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Clementine Grayson

" elegance is refusal. "

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a character in “Reign of the Usurper”, as played by jinsoulie

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xxxCLEMENTINE x GRAYSON
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"And though she be but little, she is fierce."
- William Shakespeare




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n i c k n a m e s x // x Clem

a g e x // x21

g e n d e r x // xFemale

s e x u a l i t y x // xHeterosexual

o r i g i n x // xRiverlands

t i t l e x // xLady of the Riverlands






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D E C O R U S


h e i g h t x // x5'3"

w e i g h t x // x110lbs

h a i r x // xHer hair is long bond curls that is usually styled in a princess ponytail.

e y e s x // xblue

o d d i t i e s x // xIn the summer, the sun causes freakless to form across her face.

a p p e a r a n c e x // xLike the rest of her siblings, Clementine is a striking young blonde woman who's gentle features are quick to entice. Her body has a clear hourglass figure thanks to years of waist training and corsets, and it makes her look a lot smaller than she is. However, she carries herself with a certain highness and charisma that she makes up for her height; or lack of. Not only that, but she appears to be a natural strutting around in a grand dress.






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F O R T I T U D O
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s e d u c t i o n x // x Clementine is pretty, and she's very aware of that fact. Armed with beauty and a way with words, she's able to charm a man into getting her whatever she desires.

a r t x // x Being raised to at least have a few lady-like qualities, she was found to have a natural talent for drawing and painting. Around the family home, there a lot of portraits hung up that were painted by her.

c l o s e c o m b a tx // x Of course, it's important to feminine, but Clementine desired to have at least one way to defend herself. Swords and the like were banned by mother, so her elder brothers trained her to be able to use a dagger. Now, she wears hairpin daggers in situations that may lead to a fight.



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l a c k o f s e l f - c o n t r o l x // x Ever since she was young, she's always struggled not to act on her impulses. Now she's grown up, that's still just as prevelant as it was back then.

a c h a r m e r x // x It's never a good thing to swoon over a handsome face. It often leads her into trouble, and has given her a reputation to be




M E T U M
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f a l l i n g i n l o v e x // x Seeing and understanding how the marriage of her parents worked as she grew older, it was something that never seemed like a pleasent experience. No, she'd much prefer to just have fun and mess around for as long as she could.

w a rx // x The tension is the Kingdom is not a well kept secret. Clementine is aware of it, and is afraid of it. Every domain had a vendetta for someone one way and another, and she hopes that it won't come crubling down around them.






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P E R S O N A L I T A T E
xxxxxxxxxxxxx charismatic xx flirty xx evasive xx reckless x


First and foremost, Clementine is a consummate flirt. Ask anyone who has ever met her, and it's probably the first thing that will come to mind. While most women might consider that a stain on their reputation, Clementine doesn't care for their thoughts. A man may flirt and pursue, why can't she? If she were a crass flirt, perhaps her father might have more to say about it, but it's one of the few realms where Clementine can show restraint, and turn from audacious flirt to coyly charming. If she wants a man, she'll sing whichever song she needs to get him. While Clementine can be warm and charming to the people she likes, getting past this charming exterior is rather difficult. Having witnessed her parents' relationship, Clementine isn't inclined to emotional intimacy and probing questions bounce off her with a witty comment or a wry smile. Had Clementine been a man, she would have been a gifted politician. She's an intelligent young woman, it's just not something she always shows in a traditional sense. She weaves through the court with ease, something she couldn't do if she lacked social intelligence. She is far from the perfect agent her mother might desire though. There's a stubborn, reckless streak that runs through her. She gets her stubbornness from her mother, resilience and a need to see something through. Unfortunately, the phrase 'choose your battles wisely' means nothing to Clementine. If she wants something or someone, you can be sure that she'll see it through to a conclusion, consequences be damned.






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H I S T O R I A R U M


The first girl is always the pride and joy. She was expected to be the final child, but a surprise baby just under a year later certainly took the limelight away. Indeed, her and her sister were brought up side by side, but Faye was quiet and favoured more by father. Clementine was Elizabeth's little doll, her golden child, and she enjoyed the role just fine for most of her childhood. Both her and her sister were taught how to be proper ladies while the boys trained to be warriors. Elizabeth taught her how to paint, while Robert took the rest of the siblings out on the rivers. This made her feel isolated, yet in a way, special.

Being like a puppet on a string for so long was enough to make anyone want to push boundaries and see just how much they were able to get away with. Clementine was no exception to this rule. In her later teenage years, she began to stray from the lady-like ways of "being seen and not heard" and began to find new interests. Interests like men, and drinking, and fighting. Men and drinking were two things that were easy to obtain, but the fighting was a little more difficult. It took months of convincing her brothers to train her in basic knife-wielding. All the begging and persisting and general whiny sisterly nagging eventually made them cave, and she learned basic training to defend herself. After all, the situation she put herself in sometimes may require it.

Another reason for her outbursts of rebellion was the clear tension at home. Elizabeth often confided in her daughter, telling her stories of her young love, and how she would never adore a man as much as she adored the King. A young Lady would soon come to understand that her parent's marriage was just for show and reputation. Elizabeth taught her that love was something and wasn't easy, and could lead to years of pain for more than just one person.





h e x c o d e x // x #ff954f x // x f a c e c l a i m x // x Holliday Grainger x // x c r e a t o r x // x jinsoulie x // x c s x // x Scar.-

So begins...

Clementine Grayson's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Westerly Castillon Character Portrait: Declan Castillon Character Portrait: Desmond Castillon Character Portrait: Bastion Thorne Character Portrait: Amara Thorne Character Portrait: Kester Thorne Character Portrait: Callum Mercier Character Portrait: Brynlee Mercier Character Portrait: Adelina Mercier Character Portrait: Avery Thatcher Character Portrait: Isabel Daverny Character Portrait: Audric Daverny Character Portrait: Sigrid Chambers Character Portrait: Laurence Chambers Character Portrait: Col Cavalier Character Portrait: Isolde Cavalier Character Portrait: Emery Rivers Character Portrait: Elira Chambers Character Portrait: Alec Chambers Character Portrait: Adriana Thatcher Character Portrait: Elliot Thatcher Character Portrait: Clementine Grayson Character Portrait: Warrick Grayson Character Portrait: Faye Grayson Character Portrait: Garrett Grayson

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As the young Lord Avery offered her a smile that was more of a facade than anything, Adelina took a moment to recall the details of each suitor, male and female, her mother and father had gone over with she and her siblings. The only point that really stood out in her mind about Avery Thatcher was the whispers of a change in the lord some years ago that no one had ever been able to explain.

Opening her mouth to ask about his family’s farmlands, she was stopped short when all eyes were turned to Bastion Thorne, walking into the dining room without an escort and pulling out Westerly’s chair, even though she was being escorted by Col. Although she felt for her childhood playmate and the awkward situation the bold action had surely put her in, Addy couldn’t help the small smirk that danced along the corner of her lips. After all this was essentially a competition and everyone knew the Thorne’s were out to play.

”Cheeky bastard.” She muttered under her breath, along with a small scoff and a shake of her head.

While she couldn’t remember much about Lord Avery, there was plenty to be said of Lord Bastion, who seemed to be the equal if she and her brother had been born mixed in the womb.

The scrape of a chair brought Adelina’s focus back to her escort as he pulled out her seat towards the head of the first table, only a seat away from her sister on one side, and Prince Declan on the other. While the king to be was handsome, of course, she wasn’t too interested in shy and soft spoken. In fact, both the men to her right probably would have gotten along much better with Bryn in the romantic way, although Lord Avery seemed like a kind man and perhaps would make a great friend. Especially if he enjoyed animals and nature as much as she hoped he did from living in the farmlands.

“Lady Adelina, won’t you tell me a little about what you like to do in your pass-time? Perhaps we have come common ground.” Addy looked down to see that he was filling her goblet up with red wine, which she loved, and smiled as her eyes traveled back up to his handsome face.

“I actually have been wanting to ask you of your family’s land, Lord Avery. I love the outdoors. My brother and I run the trail outside of our walls every morning and I think my favorite part is always seeing which little creatures decide to join me when we reach our resting spot. Being up North we of course get caribou and foxes. I’ve even seen the occasional Polar Bear.” Addy knew she was rambling but didn’t really care, and from the corner of her left eye she could see Brynlee look over and shake her head out of what Adelina could only guess was exasperation. Picking up her glass and taking down a gulp, she turned back and asked, [color#5ECA86]”What sorts of animals do you run into where you reside? I’m curious as to if I’ve seen them all!”[/color]

After taking down another gulp, Adelina lifted her eyes to see Callum walking over with Lady Adriana on his arm and the two already in conversation. How fitting for him to ask her escort’s sister, and… of course to come and take the seat across from her. Flitting her eyes to the left, she was reminded that Princess Westerly also sat near the seat Cal had chosen. Although she was next to positive that his choice had to do with herself being there and not with the princess, the coincidence was almost too much to handle. Her lips curved into another smile as she braced herself for the awkwardness that was her brother with women.

“Lord Callum, I have heard of your skill on the battlefield and the respect you’ve earned from your men. I must say that is rather admirable. You must truly take your job seriously. Do you enjoy it as well? It is amazing when duty lines up with passion. It makes the duties easier,” Lady Adriana’s voice cut through the haze Callum was in while concentrating on the chair across from his youngest sister, silently praying no one else would take it before he could get there. His face gave away no anxiety, however.

Reaching the table, he pulled one chair back for Lady Adriana before taking a seat himself and turning to answer her question. “Thank you, m’lady. I would be nothing without my men, however.” Making quick eye contact with Adelina, he dipped his head into an acknowledging nod and found two full glasses, setting them in front of both he and Adriana. “Being able to serve the King and my father in battle is one of my greatest prides. I hear you’re quite good with a bow yourself. Perhaps you and my sister, Adelina, would get along well in practice.”

Callum’s eyes looked over the lady’s face, taking note of how breathtaking she really was. It made him nervous. Moving his hands under the table, he began to wring his fingers together - bam!. His eyes jerked upwards to find Addy giving him a side eye after kicking his leg. A not-so-gentle reminder to take a deep breath and calm down.

“I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t interrupt!” Adelina interjected, “But should you ever want to go out in the early mornings and do a little practice with me I would love that! Callum here may be a wizard with a sword, but with a bow he lacks a bit. I’ve taught him all I can.” Her laughter carried down the table, reaching where Brynlee was sat with Alec Chambers.

Rolling her eyes at her younger sister’s volume, Brynlee turned her attention back to her escort. “I would love some wine, my lord. Thank you.” He certainly was a handsome man, but there was something nagging her. A rumor she’d heard passed through the lands about him. His interest in men. Not that it particularly bothered her, she just wasn’t particularly wanting to fall for someone who would rather take her brother to bed. Maybe she would gain a great friend in him. ”So, Lord Alec, I hear of your love for plants and herbalism is great. I do so love admiring the scenery when I’m out riding.”