Rivantle, Yvastle, and Crtanza PERSONA: Rivantle, Yvastle, and Crtanza GENDER: F, M, F AGE:  All about 19 ORIGIN:  In a little, separate world that actually has royalty; part of Danach and yet not OCCUPATION/RANK: Princess, Prince, Princess, and all are candidates  HAIR: Red (long for ladies, short for gentleman) EYES:   Green, blue, blue PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: All are rather tall in stature, and thin, with white skin, no freckles.   CLOTHING: Green and gold are the main colors; all wear robes and little golden crowns/tiaras, and the girls wear dresses. JEWELRY: Earrings and necklaces, bracelets and rings for the ladies. FAMILY: The Royal mother and father, Santefe and Kane SKILLS:   Being royal.  Rivantle has excellent fashion sense, Yvastle is a great hunter/tracker, and Crtanza dances PERSONALITY:  Rivantle is soft-spoken and kindly, Yvastle is noble and somewhat hot-tempered and brash, and Crtanza is a firebrand Rivantle walked quietly down the hall with her ladies-in-waiting, speaking softly and sometimes laughing, while they talked about the gossip of the castle.  Rivantle was dressed strikingly in a lovely, long green gown trimmed with gold and a train that trailed a long way down the corridor and had to be held by three ladies-in-waiting.  Her long red hair was brushed to brilliance and many shining combs were tucked into it.  Around her neck hung several little golden beads, and her fingers were adorned with emeralds set in gold.  Rivantle had the fashion sense. Yvastle was outside, on paard-back, his hawk perched on his outstretched, gloved arm.  The bird vaulted into the air and circled once, twice, three times, before pouncing on a succulent quail.  With prey in claw, the hawk returned to its master and was rewarded with a bit of meat.  The noble prince brushed feathers off of his brilliant green and gold riding clothes, and wrapped his cape closely about him.  It was rather cold outside.  Yvastle was the great hunter and tracker. Crtanza skipped nimbly across the stage while her noble mamma and pappa looked on, smiling and clapping reservedly.  Crtanza wore a gauzy green skirt and pointed gold toe-shoes, and had small golden flowers tucked behind her ears.  Crtanza did a spin and an alarmingly high jump into the arms of her dance partner, who stumbled a bit and turned red with the effort of catching her.  "Don't slip up, you fool!" Crtanza hissed between clenched teeth, a smile still on her face as she whirled away.  Crtanza was the firebrand. Everything was in its place. But the two princesses were growing tired of the charade.  It was hard to be perfect and noble and royal all the time, and they decided to call it quits.  In the middle of the night, they sneaked out, packed their paards' saddle bags with clothes, money, and food, and slipped away in separate directions, hoping to find a more exciting life. When Yvastle heard the news from his devastated parents, his temper boiled over just a touch. "They should not be allowed to shirk the royal duties," he said, and set off with his finest hound and hawk to find them. Meanwhile, both girls had found themselves large and industrious cities, glittering with hope and fame.  Rivantle found herself window-shopping often, and wondered whether she could make some fashionable changes in the clothes.  Since she herself needed new clothes so as not to be so noticeable, she learned to sew and knit and crochet at a little craft bazaar, and so was able to make her own clothes.  The clothes she made got her even more noticed.   A fashion director snatched her up. Crtanza had instantly joined a dance class and after a week had risen to the position of 'star student,' top of the class.  Her teachers whispered among themselves as they watched her, not noticing her cleverly hidden character flaws--i.e. her fiery temper when things went wrong--and decided that she had too much talent to stay in a little dance class.  They sent her to a world-renouned dance instructor, who put her name in lights. What happens Next? Yvastle and Rivantle standing @ Eistanza Crtanza standing @ Lav'intay Castle