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Septa Elize, 27, Keeper of Faith

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balianryswell:

The lord gave a nod after her thanks, allowing himself the opportunity to look her way once more. Balian Ryswell was a man that appreciated beauty when he saw it. The septa was without a doubt a pretty lady. What a shame she had chosen to turn to religion. “Elize. Just Elize? Do septas has no family name?” he asked, curious to learn whose house she had abandoned to instead pledge herself to the Seven. “I am Balian of House Ryswell” he introduced himself in return, a slight smirk crossing his lips as he went on “Well, that is misleading, I suppose. Some might argue I am of House Bolton. But only by pledge, not by name”.

“Just Elize,” She said with a nod. “I was a small folk before I was taken into the spet.” The explanation was short but she figured it was enough for the young lord in front of her.  “It is good to meet you Lord Balian, I thank you for your help once more.” Elize smiled back at him glad to have some company beyond the other spetas. “By pledge?” 

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balianryswell:

His shirt was in place and he put on his leather tunic, securing the buckles over his chest. It did not escape his notice that the septa only allowed herself to actually look at him when she spoke to him now that he was fully dressed. “It is not far from here” he told her after she stated her business, reaching out for his leather vambraces to fasten them into place. “Alright. Come along” the lord smiled her way as he adjusted his sword to his back, stapping in where it always was. Not that he thought he would need it for a trek to the well but Balian never left it behind. “What is your name, septa?” he turned to glance at the golden-haired lady as he walked. 

She studied his face for a moment the small smile on her lips more secure now as the blush began to fade for her cheeks. “I would be very grateful for your assistance.” Elize walked beside him carrying the bucket in her hand that she was set to fill.  “My name is Elize, my Lord.” She spoke softly not wanting come off as too forward around the young Lord.

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balianryswell:

The lord nodded in acknowledgement as the septa admitted to have lost her way. Balian could tell his half nakedness was the reason for the pretty blush coloring her cheeks and the man smirked a little because of it. He was not all too eager to torture the young woman so he reached out to grab his shirt now that the droplets of water had been dried off his skin. “No need for apologies” he shrugged nonchalantly before he slipped on his shirt over his head “Where were you headed? Perhaps I could show you the way”.

Once he was clothed Elize lifted her gaze from the dusty floor. “The sept needs water, I was looking for the well.” Being one of the younger Septas Elize was often given jobs to fetch things. She didn’t mind much, it was a good excuse to see the rest of the castle. “I would appreciate that a great deal.” She said bowing her head once more this time out a respect more than embarrassment. Though the blush hadn’t disappeared from her checks just yet. 

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[mary-dear]

“Just know that every time I look in your eye, I see better, I see better, better days”

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aidan-redfort:

Ah. Septa Elize’s words did give a bit of insight as to why she had not drawn away so quickly from his obvious advances. She did have beauty, much of it actually, but the Commander tended to flirt out of boredom more times than he would like to admit. He caught himself falling into these patterns when he was not commanding his men or happened to be far away from his parent’s view. “Well, then I am glad to have done it. Even Septa’s should be regarded with respect. You are after all still human just as I.” Aidan pointed out gently, turning to Septa Elize with a small, yet charming smile. “I am not. Though must say, even the embarrassment could not stop me from regarding women. I like to give compliments when they are due, I cannot simply look away and ignore such beauty.” 

There it was again. The words fell from his tongue with ease, like he had done this many, many times before, which he had. Aidan liked to think of himself as a mysterious man, though women just loved to figure out what was behind those blue eyes that seemed to make them swoon. He frowned a little when he heard Elize’s mother was a mere farmer. “Ah, a farmer you say? I assume your family has always been loyal to The Reach? Or have you traveled far?” So many questions could be considered rude, but Aidan had much trouble containing his curiosity towards the Septa. “I’m sure I could see why. Meals, a warm bed, education…I’m sure a farmer’s daughter would not receive most of these things unless they were given to her by someone else.” Perhaps that was why she became a Septa…only that was peculation. “Hm…I believe I may have heard my mother sing it before. Perhaps in passing as a boy.” 

It wasn’t often that people cared to talk with the Septa about much else besides the seven. Elize didn’t mind the religion was her life, she had given a vow long ago and she had every intention of keeping it. Still, it was nice to be treated as another person now and then. Perhaps that is why she was enjoying this conversation so much. “Your complimenting is welcome so long as the older Septas aren’t around.” She said with a light laugh. “Most men tell me that I’ve wasted my beauty. Perhaps their right but we do not all get a choice in life.” 

“My family was loyal to my family.” She explained. Elize had no great love the reach. She’d watched her family starve while the Lords took more than their share of the crop every year. “We Farmed for the Lords in the Reach yes.” Elize nodded. “My education as a Septa has taken me all over the Seven Kingdoms. I am lucky the Gods found me.”  His explanation was truer than a high born like himself could know. “I never go to bed with hunger, as a child in my home I could not say the same.” Elize hoped that was enough of an answer. The young lord did not need to hear her whole sad story. “It is a beautiful hymn, mostly forget. Probably because it was made for the Maid and young women.” 

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His hands went to the bowl bucket of water close by, splashing water on his face. Droplets trailed down his neck and bare torso, so he reached for a piece of cloth before his attention turned to the septa. “If you are looking for Lady Bolton, I am afraid she busy at present” the lord stated with that charismatic smile of his. Everyone who came to came to him usually did so because they were in fact looking for his lady. “But if you wish to leave a message for her, I promise I shall deliver it” Balian added as he continued to rub the piece of cloth against his skin to dry himself fully. Training early in the morning had made a mess of him and he knew better than to show all dirty before Lady Gilliane later.

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The Septa did her best not to smile at the young man. He was undressed in front of her and Elize looked down at the floor as to not seem to earn. “I am afraid I was looking for anyone, I lost my way.” She glanced up her checks starting to pink at the situation. “I must have taken a wrong turn.” Elize had never been very good with directions and the inside of most of these castles looked alike to her. “I am sorry for the intrusion.” 

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aidan-redfort:

Most Septa’s would have stopped him or reprimanded him for such behavior. His mother had caught wind of his silver tongue when he had been half his currently age, smacking the side of his head hard with a book of the faith. It was in fact that last time he dare flirt with a Septa, though his mother was not here with a book in hand and the Septa in front of him seemed not to mind such forward thoughts. He wondered why but did not outwardly ask. “Most men follow the rules. I apologize, Septa, I should not speak to you in this way. If my mother were here she would have my head. As a boy she would smack the back of my head with a book of the faith, surely you would have laughed.” He remembered the other Septa, the one he had been flirting with, did laugh and quite a lot.

“Well it is lovely. Was your mother a woman of faith as well?” He did not know if Septa’s were to be so open with their past lives, but he was curious. Aidan knew not how most men and women became of the faith or why. “Excellent. More time to spend admiring the view.” The Commander pointed out. “That song you were humming earlier, where is it from?”

Elize shook her head at his apology, there was nothing to apologize for. If there had been other sister’s around she might be more prudent about how she was behaving. But truthfully it was nice to forget her expectation sometimes. “It’s rather nice to speak as I’m still a person now and then.” Elize told him looking back at the young man with a smile. The Septa laughed at the image he painted. “I surely would have,” Elize said with a bright smile on her lips. “I am certain your Mother meant well but you are not a boy any longer.” 

“My Mother? No, she was  a farmer.” Elize said recalling her home within the Reach. “The life I have now is far more extravagant than anything my Mother knew.” To Aidan, she was certain it looked like the Septa had nothing. But Elize knew better here in the Sept she had food every night, a warm bed, and an education a farm girl would never have dreamed of.  “It is an Old Hymn, for the Maid.” 

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aidan-redfort:

Septa’s were always quite shy, this one seemed no different. Though he did think her beauty made it strange that she’d chosen to become a Septa. Perhaps it was not a choice rather than a order. He was not sure what family she had come from before coming to the Sept. Aidan smiled towards the Septa before turning to face one of the glass murals reaching high beyond the skylight. The Sept was rather breathtaking at this time of day. 

Though he had turned away from the Septa, he could see from the corner of his eye the pink tint that rose in the woman’s cheeks. It made him smile softly, and tilt his head towards her. “It surprises me a great deal that you are shocked by my appraisal. Surely other men have commented on it before, and I not the only one.” As a Lord he knew he should not flirt with the Septas. Relationships with women of the faith were forbidden. Rules had never particularly stopped Aidan, however. “Elize.” He repeated softly, getting a taste of the name before continuing. “That is a beautiful name, Septa Elize. Have a disturb your duties for the evening? I would hate to get in the way. I just couldn’t help but admire the craft inside the Sept. It is quite beautiful this time of day.” 

Elize knew she should put her foot down. Tell the young Lord how unacceptable it was to talk to a woman of faith that way.  Yet she didn’t, instead, she faced the window that he turned to feeling the sunning warming the sept where the stood. It was easy to forget how beautiful the temples were when you walked through them every day. But Aidan’s face told the story of just how impressive this building was. 

“Not shocked, but most men aren’t so forward about their thoughts.” It was true most men kept their advances to themselves. Being a Speta made her less desirable for most. “Thank you, my Lord, it was my Mother’s name before mine,” Elize said with a smile on her face. “ Hardly,” She said with a bow of her head. “My chores are mostly complete for today.” It was true it would be time to eat and have evening prayer for the next hour. 

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yrcnwood:

The septa was quite the songbird, as it turned out. The space was once again lit up by the soft hymn, and Ersbet cocked her head to stare while she listened. By the time it was all said and done, she had a bit of a wistful look on her face, the thoughts of romping through the lands surrounding the Boneway in her head. “Tell me, holy sister, where do you come from? If I had your voice, I would not have turned to a life of service to our gods, though it is commendable nonetheless that you have,” she added quickly, as to not offend.

“You flatter me, my Lady,” Elize said with a bow of her head in gratitude for the compliment. It wasn’t often that she had an audience for her singing, though she did enjoy music more than most in the Sept. “I was born in the Reach, but that seems so long ago.” She answered with a smile. “The Gods choose me for this life long before I had a say.” Elize explained with a faint smile. 

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aidan-redfort:

Shit. The woman had caught him off guard, but mistaking a Septa for a lady…had his vision gone soft? The habit should have given it away. “You must forgive me Septa, I had not expected any company.” Aidan paused before he quickly added, “But I don’t mind company of the faith.” He tended to pray alone now, though he used to go with Lydia. After his uncle died, prayers were done without the company of others. But a Septa, well, he did not mind that at all. 

She was quite beautiful, even with her hair tucked under the habit, he could make out the blonde strand she’d quickly tucked behind the head piece. Her features were quite striking, though they were wasted with her allegiance to The Seven. He wondered briefly what her life must be like. Celibate, fated to live and die alone but of course not without her fellow Septa’s. It seemed strange. Though he was he to judge? “The second one, I believe. I would hardly forget a face like that, Septa.” A smile pressed against the Commander’s lips as he stepped forward to face the Septa. “I’m sure all Septa’s have names. What is yours, if I may ask?” 

“Neither was I, my Lord,” She said with a small smile.Though she was sure he knew that he’d surprised her by the state of her habit. Looking down at her feet she did not keep his eye contact long. Elize wasn’t sure why but it felt as if she shouldn’t stare too long at the young Lord. “I am glad to hear my company isn’t out of favor, My Lord.” 

Elize kept her head bowed as he spoke when he mentioned that he’d hardly forget a face like her own, the Speta felt her cheeks begin to flush. Lifting her gaze her lips curled up into a small smile flattered. “His Lordships flatters me.” Bowing once more to show her respect for his nobility. “Elize.” She said answering his question without adding her title of Speta on to it. Though she wasn’t certain why she had left it out. 

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boltcn:

❝ I was not in prayer. ❞ Gilliane replied almost as if the Septa had every intention to personally offend her. The New Gods had found little favor in the North and much less within House Bolton. Staring intently at the woman she had managed to fixate on the few features that were exposed. Gilliane could have almost sworn she was someone she knew but realized it could not have been when she recalled the woman’s voice.

“It is good to know I did not interrupt my Lady.” Elize bowed her head still offering respect to the young noblewomen though her tone was harsh. The young woman’s eyes lingered on the Septa’s face and Elize wondered what she thought before offering a generous smile. “May I sit with you?”

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rcslin: 

❝ There is no need for apologies. You have not wronged me in any way. ❞ Walking closer to the woman Roslin’s hands claps together in front of her. Riddled with honest curiosity she have the septa all of her attention. ❝ It is a very pretty song. Where did you hear it ? ❞

“I am very pleased to hear that my Lady.” Elize lowered herself in respect for the highborn woman. “One of the other Septas taught it to me years ago. We share many songs. It was written for the Maid.” 

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yrcnwood:

  The soft song of a septa hadn’t been what Ersbet had been expecting in the middle of her prayers to the Crone- in fact she was more accustomed to the silence that she once found unnerving. Still, she wasn’t going to complain, the woman was quite the opposite of tone-deaf. The widowed Lady Blackmont lifted her head to glance at her new companion, offering a soft smile. “Don’t stop, please, Septa. I think I remember that tune from somewhere, but I can’t place it.”

“Very well.” She bowed her head humbly and continued on with the song as the noblewoman had requested. When she finished she smiled over at her sweetly. “It is an old Hymn for the Maid,” Elize explained as she sat down beside the other woman. “Singing always helps my prayer.” 

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aidan-redfort:

One of Aidan’s weekly tasks was venturing out to pray at the Sept. He used to hate it as a boy, his mother and father would drag him by his legs kicking and screaming if they had to. Both of his siblings found the task much easier to uphold. Now there was a great deal of pain in Aidan’s life. And he had come to wonder if this was because he had not properly prayed to The Seven. Had they wronged him when they cast war upon The Vale? Had they been in the spear the pierced his uncle’s flesh and stopped his heart? There were so many questions that he had no answers to.

He had been so caught up in his prayer that he hardly noticed the blonde woman signing softly from behind him. She glided across the floor, her eyes wandering before he stopped mere meet away from him. The woman looked oddly familiar to him, but he could not remember why. “No apologies needed m’lady, my prayers are finished.” The Commander stood to his feet and smiled carefully at the woman before bowing. “It is I who should apologize for staring. You look so familiar to me, and I cannot place why.”

When she noticed the man their Elize tucked the stray hairs behind her Septa’s habit. It was not becoming to have men see her hair, but she had thought she was alone. Elize knew him right away but act as plan as ever. Aidan Redfort, he was hard to miss. Tall and handsome everything Elize should be ignoring after vows. “Lady?” Speta Elize almost laughed at the comment. He was probably the first person to ever refer to her that way. She bowed in respect to the nobleman before. “Hardly my Lord, I’m just a simple Septa.”

“Familiar?” She asked with a smile though she knew who he was Elize had hardly expected the young Lord to have noticed her of all people. “Perhaps you have mistaken me for someone else? Or you’ve seen me around the Sept before.” Elize gave him a gracious smile. 

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Singing softly to herself thinking the Sept was empty. She walking along her grey dress dusting the floor as she moved completing the duties assigned to her. Elize hadn’t noticed the figure sitting near the front of the sept until she was nearly next to them. She stopped her song and smiled. 

“I apologize for the interruption of your prayer, I thought I was alone.” 

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Jana could not have felt more out of place in such an ostentatious event. The coronation had been one for the history books and the newly crowned Queen of the Tident was the brightest star in the firmament of nobles that attended the event. It was a true honor to attend such an event, an honor that a lowly healer -and a bastard one, at that- could hardly pretend to actually deserve. So Jana kept mostly to herself and remained close to a wall with a glass of wine at hand. Without a doubt the finest wine she would ever taste in her lifetime. All the pretty gowns around her and the dancing and the  exquisite meals… none of that was part of her world. You do not belong here, whispered a voice at the back of her mind. Sensing a presence by her side the blonde glanced up from her glass to meet the eyes of the person that stood near her now.

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The Septa easily picked the other low born woman out of the crowd. They both seemed to be walking as if the didn’t belong. Picking up her modest gown Elize closed the space between them. “Strange to be attending this sort of event, is it not?” She offered the blonde a small smile trying to make her feel more at ease. The new Queen wore her title well as she walked among the crowd and Elize could hardly believe they had allowed a Septa as young as herself to attend such an event. “The seven must be smiling upon us.” 

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with the wine goblet in her hand, the princess surveyed her surroundings. everybody seemed to be a good mood and they all should be; it was a joyous occasion after all.  “may the gods smile on our young queen and give her a long fruitful reign.” Cylene said to the person beside her. 

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The Septa watched quietly not one to draw too much attention to herself. Elize wasn’t even certain that she’d be welcome at the sort of gathering. Bowing her head with respect to the Princess in front of her. “My her Wisdom be that of the Father and Mercy that of the Mother.”