Elthea
From Himitsu no Sensou
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| Elthea is played by Emeraude of Magic Knight Rayearth | |
| Name | Elthea |
| Age | 18 |
| Date of Birth | October 1 |
| Starsign | Libra |
| Blood Type | A |
| Class | Princess |
| Country | Hanalan |
| Family | |
| Languages | Trade [Fluent] Dentorian [Fluent] Old Dentorian [Good] High Dentorian [Average] |
| Weapons | |
| Player | Dots |
| Journal Name | somewhatlost |
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[edit] Summary
Elthea was born the second daughter and fourth child of House Lireth, and a failure from the beginning. She was weak of will and mind and while her siblings excelled at all that they tried, Elthea could do nothing half as well as she was expected to. But of her brothers and sisters, Elthea was the first to enter the channels, and the first to begin writing. Over the past year she has escaped twice, broken down too many times to count and most of her seventeenth year was spent in utter madness. A few months ago she faked her own suicide by murdering a maid, and since then has been hiding. And though she continues to write, she is now seen as nothing more than a ghost, and that is what she now believes herself to be.
[edit] History
Lady Elthea of Lireth. The quiet, middle sister who never did anything of importance. The quiet, middle sister who couldn't do anything of importance. The quiet, useless, pathetic, clumsy middle sister who was always overshadowed by her siblings. From an early age she knew she would always be the one trailing behind, the one who never, ever received any praise for anything that she did. The one that would never amount to anything, because she was nothing. She had nothing, and would always, and forever be nothing. Nothing but pretty.
And even then she couldn't compare. Even then she wasn't as beautiful as her sisters. She'd always lurk in their shadows as they were showered with light and glory and slowly stole away everything she'd always dreamed of.
She wasn't close with her siblings. She supposed they had better things to do than spend time with miserable little Elthea. Her parents, Lord and Lady of Lireth seemed to feel the same. Her father, Lord Elmudd of Lireth, was a man of great pride, concerned with keeping the line of Lireth pure, noble and as brilliant as it had always been-- and making sure that future generations would be the same. For this reason, he saw Elthea as the filth of the generation, a clutz and a fool. Her mother was a cold, detached woman who only cared for art and music and beautiful things.
Lady Elthea of Lireth. The quiet, middle sister whose insignificance was pounded so far into her head she was expected to come to accept it. The quiet, middle sister who spent days upon weeks locked in her own room, staring bleakly at the stars and wishing some day she could make something of herself, like a caged bird. A caged, mute bird who longed to escape. And one day, she took flight.
Elthea escaped to Mansoure, where she was soon found by her sister Amaeyra, and she broke down. They took refuge in Mansoure Hall, courteousy of Lady Gloria and Lady Felicia, until she 'recovered.' Lila, a knight of Lireth, met up with them there, proclaiming that she was under orders of Lord Elmudd to find Elthea and bring her back home. The two sisters departed from Mansoure, and left for Emeron.
Her state of mind was fragile, and her sanity questionable, wavering as she walked the thin, almost nonexistant line between control and losing control completely. But for a while, Elthea was home, despite how much she hated it. She hated it more than she'd ever hated anything else, more than anyone had ever hated her, but she was home and she was trapped.
Fartgus's writing appeared in the journals, then Isanae's. Elthea did not break. But it didn't mean she wouldn't. At a ball held by her mother, Elthea snapped once more, and became a vicious, violent, screaming, shouting, indignant monster. She questioned her brothers, questioned her sisters. Rambled about being puppets dancing on strings and shrieked that she wouldn't be controlled. Her journal was then taken from her under the orders of her eldest brother, Hasten. Isanae and Fartgus took her journal from her and burnt it.
Elthea, however, had found a dictionary in her room, though it was supposed to be empty, and re-entered the journals once again, but did not write anything publicly during that time. Only after Hasten announced his engagement to Felicia of Mansoure, did she write again. This time a suicide note. Elthea of Lireth was supposedly dead on that day. She supposedly took her own life. Supposedly jumped out her own window. The blonde-haired, mangled, slim body that was recovered was supposedly hers. But the truth is nothing like that. She isn't dead.
She hid. She stole a horse from the stables though she could not ride, and she escaped.
But Elthea of Lireth is dead to the world.
[edit] Personality
Elthea was a quiet, mellow and soft-spoken girl. She knew she was of noble birth, but never did anything to flaunt it, and it hardly showed when she spoke to people. She was a pushover, a doormat and she often thought of herself as... a staircase. Something to ignore, to step over, to help others rise above her, while she stayed the same, day after day, year after year. Elthea was extremely sensitive, prone to crying, often over the slightest of things. Elthea was a mindless coward with no self esteem, thinking herself simply as "lost", with no one with any intentions of finding her.
Now Elthea is a ghost of a dead little mad girl, an empty shell, a broken thing (bend and bend and snap), and believes she's better off this way.
[edit] Relationships
- Elmudd, father, who she fears and loves and hates, even after his death.
- Bunny, mother, who never cared.
- Hasten, eldest brother.
- Amaeyra, elder sister, who she admired, loved and hated.
- Fartgus, elder brother.
- Isanae, younger sister.
- Lila, a knight of Lireth.
- Allison, another knight.
- Felicia, wife of Hasten, who was once her friend but she barely even remembers her.
- Elliot, who had once befriended her.
[edit] Appearance
Though in no way does Elthea care for, or notice her looks, she is something of a beauty. Her hair is long and pale blonde, falling past her waist. Her eyes are green, and somewhat large and childlike. She bears a very strong resemblance to her elder sister, both in looks and poise.
[edit] Quotes
- Goodbye, Lireth. I will not miss you.
- i think that i am feeling better. no. i... ... thought that i was feeling better.
- thats where my body goes, lord bro~ther. in a big ditch. big big big ditch
- pushing us down down down down we have no freedom we have no will we have nothing and we are nothing and we will be nothing forever
- Good night, Lireth. Those dancing on puppet strings cannot fall.
[edit] Other
Elthea's journal is somewhatlost. She is played by Dots and is PB'd by Princess Emeraude (young) from Magic Knights Rayearth.
