Neia

Name: Neia
Ruthless/Cunning/Intelligent


Quote: I will reach my goals.

Position: Poison maker.

Personality: Neia is ruthless, anything that stands in her way meets a swift and usually very painful end. she is highly intelligent and ambitious although she knows her ambition will only get her so far. she is manipulative and uses those around her with little thought, showing affection to very few and typically only when the notion strikes her. she cares very little for pleasantries and the verbal dancing that most perform in court, but she is proficient at it.
Neia can slip into roles very easily, the role of a friend there to listen to one's troubles, the role of a kind clan mate ready to help, or a dozen others she dawns and discards with the same ease. she holds no loyalty to anyone save herself and thinks those that claim loyalty are foolish at best, to give loyalty is to show weakness and weakness is not tolerated.

Quirks: Manipulative, blunt, Bitter

Background: Once she and her sister, Renna had found a new clan to stay in she had set about finding information about how she could obtain power. although with a tentative truce between herself and Renna she could only hope to gain better allies than her sister and one up her in simpler ways than she would have liked, she was far less interested in the precious 'truce' than she was in gaining standing in their new clan, as a higher rank meant more power, she went about this by opening a shop with Renna.
Incents and poison, the latter being her specialty and something she took pride in, she met and made a tentative alliance with Consuela, a princess looking for her would be husband and currently playing the mistress to Adamar, Neia's Uncle through her grandmother. the whole thing was a mess from Neia's perspective, but an advantageous one in the end; Consuela often had Neia accompany her to the castle where Mitne, the Queen, would gossip with them.

Soon enough Neia was visiting with Mitne on her own and gossiping with the other dragoness of the court as well as listening to them all prattle on about life within their court. it wasn't long before Neia met Windthorp, an assassin and began making poisons for him as he had a interesting knife which didn't have to be dipped in poison , but could be filled with toxins. she was the only one who knew of poisons and how to make them so he began spending a lot of time with her which she found she didn't mind after it happened a few times.
Neia took to visiting her family as she wanted to rise in the ranks of the court yet she seemed unable to gain Queen Guinevere's favor no matter what she tried. rage boiled within her particularly when Renna received the attention she craved, this favor forced her claw and sent her looking for a way to gain standing and power. her mother and Aunt approached her seeing her anger. her mother, Elivere, whispered sweet promises of power and favor over all in the court if she was willing to help the two older dragoness.

Neia was swayed by the apparent favor of her mother and Aunt and agreed to make a poison that would take the queen out of the court yet make it look as if she had simply fallen ill. Neia felt no regret as she mixed and tested it's potency as she continued selling her other wears to keep the kingdom that was her own home content and out of her way. as she came closer to her goal she became excited and found her mind wandering to being a high ranking lady within the Court of Thorns, under her Mother and Aunt of course, and the power she would have.
Coming to the Court she overheard the sisters arguing over who would rule in their mother's absence and agree that such could be decided later, "We have what we need, Neia will keep her end of the deal and we have leverage over her to keep her quiet and complacent.", another voice spoke up "I would not throw her away so carelessly, I may have use for her later." her heart broke, they had never intended to give her a place of honor in the court, she had worked so hard to earn her place, betraying Guinevere, taking only the most high ranking warm to her bed, had the best hatchlings, and yet none of that mattered.

She went back to her den and altered her toxin, if it worked as she planned Guinevere would fall yet would not die, she would sleep for a time and then wake again. Neia smiled bitterly, even her mother had been willing to see her exiled from the court that had been her life yet now Neia would rule in the end. her goal shifted from simply having a high rank within the court, preferably higher than her useless sister, she would rule either by using her aunt or other ways, after all there is always a way to use those around you for your own benefit and she had allies.
When Eowyn came to Shadow's kingdom Neia took to offering sympathy and someone to chatter with, knowing she was dancing on a razor's edge by acting as if she didn't know what her mother and aunt had planned the whole thing and to make her bow to keep herself safe, Neia made her plans and kept her own council. she would be the power behind whichever of the sisters ruled, she simply had to find a way to make herself irreplaceable to both and get her claws into a position of power.

She began looking forward to Windthorp's visits as the assassin made her feel safe and his boisterous companions made for a wonderful distraction even if they were cautious of her, Raelynn was friendly and warm while Edallin was simple and honest, Droveld watched her quietly yet was always open for conversation. it was a far from perfect group and she felt she was lowering her standards by mingling with those of lesser status, but she put that aside for the sense of safety they gave her.
It was this which lead to Windthorp courting her, properly and likely with Raelynn's help getting trinkets and shiny bobbles, and Neia accepted. she had never entertained the thought of marriage to an Adventurer of all things and likely would have scoffed and taken him for a lover at least once if she had need of his skills, but anything more permanent than that would have been laughable, she couldn't find regret in her choice to accept however, Windthorp was adorable when excited.