Kethryn's Character Sheet - page 3 |
HOBBIES/INTERESTS - dancing, swordplay, riding, reading, walking the
Moonpaths
OTHER ABILITIES - singer (she has a lovely well trained soprano),
pocket picking (something she learned on the streets as a child), scaling
walls, actually all around getting into places other people would not touch
with a ladder and a grappling hook
BACKGROUND INFO– Keth’s father, a full drow, Recognized her
mother when a band of them were pillaging her village Keth’s mother,
Breeanna, was even married at the time to another man who left her
for good after that, claiming that she was a whore not worthy to be his
wife. Breeanna, being nobody’s fool, cut her losses, looted what she could
from the village and walked to her Uncle’s keep in Soale Quallentsi. She
had Keth there, telling everyone that Keth was the product of rape to make
it more acceptable for humans to accept. Since Breeanna was minor
nobility and bent on doing her duty, Keth did learn all the intricacies of
court life; the etiquette, the deadly pitfalls, etc. Allowed to roam free almost
at will when she was through with her court lessons, she did, not realizing
that her mother gave her that freedom so she would not have to face a
daughter that grew more elven and more foreign every day. Keth grew up,
learning to be a princess on one hand and also running the streets and the
forest like any peasant. The only thing that her mother ever flat out
insisted on was that Keth follow the Goddess. When Keth developed
her empathic powers and found out exactly what torment she was causing
her mother, she left home. Breeanna gave her Nightshade, some
money, and, more importantly, a slot with a Blade Singer’s apprentice.
Neither one of them ever looked back.
PERSONALITY - Almost animal shy wildness to her nature, once you
convince her that she can trust you, she is loyal to the point of naiveté.
She would rather die than hurt or be hurt by someone she has an emotional
bond with so she does not let anyone too close. Quicksilver temper but
doesn’t really hold grudges. Stubborn and proud, she hates to admit when
she is wrong and hates to apologize even more. Tends to be brood, if you
leave her alone too long she can sink herself into a deep depression or
let her imagination run wild with all sorts of “freak you out” thoughts. She
will NEVER admit it but her greatest fear is being left alone. When she does
love though, she puts her whole heart and soul into it, never
stinting or holding anything back
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