Aster Rose Baelor
A servant to her people.
Moreau. That was a surname she [SIZE=14.6667px] held no affection towards. Her father died before she could remember and her memories of her mother had been lost over time. To her, the name was just a name, nothing more. A name that drew nothing but apathy and the occasional feelings of resentment from her.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.6667px]As far as she knew, her father was not of a prominent family so his name held no weight at when she lived on the streets of [/SIZE]Coruscant and even less weight here in the Iron Empire. To her, he was just a man, a stranger, a name on a piece of paper, and the person who had let both her mother and herself down through death. In short, she held no love for the weak man who let his wife die nameless on the streets, and his daughter grow up with filthy vermin.
Baelor. Unlike Moreau, that name had power and a face she could put to it. A name she could throw around to get her way within the territory of the Iron Empire and beyond. Unlike Moreau, [SIZE=14.6667px]Baelor[/SIZE], garnered respect among the people. Unlike her failure of a father, her basic needs were seen to and she could even afford items that were non-necessities. It did not matter to her that she was taken in out of obligation and duty. She was content.
While she was no true [SIZE=14.6667px]Baelor[/SIZE], sharing no blood relations with the family’s head, she [SIZE=14.6667px]preferred[/SIZE] the name. Baelor, it had a nice ring to it. It did not matter to her that she was only a Baelor in name. Although she was a Moreau, she had always felt it was only in name, sharing no relations but blood with her father’s family, and perhaps, a long forgotten branch on the family tree since no attempts were made - as far as she was concerned - to get in touch with her.
Aster Rose [SIZE=14.6667px]Baelor[/SIZE]. It sounded new and somewhat odd to her since she was accustomed to the meaningless name that was Moreau but this was a welcome change. Upon meeting her uncle and taking up residence in the Iron Empire, she had opened up a new chapter in her life. A brighter chapter in her life. One that would not result in an untimely death - like her mother. One that was ripe with opportunities. Aster Rose [SIZE=14.6667px]Baelor[/SIZE]. That was her name now. She was going to make it official.
[SIZE=14.6667px]As far as she knew, her father was not of a prominent family so his name held no weight at when she lived on the streets of [/SIZE]Coruscant and even less weight here in the Iron Empire. To her, he was just a man, a stranger, a name on a piece of paper, and the person who had let both her mother and herself down through death. In short, she held no love for the weak man who let his wife die nameless on the streets, and his daughter grow up with filthy vermin.
Baelor. Unlike Moreau, that name had power and a face she could put to it. A name she could throw around to get her way within the territory of the Iron Empire and beyond. Unlike Moreau, [SIZE=14.6667px]Baelor[/SIZE], garnered respect among the people. Unlike her failure of a father, her basic needs were seen to and she could even afford items that were non-necessities. It did not matter to her that she was taken in out of obligation and duty. She was content.
While she was no true [SIZE=14.6667px]Baelor[/SIZE], sharing no blood relations with the family’s head, she [SIZE=14.6667px]preferred[/SIZE] the name. Baelor, it had a nice ring to it. It did not matter to her that she was only a Baelor in name. Although she was a Moreau, she had always felt it was only in name, sharing no relations but blood with her father’s family, and perhaps, a long forgotten branch on the family tree since no attempts were made - as far as she was concerned - to get in touch with her.
Aster Rose [SIZE=14.6667px]Baelor[/SIZE]. It sounded new and somewhat odd to her since she was accustomed to the meaningless name that was Moreau but this was a welcome change. Upon meeting her uncle and taking up residence in the Iron Empire, she had opened up a new chapter in her life. A brighter chapter in her life. One that would not result in an untimely death - like her mother. One that was ripe with opportunities. Aster Rose [SIZE=14.6667px]Baelor[/SIZE]. That was her name now. She was going to make it official.
