Editing Grey Isbold (section)

==Personality==
[[Maricica]] described her as "sour" person.<ref name=":1">“The court of Dark Fall is the court of the wretched, if not the most piteous and powerful,” Guilherme said.  “When a Faerie of another court is cursed to carry a scrabbling rodent in her womb for every rodent born in her country, the penalty of a game lost or offending the wrong noble, she might crawl to the court of Dark Fall, to seek assistance and to become a different kind of Fae that can bear the curse and still function.”<br><br>“Grey Isbold,” Maricica said, like she was amused.  “Poor thing.  I did like her, as sour as she could be.  She went and got herself banished to Canada of your New World, of all places.  Nearly ten million kilometers squared of mice and rats being born, matching lives finding shape in her womb.  I suspect that was the intended final play, from the moment she scoffed at a comment from a young Faerie in the Bright Spring court.  The offended Fae became a princess, and her fate was sealed from then on.”<br><br>“How does that not devastate the ecosystem?” Lucy asked.<br><br>Maricica’s voice was a whisper.  “They grow inside her, they scratch and writhe, they’re eventually born, and they dart into dark corners, where they summarily disappear.  Their job is done, you see.  She’s learned to manage them, in more ways than the one.  My home court is one of transformations and curses.  I do think it’s the most interesting and subtle.” - [https://palewebserial.wordpress.com/2020/06/13 Excerpt] from [[Stolen Away 2.2]]</ref>

In combat, she was "frenzied" but driven by subtle instinct.<ref name=":0">“Attack,” Johannes said.  “''Arthild''.”<br><br>His pet Faerie went on the attack.  Her features distorted, and she swelled in size.  A rat, big enough to fill a smaller room, hair sparse, flesh purple with the veins just beneath the surface, stomach bloated and writhing.<br><br>One of the darker faerie, a lucky find, his ace in the hole.  He’d spent four months screwing with the rat population until <em>something</em> took notice.  He’d expected a spirit, he’d picked up the faerie instead.  One from the winter court, the sunless court.<br><br>The shining man dodged her charge.  She was mad, frenzied, and there was a deeper instinct driving her actions.  On colliding with the wall, her bloated stomach was compressed.  Fluids and rodents spewed from her nether regions, flooding much of the room.  - [https://pactwebserial.wordpress.com/2015/01/03/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 14]]</ref>
===Relationships===
[[Maricica]] claimed to have known and liked her, despite her disposition.<ref name=":1" />