The House of Arcus, a minor house of modest worth along the Western territories of Yranur, has a long tradition of sending their sons and daughters into the teeth of whatever brushfire war the kingdom faces each generation. Invariably possessed of more courage than insight, at least one Knight of Arcus has perished on a regular basis, usually (But not always) while doing something heroic. Lady Lucille von Arcus
is the latest in that storied tradition; A Paladiness of the Argent Shroud, she's recently completed her training at the Chapel-Monastery...And is now bound, inevitably, for the frontlines. As the youngest daughter of the House - Which has now fallen upon hard times - she seeks glory, excitement, and a way to revitalize her house's flagging fortunes.
She's not a Paladiness of particular distinction; In fact, compared to the worthies that have joined the conflict, Lady Lucille is stunningly, unmistakeably adequate
. Slightly more intelligent than her ancestors, she's still rather impetuous and more than a little over her head - As a Paladin, she's actually quite easygoing, despite her noble birth, and is rather approachable. Her best qualities are her skill with her greatsword and her beauty; She is, however, admittedly quite vain, glory-hungry, naive and generally fond of associating with the 'lower classes'.
It's quite possible that she sees this all as a intriguing and amusing experience, with the kind of aristocratic obliviousness that has marked her forefathers. This kind of rarefied mentality has given her an endless fascination with things outside the usual (and rather pampered) scope of her experiences so far; She's drawn to the perverse, the taboo and the gross - They're so quaint
, after all!