<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/00/Tumblr_oymvo4gXtX1qexskdo1_1280.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Kinsey Mallowsweet</strong><br/><br/>CG Tiefling Bard (Glamour) Entertainer/Charlatan<br/>Support and Morale Boost<br/>High Stats: Charisma, Dexterity & Intelligence<br/>Sheet: Mythweavers (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1586558)<br/><br/>Personality:  Kinsey finds endless wonder in the world around her and the people and creatures that inhabit it, and she has no shame in expressing that wonder without artifice.  This is not to say she is incapable of artifice, of course, as she has a mischievous nature and loves to play tricks on people, finding her puckish pranks to be wildly amusing, even if her target doesn't always agree.  Still, it's rare when someone is able to remain angry with her, as her tricks are never deliberately harmful and she has a winsome charm capable of softening even the hardest of hearts.  Her affectionate, warm nature leaves her with little concern for such things as 'personal space' and unless asked, she tends to be very touchy-feely, holding hands, hugging and cuddling with anyone who will allow it.  Often impetuous, vain, flighty and too eager for her own good, she certainly makes any adventure more exciting and unpredictable.<br/><br/>History:  Kinsey was born from the pairing of a Tiefling and a human, a happy couple who lived deep in a wild wood to avoid the prejudices their union often brought about in people.  Her mother and father were both skilled artisans, and every so often her father would take the beautiful crafts that they made to the nearest city to sell and trade for whatever goods they could not provide for themselves.  Her mother, a raven-haired, statuesque Tiefling made delicate, colorful glasswork trinkets and her father, a blond, bearded human of short, squat stature was a master woodworker and carpenter.<br/><br/>Kinsey had a happy childhood, showing a proficiency for music at a young age, which her parents encouraged by creating instruments for her.  Her father carved her first lyre from a rosewood tree and her mother taught her to dance, but neither of her parents could teach her as much as the fey creatures that shared their wood.  The small child's spirit and love of music made her welcome among the satyr, dryad and nymphs - as well as even odder fey beings - that lived and frolicked in the wood.  It was from them, as she grew older, that she began to learn magic, despite her parents misgivings.<br/><br/>And, as they'd feared, when she was seventeen, she expressed her desire to leave the wood that she called home and travel out into the world to explore and meet others.  Her parents argued, cajoled, warned and even tried to forbid her from leaving, but it was all to no avail.  Not long after her eighteenth birthday, Kinsey hugged them goodbye, packed the new lyre her father had carved for her birthday into her pack and set out on a grand and glorious adventure.<br/><br/>Since then, she has discovered just how ill-prepared she was for the wide world, having grown up isolated from others and largely unaware of the bigotry and suspicion her kind face.  Still, she found that, even that could often be overcome by her relentlessly positive and caring nature, or, barring that, a rousing song or engrossing tale.  As a result, many doors that were barred for other Tiefling were open to her, and - she hoped - by meeting and accepting her, that the hearts and opinions of those who were otherwise closed to her race would be altered...if only slightly.<br/><br/>When she was twenty, she met and fell madly in love with a human named Harlan.  He was dashing, clever and wildly handsome - which served him well in his profession as a con-artist and thief.  The pair were inseparable for nearly eight months, when Kinsey discovered she was pregnant.  She was thrilled and fully expected Harlan to be just as excited over the matter, explaining that the two of them could return to her parent's home in the woods, so that he could meet them before they were wed.  She was bursting with plans for them to build another cottage near her parents and raise their child as she had been raised, but Harlan was not nearly as pleased by the news as she was.  In fact, she woke the morning after telling him to find he had left in the night and taken all of their gold with him.<br/><br/>Distraught, all Kinsey could bring herself to do was make her way home and take whatever comfort she could find in her parent's love.  After she gave birth, she found herself unable to bring herself to so much as hold her child, too broken-hearted by the loss of Harlan.  For weeks she languished, tormented by the child's cries and her parent's admonishments to behave as a proper mother, to open her heart to her baby boy.  Finally, unable to endure it any longer, in an act of selfishness, she packed her things in secret and fled her childhood home in the middle of the night, pausing only briefly to clip a bit of the baby's hair to take with her.<br/><br/>Since then, she has been traveling, caught between her desire to return home and see her child, and her shame over the manner in which she ran away from her responsibilities.  So, she does what she can to make the world a brighter, kinder, better place and waits for the day when she will feel worthy enough to return home and face the consequences of her childish actions.