Octesian.

Yup. Your turn.

I sit not with my fathers,
I lie not in stately tomb,
I stand not with fellow daughter,
I flew not from my doom.
Who am I?

Susan? Jadis? Jadis's sister?

Jadis' sister is correct!

I disobeyed orders,
Yet in the end,
the results helped save the day.
Who am I?

Jill!

Yup!

Yay!

Though I'm the firstborn, I'm quite immature
I may appear well-mannered, but I'm not really
Along with these traits, I have a problem with patience and a real temper
In the end, it earned me a title of which I am rather ashamed of (eve though I did deserve it)
Who am I?

Uh... Rabadash?

Rats! Made it too easy!
Your turn, Jaygee!

I emit light,
My beard reaches my feet,
I am tall.
Who am I?

Ramandu? Father Time?

Ramandu is correct.

Ooh, yay!

Too big yet too tempting
For one that I knew.
Too small and a curse for him
Before he was through.
Too strong to be broken,
Dissolved, or to bend,
And no one would take me
At my story’s end.
What am I?