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I wanna be a crystal gem, ma
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It's been a bad week and it's only wednesday
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EY YO SENPAI NOTICE ME
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Joane pretended to be stung by her father's words, mock horror at none of the princes wanting her. "Father, you are too cruel! They'd grace my presence, but I'm certain that they'd find I'm too much of a person for them to stand me for long. I think the one that will have the hardest time finding a partner will be our dearest brother, if I may be honest. Unless he marries a lady from the North, they will both be too passive to do much."

And with that Sigurd let out a curt 'lets' go' and marched the family towards the palace. As they entered, his majesty rose to greet the Northerners. Joane did a curtsy and murmured a quick, "your grace".

"Your family looks to be in good health today, your majesty. I'd hope that the tourney goes as well as your perceived health, but I'm afraid that nothing can be quite that good." Joane said with a polite smile, clearly trying to butter up the king with kind words. While their son was sick, it would be good to say that they looked healthy, even if they actually weren't. A Southerner trick, certainly, but preening your allies' ego never hurt anyone.

Jace Fisher

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"Do excuse me; would you care to help me carry something? I'll pay you well. It won't take too long, don't worry, I just need you to carry something from further along this square down to the tourney ground and you look strong enough to carry it without it bothering you too much."

Jace should be impressed at the coin, she figured, but she'd stolen far more than that from the knight's purse. Eh, it was spending money and something to do at the very least. Plus, she bet she could make his eyes pop out of his head by saying that she was a squire and carried heavier for the sake of her knight. He'd thought that she'd give up on carrying such heavy things. She just kept at it, and soon she was stronger than him due to his continued pigheadedness and idiocy.

"You got it sir! What do you need carried? It can't be any heavier than my knight's plate armor for the tourney, so I'm pretty sure you got lucky in picking your errand boy." Well that could have been done with a bit more tact, but whatever. It got the point across. "Say mister, you were talking about betting on knights earlier? I'd bet on none of 'em. They're not going to go full out unless you know that they have something to lose besides face. So they're not going to try their hardest here. They'll all look flashy, but don't be fooled. I've seen them do better when they're not showing off."
Things on my end have finally stopped exploding so I'll get a post up tomorrow come hell or high water. It'll include Joane AND Jace. That'll get Jace convo partner unblocked so hopefully it'll get some more action up in here.

Again, I'm sorry for not posting but I've had kind of a rough week mental health wise and didn't want to commit to this. But now I am committed and ready to post!
It's not a problem. If anything that sort of what I wanted? To have someone interact with her to get more posts going.
Posted. Jace is open for interaction. With anyone. I uh, didn't really want to go over everyone's posts to see where they were...
Jace Fisher


"I forbid it."

"It's just a tourney-"

"That all the Houses are coming to see. Even the Northerners are here and usually they're all too busy wrestling bears to care about the rest of the world. Besides, Squires here are meant to clean the knight's armor and swords. Not to fight."

"But I could-"

"No," the knight said, folding his arms over his barrel-like chest as if to signal to Jace that the conversation was completely over. "Now go finish polishing my armor before I have to put up with any more womanly whining from you."

Jace glared at him as he left the room, and she stuck out her tongue at him like a child. She sighed, standing up to try and explore the town a bit more before the tourney started. She'd already done the armor and sword polishing, opting for work over sleep so that she could wheedle the knight into letting her try and fight. It didn't work out in her favor, but now she had some time to kill. Even if he could complain about how she did the polishing, she'd probably be long gone. It'd delay her knighthood more, but at the rate she was going with making friends with the other knights, she'd get recommended for knighthood sooner or later.

It was all just a big long waiting game and she hated it. Wait until this happens. Now wait until this fortunate thing happens. Could be five years could be never, and Jace wasn't eager to wait too much longer. Eventually she'd get discovered and she at least wanted to make it to knighthood before she got executed for being evil or whatever.

So she went out into town, hands in her pockets and whistling while people moved around her. She liked the pace of the city, it was always something exciting as a opposed to the castle or the village she grew up in. Really, village was overstating it, but that's the only word that came to mind to describe it.

Here, she could blend into the crowd if she wanted. Just another face among millions, but eventually she'd be a knight and get all the perks to go with it. Death was certainly going to happen, and whether it was to enemy or execution didn't matter so much as getting to be a knight and pulling one over on those stupid nobles who insisted that women couldn't. It was stupid. Women probably saw more blood in their entire lives than men did in one war.

She looked over a butcher's stand, dangling all sorts of meat to try and attract the visiting nobles and busy servants. It wasn't something she wanted to buy, but it gave her purpose to look over all the various items available for sale. Plus, it was far enough out of the castle that the knight couldn't chase her down and yell at her yet.
I'm still here. It's just been a little crazy. I ended up doing a long car ride today, and I'll have to do it again tomorrow. I'm working on a post for Jace, I promise.

"I will live my life how I want. If no one agrees with it, then they can get over it, because I will never give up my life and how it is now."


Name:
Jaera "Jace" Fisher

Age:
Twenty two years of age.

Titles:
Squire

Origin:
outskirts of Caerleon

Allegiance:
House Ralei

Family:


Personality:
A loyal member of the knights, Jace is a rather straightforward individual. Jace prefers actions to words and would rather get something done than hear nobles squabble over it for hours at a time. Jace's bluntness often results in trouble, even if that bluntness comes from a kind place. Jace trains often, preferring to hone her skills of the blade in order to fufill her dream of being in the Kingsguard one day. She also recognizes that what she's doing could get her killed, if not on the battlefield then by a noble insulted by her lies. She simply doesn't seem to care, as long as she is able to do what she loves. She is actually very polite spoken when in formal settings, still blunt, but often eased with many pleases and thank yous. Around people she knows fairly well, her more rural accent comes out and her words tend to slur together. Often times, when she speaks with her accent, people ask her to repeat things they didn't understand the first time.

Background:
Born on the outskirts of Caerleon, she was raised by two farmers. "Jaera", or Jace, was content to remain with her family. Until she saw a knight in action when she was five years old. She followed the knight around whenever they arrived in town, and when she was six she managed to scrape up the courage to talk to him. She told him that she wanted to be a knight too, and was told by the knight that girls can't be knights. They're too afraid of blood and weak.

This of course, had the opposite effect on young Jace. She'd been mistaken for a boy before, when she had decided to childishly cut all of her hair off, so why couldn't she try and see how far that lie could be taken? She cut her hair off and tried to enter a tourney, but the knight she'd previously admired caught her. He insisted that she couldn't be a knight, and she kept trying to be one anyway.

Eventually, he relented and trained her some, hoping that she'd grow tired of the training to become a knight quickly and decide to settle down with a family of her own and his tasks he required her to do were increasingly pointless and effort intensive. However, her skills with a sword grew by leaps and bounds and he reluctantly admitted that he would help her become a squire, because the House needed good swordsmen on their side.

Thus, Jace became a page to the house through the sponsor of the knight, and has trained rigorously to become a knight while balancing cleaning and taking care of her rude knight's armor. After she became a squire, she redoubled her efforts to become a knight, now closer than ever to her goal. She hopes to become a knight after the tourney, which would set her ahead of her plan by a large margin, and make her that much closer to becoming a Kingsguard.


Joane smiled at Isla's comment. Together they walked up the steps arm in arm, and Sigurd had a comment about Isla's teasing comment about how he played poltics poorly. Sigurd reminded Joane that this was an important festival and that it was a huge honor to be invited here, even if it would probably be seen as rude to not invite the Northerners to the tourney.

"Sig, you know I was joking right? I can't so much as lift a pinky inside without it being examined for political leanings. I wanted to joke around out here before we get in to lighten your mood. But, if you're going to be a grumpy gus then I guess then I'll have to be a pretty one. Isla can be second prettiest, don't you think?" Joane said, teasing her brother.

Of course she knew about Arthur Rathmore. Even as she smoothed out her skirts to sit on the bench, she was already thinking about drawing her brother out of his mood. No doubt he was thinking about how Arthur's current condition was similar to his own. She needed him bright and not distracted by the situation. Sympathetic, maybe. Distracted could get them into trouble.

Joane shifted in her seat, leaning a little on Isla. It was half to show that the siblings were close, and half to check her boot for the knife. Things could always turn ugly at a moment's notice -not that she wanted that, it always paid to be prepared- and she'd rather have it easily accessible.

"Isla... how long do you think we'll be here for? After a fortnight of travel I want to move around as much as possible, not sit more. My hand is going to fall off if I'm told that I must fan myself any more to remove lingering travel sickness." Joane whispered, a small smile on her lips. Anyone watching would probably think the two girls were gossiping and discard it.

The corset should probably be making Joane as uncomfortable as Isla, but Joane had found out that having it too tight on her meant that she broke the strings too easily -thanks to the muscle she had put on from training- so she had a it a bit looser. Not too much looser, but enough to make her stand the stupid thing for longer.

Gods above if she ever became Queen she'd ban corsets altogether. They were naught but death traps. Whoever decided it was in fashion needed to be executed by having to wear the stupid thing for a week without taking it off.
I think I posted earlier that I edited Jace into something decently reapectable. Sorry about the lack of replies I've recently decided to screw up my sleeping schedule and basic needs for the sake of nothing in particular. I'll try and post tomorrow as Joane.
JAERA FISHER (@RainDash)

Name should be her given name, which is Jaera Fisher. Would be known under the alias of Jace Fisher.

Her allegiance would simply be House Ralei, because she is not a Kingsguard and is indicated as a squire for House Ralei.

She would start off as a page to House Ralei at the younger age, then become a squire after a few years of serving. Pages/squires are not simply promoted for being good at a sword, and even as squires have only SOME training with swords, they mostly carry out the duties that a servant would, like cleaning and such.

@darkwolf687 Can you format your character sheet better? Like space out the biography into paragraphs? Cause it's pretty difficult to read the way it is. :(


All right edited. Her background is fixed, or at the very least better.
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