Lenore Heywood

**Lenore Heywood** is a passenger of The Midnight Valiant.

### Bio

Eyes full of wonder and a smile that seems printed on her face, this little stray is literally living her best life. She’s breathing the same air of the characters that will end up inside her book, stealing their lives every time she looks at them.

Non-stop, always busy across the airship that already after a few days had no secrets for her, always helping or focused on writing, she’s a tornado of energy that shuts down only when sleep hits. Kind of an unexpected mascot, Lenore’s always with someone asking questions or silently writing down what they’re doing in the smallest details, sometimes helping out or joking around.

Being constantly afraid of being a burden because of her lack of experience with manual work, she does everything she can to make herself useful, offering herself for chores, begging the crew to teach her what she doesn’t know. Although what worries her the most is not being able to help them financially; when booking her passage, she didn't have enough money to pay fully and she got aboard with the promise of giving them all the rest once her book would be published, with interests.

Aboard the Midnight Valiant, the center of her world is Erikk, who she completely adores and worships, painting him in perfect light, although she’s aware he isn’t, just like everyone else, but she wants to make him feel like it, to see himself through her eyes. Unique. Special. And there’s no occasion she doesn’t tell him.

### Appearance

She's petite built with a very pale complexion and smells of ink, coffee and chocolate - like a worn-out book. Her eyes looks black at first sight but with enough light become almost gold, and she has long wavy black hair. Usually she wears a chamoise jacket, a black whool long sleeve shirt, fingerless striped gloves, dark trousers and black ankle boots, a newsboy hat, and a striped whool scarf.

### Background

Unplanned child of Raymond and Carol Heywood, Lenore grew up distanced from her father that never really saw her as a member of the family, let alone a daughter. She was there, that was it. Her mother did her best to compensate his indifference, not realising the child didn’t even understand who that man was. It was in Carol’s library that Lenore learned to get lost, reading forgotten tales and falling in love with people that were alive only in her head. That room became her sanctuary and soon she became to want to share it with others, grabbing her parents’ assistants and telling them everything about those fantastic characters, those wonderful and so different worlds, showing them her dearest pages and re-enacting her favourite scenes. Finding it entertaining, they started spending more and more time with her, every time the mother weren’t there, fueling her imagination by buying her new books or asking more and more questions about the littlest details. “You could create your own world, with that mind of yours”, one of them said. It was with that encouragement that Lenore began to write more and more, on every piece of paper that she put her hands on, without ever being satisfied, and then started to want her own adventure. Something real, something that would shake her to the core, change her forever. A story based on real facts. She talked with her mother about it, but Carol didn’t take her seriously, thinking it was only a child’s fantasy. But Lenore was dead serious and at the age of eighteen gathered her newest notebook, a piece of fresh bread, pen and ink, wore the comfiest clothes she owned and entered his father’s office to steal enough money to survive for a while. His assistants caught her, but instead of calling him they gave her the money, knowing it would be pointless to try convincing her to stay. They also gave her directions for the nearest port, since she had never been too far from the house. That’s how her journey began.

Lenore travelled alone for two years, without her family even looking for her, learning to survive on the streets, living in the moment, stealing food, sneaking around, getting involved in brawls, hiding to sleep safely. She even got aboard a few airships and shuttles to move between a city and the other, in constant movement.

Somehow she ended up in Alaska, and there she met Erikk, who embodied everything she had been looking for. A chance. Adventure. She decided to follow him, determined to make his name immortal in the greatest story that would ever be written.