Natalia Arlovskaya - Belarus

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Personality:

Natalia is a very serious woman, preferring to remark frankly on a situation, rather than handle it delicately. She is never seen to smile, and has vowed to never smile until her brother comes home for her. She desperately desires her older brother’s hand in marriage, and will do anything, even kill, for the chance at being with him forever. She is normally a very smart and logical young lady, but, when it comes to Ivan, she loses this, and is only filled with the desire to marry him.

She has a terrible temper and is very strong, demonstrated by the fact that she broke her first suitor’s fingers with only a handshake. She is not above manipulating those around her to get what she wants, and she is very aware of her beauty and its effect on people. She detests people who treat her delicately, and, very secretly, she adores children. If given the chance, she believes that she could be a very good mother.

History:

Nine years younger than her closest sibling, Natalia was the youngest to be born in her very wealthy family. From birth she was raised to be a good wife to a wealthy man by her mother, and was often given anything she wanted. She was largely ignored by her father, and, though doted upon by her mother, she could sense that the woman didn’t want to spend too much time with her either; whether it was just exhaustion from the two children before, or the realization of Natalia’s mental functions, the girl didn’t know, nor did she care to find out.

Due to the lack of a normal male role model in her life, she turned her devotion to her older brother, devotion that was sisterly, daughterly, and possibly something a little more dark and depraved. On the day that he left to join the military, her mother made sure to take her out of the house, surprising her with a shopping trip to buy something pretty to wear. She returned late that evening, and eager to show her brother what she’d bought, ran to his room, ignoring her mother’s pleas to just go on to her own room. Upon the realization that her brother was not there, she tore through the house, examining each room for him. She ran into her father, who promptly slapped her across the face and informed her that Ivan had left to “attempt to become a real man”.

All of this excitement at the age of ten left her rather cold towards the rest of her family. Three years later, her mother and father came to the conclusion that they should start seeking out a husband for their beautiful, but very strange, little daughter. They went through many men; the first suitor was eager, but she made sure to break all of his fingers on his right hand, and, when he came back for another date, she threatened to break all of his bones. The following suitors were significantly less eager, having heard the story of her strength, and her parents had all but given up hope until, three days after her fifteenth birthday, a man named Dmitri Arlovsky, approached her parents and asked for her hand. They agreed, but on the condition that she did as well, since she was a minor and required to give consent. After she did not agree, and continued to turn the man down, until he found out about her obsession. He swore to teach her how to be a woman for her brother, much like how her mother had taught her to be a wife, as well to do everything in his power to bring him back from the military just for Natalia.

She fell for his lies and married him not long after, unbothered by the fact that she was fifteen, and he was well into his thirties. She stayed with him faithfully for five years, always insisting on using protection so that her first children would be Ivan’s, never once questioning the motive behind a man that could be her father desiring a young, teenage girl. On her twentieth birthday she asked about her brother, only to be told that Dmitri never intended on bringing him to her. She remained calm, and, in a methodical manner, killed him within the month, poisoning him slowly with nightshade. However, she respected Dmitri’s audacity and his lack of fear when he approached her, so she kept the last name, tacking it on after her familial name.

Thus, Natalia became a widow. Her second husband, a pitiful old man whose name she never bothered to take except for social situations, proposed to her a year into her mourning. She accepted and, after four years of being a dutiful wife, watched him tie the rope around his neck. He told her that he would die for her love, and she, in her ever-present solemnity, asked him to jump to prove it. When he hesitated, she shoved him off of the banister, watching him fall and snap his neck. She never smiled, not even when the will was read and all of his money was placed in her account.

She took a lover a year and a half after, a brutal little man, who desired nothing more than to have a son. He didn’t want to be married, and that was fine with her, but she refused to have his child, resorting to taking birth control pills behind his back, as well as morning after pills, claiming that they were aspirin and vitamins. He found the bottle one day and, after a confrontation, he punched her in the jaw. Natalia’s mask finally broke into a face of rage, and she grabbed the gun from her person and shot him in the head, infuriated that he would dare make her less than perfect for her beloved brother. Though she went to court over the issue, she never cried crocodile tears, but still managed to get away scot free, along with all of his money.

Once everything was fully resolved, she turned her attentions back to where her brother was, immediately boarding a ship, since she preferred not to fly, to Eishoff. After running into some pirate trouble in Oceania, she came in contact with an Englishman who referred her to the address that her beloved older brother was living at.

RP Sample:

Natalia stepped under the warm spray of her shower and shut her eyes. There was blood everywhere, and she could even smell it now, under the refreshingly hot jet of water. This was nothing, however, that some soap and shampoo couldn’t take care of. She began a lather of shampoo and rubbed it into her hair, hoping to pull some of the blood from her platinum blond locks. She paused for a moment and touched her chin, where the bruise was surely forming. Natalia knew that she’d have to cover it up with make-up until it faded, it wouldn’t do for dear Ivan to see her in such a state.

She rinsed her hair and soaped up her body, eyes still closed against the spray. She turned and rinsed herself; being quick between her legs, knowing that no one, not even herself should bring pleasure there. Only Ivan, her dear, beloved brother.

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