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Background
A second cousin to the main line of House Romante, she has zero political pull and very little by way of possessions, except what her Uncle Symon left to her after his death. Now, to find a Knight to finish her training. Surely there is someone who will do it.
Family to the Queen is a Big Deal! Well, unless you are a second cousin, then it seems not so much a big deal to Kaicee, for she rarely goes to see the Queen though that is probably more her fault than anyone else's. Her father is cousin to one of the lines of the Romante House, his name is Roman Romante and he is a knight, having trained and been knighted by one in the direct line. He married in an arranged match a lady of one of the smaller vassal houses of the Tarris, many years ago.
It was a match that did little or nothing for relations between the houses, for they were too far down the line to be of much import. It worked for the two though, they found happiness eventually and created a family of their own with Kaicee as the oldest of three. When Kaicee was born, of course they may have been disappointed that she was a female but not a word one was ever mentioned to her about it. She was the only child for several years, though eventually was followed by a son and then very soon after, another son.
During the time Kaicee was an only child, she idolized her father and followed him everywhere he allowed her to go and he would teach her how to use weapons like his, though smaller ones. She proved to be quite adept at the blade moreso than any other, so he focused more fully on that one while he taught her. They would go out hunting and he would teach her how to track animals and to watch for small changes, areas out of place in the forest or on the beach and soon she was talented at tracking animals. She had no problem in hunting them, in skinning them and eventually learned how to cook them even while away from home.
Determined to walk in his footsteps, she begged and pleaded for him to allow her to be a page to his best friend and brother, Symon who was married though the marriage had produced only one child who had contracted an illness at the age of five and perished. When Symon agreed, Kaicee was beside herself with joy for she would get to page and eventually squire and would not be sent far from her beloved family to do so! She was set firmly on the path she wanted to follow when the younger two brothers came along.
Kaicee had less time to spend at home as she traveled with her Uncle Symon and she learned while she polished armor, groomed horses and practiced, practiced, practiced. By the time she was seventeen, she was well on her way towards knighthood, adept with her blade, riding horses and living in tents when necessary. There was an impromptu battle, unexpected, and when they got alerted to the coming enemy she had hurriedly donned her armor her father had insisted on buying her even though it was terribly expensive for the cheapest he could get. Her blade also was well made, though cheap, for she was only a squire.
There was a bloodbath and Kaicee was sliced on her upper arm but it was not a deadly wound. Unfortunately, for her Uncle Symon, his was. He perished in the battle leaving Kaicee without a Knight to train her and with a broken heart for she had loved him as a second father. With no surviving children of his own, he has left her his weapons, shield and his horse. His armor was too much for her, so it goes to her father.
Now, she must attempt to seek out a Knight who is willing to train, in his own way, someone who had learned most of their training under someone else. Not an easy task to do, find someone to take on and finish the training and then Knight one who you had not bonded with during the page and early squire years. To find someone to trust her to their personal belongings, their horses, their very lives, without knowing much about her. She must do it though and she was determined to be Knighted so she could dedicate it to Sir Symon Romante.
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When a knight won his spurs, in the stories of old,
He was gentle and brave, he was gallant and bold;
With a shield on his arm and a lance in his hand
For his God and for valor he rode through the land.
No charger have I, and no sword by my side,
Yet still to adventure and battle I ride,
Though back into story land giants have fled,
And the knights are no more and the dragons are dead.
Let faith be my shield and let joy be my steed
'Gainst the dragons of anger, the ogres of greed;
And let me set free, with the sword of my youth,
From the castle of darkness the power of truth.
Luxurious curls the brilliant color of sunbeams dancing through honey tumble down to her mid-back in fragrant and silky waves, framing an oval face with brows arched over almond shaped, vivid, green eyes, an aquiline nose and full lips. Most times, her hair is kept in a braid, out of her face and out of the way. Her features are average, enhanced by a flawless, ivory complexion.
With a height just shy of five feet and five inches, she is petite without being overly short except for the slight flaring of muscles in her arms from her life as a squire.
Slender shoulders and a defined collarbone are covered by marginally oversized tunic in the colors of House Cassomir, though a darker, deeper red, worn over leggings in dark blue that have a slightly loose fit as well, hiding her figure quite effectively.
There may or may not be boots worn over the bottoms of the leggings for she is as likely to be barefoot as she is to be shod.
I am only who I can be, and that is my self.
I accept my limitations and strive not to be the best,
but to be all I am able and perhaps just a little better than I was the day before.
-Kaicee
- Dislikes Shoes: Whenever possible, Kaicee kicks off her boots and walks around barefoot. It has been something since she was a child that she preferred the feel of the sand beneath her feet than the soles of shoes.
- Inquisitive: Asking questions is the only way to get answers and Kaicee is very curious and willing to learn so she has plenty of questions to ask.
- Playful: Practical Jokes? Being a comedian? Impulsive games? Yeah, that's Kaicee, she enjoys laughing and will do anything to gain one from others, even if she has to be silly to do it.
- Friend Zone: One thing on her mind and that is becoming a knight. Romance falls a distant.. very distant.. last. Not to say boys have not been interested in the past, but she has her eye on the prize. She friend zones everyone, men and women alike.
[Making Love (Out of Nothing At All)] | I can make tonight forever, Or I can make it disappear by the dawn; And I can make you every promise that has ever been made, And I can make all your demons be gone. But I'm never gonna make it without you. Do you really want to see me crawl? And I'm never gonna make it like you do. Making love out of nothing at all. |
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Iridescent | When you were standing in the wake of devastation. When you were waiting on the edge of the unknown. And with the cataclysm raining down, insides crying save me now. You were there impossibly alone. Do you feel cold and lost in desperation? You build up hope but failure's all you've known. Remember all the sadness and frustration.. And let it go, let it go. And in the burst of light that blinded every angel. As if the sky had blown the heavens into stars. You felt the gravity of temper grace falling into empty space. No one there to catch you in their arms. Do you feel cold and lost in desperation? You build up hope but failure's all you've known. Remember all the sadness and frustration… And let it go, |
Count on Me | If you're tossin' and you're turnin' And you just can't fall asleep. I'll sing a song beside you. And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me. Every day I will remind you. You'll always have my shoulder when you cry, I'll never let go, never say goodbye. You can count on me like 1, 2, 3, I'll be there. And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4, 3, 2, You'll be there. 'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do. |
Thank You | Thank you for being a friend. Traveled down the road and back again. Your heart is true you're a pal and a confidant. I'm not ashamed to say I hope it always will stay this way. My hat is off, won't you stand up and take a bow. |
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Relationships
Uncle-Former Knight, he left me, though he did not choose to. I failed him.. I did not save him, I was unable. It haunts me still.. I was too late.