers. It has no name, is quite old and worn smooth from the use of many hands and goes back to her days on Angkar.
Tanach: The lyre is small and suited to her hands, carved of dark wood and contains ten silk strings, rather than gut. It is typically tuned to the F minor key, and has a mournful sound.
At first impression the woman is stern and unforgiving, cold and blunt, brusque and perhaps a little headstrong. It is as she would call it, her professional face. She uses this as much for her own protection as anyone elses, as a means to guard her own emotional attachment to those she treats and cares for. Beneath it she is warm at heart, a generous and compassionate being. She is not however, naïve, and is more than intelligent enough to know when someone is overstepping themselves or |
treading on her feet for the sake of it, and is willing to be pushed only so far. She is reputed to have a positively explosive temper, a dirty mouth and a sharp wit behind the odd coy smile or demure batting of the eyelashes, but who would believe that when shes flashing a sweet smile that says butter wouldnt melt?
Rumour is a storm about her and she knows well enough how to use it to her advantage, and how to play a good hand in the games of politics, as well as manipulating and bewitching her various suitors to play their parts as she sees it. When not playing the professional, she tends towards a cynical attitude and a gentle mockery of well, everything. Mostly it hides the soft insecure underbelly of her emotions lurking just beneath the surface, the low self esteem thanks to her husband, and the wavering self worth that she feels she needs to prove to herself through her work, justifying insomnia and overworking herself to the point of exhaustion as a means to ignore her own personal desires.
Galena takes her work very seriously; putting the welfare and health of the people above the majority, even her own when she becomes too absorbed in her current task at hand. She is an avid gardener, if one would call her that, and keeps many plants in her home in Madrid, both inside the high walled garden and inside the house itself. The gardening she does not consider to be a chore but an enjoyable hobby, and interest. Naturally. This is not to say she spends all her time either at the Houses, or the gardens, as she does make frequent trips out about Soare, and if only on personal business, usually garbs herself in her armor or non-sotoan clothing, that none would recognize her, except for those who had already encountered her in her official capacity and her trademark attire.
Though she holds the name Barillus, it is apparent after meeting the family that Galena is most definitely from another, lesser branch, if only by her accent alone. Originally born a dryad, her tree-mother took herself to human society long before the seeds germinated, and married into the family. In the same company one might note that her gentle mockery almost never goes down well, if noticed at all, and her manner becomes closed and withdrawn.|
Her mother is Sotoan and has chosen like herself to integrate with society rather than live naturally in the wild.
Her growth was not in fact in Soto but overseas closer to Angkar, though she has of yet not disclosed the exact location, nor how she got to the mainland. She retains the accent of her youth, a soft slurring drawl with tendencies to archaic speech which becomes more apparent when she is angry, or passionate.
In question of her youth, at least some of the rumors that float around her must be true, for she gives no explanation as to how she came back to her family, nor how she learned to wield any weapon, or fight capably even with her small size and diminutive strength. Supposedly this comes from being a mercenary of the esteemed company that called themselves Nepenthes, and were famed for using weapons laced with terrible poison that mortified or consumed living flesh. Floating around this are more webs of vague suppositions, that she has been seen before travelling as apothecary and alchemist, that she is a woodswytch bewitching young men who are never seen again, of poisoning as much as mending and uncouth witchcraft. Each of these rumors are vague and possibly ludicrous, but the fact the smell of blossoms hangs around the Wytch is something everyone mentions, though few could say what kind. Instead they rather none too affectionately called her Neroli, a name that she apparently gave them herself, and coincidentally the name of one of the mercenary company around Angkar; whether anyone had made the connection before remains to be seen.
She appears to have an aversion to slavery, which is common enough in Soto where it is outlawed, and makes a point of deliberately buying slaves when away from home, only to set them free once they are fed and set on their feet in Soto. Where the aversion and even fear of the trade came from is anyones guess.
Galena became a member of the Ameliorate Ordos and proved herself to be a diligent and hard worker, never shying from a task however disgusting or terrifying it might have been, seeing it as her duty to save as many that came to them as possible. She eventually used her wealth and influence to start a small building in Madrid which she called The Healing House, and it rapidly grew in both size and esteem as more of those who joined the guild also made a habit to serve time there, both learning and caring for those admitted. The House itself also accepts volunteers who seek to assist, be it carrying bandages or cooking food for the infirm, everyone is needed somewhere. It was this sole act that pushed her forward as an outstanding member of the Ordos and won her the position of Guild Leader.
In the two years after it had been built and expanded, her hand was given to one Lord Tilus Daeonicus. It was not a marriage made of love but of politics, and done in a most hasty fashion more for the fact that she wished to be away from her uncle Gileads presence, than anything else, and away from his house and family. As we know, his shame as general of Soto and his actions brought much dislike and suspicion to the family name, that which she now struggles to overcome since being raised to the position of Councillor.
Tilus was a friend as much as a lover; and it was no secret between them that he often preferred the company of men, and she women. Thus when it was put to her to try to rankle her, the bold statement was met with cool replies, until his disappearance at the beginning of the Dark Conquest, when he took to sea, and has yet to return, though it has been four years hence. They were married seven years, and she still wears the plain wedding band on her finger. During the marriage they shared their bed enough that she suffered two miscarriages, until he stopped visiting her entirely, and eventually disappeared from her life.
During this time Galena continued to work at the House, until a second building was added and the term became plural. This building was kept some way from the main estate and screened by the trees that crowd the city. Some said it was in hopes to screen the city from the terrifying noises that sometimes emanated from the walls. The building was, and is used for the most critically injured, though that is only a small ward. The main area of the building is designated to keeping the mentally unstable, and for the state of some of the patients admitted, it is coined in the street as Red Hands.
After being recently raised to the position of Councillor, Galena now has to contend with watching more than just the well being of her patients and garden, dividing her duties to other needs and complaints of the citizens, and, actually communicating with people that doesn't involve replacing their innards to keep breathing.
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- Aside from being a rumormonger, much of which she enjoys hearing about, a few random things for your eyes:
Her favourite colour is yellow.
She eats meat and enjoys it thoroughly.
She eats flowers. Her favourites are fritillaries, carnations and hibiscus.
Her Tree is currently hidden. It's an orange tree, if one got that. Ahem. (:
She's afraid of fire.
She has a chain of suitors that she uses as eyes-and-ears and gossip-mongers, they interchange regularly.
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