Joss Utridge

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Jocelyn Miranda Utridge nee Owens
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On Game As: Joss
Played By: Lena Headey
Concept: Entrepreneurial Queen of Swords
Date of Birth: January 26, 1983
Apparent Age: Mid-30s
Occupation: Businesswoman
Virtue: Honest
Vice: Stubborn

Freehold: Fate's Harvest
Motley: None

Seeming: Ogre
Kith: Troll Cyclopean
Court: Winter
Entitlement: The Legion of the Iron Wall
Keeper: The Noemata

“In that case,” said Napoleon, “let us wait twenty minutes; when the enemy is making a false movement we must take good care not to interrupt him.”

Overview

      She came to Fort Brunsett around the turn of the century, a British bride to an Utridge scholar. Their match was an odd one, Paul the mild and retiring schoolteacher and Joss the driven, ambitious businesswoman who seemed to wear the pants in the family. But they made it work and she remained to become a citizen, a dutiful wife, a devoted family woman, and eventually the owner of several bed and breakfasts in the area.

      There was that odd patch several years ago which drew a byline in the local news, the wife arrested for battery of her husband. But it was glossed over, the charges dropped, the truth of the matter lost in the family closet. When her husband died in early 2015, no one could argue that Joss' grief seemed genuine. She retreated into her mourning and when she finally emerged, it was to take the reins of her business again.

      Since then she has established herself as a woman bent on quietly contributing to her community. Where once Mrs. Utridge might have thrown a party so that all might come and see the charity cheque the young couple were giving, now her bed and breakfasts are sometimes booked for the use of battered women and their children. Money that was once given now comes with the woman herself appearing at rec centres to lend a hand in their renovations. Photo ops are avoided in favour of boots to the ground activism.

      But softly...softly.

RP Hooks

  • Winter Court - She is strong in the chilly force. Ice and sorrow can temper a weapon as surely as fire and rage do.
  • The Noemata - Exemplar of Reason as the Queen of Swords, sage to the Fools, symbol of Honest and Forthright Truth. She will suffer a fool but she will not feed them bullshit.
  • Philanthropy - It isn't easy to track what she's done, and for whom, but where there is need, Joss is often not far behind.
  • Training - Hiding only gets a person so far. The game is hide and seek, after all. Better to be prepared for the second half of that phrase. Gym, gun range, track, out in the middle of nowhere...
  • Bed and Breakfasts - Most people can see the advantage of having five or six houses ready to occupy and scattered across a wide area.
  • Utridge - Married in, her husband now dead and no children born of the union... this leaves her on the outskirts of family gatherings but she still wears their name.

Contacts

  • Name - You can list people your character knows here.
  • Name - It could be someone they find useful, someone they care about.
  • Name - It could be someone they loathe, an adversary or rival.

Gallery

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Soundtrack

Savages - Adore

If only I'd lived beyond regret
I wouldn't feel guilt for what I take
Is it human to ask for more?
Is it human to adore life?
I know evil when I see it
I know good and I just do it

Alt-J - Interlude

Don't let me drown, don't breathe alone,
No kicks no pangs no broken bones.
Never let me sink, always feel at home,
No sticks no shanks and no stones.
Never leave it too late, always enjoy the taste
Of the great grey world of hearts.

David Lang - Pain Changes

I have chosen you
my only love
those others
they search for you
but where they search
they will never find you

Chelsea Wolfe - The Warden

The saw in the hands, it’s white as snow
The heavy endless weight on my heels, it’s cold
The water on my head, but I won’t speak of you
The hall and the rack and the wheel, it’s true
And when it turns, the hole in my vision fills with you
The cold and the loud and they won’t let me sleep

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