Lady Tabitha Ashford
This world is but a canvas to our imagination.
Description: With deep, cobalt eyes that contrast against her porcelain skin and an abundance of silky curls, this young woman possesses the sort of face one would expect to see looking out a lonely tower window in a storybook painting. Her features are soft and winsome, but she keeps her gaze averted and hidden behind shifting locks of golden hair. A small mouth is almost always held still or slightly downturned, giving Tabitha the look of a girl carrying a great inner sadness.
(Tabitha no longer averts her gaze timidly, nor does she hide her face behind her gilded hair. Her manner is still soft and reserved, but now she walks and talks with more confidence and composure than she did in her early twenties.)
Personality:     Tabitha is a perfectionistic and sometimes bewildering woman. Nitpicky, exacting, "clean freak" - much of the anxiety she feels is her own doing, but she usually means well. Like most Merciers, she was raised to be a respectable, hard-working individual with a love of knowledge and know-how.
Being an artist as well as empathic, Tabitha is unusually sensitive to her surroundings, and she tends to embarrass easily. She is reticent when faced with anything or anyone new. However, once she feels comfortable, she can be effortlessly affable and talk up a storm. She is not too comfortable in the limelight, though her talent means it finds her easily. She is just fine living in the background, as long as she feels useful and appreciated.
Background:     Tabitha was born the second child of Benedict Mercier, raised alongside three siblings within their manor in Clemenstone Vale. From a young age her parents could sense she was different from most children: she cried far more often, she laughed far more often, and she rarely slept. She was tiring to raise, but developed a close bond with both of her parents, and they doted on her shamelessly.
Her relationships with her siblings, on the other hand, were far more complicated. Her older brother was outright jealous of her arrival, and picked on her relentlessly. As they grew up Tabitha gradually began to understand her brother's nature and envy, but all her attempts to comfort him were spurned. One day, after a quarrel over a broken hairpin, her brother cut her long hair in retribution as she slept. The parents were not amused, and her brother Ephraim was banished from the manor. It was the last time she had a conversation with him...
Tabitha got along well with her younger siblings, Sapphira and Horatio, and began to flourish as an artist when she grew into a teenager. Her father would begin to show her portraits to guests who would visit the manor, and soon they expressed interest in buying them. She was allowed to travel with her father and his retinue whenever she desired, and made ample use of her time seeking inspiration for her paintings.
Now a full-fledged adult, Tabitha has left Clemenstone Vale for Arx, seeking new muses and wanting to know just what happened to her little brother...
|Jyri||My art mentor. My cousin. My friend. The whimsical to my orderly.|