Firenza Caprios
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| Firenza Caprios | |
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| Firenza, aged 4 | |
| Imperial Princess of Gateway | |
| Princess | 5 August 501 – present |
| Background | |
| Betrothed | Duke Draught Dorian Claremont |
| Offspring | |
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| Full name | |
| Firenza Philomena Rowan Aileana Caprios | |
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| Princess of Gateway Duchess Consort of Draught (Future) | |
| House | House Caprios |
| Father | Emperor Rourke Caprios |
| Mother | Empress Philomena Caprios |
| Born | August 5 501 Crossroads, Gateway |
| Biographical Information | |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Female |
| Eye Color | Emerald |
| Hair | Dark Dark Brown |
Firenza Caprios, Imperial Princess
The youngest princess of the group made her appearance, arriving at precisely 5:00 a.m. on August 5, 501 A.G. A few tense moments later, the tiniest of the three filled her lungs and let loose with a squall that rivaled her larger siblings. A few maids giggled something about melodramatics for this little namesake, amidst a few laughs, the name is announced Princess Firenza Philomena Rowan Aileana Caprios.
Born the last of the Imperial Triplets, Firenza is quickly growing up to be a thoughtful, sweet and care giving little girl. Unlike the woman she was named after, Princess Fire tends to be quiet and almost bashful in social situations.
On October 21, 505 A.G., it was announced in Open Council that the littlest Princess was betrothed to Dorian Claremont, the once spare heir and now Marquis to the Isle of Draught. Given that the Princess is a decade younger than the just turning teenage Marquis, the marriage is obviously one that will not occur for some time yet.
Personality
Generally regarded as a charming, sweet girl, Firenza's endearing nature shines through in everything she does. Often putting great thought and consideration into things, focusing on the people around her, even a handful of crumpled daisies can be charming in their own way when gifted from the little princess. With a light touch, bashfully girlish nature and an undying love for any number of things, Fire is difficult to anger, though her frustration is quickly invoked by some of her more rambunctious, rough housing cousins (See: Cedric).
Constantly asking questions or observing what other people are doing and mimicking them, she is both impressionable and naive of how things work, often seeking out answers to impossible questions like "How do I make everyone happy?" or "Why are mean people mean?" Firenza has fixated on a couple of different 'causes' in the last couple of years. Her first notable quest was delivering picked flowers to family members in an attempt to cheer them up to. Her newest quest is a lifelong one: to find friends. (See: Order of the Octopus)
When it comes to family, Firenza's affection runs deep behind the inborn line of propriety that's drawn between them (some more clearly than others). From her tendency to run giggling into her various uncles' arms and being toted around on shoulders to the quiet, adoring smiles to her parents, there is a vast spectrum of affection Fire is versed in. Without comparison, the Princess' adoration is unyielding when it comes to her father. In her eyes, the Emperor can do no wrong, even when he has to be firm and distant. Even though her father holds that position of absoluteness in her heart, Firenza is nothing but loving of her mother and even insists on mimicking her mother's clothing on occasion. Jordan is another source of constant pride and doting, while Fire may have more of an adventurous streak in her somewhere, she is constantly trying to look after the crown prince. Something peculiar has happened since the death of the third to their trio. Though it has been some time since Meg's death, Fire seems to be completely ignorant to it. Still freely talking about her sister, including her in games and stories, though she has thankfully stopped tearing up rooms and destroying things to blame it on Meg.
While Firenza is learning many different aspects of life to love, from birth she has had an extreme fondness for dogs and is thought to take after her uncle Phineas as a dog whisperer.
Order of the Octopus
Having been graced with an imaginative and intrigued little mind, Firenza's various adventures and thoughtful meanderings has been summed up in a strange little experiment known as the 'Order of the Octopus', partially inspired by the events surrounding her during the Spring Festival in Seal Cove, 507 A.G. in collaboration with conversations and happenings with Baroness Ysora Kilgannon and Lord Guidhael Fiedach.
Just what this peculiar little 'club' is, who can say for absolutely certain, but Fire is currently rather excited about it, even if every day seems to come with a new amendment.
The recent amendments included:
- Babies, while cute, are generally too little to talk with and play with. They are Little Occkies.
- At first, Fire was trying to find friends who were not related to her. While it is still a primary goal to find children she is not related to, she has lifted the restriction that says they can't be in the 'Order'.
- On a related note to the previous, due to this fact, Fire is currently undergoing trouble restricting it to an initial eight 'members'. Being approached with the idea of hurting people's feelings, she's decided that while eight is a good number, the idea of restricting it to just eight is mean and makes people feel bad. They're still going to be octopuses, though! In the spirit of the concept.
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"I got a dragon for Tommy and a bear for the Monster and Baroness got octopuses and I gave Gidhil the Monster the bear and now he wont eat me or Asha or Tommy or Jordan or Meg or Paiva or Parlan or Paley or Sheridan or Ivy or Figgy or Caed or Ainsley or Jilly or Jobey or Philly or Chandra, But he can eat Cedric, because I said so." |
The high-tension words passed from not just the Baroness, but the Knight as well, has Fire shrinking a little into the man's shoulder. Her eyes blink-blink-blinking from that realm. She knows that sound. Bad words and all. Silent and small, as the Knight turns away to walk right back out of the room, Fire's eyes roll over the couch. Just as they exit, her voice is as clear a bell, "She was /naked/!" Click, the door shuts. "She was /naked/!" Comes the insistent sound of the spritely girl who just gleefully ran into the other room. Into the atrium comes the black-garbed Princess once more, carried in the crook of the Knight's arm now as she stares, wide eyed at him. "Why was she naked? Did someone steal her dress? There were people there, did /they/ /steal/ her dress?" |
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