Name: Lydie Norman
Alias: Locke
Age: 17
True Gender: Female
Appearance: Dirty ragged blonde hair (dirty because she's been travelling, ragged because its hard to cut your own hair... especially when you've never done it before). Her 'guy hair' falls down into her eyes in a rather cute way. It's kind of scary but she makes an attractive guy. Serious blue eyes.
Her clothes are ones stolen from the stable hands at her own home. A pair of brown breeches, an old faded hunter green work shirt and a pair of raggedy sandals.
Personality: A bit of a mixture. She can be serious and usually is (her charade demands it) but she loves a bit of fun. She loves knowledge and reading and being independant. Though she loves her independance she's used to (and enjoys) being taken care of.
History: The only child of a noble in the nearby kingdom, she's used to being pampered. Her father loves her in a way but likes his own way. Her mother didn't have enough of a backbone to stand in the way of their frequent clashes. Everything came to a head the day her father announced she was going to be married... to a perfect stranger. When it was apparent her father wouldn't budge she ran away, not bothering to find out anything at all about her betrothed. She cut her hair and became a guy (for disguise and safety purposes).
Talents: Love of plants. Drawing.
Belongings: One bag of gold, one loaf of bread.
Alias: Locke
Age: 17
True Gender: Female
Appearance: Dirty ragged blonde hair (dirty because she's been travelling, ragged because its hard to cut your own hair... especially when you've never done it before). Her 'guy hair' falls down into her eyes in a rather cute way. It's kind of scary but she makes an attractive guy. Serious blue eyes.
Her clothes are ones stolen from the stable hands at her own home. A pair of brown breeches, an old faded hunter green work shirt and a pair of raggedy sandals.
Personality: A bit of a mixture. She can be serious and usually is (her charade demands it) but she loves a bit of fun. She loves knowledge and reading and being independant. Though she loves her independance she's used to (and enjoys) being taken care of.
History: The only child of a noble in the nearby kingdom, she's used to being pampered. Her father loves her in a way but likes his own way. Her mother didn't have enough of a backbone to stand in the way of their frequent clashes. Everything came to a head the day her father announced she was going to be married... to a perfect stranger. When it was apparent her father wouldn't budge she ran away, not bothering to find out anything at all about her betrothed. She cut her hair and became a guy (for disguise and safety purposes).
Talents: Love of plants. Drawing.
Belongings: One bag of gold, one loaf of bread.
