Meredyth Redwyne is the youngest child and fourth-born daughter of the late Lord Victor Redwyne and his wife. Currently unwed, Meredyth awaits -- with equal parts disdain and anticipation -- the day that her brother finally arranges for her an appropriate match.

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Appearance & Personality Edit

With sun-kissed olive skin, plush lips, doe brown eyes, and well sculpted brows, Meredyth is certainly a beauty to behold. Unlike many noblewomen, she maintains a rather laissez-fair approach to her appearance, styling her brown hair to her whim, and dressing in whatever fashion strikes her fancy in the moment. Generally, this takes the form of exotic silks or foreign gowns to spearhead Arborean fashion. Like the rise and fall of the tides surrounding her island, her appearance changes with her mood. One thing, however, she is rarely seen without is her fan, which she uses to hide her gossiping lips, flash encrypted messages to those within her clique, or wave absently to stir her hair and cool her skin.

As the expression goes, however, beauty is only skin deep. This certainly holds true for her. Although not intentionally malicious, Meredyth was raised in a time of peace and prosperity, never wanting and with the level of relative power and wealth wielded by her family, rarely rejected. Redwyne's little gem. Her inherent beauty only served to lend to her vanity, and as she learned to employ her wit and charm to manipulate her targets and achieve her every flighty whim, her narcissism only grew.

Background Edit

Early life (80 AC - 87 AC) Edit

Born in 80 AC, Meredyth was not subjected to many of the early difficulties faced by her brother. Maegor's Breath, the Dragonblight, the famines and wars, all seemed distant memories, and none of which impacted the girl's early childhood development. The youngest of five children with some years between her and the youngest sister above her, there was never a shortage of those willing to coddle and tend to her every need. All the more-so with the fading shadow of the recent attack by Ironborn upon one of the convoy ships carrying her aunt. Perhaps it was for this reason that Meredyth was set upon the path of perceived self-importance and under-developed empathy.

With her parents' focus more upon the preparations of her brother to inherit the Arbor, the consistent development of their city, and the needs to negotiate matches for her ageing sisters, Meredyth was raised very leniently. This lenience she found to be both a blessing and a curse. She found the day to day responsibilities of tutelage and maidenly lessons to be taxing to say the least. It bored her to tears -- occasionally quite literally. To the occasional hysteria of her Septa, she employed very nearly every trick in the book, sometimes writing her own, to escape her tormentor and find her own fun. In this, she learned quickly how to elude her pursuers and escape detection. This, of course, resulted in a mediocre and minimal education; not that she particularly cares.

As a parallel result, she also learned how to make use of these skills for alternative means. Initially, these were quite innocuous: swiping lemon tarts from the kitchens, sneaking away the toys with which her sisters would not allow her to play, sneaking up on the kittens in the sheds. Over time, however, this aptitude to remain hidden and unnoticed began to be employed for more nefarious purposes of self-interest. Foremost among these was to listen in on the conversations and private affairs of unsuspecting individuals which served to be quite useful in encouraging individuals to perform certain favours or obtain that which she desired. Or simply to fill the memoir of gossip, later to titter about it with her trusted friends.

It was over this shared wanderlust and pursuit of social knowledge that Meredyth bonded -- despite their difference in age -- with Perenelle Tyrell, who warded at the Arbor from 83 AC until she was forced to return to Highgarden. Serving as a lady-in-waiting to Meredyth's mother ever since Meredyth was but three years of age, Perenelle was as much a sister to the youngest Redwyne as any of her true-born siblings. As they aged, their difference in age became less of an obstacle and a true friendship blossomed; one of the few that Meredyth could claim to have. She was all the more enthusiastic as she noticed the dynamic change between she and her brother, Urrathon. Not only was she pleased for a Tyrell union and the added station that would provide, but she was genuinely enthusiastic with the notion of being able to call Perenelle her "good sister".

Repose, Release, Rebellion (88 AC - 94 AC) Edit

At the untested age of eight, Meredyth lost her father. Having never been particularly attached to him in the first place, her day-to-day life was largely unaffected, but even children could feel the impact of such a hardship in the rippling effect that it had on those surrounding her. The palace remained in mourning for some time, her brother took up the mantle of Lord of the Arbor, and her mother became more reclusive. More than ever, Meredyth was left to the charge of her Septa and handmaids, but their attentions were often split in their attempts to ensure that her mother and siblings were well tended in their grief. This left Meredyth at a loss, for she did not fully understand the situation, and her tantrums and episodes of rebellion escalated until it reached a peak where her mother simply could not bear another report of her ill-temperament.

As a result, early in the year of 90 AC, Meredyth was sent away from the Arbor and off the island to ward with one with a reputation for orderly and proper conduct, both by means of how he ran his keeps as well as the associations he had curated. For the first time in her life, Meredyth departed her little island to visit the greater world and to ward with the Peakes. For as good as her family's intention with this relocation, it may very well have been poorly executed. There, Meredyth would make new friends in the likes of Meredyth and Margot Tyrell, the former of which was uncannily similar in nature to the Redwyne, serving only to validate and exacerbate her already less than ideal temperament. Margot, meanwhile, although her kindly and subdued influence was not without significance or influence, was often ignorantly brushed off and cast away in favour of Meredyth's attempts to garner the favour and approval of the more outgoing twin of her same name.

Still, the years spent in the shadow of Starpike served to teach Meredyth at least the concept of humility, for there, her own position was far from the height of the ladder. Instead of reverence and respect for authority, however, it taught her jealousy and fuelled a drive of ambition. No longer would she be satisfied simply by wealth or the inconsequential and relative power of their tiny island and their wooden boats. There was a vast realm with an untapped potential for growth, and she began to sew the seeds to see their vineyard reach well beyond the channels surrounding their city. It was there, in the hidden rooms where the trio swapped stories and gossip, that dreams of being swept away by princes began to twist into goals.

Although it was in majority an uneventful ward-ship, it came to a premature close. Quite unexpectedly and ahead of schedule, Urrathon summoned Meredyth back home. And so away she went, away from her friends, away from the lands that spoke of promise and dreams, and back to the dingy rocks of vines and boats. Any notion of handsome lords and paramount heirs coming to find her on their faraway island seemed almost an impossibility.

As the Rosegold Rebellion broke out around them, it almost seemed like a tale of fabrication taking place in some faraway land. Unlike her brother, she was involved neither in the logistics of the planning, or the funneling of coin, or the diplomatic efforts to retain and acquire allegiances. Instead, it offered her time to ruminate on the convenient timing of her summons back home. How it placed her coincidentally within the confines of safety when she might otherwise have been a hostage in enemy hands.

Although initially she had been livid with her brother's interference with the relationships she had developed, made all the more poignant by the title of traitor that she now bore as a Redwyne scion, she learned to hold her head high. It wasn't Redwyne who had defied the crown; no, it was the rest. In her circles, she alone could stand tall knowing that she had been on the right side. The loyal side. The winning side. Tyrell... their ambitions had bested them. Wilted flowers. Weeds, really, in the crown's garden in need of being pulled. Following the war, Redwyne's position had never been stronger, and Meredyth knew it.

A Lion and a Rose (94 AC - 98 AC) Edit

Unfortunately, her personal victory was bitter-sweet. She had come home to find that Rhea had been wed and had moved away to reside within the castle of the traitor lord paramount, and with Perenelle having been summoned back to Highgarden following the war's conclusion...Meredyth was positively miserable. And it showed, particularly in the lack of care and empathy she directed towards family and subject alike. One of the few to be spared the brunt of her hostility was Gemma Osgrey.

Following the conclusion of the war, the realm and crown alike came to a number of agreements in tribute to the uneasy peace. One such among these was the commitment of various Houses of newly affirmed loyalty to ward members of their family with those of proven mettle. Such was how Gemma, a scion of the treasonous House Osgrey, came to ward at the Arbor. She was collateral. A means to ensure Osgrey loyalty. A pawn. And Meredyth ensured to remind her at every opportunity. Initially at least. But Meredyth's hostility spoke of a deeper loneliness. Gemma and Meredyth were of an age and shared a similar thirst for gossip and intrigue. Overtime, the two became fast friends, but Meredyth never forget the reason the Osgrey girl came to arrive on her little island. This knowledge, and the knowledge that Gemma was likely to be taken away just as easily, served to buffer the depth of their relationship.

Adding to this positive shift in Meredyth's outlook as she approached womanhood was the significant shift in familial dynamic that came to pass during the middling years of the 90th decade when Urrathon "the Turnvine" headed to the capitol without her. While Meredyth put her skills at stealth and intrigue to use to torment their cousin who had been left in control of the holding in their lord's absence, her brother dipped his toes in her realm to take part in his own clandestine adventures. Had Meredyth known about it at the time, she would have whole-heartedly approve. As it was, it was some time before any were made aware; but Meredyth was overjoyed to witness the union between Urrathon and Perenelle, and all the more-so to finally be able to properly call Perenelle her good-sister.

Since then, Meredyth has begun to come properly into her own, although still wildly spoiled and very much with a heightened sense of entitlement. Over the years, modeling herself in some ways after Perenelle, she has begun to accept responsibility not only for her education of propriety but her disposition as well, for if she is to seek a Prince, she must be courtly.

Recent Events Edit

With her lord brother away from home to tend to the needs of his king and his responsibilities as Master of Coin, Meredyth has remained at home at the Arbor, bored and restless. She counts away the days until his return and for the Festival of the Golden Grape to ripen into full swing. And in the mean time, spares no effort in pestering her cousin -- the acting lord of the Arbor in Urrathon's absence -- during his administrations, or attempting to listen in on whatever happenings catch her interest.

Family Tree Edit

Lord Gilbert Redwyne (d. 67AC)

m. Lady Leyla Rowan (d. 44AC) Septa Alerie

m. Lady Olenna Hightower (d. 55AC Mina Peake m. Pykewood Peake House Peake Lord Victor Redwyne (d. 88AC) m. Lynesse Rhysling Selyse Redwyne m. Lancel Lannister House Lannister Lord Urrathon Redwyne m. Lady Perenelle Tyrell Vanessa Redwyne Victaria Redwyne Falia Redwyne Rhea Redwyne Meredyth Redwyne (b. 4th Moon, 80 AC) Ser Luthor Redwyne (d. 93AC) m. Bethany Tarly Alysanne Redwyne Ser Franklyn Redwyne Ser Cleyton Redwyne Ser Eustace Redwyne Ser Garlan Redwyne m. Alicent Florent (d. 78AC) Arwyn Redwyne Ceryse Redwyne



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Meta: Character Build Edit

Attributes: Attractive (+2 CHA, +1 INT), Elusive (+2 STE, +1 INT)

Allotted Points: 16

Social Status: Principle Bannerman (+3 REP)

Correlations: Intrigue --> Stealth (+2)

Skills: Romance (CHA), Networking(CHA), Concealment(STE), Smuggling(STE), Infiltration(INT), and Manipulation(INT)

Aptitude: Living Shadow(STE)