Name: Gwyneth Howell
Age: 39
House of Origin: Bretonia
Who are you?: I am a native of and refugee from Planet Leeds. For many years, I worked as an environmental protection engineer, to try to keep Leeds' atmosphere habitable. During the Gallic occupation, my organization was furloughed indefinitely. As a result of surface skirmishes by Gallic troops and the mounting environmental hazards, my family has perished and I am what remains of them.
The Enclave demolished my life's work, and the Bretonian government is what prolonged that Sisyphean cycle of pollution and cleanup that has consumed my life up until now. Leeds is dead, and must stay dead as a reminder of the follies of unchecked industrialization and war to all humanity. However many years I have left after breathing fumes and wading through sludge, I would dedicate them in service to the punishers of Bretonia, of the Enclave, and of the captains of industry.
A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay,
brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.
