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the ooc
Name: Jessica
Age: 29
Email: from.holloway@gmail.com
AIM: dracoianarkngl
past experience: I have been playing in rpgs for more years
than I wish to admit to.

The IC
Name: Bronwyn Ivy Edwards
Age/Birthdate: 27 / November 15, 1980
Sexuality: heterosexual
Occupation: Researcher for an Insurance company
Location: London
Played-By: Keri Russell

Fairytale: Guinevere from the Arthurian Legend
Age of Realization: 20
Defining Character Traits: Like Guinevere, Bronwyn is graceful and elegant as well as strong and willful. The other trait that Bronwyn gets from her tale is the fact that she seems to be a catalyst; things seem to happen around her whether they are planned or not.
Status: Bronwyn is very much in hiding about being a tale. She has just decided that she needs to talk to someone who is going through the same thing. Her first interaction would be an email to Wes.

History:

Bronwyn Ivy Edwards was born to a very young couple who were living in a small apartment in the Hell's Kitchen neighborhood of New York City in late 1980. Her mother had fallen completely and madly in love with Bronwyn's father, a talented artist who had been in and out of mental institutions since he was a teenager. By the time Bronwyn was born, his "episodes" seemed to be fewer. For the very early years of her life, Bronwyn seemed to live a happy if not privileged existence growing up in New York. She was an imaginative child, always daydreaming and playing with imaginary friends. Often Bronwyn had dreams that she lived in a great castle in a far off land. Her mother indulged Bronwyn's imagination, often reading stories of princes and knights to the little girl at bed time. At 10, those dreams of castles, courtesans, and knights began to become historically accurate.

Even at 10, it was clear to Bronwyn that the mind could play tricks on you. After working up loads of courage, Bronwyn once told her favorite teacher about the dreams she had. The woman laughed, saying that all little girls dreamed of being a princess. Then she insisted that she wasn't a princess, but in fact the queen. In return, the woman chuckled and patted her on the head. Bronwyn tried one last time. When she was 12, her mother mentioned that there was a TV show about the legend of King Arthur. Bronwyn said almost off handily that she'd had a dream Camelot. Her father unexpectedly grabbed her shoulders and looked in her eyes as if searching for something. "Oh God. Not you too," was all he said before he walked out the door. Bronwyn was shaken and looked up at her mom. Her mother just stood frozen looking almost horrified at her only child before going off to check on her husband. Two days later, Bronwyn's father committed suicide and Bronwyn wouldn't speak of her dreams any more.

The day after her father's funeral, some friends of her parents took her aside and told that she was going to have to be a very good girl now because her mother was going through a hard time. She also could not ignore how people murmured to each other that she was certainly her father's daughter, with pity in their voices. Bronwyn felt responsible for what happened and grief for the loss of the man she adored. Her emotions swung between anger at her father and overwhelming sadness. She was dragged to numerous therapists and grief counselors for the next 18 months by her mother who was given conflicting reports about her child's mental health. Bronwyn answered the questions asked of her while trying to give the answers her mother seemingly wanted to hear. Therapists assured the young girl that she was not to blame for father's actions. It would take many years before Bronwyn allowed herself to begin to believe that maybe it was true. If her mother went to therapy, she never told her daughter of it. Bronwyn worked very hard to be as good a daughter as she could under her mother's intense scrutiny. She felt as if her mother was willing her only child not to be crazy. Bronwyn tried not to take it personally.

In the wake of her father's death, Bronwyn threw herself into books always favoring ancient stories. She learned French in high school,dreaming of going off to Paris to live on day. Her mother clung to her, never wanting her very far away and keeping a close eye on her only daughter. Bronwyn indulged her mother, working hard to secure a partial scholarship to Columbia and living at home.

In college, Bronwyn studied history voraciously picking her concentration early, settling on England before 1066. Early in Bronwyn's studies, she realized that many of the theories about ancient England that historians propsed were incorrect. She strugged to find historical evidence to support what she naturally knew to be true. By the time she was 20, Bronwyn began to sometimes hear voices, like half remembered conversations, in her mind. She could hear courtiers talking and maidens twittering with ancient gossip both real and imagined. There were voices she heard most often; men who seemed to be talking about her as well as a voice who would whisper sweet words to her. It was then that Bronwyn believed that she really was Guinevere in some way, lacking the terminology to call herself a tale.

After getting a job in the library in the rare books collection, she decided to get her graduate degree in history and archiving. After graduation, Bronwyn took a research job at an insurance company that, among other things, insures collections for museums and art galleries. Two years later, she was transferred to the London office. Bronwyn has a small flat in far West London and goes back to visit her mother regularly.

Personality:

Bronwyn is a very determined person when it comes to herself or her work. She has a very strong will and doesn't show that she is concerned about what others say about her. She's had plenty of practice - her father was in and out of mental institutions, after all. Her seemingly nonplussed exterior is a mask she wears when she is insecure.

Bronwyn will attempt to control what she can; her controlling nature is just on the precipice of obsession. She consciously is very careful not to cross that line. To Bronwyn, obsession can equal crazy. It is Bronwyn's greatest fear that she is crazy. She has felt the repercussions of what happens when a mind can't be trusted and she swore it would never happen to her. Bronwyn feels that she constantly walks the fine line of sanity because of her tale status. Not trusting others because of this fear, Bronwyn can come off as frigid or bland, particularly to strangers. Once given a chance to loosen up, her warmth, charm and humor come out.

Because of an extensive study on the Arthurian legend, Bronwyn is well aware of Guinevere's reputation. She is convinced that Guinevere was not portrayed completely accurately by the long dead authors and poets. This does not stop Bronwyn from recognizing her own perceived character flaws in the stories; impulsiveness, longing and recklessness. She tries to keep those impulses in check as much as possible, at times squashing the passionate person stuggling to break out.

Potential Interaction:

One of Bronwyn's first interactions will most likely be with Wes,seeing it as her last shot of admitting to someone else of her tale status. She will also want to compare her memories with any other people in the Arthurian tale as well as talk to other tales about
their experiences once she is reasonably certain that she will not be instantly sent to a mental institution.

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