Name: Alexandra Estelle Sinclair
Nickname: Xandra, Alex, Claire, Stella.
Race: Human.
Age: 20 +
Home: Eragon.
Family: Queen, Mother: Eleanor. | King, Father: Ali. | Prince, Brother: Devin.
Occupation: Princess.
Possible other Occupation: Queen, Wandering Warrior, Hero, Pet, Slave, Leader of a group, open.
Child of her mother and father. Long soft blonde curls fall from her head down to the floor or waist. Depending on how she feels on the day. Fair skin, eyes like the sky glowing with hope; a green hue might show around her inner pupil. Defined muscles, surprisingly. From her active lifestyle and effort to follow her duty. Born with female allure all her life some believe somewhere in her family is elven blood. Which she has no idea about. An curvy figure, all grown in the right places. Her chest is often the death of her with how hard it is to run with it. Movements flow form previous training as a rogue, graceful as she is her strength is not to be trifled with. Baby faced, seems to age slow.
Alexandra Estelle Sinclair is the princess of Eragon and the beloved daughter of the king and queen. Doted on as the youngest. Parents have always wanted and little girl, so when they finally had the chance they were thrilled. Brother is a snotty brat always picking on her and getting in trouble. Her family loved him in there own way but he seemed to enjoy throwing it back at them.
Growing up the young girl showed promise beyond her brother, which frustrated him. He tried many times to prove her was better. While his family loved him, he crossed a line when he sent men to try and rape the princess when she was only sixteen. However, at this age she had balanced her training as a rogue and danced around the men like nothing they had ever seen. Once she confessed to her father and mother they had her brother stripped of his royal clothes and rank. Disowned him, never to see him again. Alex pitied him, she did… But she could not forgive.
That day she walked over to him and kneeled on the floor before him. “…I pity you brother.” She said bluntly, catching the stare of ruby eyes filled with hatred. “You can’t get over how imperfect you are, and fail to see the love around you.” She frowned slightly, and sighed. “Truly, I still don’t hate you. However I will never forgive or forget this. Travel safely, I pray we never meet again.”
Years later someone dared to breach the kingdom of eragon. The village beneath was attacked, people killed, but they didn’t touch the child or women. Which she found strange, much to her dismay her brother stood there… Like something from a fairytale, half his face burned and one arm… She didn’t know what it was, it looked so gruesome. He must have made a deal with the devil or something the like.
She was on her balcony in her room when she saw him that night. Alex ran to get her father and mother, alert the people inside the castle only to find her mother and father are already dead. She was kneeling on her father and mother’s bodies when a guard came in and dragged her away. Gave her a bag of supplies and a torch, sending her off before she shut the secret passage way.
Ever since then… She was running, and running. Trying to gain weight with nobles and commoners to fight for her home. No one would hear her… But she had yet to try and ask another king or queen for help.
Personality: Alex is kind, beyond generous for her fellow people. Sometimes this can be taken as fake or even naive. Which she agreed to some extent. Alex was actually smart and sharp, she liked to study people and give them all a chance. Some described her as a angel, but others admired her for being so strong all this time and never back down. Her own companions never found fault in her unless it was about her personal past. She was never crude, but when pushed she could get very angry and emotional. Alex isn’t fond of being pressured into things and finds that people should admit there own mistakes. Warm, understanding, stubborn, insightful, righteous.
Likes: Ballroom dancing, Festivals, children, animals, light hearted moods, hearty food, wine, dressing up, shoes, books, hot springs, time alone.
Equipment: Long sword - Eleanor. Eragon Shield customed, but never replaced, never, Potions, Treats, Sweets.
Champion: A warrior who will speak over the largest crowd and bring hope, never giving up for what is right. Sometimes righteous other times just doing what is right. Heavy with the shield, and lunging with her sword. She is the hero in the eyes of others and a woman with many scars.
