Keyana Pecerean I

Keyana Pecerean I is the daughter of Brack Pecerean II and Bethally Pecerean. After the death of her uncle, she was wed to a distant relation from a small House of the Midlands. She is the last in the original line of House Pecerean. Keyana is the mother of the likely future Lady of Duskval, Nakri Pecerean I.
== Appearance and Character ==
As a child, Keyana was tutored by the highest of scholars beneath the close scrutiny of her father Brack Pecerean even from Vakar. Born a Pecerean through and through, she was allowed no room for failure and assured each day and night that her future husband's heiress would be well-groomed for ladyship. She was always a sad girl in her youth, as one of her tutors once remarked "She is just as like to burst into tears as most children are like to burst into giggles."
Ofttimes, her books were her only escape from the pressures of duty, and remain so still. Keyana proved sharp of wit as a girl and seemed only to sharpen as she grew. She flourished in Ruizar, delving far into her studies and becoming formidably well-versed in histories and laws, as well as the economic state of the realm. Her grandmother chose to harness her mind rather than her social influence, understanding well that her future suitors could very well depend on it, despite that her way of birth had already cruelly separated her from her mother and siblings, and her vigorous education seemed only to further isolate her from society.
Her strict lessons made Keyana to feel as though the walls would close in around her, even within a most cavernous keep such as her home of Ruizar or Duskval, the sprawling city of her youth. For what reprisals and discipline has had to be taught to her, She teems with an unthinkable measure of anxiety, and has been known to immerse herself all the more fully in her studies to better preoccupy her mind, rather than dwell on her most nagging thoughts and mental afflictions. A girl prone to her weeping, she was encouraged by her uncle to hide her tears and never show a wet face at court. Keyana would become all the more closeted and reclusive for it, still, despite that she had become lovelier as she grew older.
She was nineteen when her persuasive uncle left this world for the realm of the Gods. Left alone with only the guidance of her parents who seemed not to care much for her. She grew even more melancholy, even more reclusive, and was subjected to frequent solitude between the Lord Hand's many political transactions, much to her own chagrin. When the two did spend time together, her father labored from dawn till dusk to instill his values within her, mentoring her as his possible heir and future Lady of Ruizar or Duskval should she be forced into such a situation. Though she gained a measure of his compassion, his morality, his piety, and most of all, his wisdom, her tendencies to retreat within often overpower her teachings and lessons.