Lucille Buvelle, Matriarch of House Buvelle

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7 Brothers

2 Sisters

Lucille Buvelle, the Head of House Buvelle, is a woman not

    like many others. For Instance, she's the Matriach - a luxury that only Male members of the Buvelle house (or any) would receive (obviously being patriarchs, duh), and much unlike many Female Nobles from Lastwall, she underwent dire training to be a swordswoman that would rival that of Watcher-Lord Ulthun II himself. Although she was to be suitored off as a "political pawn" due to her superior looks, she took fate into her own hands- setting a future for herself and all of her brothers and sisters within House Buvelle.

Upon the day of Lucille's wedding, to the Suitor known as Lord Bernard Lastrange, the woman decided that she'd go through with the wedding upon a single condition being met - that she would lose in a duel towards Lord Bernard. Tearing apart most of the exquisite dress that her father had tailor made to suit her body, she pulled Fierte, the Buvelle Families' Heirloom Rapier from her Father's sheathe. After a brief moment of circling round one another, Lord Bernard would make the first strike... or so he thought, as he struck towards Lucille's abdomen the woman nimbly wielded Fierte around his sword, flicking it upwards into the chapel's rooftop so deeply that it pierced through the ceiling, and after a brief (dozen) strikes from Fierte, she would place the rapier's tip against his throat, declaring that she had won the duel - and brought her fate into her own hands. At this Lord Bernard was furious, and challenged Lucille's father, the Lord Alexandra Buvelle to a duel to the death...

The Night before the duel came around fairly quickly, though not to the benefit of Lord Alexandra, as Lord Bernard's sister, Lady Bellicia had performed scrying magics to make sure that the Coward that lead the Buvelle House was training - but he was not, instead, the man had slipped into the Lastrange Manor, attempting to poison his challenger so that he'd certainly win, and as he slipped the poison into the cup, the trap was sprung, Vigil Guardsmen burst into the room, hastily arresting Lord Alexandra and taking him towards the Living Tribunal - to which his exact punishment would be decided upon.

Seeing as Alexandra had committed a crime most foul, that he should die without his honour, to be humiliated upon the executioner's scaffold and hung - like that of a common criminal...

Lucille, in all her honour and pride decided to pay a visit to the Watcher-Lord Ulthun II and knelt before him, offering up her own rapier, Avaler, for a single request - that she would be the one to fight her disgraced father, Alexander, to the death and that she would become his successor, to which Watcher-Lord Ulthun II accepted.
After seemingly no time at all, Lucille and Alexander stood face to face in the Hall of Champions, Lucille with Avaler in hand and Alexander with Fierte, the two nodded at one another - they knew this would be the end for one of them, should Lucille falter in combat, Alexander would be relieved of his crimes and Lucille would be the one to take the blame for each of them - giving her life for his repentance, but at the same time Lucille knew that she could not lose, to lose to a man with no honour would be disgraceful and people would spit on her gravestone for eternity.

Lucille swished Avaler into the air, signifying that she were ready to begin the duel, to which Alexander would swing his sword in response, the two wasted no time in coming to blows with one another, flashes and crashes of Silver against Cold Iron as the two waltzed around the hall for what felt like an eternity, every strike was a farewell, every spark was a tear of joy and every step was a memory that the survivor would never forget. Alexander was a skilled man, one of the fiercest and cunning duelists in Vigil, yet as Lucille gained the upper hand, she proved unto him that she was an impossible foe, dozens upon dozens of strikes towards her father, ending when Lucille finally managed to flip Fierte from his hand, severing his fingers in the process and driving her blade into his heart.

As the man lay dying in her arms, he had no more words to say to the now Matriarch of House Buvelle, their words; pride; conviction and strength - all spoken during their dual, Watcher-Lord Ulthun II tapped his sheath into the ground, Lucille had won.

Lucille Buvelle, now commonly known as Lady Buvelle - serving as the Houses Matriarch, seeks to erase her Father's legacy of disgracing their house, her brothers, sisters and distant cousins all picked up the blade in her name, and though she may be as stubborn and direct, nothing stopped the rumours from the other House Lords speaking ill of House Buvelle, and should Lucille catch wind of it - a Duel to the Death was sure to follow.