Mielli Trevalion
| Mielli Trevalion | |
|---|---|
 | |
| mee-ELL-ee keh-see-AIR-ah treh-VAL-ee-on | |
| Created by | Elizabeth Halvorsen |
| Information | |
| Full name | Mielli Kesiera Trevalion |
| Gender | Female |
| Occupation | Novice |
| Affiliation | The Grey Tower |
| Nationality | Mayener |
| Attributes | |
| OP Strength | 6.0 |
Mielli Kesiera Trevalion is a Mayener Novice of the Grey Tower.
Description
Mielli is just on the tall side of average for a woman, awkward in such height at not quite sixteen. Though not truly plump, baby fat makes her look soft and even younger than she is. Her eyes, typical of both her Mayener and Tairen forebears, are dark, framed in long, dark lashes. Her brows are a shade or two lighter than her lashes, and reminiscent of her father's, heavy and straight. Her hair resembles neither dark-haired parent, though; pale blonde as a child, it has darkened to a deep honey blonde that's striking with such dark eyes, and unusual anywhere outside of Tarabon. Her nose, too, resembles her father's, long and thin and slightly aquiline. Her mouth, well-formed and most easily given to smiling, is much like her mother's, though Mielli twists it into a petulant frown when she's sulking, which is often at her age.
Biography
Love is given freely in Mayene, no less by her women than her men. But even so, there are those who love men, and there are those who love money. My mother, having little of it, loved money. It was her misfortune to come also to love the man who gave it to her, and forget to drink her tea. And so I arrived, and he left; the height she had risen to as a High Lord's mistress made the fall back into poverty and obscurity all the more painful. I was raised in a brothel in the port district of Mayene, surrounded by the comingled scents of gutted oilfish, cheap perfume, and sex.
"Honey, come change the sheets for me? I have another customer waiting already and I need to wash."
"I'll be right there, mother."
That sort of conversation occurs all too often. Of course, that sort of thing is the only reason I've managed to hold on to my virginity for so long; I am going to be sixteen next week, and the madame thinks I ought to be earning my own keep. Joiya -- that's my mother -- says she's just being greedy. For myself, I think there's not much to choose between them. I want better, or at least other, than to be a whore, and even being a whore would be better than cleaning up after one day in and day out.
And so I shall go. Mother has a few coins saved, and I will take them. It feels like stealing, but she at least has a method to get more, and they'll last longer without me here to support anyway. I'll be careful with them, make them last until I have a trade of some sort. I'll take a new name, because mine is ridiculous, and I'll hunt for the Horn of Valere. Or perhaps I'll keep my own name a bit longer and go extort money from my father; that would be little more than he and I both deserve, taking his money for the first time in my life. I'll travel the world as a vagabond gleeman--gleewoman?--and sing in a thousand inns. I'll go to Andor and join the Queen's guard, wearing trousers and swinging a sword for my supper. Whatever I do, it shall not be here, and it shall not be in any brothel. Mielli Kesiera Trevalion is beginning a new life...just as soon as I've changed Joiya's sheets so she can see to her next customer.
Career History
- Novice
