Grace Ironmane, The Protector

Quiet, Observant, Strong

Grace Ironmane is a thick, well built, 6-foot, 300-some-odd pound woman with dusty-brown hair and light brown eyes to match. Her skin is very pale and her teeth are white as snow. She looks like the person people would want around for protection and a good time, but also the one no one wants to mess with. She dresses very reserved-like, not much skin showing if she had much of a choice.

Grace doesn't like to get into trouble, mostly because she's been there and she was always the one at fault simply because her appearance. She doesn't like her name mostly because it doesn't suit her-she's not all that graceful.

She has a problem with pink peppermints--she can't resist them. She usually has a little pouch full of them on her.

Grace is very protective of her allies and friends, usually trying to intimidate people out of causing problems. However, when her friends are in trouble, she's the first one in to resolve the issue--sometimes with fists.

Grace has some mental scars that her friends would know about only if she told them or they witnessed them. Grace sometimes turns a bit feral in  when she sees the blood of someone she cares a lot about, she loses control. There are very few things that can stop her when she's in this state: the death or severe injury of whatever caused the bloodshed, time, her own injuries, or the melody her mother used to sing to her when she was a little girl (she has a music box that sings the tune).

Grace is an Earth Shaper, and can also move trees the way she sees fit. It's rare that anyone can sneak up on her for she can feel footsteps through the Earth and sense turbulance through the leaves of the trees kilometers away. She can make copies of herself, solid, functional copies, but they require her concentration and have been known to send her into a feral rage when her concentration is stretched over too many copies.

She was a very loud and obnoxious child, until her parents went on a vacation and she got lost in a foreign place. She was adopted out into a foster home until she was able to move out on her own and start her own life. She doesn't talk much about her parents, maybe because she doesn't really remember them? She tends to keep her background and emotions close to her heart, not letting anyone she doesn't trust know a damn thing about them.

The reason why Grace can't resist the pink peppermints is because her foster parents would give one to her when she was sad as a little girl.