Skye of Daggerpeak
"Neither honor nor virtue should ever be tarnished for the sake of duty. Let the bards sing of our valor! Let the storybooks call us heroes!"
Skye of Daggerpeak
Rank: Watcher
Appearance: A young, healthy but plain-looking mouse with black fur, Skye faces stigma for her fur color and her missing tail. She is tall and lean, and her nose is long and sensitive. She has small eyes - and poor vision to boot - and her ears aren't very expressive. The young mouse has a tendency to smile whether she's pleased or sad, which makes it hard to tell how she's feeling at times. Skye can look quite fierce and determined once combat begins, however, and her ears and nose are very active when she's alarmed. The volume of her lilting voice and the range of tones Skye commands is quite impressive, and she is a natural singer. The diction she uses is quite educated, though her accent is that of someone from Westercroft. Her teeth seem to have been filed.
Skye wears a hooded white cloak with silver embroidery, and she has a tartan patterned white-and-gray sash to match it. She wears a black-and-white checkered gambeson for armor and carries a halberd - her former mentor's halberd - as her weapon of choice. She does keep a very small knife and a few pouches to carry useful things on her sash, however. She also makes certain to bring her lyre with her wherever she goes.
Personality: As the beloved adopted daughter of minor Westercroft nobles, Skye has been afforded some small luxury in her life. But for a noble, she's rather mindful of the plights of the commoners, and is quite vocal in regards to the need for the Watchers to protect everyone they can.
Skye's mentor, Baldric, died fighting for what he believed in. Though only recently graduated into the rank of Watcher, Skye does her best to honor her mentor's memory. He was honorable, brave, and never stopped adhering to his stringent code of dignity and justice for all. It is a lofty memory to dedicate herself to, but Skye nevertheless wants to be as much like her tutor and dearest friend as she can.
Those that know the young Watcher well would call her passionate. She speaks her mind openly, and denounces injustice where she sees it. In fact, one might say she's
too vocal, and that she's
too protective of all of Gnaw's residents. She believes in the rights of all Gnawers, no matter whether they are rich or poor, of Redfield or the Glen, or even whether they are mice, shrews, or voles. It's going to get her into trouble some day. But her diction is masterful, her choice of words careful, and there is a certain finesse to her intonation and her gesticulation.
Skye's story is a short but sad one. Her biological parents were warriors in the service of the Lord Devlin and Lady Jasmine, minor Westercroft nobles whose charge it was to maintain the hidden mountain outpost of Daggerpeak near the borders of the Spoorwall. Unfortunately, a band of Gnashers found the fort. Her parents fought to protect their lieges, but they died in the raid, as did others. The raiders even cut off little Skye's tail as a cruel joke, as if being left an orphan wasn't cruelty enough. In honor of her parents' sacrifice, Lord Devlin and Lady Jasmine took Skye in as their own child, to be raised alongside their daughter.
The young mouse was not ungrateful for the kindness of her adopted parents (whom she loves dearly), but she nevertheless wished to make a name for herself. Her dreams were enraptured by fantasies of the heroism of the Redwatch, of mice as brave and bold as her birth parents had been. When she came of age she informed her family she would join the Redwatch. They disagreed with the notion at first, but after lengthy discussion they relented.
Skye trained hard -
very hard - to be accepted into the Redwatch. She worked under Baldric of Rosewood, a noble old warrior who still believed in the mission of the Watch. She had some difficulty passing her tests due to her poor eyesight, but she proved a capable servant to the Watcher thanks to sheer determination and a canny mind. It didn't help that she was persuasive. Her mentor became quite proud of his pupil in the end, and was looking forward to giving her an appropriate cloak color.
Unfortunately, a party of rat bandits made a foray into Redfield, and Baldric was among those that went to fight them. He, Skye, and a full patrol marched out to fight them. Baldric was among those that met his demise.
Skye became a proper Watcher, but she regrets that her mentor could not be around to see her now. She hopes to prove herself worthy of her white cloak, and to be at least half the hero he was.
