Wow, an introduction. That *never* happens.
A young woman walks purposefully up the path, her long skirts teased a little by the wind. As she reaches the shelter of the porch she puts back the hood of her cloak; she is perhaps twenty-two, moderately pretty, with dark hair in a neat braid, and silver at her throat and ears.
She hesitates only a moment before she pushes the door open and enters, straight-backed and commanding.
"I am Morvydd," she says clearly, "daughter of Urien, King of Rheged and Gore. I am seeking my mother."
typist: Morvydd is, by certain accounts, the daughter of Morgan le Fay and twin sister of Sir Yvain. Little else is known about her except that she and her boyfriend are the Cutest Thing Ever, but here she is.
She hesitates only a moment before she pushes the door open and enters, straight-backed and commanding.
"I am Morvydd," she says clearly, "daughter of Urien, King of Rheged and Gore. I am seeking my mother."
typist: Morvydd is, by certain accounts, the daughter of Morgan le Fay and twin sister of Sir Yvain. Little else is known about her except that she and her boyfriend are the Cutest Thing Ever, but here she is.