Retired - Blythe Kincade Mar 16, 2011 14:40:03 GMT -5
Post by blythe on Mar 16, 2011 14:40:03 GMT -5
Account Name: blythe
Display Name: Blythe Kincade
Character Full Name: Blythe Kincade
Birth date: 16 Cloudreach 9:13
Weight: 155lbs. Usually.
Marital status: Single.
Occupation(s): Minor noblewoman, even more minor now she’s an enforced initiate.
Hair: Blythe has striking red hair that is usually a mess even with some care and something of a bird’s nest currently. She wears it to her shoulders and keeps it in a number of braids so it stays out of her face, although this has the effect of making the already lively curls even wavier when she takes them out. For that reason, she only takes the braids out when she bathes and for a quick brush in the mornings.
Eyes: Blythe Kincade has good eyes and knows it; they are hazel, framed with long dark lashes and are quite heavy-lidded. This works to her favour when expressing either boredom or seduction. She has very expressive eyes, and consequently finds it hard to conceal a mood; this does not render her incapable of being duplicitous, however.
Other: As well as good eyes, Blythe has a sweetly shaped rosebud mouth; it is on the small side, but fits with the rest of her features, as they are relatively dainty. Her face is heart-shaped; Blythe is careful to maintain her hair length as allowing it to get too wild or long will diminish the rest of her face.
She has a slim build with some evidence of muscle from her training routine with the squires, although this has grown a little slack recently with her current incarceration, as she thinks of it. Blythe does her best to get enough exercise to avoid falling out of form completely, but is finding it an increasing effort of late.
Weapons: Blythe owns a pair of red steel daggers, hilts bound in blue leather and with the symbol of Edgewater stamped in the pommel. Currently, they are locked in a chest along with the other possessions she owned when she was taken to the Chantry.
Usual Garments/Armor: Currently, robes. Blythe loathes them. She usually wears a pair of trews underneath so she doesn’t feel uncomfortable all the time, and favours hard-soled boots over the softer versions most members of the Chantry wear. She prefers tunics and breeches. Her set of hardened leather armour is in the chest with her daggers, and where Blythe used to be inseparable from it, she is now afraid almost to look at in case it no longer fits.
Inventory: As well as her robes and the chest with her few possessions, Blythe owns a small diary. She has also stowed away a couple of health potions, just in case.
Basic Skill(s): Blythe was raised learning a number of the skills noblewomen are expected to display - as well as several she learned outside the parlour which are not. She can sew competently, dress and cook a kill, apply basic first aid, keep weapons in good shape and can play the violin, although she no longer owns an instrument. Also from the teachings ‘befitting young noblewomen’ she has gained fair ability in dance and how to conduct oneself before other nobles and diplomats. This is not to say she actually practises these teachings all that often.
Trade Skill(s): While Blythe is competent in a number of things, the lack of necessity for a trade means that she has never learnt a particular skill to a level where she can gain coin from it. She has the ability to be diplomatic, although again this is something that does not see frequent use of late.
In-Game Skill(s): With a limited knowledge of first aid, Blythe can make basic elfroot health potions. She is quite persuasive, and can manipulate the simplest locks. This last has been learned in an effort to break the lock of the chest with her belongings. She is also relatively good at being sneaky, as befits a rogue.
Herbalism - Level 1
Lockpicking - Level 1
Stealth - Level 2
Coercion - Level 3
Before she was forced into the Chantry, Blythe was adept with dual-weapon wielding, and was quite good at it; mixing in the grace learned from dance lessons benefited her flowing movement, and also helped her with becoming light-footed enough to avoid detection when pulling pranks on people.
Dual Weapon Training, Dual Weapon Finesse, Dual Weapon Expert, Lethality,Evasion.
Below the Belt, Deadly Strike, Dual Weapon Sweep, Dirty Fighting, Riposte
Blythe embodies every stereotype of the redhead with the fiery temper. She is impulsive, independent and quick to anger, and will leap just as quickly to the defence of her friends; however, she rarely holds a grudge. When not contesting her temper she is genuinely quite thoughtful, albeit fond of playing pranks on anybody who presents a convenient target. Seriousness does not come easily to her, and she can sometimes give the impression that she does not handle responsibility well as a result. However, she is capable of it to some extent.
Currently, her mood can be quite sour, and she prefers to spend as much time with other people as possible to avoid rehashing her and other people’s mistakes in her mind. The serenity of the cloister rarely goes a day without being shattered in some form or another by one of her escapades, and while she has been forced to slow down somewhat lately she dedicates time to planning out her various methods of distraction. Some of the less judgmental sisters of the Chantry have found her to be genuinely compassionate and quite giving when the mood takes her. She has a selfless streak, but prefers not to advertise it as it caused her to end up in the Chantry in the first place.
The current exception in her rule about grudges is her brother, Malone. She has yet to forgive him for pushing her into the situation that caused her to lose Andy and end up being hidden away to avoid causing further ‘embarrassment’ for the Kincades.
Blythe’s outlet for her emotions lies in movement and specifically the forms of combat; unafraid to share her thoughts with anybody unless she has a strong reason to keep a secret, she rarely bottles up emotions, but still finds the practice movements of dagger-play a comfort.
Blythe was born to Aaron and Marie Kincade in the year 9:13, on 15 Cloudreach, and is the youngest of the ‘Kincade litter’; as the only redhead amongst four dark siblings, she stood out right from the start. In comparison to her quieter sisters, Blythe caused noise and trouble before she could even walk, and once she found the use of her legs it wasn’t long before she was joining the rowdier boys of her age in causing headaches for every adult on the Edgewater estate. While the skills considered fit for a noblewoman were taught to her from an early age, it became clear that her strengths lay more in the direction of combat. With four other children to take up the various roles desired of a noble family, Aaron and Marie were prepared to be lenient, and when she reached eight allowed Blythe to take up training alongside the pages - most of whom were the very people who had been her accomplices during her earlier years. While gradually instilled with a sense of discipline regarding weaponry, Blythe’s independent nature ensured that she had various ways of keeping the other trainees on their toes.
Blythe had a reasonably good relationship her siblings to begin with; however, with such an age gap between her and Malone, she has never quite been able to see his point of view, an attitude that persists to the current day. Out of the siblings her favourite was Evelyn, although this was as much for the pranks that could be pulled using her sister’s creations as the enjoyment of spending time with her. Like the rest of her family, Blythe was concerned for Evelyn’s health, but only because she had grown up with everybody around her saying that Evelyn was ‘fragile.’ However, she was more inclined to set this aside than the rest of the family at the time; the little flashes of temper she saw her sister give off from time to time indicated that Evelyn was not as delicate as everyone presumed.
Less than a year after joining the pages, an attack on the Edgewater bannorn brought the first real sting of tragedy to Blythe’s life; Aaron Kincade was killed defending his home. It was a hard loss for the family, and at eight years old all Blythe really understood was that the man who had given her more freedom than most women would ever know was never coming back. Blythe spent a great deal of time crying over his death, and made some hasty plans to avenge him as a young child would. These came to no fruition but spurred her desire to become skilled with her blades. If such a thing ever happened again, she determined, she wanted to be ready to fight.
A few years later, much recovered but still mourning Aaron’s passing, Blythe was informed that Malone’s wife had died. Blythe felt that it was her duty to present a brave face despite her younger years. This instead gave the impression that she did not care much about the death or her brother’s subsequent reclusiveness, and Blythe was subject to some vicious rumours about her apparent cold-bloodedness. That she had convinced people so utterly was surprising to Blythe, as well as upsetting, although she never admitted it. With Abby and Jenna constantly busy, and Malone occupied by mourning his wife, and Evelyn mostly sequestered away ‘for her health’, Blythe began to feel very alone. The other squires were getting old enough to realise that she held a position above them and started to cool their friendships; this served to make Blythe more irritable and snappish during practice, which pushed them away further. She could have ended up an embittered child if not for the emergence of an unexpected friendship with one of the squires as some of the others withdrew; a son of a local blacksmith, and soon one of her best friends, Andrew Banvard. Between him and another squire named Erick, the pair brought Blythe back to her usual spirits and she continued her training in earnest, still occasionally coaxing Evelyn out of her laboratory but for the most part unconcerned by the gradual absence of her siblings from her life.
During the Blight, the Edgewater bannorn began to take in refugees. Blythe was largely uninvolved in this, although she did go and talk to a few, wanting to hear as much about Ostagar and the encroaching darkspawn hoarde as possible. At seventeen, she felt she was old enough and well-trained enough to start protecting her family and home properly, and as a result tried to learn about the darkspawn so she would know how to fight them. She therefore became enraged when the threat came not from darkspawn, but from Loghain’s men as the Civil War reached their bannorn, and she was kept in the keep with the rest of the family, as well as Andy and Erick who had been charged with protesting them. She spent most of the time severely testing everybody’s patience by trying to escape, wanting to join the fighting outside, and fought with Andy and Erick when they would not let her out. She eventually stopped when she realised how much she was distressing her mother, but continued to fume until they were allowed back out after the fighting was over. As far as she was concerned it was a missed opportunity to prove herself, and she was angriest at Andy for being her closest friend and apparently not able to see this. However, as usual her anger didn’t last long, and it was less than a month after the attack that she forgave him. Although true to form, she made him work for it first.
Over time, her relationship with Andy developed; while initially denying her feelings for her fellow squire, Blythe eventually conceded that she felt a great deal for him and the two began a liaison away from prying eyes that boded well for both; after a few kisses, the two eventually slept together before Andy accompanied Malone to Denerim for a month. This period of separation did nothing to cool the feelings that had sprung up between them and Blythe after a great deal of internal struggle came to realise that she loved him. With Malone’s permission, the two were set to court officially upon Andy’s return.
However, events did not pan out as planned. Malone caught them kissing in such a way that he knew instantly the extent of their relationship so far and confronted the pair about it angrily. While she shouted right back at Malone, Blythe was old enough to know by this point what her brother would suggest - an arranged marriage - and panicked. She knew that she and Andy couldn’t last in such a relationship and made a decision on the spot to save Andy from losing the potential for a happy future - both as a knight and a husband - by claiming she had manipulated him. The full force of Malone’s wrath landed on her and the day was not out before she was bundled off to the Chantry, with a small chest of her possessions and a single guard to ensure she arrived. Blythe felt she had lost everything and - as the bouts of nausea that had been plaguing her for a fortnight indicated - gained something she had never truly expected to have.
Her stubborn nature has as yet prevented her from telling anybody that she is carrying Andy’s child.
Blythe has been cloistered away for two months at this point, constantly rebelling against Chantry life and her orders, refusing to accept that she is expected at some point to take vows. With nowhere else to go, she has not attempted escape yet, but with the arrival of a certain piece of news she is beginning to make her plans to head on to Highever...