Aredhele Valtieri

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Lady Aredhele Ravenwing formerly Valtieri is a Quel’dorei who inherited the Duchy of Black Rose located in Duskwood, after her grandfather’s death. She is a renowned socialite having already made a name for herself through her antics at many of the social scenes throughout the Alliance lands.

## Personality and Beliefs

The odd allure of Lady Ravenwing lies in the mystery of her eccentric behavior and deviant demeanor. Outwardly she is approachable and charming, not in the least shy, self-conscious, or afraid to say anything. Inwardly, she fights the unimaginable horror of bloodlust, inherited by her family's foul taste for slaughter.

Most people know her as a friend to all, at least to anyone willing to share a bottle of expensive wine and engaging, often strange, conversation with her. She lacks morality and virtue. An insatiable provocateur who kneels at the altar of depravity. In the center of chaos is where she can be found, drunk in lust, surrounded by all the vile things she loves. She yearns for late nights, uncomfortable feelings, and all things taboo.

At her best, she is a forever friend. At her worst, she is a never ending enemy. A vengeful and spiteful woman willing to bloody her body, in order to butcher yours. She finds enjoyment in retribution against those that have somehow wronged her, yet finds goodness in gifting jewels and unnecessary things to paupers.

Ared doesn’t just want to live, she wants to live disgustingly well, carrying on the Legacy of House Valtieri.

## Physical Description

To say she is stunning would be an understatement, not only is she breathtakingly beautiful, she boasts a very strategic and manipulative mind. Like mother, like daughter. She stands at average height for a female Quel’dorei turned Ren’dorei with soft waves of iridescent, platinum blonde hair that was perfectly adorned with braids and tiny trinkets, sometimes even a tiara if she felt the desire to do so. The violet tinged glow of her blue eyes looked otherworldly in the dark of the night and heavenly in the dawn of morning.

The spring of youth never left Aredhele Valtieri, seeing she did not look a day aged since she was a young girl, innocent to perversions of this cruel world. With sultry doe eyes and pouty lips, she could never be accused of any foul doing.

Her choice of attire was certainly alluring and often left little to the imagination. Posh satins and silks hung from her trim figure with jewels galore. Gold chains snaked around her neck and slithered across her chest. The precious metal bound her wrists and ankles, as well as capped the tips of her ears. She unknowingly used her voluptuous figure to her advantage, paired with such fascinating body language, few would deny her anything.

Clear of complexion with porcelain skin, she has a small -W- carved under her right breast, scarred there forever. Completely out of place in regards to the perfectly manicured woman she is.

## Biography

Aredhele is the eldest born daughter out of a series of many other children all sharing the same mother. She was raised dutifully by her family’s wet nurse and childhood companion of her father, Theoden. She was loved and lavished by her father and mother until she was but a young girl, just learning to walk and talk on her own, then it was only her father, and then no one at all. By the time she was a young lady she had become spoiled in her family’s wealth, wanting for naught, eventually becoming rather spiteful and temperamental towards her father and really anyone for that matter.

Her true youth was spent in the loving care of her grandparents Kethrosar and El’relisi Valtieri, and with her brother, Rhys Valtieri. Due to the insatiable affections of her true parents, Ared and her beloved brother’s noble births were wisely-masked as the budding promise of a long and strong Valtieri line. [ paragraph taken from Rhys Valtieri ]

By the time she was a young lady she had become spoiled in her family’s wealth, wanting for naught, eventually becoming rather spiteful and temperamental towards her father and really anyone for that matter, save for Rhys.

During her more daring years into adulthood, she celebrated well into the night amongst the more unconventional aristocrats of the upper echelon of the nobility. She engaged in questionable behavior, yet remained a virgin to all her potential suitors, never going further than a promise and a whisper of what could happen next, destined to fate. Her brother, all-the-while, was acutely aware of the foul games she played with the hearts of desperate men. Wherever they went, they arrived together arm in arm, and departed the same way as well.

She adored her brother and it was plain to see that Rhys harbors a tremendous affection for his sister. She was the anchor to his name for years and grew through a crafted-despair in the comforting fall of his narcissistic shadow. It is told of old that these siblings were inseparable and the truth of it would serve to certify such reports. Rhys separated himself as youth resolved into manhood and he drew Ared to him for familiar comforts and terribly more. But with all things, there is a season and as the story goes, Rhys left Aredhele in the emptiness of a sudden disappearance, and alone. He was then, so far as anyone might tell, her only true companion. A tale with more to tell, but alas little is known.  [ words  taken from Rhys Valtieri ]

A few years pass after her brother’s abandonment and she finally accepts an arranged marriage to Lord Drednor Darkterror, a renowned executioner known for his brutal and horrific displays of violence on and off the battlefield. This union forged an alliance between House Darkterror and House Valtieri that ushered in an age of terror they joyfully awarded their enemies. Aredhele and Drednor never wed. The call of war kept them apart. The wedding date was continuously pushed back in Drednor’s favor. During that time Ared found comfort in his dearest friend, Master Torturer Vynlorin Shaundamath. Rumor has it Ared was groomed in his likeness and became round with child from the affair. It certainly gave reason as to why she fled the manor to Telogrus to serve the call of the Void in the name of the Alliance, when she never had interest in such foul magic at all. Vynlorin’s seed never came to fruit, yet that tale didn’t end.

The series of misfortunate events did not stop there. She reunited with Rhys after lifetimes apart. In his absence he became his own man, thus he refused to take up the mantle of their legacy. Giving up all claim to rule House Valtieri to her after their grandfather’s death, her brother left the right of manhood to her. She was forced to become all the men she has ever loved. The Duchy of Black Rose in Duskwood was now under her rule. A gift she inherited from her grandfather who was awarded such land after years of service to the Alliance and King, petitioned and applauded by all lords of the land. Even the contested dilapidated manor in the Highlands was thrusted into her care that has little use, save for a dungeon which remains intact.

Over the last year, her name has been smothered in scandal. All sorts of questionable acts surround her from the affair with Lord Lebryn Edain, an infamous Marshall of the Alliance known for his victories, to the short lived marriage to Lord Tirian Felo’dorah, Knight of the Blue Lance, who fights in the name of House Valtieri. She has been linked to the stabbing of one of her bannermen, Narin Tarael who seemingly vanished from her service shortly after his recovery from such crime against him with his traitorous lover in tow. This was after he professed he still desired to give her a child regardless of his current love interest and he professed he still called for her in the dead of the night, or so the story is told. Master Torturer Vynlorin returned to Ared by her request to take arms for House Valtieri. Her then lover, the leather clad enigma known as Nivathostin, was last seen speaking to the man before his questionable disappearance. Even her sister returned to her side to rule over House Valtieri.

Love her or hate her, Lady Ravenwing is surely not for everyone, and those that have met her certainly won’t forget how they crossed paths that fateful day.

## Titles

### Duchess of Black Rose

Lady Aredhele Ravenwing is the former Duchess of Black Rose. Now she is the Marquise of Shadowtalon Hold.

## House

Lady Aredhele Ranvenwing is from House Valtieri. Now she is the Lady of House Ravenwing since getting married to Lord Ravenwing.

## Gallery

Lady Aredhele ValtieriRiding one of Lord Felo'dorah's warhorsesMy Artwork of AredDrawing by AredheleAred's old lover Nivathostin : Drawing by AredheleValtieri Coat of Arms