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Guildmaster Joscelin Arterius

The Guildmaster serves the Guild, not the other way around.

Social Rank: 7
Concept: Foul-mouthed Jeweler
Fealty: Crownsworn
Family: Arterius
Gender: female
Age: 35
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Jeweler
Height: 5'4"
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark gold
Skintone: Golden-brown

Titles: Guildmaster of the Crafters Guild of Arx

Description: Joscelin is a creature of shapes and colors, round and dark, giving lasting impressions of a warm, soft woman. A round face with dark gold eyes, her honey-toned skin is accented only by the darker spray of freckles across her cheeks as well as the bridge of her nose, and a delicate scar that traces a pale line from her right ear to the edge of her chin. Her hair is short, a halo of curls around her head, needing little in the way of pinning or tying back as they defy gravity with the spring in those tresses. Laughlines crease around her eyes, the woman often smiling, cussing, glowering, cackling, in varied order. Shorter than many, it's often her voice that is noticed first, a perverse dichotomy of melodious tones when wrapped around vile descriptions and angry declarations.

Personality: In most aspects of the woman's life, Joscelin is loud. She can project those swear words like arrows, and no one is immune. Efficient, proud of her work, she will tolerate no silly business when it comes to being professional. At least, initially. She'll make her own judgement calls if the need arises, but her world is mostly confined to her life and her trade. Stubborn, compassionate to a fault, she often bites off more than she can handle but is the last person to admit it. Flying off the handle, she's often one to act first and think later. While this usually serves her well, either by luck or design, it doesn't work all the time, and sometimes even gets her into trouble.

Background: While most adolescents were busy planning for their trades (or their plans to escape the family trade by joining up with a military unit or eloping), Joscelin was obsessing over headier things like composition, and line, color, shape, weight. A critical eye for how things 'should be', her obsession gave her the unique ability to create beautiful wearable pieces of art. River-stones, random bits of this or that, set together and arranged into something aesthetically pleasing -- be it brooch or bracelet or pendant, and then tossed aside as the next inspiration took her. Eventually, her mother had to admit Joscelin's talent and aptitude, and it was she who took her to smiths until she found one that would teach the girl how to safely work metal and glass. The complexity of her creations simply took off.

A striking, delicate brooch clasped to the high neck of her mother's dress caught the eye one day of the young Duchess Iona Bisland, and she became Joscelin's first noble patron. A formal apprenticeship wasn't far behind and soon enough, Joscelin was making a name for herself as a promising tradeswoman. In the past, after making master-class jeweler she worked with the Bisland's liege, the voice of Grayson, Lady Dawn. Excelling in the jeweler trade, Joscelin found satisfaction in her work and her creations, and the generous clientele that ranged from commoner to noble.

These days, she toils with joy as the Crafters Guild guildmaster, elected into the position just after the beginning King's Rest crisis, an unexpected path that has been far more rewarding that she could ever have dreamed. She splits her time between Guildmaster, caring for -that- extended family, and caring for her own family in the wake of her husband's death.

Stubborn, she likes things her way, whether it's a design or her life, her atelier, her home, or her family. Acceptance that she can't always have this has led her to vent her frustrations in the world by swearing. A lot. So while she might bend to the whims of fate, it's with much fussin' and cussin'.

Relationship Summary

  • Fortunato - My near-brother and the only of such that counts.
  • Mae - a peach, complete with the hard pit in the center.
  • Magpie - Wishes he was the leader. Mostly, he's eye-candy for Mae. Sometimes he says cute things. Also helps me yell at Aureth.
  • Aureth - The first time I realized loving someone can drive you to heights of unseemly anger. Alternately fucking endearing and fucking annoying. Probably can't live without him. Asshole.
  • Mayir - Skamp with good taste in-
  • Thena - Brave cousin, warm and courageous.
  • Hana - Niece, beloved, precious, and my favorite.
  • Aleksei - I mean he's a cousin. And he's... loud. Energetic. Hard to define, really, and I think he prefers it that way.
  • Morrighan - There are no words. Impossibly dear to me, my red-haired partner-in-crime and laughter.
  • Evaristo - My dashing, ridiculous cousin. Seeing his face is like having the best parts of my childhood revist me. Also he's a cad.

  • Rival:
  • Ida - Practically a Platonic Wife at this point.

  • Client:
  • Eleyna - A woman carved of ice so cold it burns the flesh. Keen as a razor, eloquent, and quite generous.
  • Niccolo - His Grace, the Duke of Manners
  • Larissa - A lovely client with a fondness for unicorns, bunnies, and the color pink.

  • Friend:
  • Acacia - A strong woman who makes me smile.
  • Salazar - Still not going to drink with you, Sally. Nope.
  • Viktarkim - My very dear friend.
  • Silas - Still too young to be so intent and talented.
  • Percephon - Inquisitive, perceptive. Lord.
  • Saedrus - Beautiful man with a kind heart. Patience of moss-covered stone, but much prettier.
  • Cassandra - Handsome, beautiful woman, with insights and wisdom that staggers and guides alike.
  • Donella - Gracious, funny, brilliant as a morning star.
  • Yasmine - Have you ever seen a blade made so fine and beautiful, it seems to be a mere ornament? Speckled in jewels, filigree, masterful, almost jewelry rather than a weapon. This is Yasmine, except she is sharp, and keen, finely honed. This is not a woman you make your enemy, ever, this is a woman you worship, that you keep in her good graces because not only is she loyal, she is dangerous. She -enhances- the lives she touches. You do not fuck with Yasmine Rovashani. Not if you value your everything.
  • Mirari - Breaker of benches, makes me laugh, smile, and not take my life so seriously. Mostly a blessing.
  • Agatha - An old companion, brilliantly honest. I miss her.

  • Spouse:
  • Oliver - He fit into my life, around me, with me, like a blanket made of shade, as supple as leather and harder than any kind of tempered iron. Sometimes he chafed. Sometimes I had to adapt. He is with me in my heart, always.
  • Ianthe - Spirit-sister for ten thousand years. Safe with me in my memory, forever.
  • Myrinda - Crazy beautiful near-mother.
  • Kima - A bright star, gone.
  • Gareth - First love, first true heartbreak. I am sorry, my friend.

  • Protege:
  • Carmen - A brilliant woman, tall, dashing, menacing, and painfully, horribly professional.
  • Name Summary