Description: Tall and willowy with a cloud of wavy hair that frames her face in its darkly golden waves, there is an elegance to Octavia's carriage, a regal strength that somehow suggests that anyone in her way had better move or be strode over. Her eyebrows are high and fine above her cloudy hazel gaze, often lit with an inner blaze. Her features are sculpted, with a chiseled kind of hawkish to their planes and angles. If there is any softness to her face, it is in the fullness of the bow of her mouth, prone to quirky, frequent smiles.

Personality: Intelligence and forthrightness are the stalwart pinnacles of Octavia's strong will, which in itself could move mountains. Rather than apply charm to grease the wheels of life, she has simply taken on a different kind of brute force than the kind that comes in muscle. It is extremely difficult to change a position of Octavia's once she has taken it. She is a champion of justice, a champion of the underdog, and above all, a champion of Octavia Kennex. Practical and pragmatic with a potential for ruthlessness, she is completely secure in herself. Her sense of humor is one of bright wit and sharp sarcasm, and she rarely withholds its presence from any conversation, even professionally.

Background: As a child, Octavia was bookish and abrupt. She learned courtesies out of necessity but not inclination, and never favored prettiness or softness or quiet. She had few friends, though those she did have she treasured closely.

While her younger brother, the heir to Stormward, was educated on the mainland, Octavia reigned supreme in the household. After her mother's death, she was the lady of the house and claimed it early with the full force of her personality behind it. She spent much of her time when not actively managing the household with an iron fist learning as much as she could in the library -- first the Kennex library itself at Stormward, and then in the libraries of the other lady scholars near her rank within her own fealty. She was disinterested in marriage politics, and she had sufficient force of personality to cause her father not to press the issue, which was remarkable in itself. Then again, she was basically the accountant, quartermaster and general historian of the entire Stormward navy by that point, and -- basically -- to hell with it.

When Ford Kennex inherited the title, Octavia's elevation to the judicial role in life was as much to clear her imperious tyrant fist to make room as it was in line with her own ambitions to be more than simply Lady Octavia.

Relationship Summary

Frenemy:

Orazio - Our common goals make your absolutism all the more frustrating.

Family:

Titania - If you were any sweeter, we'd all have no teeth.

Ian - Perhaps I was too quick to judge you.

Wash - I'm not sure what to make of you anymore.

Zoey - I hope you can see your way past your mistrust for the sake of the family.

Parent:

Denholm - You'll never know how much I value the freedoms you gave me.

Claudia - Mother, cruel, vindictive bitch. Somehow I still miss her. I'm the only one.

Sibling:

Renatta - Middle sister. I miss you more than I'm willing to admit.

Cecilia - Darling spoiled little sister.

Ford - I'm going to miss you. Denholm would have been proud.

Niklas - You've done quite well for yourself, little brother.

Constantine - I'm going to need your steady hand on the rudder in the years ahead.

Acquaintance:

Max - I'm not fooled, Count.

Alarissa - I like you, but I'm still not entirely sure what your angle is.

Ally:

Carita - I have little doubt where Darkwater stands these days.

Vanora - You showed me loyalty. I noticed.

Friend:

Valencia - I adore your rose-colored view on life.