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Lavinya Morganen
Profile: Age: 16 Place of Birth: Bander Eban, Arad Doman Physical Description: Lavinya is quite short and slim, (approx 5'2"), with long, flame red curls, which she is quite vain about and constantly adjusts. She has deep brown eyes, sometimes bordering on black. Her skin, while coppery, is somewhat fairer than most of her countrymen, and is smooth and unblemished. Her lips are full and usually curved into a seductive pout, and her body has alluring curves in all the right places. She is graceful in her movements, and when not pouting seductively, is likely scowling at someone or something. Biography: Lavinya is a Domani girl, daughter of Rohann and Carlina, quite well off merchants. From a young age she watched her mother as she strung men around her fingers, and her fatherŐs ruthless bartering. The result is she sees men as simply tools in furthering her own agendas; she has become quite adept at her motherŐs ŇArtÓ. Using her looks and charm to their best advantage, she often had a string of admirers, and was certainly not an innocent girl anymore by the time she was 16. She didnŐt see the need for morals or propriety when there was gain to be made. Lavinya had always determined that she should have been born a noble, always believing her talents were wasted as a mere merchants daughter. She had an ever increasing lust for power, and the more her parents tried to keep her in line, the more she rebelled. It was hardly a surprise that her parents sought to find her a suitable husband, before she had managed to sleep her way through all the men in the city. Upon being presented to her betrothed, Lavinya was furious. She would not tie herself to an ugly, exalted farm boy, and submit to him. She was destined for greater things! Throwing a temper tantrum, Lavinya stood firm and refused to marry the besotted young man, and found herself penniless and cast from home. With no where to go, Lavinya wandered from tavern to tavern, town to town. Her skills at charming men kept her fed and sheltered, and even managed to gain her carriage between cities. There were always tales to be heard in the inns, and one caught her ears by chance and intrigued her. Aes Sedai. She didnŐt know much about them, but the more she learnt, the more she knew she should become one. They were respected and powerful, and knelt to no overbearing husband. She would become the greatest of them all! Thus, she turned her path to the Grey Tower. It had never occurred to her that she would have to have any sort of ability to be entered into the books, being arrogant enough in her own childish way to believe she would be accepted once they saw the potential for greatness in her. It wasn\'t until she arrived in the great city that she was at last a little daunted. She was so far from home, and penniless. Still, she would not give up now, not so easily. Besides, she would find a way to enter their ranks somehow. It was all a manner of charming the right person.
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