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* 15-18 Locked away in my symbolic room strapped to the bars of this comfortable prison I’ve known all my life. Confined to do what people expect of me, /confined/ to the role I am placed in on this chessboard. Locked away by the lump in my throat only wishing to speak but the air becomes still as the eyes stare, stare to me for I am different? Or stare to me because I am brave. Eyes that should be a doorway open and welcoming a door that is shut instead. Doors that keep the social “standard” to its quo, why, father, why are these eyes of winter so compelling to the soul? Mother, why is it when they glance with their winter eyes my feet freeze in place? No answer as I have neither to go to when I am sad nor to call for my achievements; it is only me.

* From ages 10-14 Charelle began her studies into becoming a Jovenaar while still trying to hold onto the little child-hood she had left before reforming into a woman. It had been some time since her father Erwin Bishop passed away from an Orenian execution. Charelle, who loved her father dearly, was still filled of grief; locking herself away in her room throwing away all that brought her joy and instead putting all her attention into her studies in hopes the pain would seep away into the note and pages of her work. At 13 she began rehabilitating from life out of her room with learning how to bake; as her sister Heleana was soon to be married to a Savoyard noble and move out of the Manor, someone had to replace her as the family cuisinest. Though it was grievous, Charelle's soul would slowly grow to it’s fierce self thought, viewing the world in a new light.

* Charelle Bishop was born as the youngest daughter of Ser Erwin Bishop and Adelina Verloren in the year 54 SA. In a set of triplets, she was the first of them, followed by her 2 brothers Samuel and Elias. She would be the 2nd girl born to the main line of the House of Bishop and one of 6 children overall. At the age of 6-8 Charelle was ready to welcome the world and it’s people with open arms. Throwing herself into any event she could partake in, making sure that she was involved with her family's life. As she would soon learn later on, however, life can be taken so quickly. Her father was tragically martyred and hanged in the Orenian capital of Providence in the Orenian-Urguani war for Lower Petra. Much of Charelle's inside time was spent reading and learning lessons from her father and the councilors he had hired for her. She took an interest in Romance and History Novels which helped grow her strong creative mind, and she spent most of her time helping her aunt and mother do their wifely chores and playing ‘La Novelas’ with her stuffed animals. Later on she would meet her one best friend who she would hold dearly to her for the rest of her years. Her and her triplet brothers had a chaotic relationship but they always had each other's back - though the time she had made a fort out of dirt that they proceeded to pull down she will never forgive them for. When moving uphill to the Excitor Manor, Charelle had built a giant fort/ castle of dirt which her many stuffed animals and dogs would play games of court and castle keep. Like her mother she was strong spirited and not afraid to stand up for herself and her family though she was able to keep herself in-line later on as her Aunty would teach her manners and how to be more ladylike.

[!] The same printed drawing would be posted to every surface around Haense includingbeing stuffed into mail boxes. It is scribbled in many different colours - creating an image and text - the layout looks as if it were drawn by a child (Which it was).