Appearances
The way she talks, the way she walks, the way she flips her hair in a most confident manner, all suggest that she belongs to the Askara. A quick glance with the eye reveals an intelligent, well-rounded looking woman. She has long, dark brown tresses that reach to the middle of her back, and intense icy blue eyes. Pink, plump lips sit underneath and she has a willow nose that sneers whenever it gets the chance. Her beauty is sometimes mistaken for friendliness, but when you soon get to actually know her, your perceptions might change.
She is slim, but not athletic. What would her girlfriends think of her if she gained weight from that extra piece of pie? One cannot afford the price of rumors filtering throughout the city that Cecily is getting fat, or maybe a disease is making her retain weight, or worse - she's pregnant. In this world, you have to maintain an image, or the worse is to be expected.
There are costs of living in high society, not all that deal with money. But when they do, you better have plenty of it if you plan on staying in Kenash. Cecily wouldn't be caught dead in anything but the finest silks. Even her riding and working clothing are made up to only the softest materials. She has no problem keeping up with the latest fashions, and likes to consider herself a trendsetter.
She is slim, but not athletic. What would her girlfriends think of her if she gained weight from that extra piece of pie? One cannot afford the price of rumors filtering throughout the city that Cecily is getting fat, or maybe a disease is making her retain weight, or worse - she's pregnant. In this world, you have to maintain an image, or the worse is to be expected.
There are costs of living in high society, not all that deal with money. But when they do, you better have plenty of it if you plan on staying in Kenash. Cecily wouldn't be caught dead in anything but the finest silks. Even her riding and working clothing are made up to only the softest materials. She has no problem keeping up with the latest fashions, and likes to consider herself a trendsetter.
Character Concept
As an eccentric and wildly successful young woman, Cecily lives up to her Askara family name. After a long day of keeping a perfect disguise of normalcy for the customers, Cecily finds delight in peeling off the mask to reveal a whimsical, and quite irrational personality. Not to say that she isn't intelligent - which she is - but she enjoys playing games with the mind and emotions. She doesn't pay any mind to other's feelings and can sometimes be very blunt.
Cecily grew up with the Askara, so drama was etched into her blood since the beginning. Her mother is Banjemin Cherales Askara X's sister, making Cecily his youngest niece. It was only common sense for Cecily to be raised at Sweet Home Askara. Drama is her comfort zone. She feels strange when there is no scandal, rumors, or people crying. She is obsessed with it so much that she loves to make things up. Ruining friendships and relationships is something she's good at. She likes to pretend that she's consoling you in your time of need, that you can tell her all of your secrets; but when it comes down to it, she'll spill your secrets faster than you could ever cover it up. She is a strong believer in revenge and loves seeing the hurt in people's eyes after she's done something especially sinister to them.
Cecily doesn't have a best friend, and probably couldn't keep one if her life depended on it, but she does have certain people that she hangs around with. They're mostly the debutante of Kenash, the young and restless that have nothing better to do than sit on the porch and sip lemonade. She does not associate with women that she thinks are better looking than her because of her serious case of jealousy. She almost always has something bad to say about someone, and she absolutely hates unattractive people. She treats them like the scum of Mizahar, unless of course they're from her own family.
Cecily grew up with the Askara, so drama was etched into her blood since the beginning. Her mother is Banjemin Cherales Askara X's sister, making Cecily his youngest niece. It was only common sense for Cecily to be raised at Sweet Home Askara. Drama is her comfort zone. She feels strange when there is no scandal, rumors, or people crying. She is obsessed with it so much that she loves to make things up. Ruining friendships and relationships is something she's good at. She likes to pretend that she's consoling you in your time of need, that you can tell her all of your secrets; but when it comes down to it, she'll spill your secrets faster than you could ever cover it up. She is a strong believer in revenge and loves seeing the hurt in people's eyes after she's done something especially sinister to them.
Cecily doesn't have a best friend, and probably couldn't keep one if her life depended on it, but she does have certain people that she hangs around with. They're mostly the debutante of Kenash, the young and restless that have nothing better to do than sit on the porch and sip lemonade. She does not associate with women that she thinks are better looking than her because of her serious case of jealousy. She almost always has something bad to say about someone, and she absolutely hates unattractive people. She treats them like the scum of Mizahar, unless of course they're from her own family.
History
Cecily had the average, regular plantation brat childhood. A stifling curriculum was beaten into her from day one. At the young age of 7 months, she knew how to say "mama", and her mama made sure that the whole town knew of it. Though it seems this was the last of Cecily's golden days, having no more such luck in the area of education. She wasn't stupid, but she had shown no more signs of advanced acceleration.
Peaking at 7 months wasn't exactly something to be proud of, so she found another hobby - farming fruits. But of course, she didn't do the work herself. She mostly loved to watch the blooms grow in the spring, and fruit appear in the fall. Her slaves did the work for her, but she learned how to bake and cook with the fruits when she was about ten, a time when all the other girls were only worrying about the absence of their boyfriend. So, Cecily took to baking and creating jams, jellies, and marmalade. Along the way she perfected the art of making bread. By the time she was 15, she already had dreams of running her own shop. At the young age of 20, that dream took and she had her own place running up within a couple a months.
A young entrepreneur, Cecily tried to separate business and pleasure as much as possible. Sometimes that wasn't so easy. Many men went in and out of her life. Soon enough rumors would spread, Cecily would deny them, and eventually they'd die down. She would never let her biggest secrets get out, of course. Everyone had a couple of those, but now Cecily has a problem ruling out what she thought occurred and what really happened. Her lies tie in to what she thinks is truth so now even she doesn't know what's right anymore.
Peaking at 7 months wasn't exactly something to be proud of, so she found another hobby - farming fruits. But of course, she didn't do the work herself. She mostly loved to watch the blooms grow in the spring, and fruit appear in the fall. Her slaves did the work for her, but she learned how to bake and cook with the fruits when she was about ten, a time when all the other girls were only worrying about the absence of their boyfriend. So, Cecily took to baking and creating jams, jellies, and marmalade. Along the way she perfected the art of making bread. By the time she was 15, she already had dreams of running her own shop. At the young age of 20, that dream took and she had her own place running up within a couple a months.
A young entrepreneur, Cecily tried to separate business and pleasure as much as possible. Sometimes that wasn't so easy. Many men went in and out of her life. Soon enough rumors would spread, Cecily would deny them, and eventually they'd die down. She would never let her biggest secrets get out, of course. Everyone had a couple of those, but now Cecily has a problem ruling out what she thought occurred and what really happened. Her lies tie in to what she thinks is truth so now even she doesn't know what's right anymore.