Princess Kace Redrain
I don't have time for your wibbling! There are three fields left to plow, crops to sow, the cows need milking, and if Peter is napping in the hayloft again, then I have to work in an ass-kicking, too! Grab those men and get to the north field or you'll be joining him!
Description: At 5'10", Kace is quite tall for her gender. She carries herself well, with confidence and a natural air of leadership that is expected to accompany one of her rank. She has a strong face with mixed features; thick, arched brows over almond-shaped eyes, a nose that is perhaps a bit broad for her face and seems to have been broken in the past, a generous mouth that seems a bit small for her, and a strong jaw with a delicately pointed chin. Her eyes are an unusual light amber color that almost seem to flash gold or copper in the right lights or moods. Her hair is long and a fiery scarlet red that seems almost unnatural, lightened by the sun from a much deeper auburn. She tends to wear her hair loose when not working, but alwys with a braid danging down from either temple, steel beads etched with shamanistic designs decorating the braids and a few other locks of hair here and there. Her figure is robust, hard work in fields both of battle and farming shaping her muscle to steel beneath that ivory skin that never seems to darken, only chafe. Her face carries three distinct scars, the deepest and thickest of them running diagonally down from her forhead towards her jaw, crossing her left eye and cheek, with another slighter scar at both her left temple curving down towards her ear, and her right chek in a wicked line that angles towards the corner of her mouth.
Personality: Kace grew up friendly but serious, taking her responsbilities to heart and letting it instill in her a deep sense of duty and honor. She lived life to the fullest, working hard and playing hard, even after marriage and motherhood should have tempered her. The loss of her siblings and husband took a toll, however. Where she was once gregarious and outgoing, loss and grief have made her quiet and introspective. Kace Redrain was a woman of great emotions and passions, and somewhere inside they still exist, bottled up and repressed by heartache and sorrow. She is slowly learning to be that woman again, however, one step at a time. Kace has been all work and no play for too long and that down-to-earth but fun-loving woman is starting to peek through again.
Background: While the rest of her siblings seemed to be made for war, Kace made her mark on the land itself. Oh she could fight alongside her more illustrious siblings, but she'd always preferred simpler things. Working the land, tending the flocks and herds. She worked hard to ensure that Redrain's harvests and herds kept the fealty in food through harsh winters and harsher wars.
She married young, her father arranging for Tomas Velenosa to marry in to Redrain shortly after her twentieth birthday. They had a pair of children quickly, two boys named Ciaran and Braden, then settled into a steady life at Farhaven. The death of her siblings Fergus and Freya, then later Anze, drew her to Arx for the funerals though she didn't stay after any of them, instead returning to her own family in Farhaven.
When the call to arms came for Stormwall, Kace and her husband both answered, but only Kace made it back. Having spent the last months in mourning for her husband, its only now that Kace and her boys are making the trip to Arx to finally rejoin her family.
|Jamie||Down to earth, and doesn't stand on formalities. I feel a great sense of loss in her, but also a great sense of life. I, too, have lost, and I, too, struggle to learn to live again. Somehow, I think she would understand.|
|Ludovic||A woman I feel at home speaking with; she is deeply of the earth, and understands the wonder of it. I see the unyielding nature of the northern mountains in her words, and yet the subtle understanding of the needs of the people.|
|Mabelle||The Red Princess is back, but she seems far more lively than I last saw her. Perhaps she lost the monkey on her shoulder, either way, I welcome the change.|
|Raimon||A tall and beautiful woman with the most striking scarlet red hair and a quite excellent animal companion. Knowledgable about spirits, as well, which I must confess is entirely intriguing|
|Venturo||Protector of The Oak Tree, Princess of Rowdiness and Spirits of Multiple Types, there is no doubt she is a northerner through and through. While I ponder that a night of drinking with her might lead to broken bones, whatever happens? I have no doubt it will be a grand story... if I'm able to remember it.|