Well this indentured servant would absolutely stick her sword through your enemies like a toothpick through a barbecue-teriyaki meatball. Lovely ideas close to my heart. Try not to get axed.
The Ninth is a House of tradition and morose piety. Humbleness as a mask for being better than everyone else. I was never good at pretending to be something I wasn’t, and I was better with my weapon than the family who had wielded it for centuries. I also was poisoned as a child, and lived, so THAT was a RIGHT OOPSIE by the many-knuckled clergy.