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| Tom James as Kittridge Groves |
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| name: |
Kittridge Groves |
| house: |
Groves |
| father: |
Lord Ser Campbell Groves |
| mother: |
Lady Ada Grafton |
| spouse: |
None |
| issue: |
None |
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| gender: |
Male |
| age: |
26 |
| height: |
6'1" |
| weight: |
lbs |
| eyes: |
Brown |
| hair: |
Brown |
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| honorific: |
Lord, Ser |
| title: |
None |
| position: |
Advisor, layabout |
| predecessor: |
N/A |
| heir: |
N/A |
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Background
Kittridge Groves was born four minutes apart from his fraternal twin brother Nicodemus. They looked enough alike as newborns that nobody has ever been quite sure whether that was four minutes before or four minutes after, and the uncertainty about their birth order has been a running joke in the family ever since, one they could afford to make with the existence of a still-older brother as their father's heir.
Kit grew up at Kingsgrove and was a page there before he and Nicodemus were both sent to Gulltown at 14 to squire under knights of their mother's House Grafton. He achieved knighthood after his 18th birthday, some time behind his brother, and returned back to Kingsgrove. He took up no particular position upon his return there, serving as an unofficial advisor to his father and occasionally helping out with various odds and ends of business, but mostly faffing about, pursuing whatever random hobbies took his fancy and assisting Septa Day with his little sister Rosanna's unusually creative education.
When war came to the Seven Kingdoms, Kittridge rode with his father and brothers and the other men of House Groves to answer the king's call and join Prince Rhaegar's army. Though never particularly devoted to knighthood, he acquitted himself well enough in battle, all things considered. After the defeat of the Loyalist forces he and the rest of his house swore fealty to the new King Robert and were granted pardon.
The rest of his house, that is, save for Nicodemus. His twin refused to bend the knee to the usurper, and instead departed Westeros, heading to the East. His exile was handed down after he had left, but was no less official for its tardiness.
Kit and the others returned to Kingsgrove, where he has remained, continuing in much the same vein as before, if with a few more topics of conversation to be avoided at all costs. He serves as an adviser to his father and elder brother, keeps an eye on his youngest sister, and is often an unofficial ambassador of sorts to other houses and merchants in the area, owing to his generally friendly, out-going nature.
The Ironborn Invasion left the lands of House Groves comparatively untouched, but when the siege of the Roost was broken and travel possible once again, Kittridge and the other fighting men of the house rode to the support of their neighbors on the Cape. He fought at Seagard, and on the Isles, among those who broke through the Greyjoys' final line on Pyke and even assisting in taking down Rodrik Greyjoy. He served well and honorably but without enthusiasm, and was more than happy to return home when surrender was had. He is currently staying in Stonebridge with his sister Rosanna and some others of their household, looking into the many opportunities for commerce that town affords, and making new friends among the numerous nobles in the area.
Physical Features
He stands about 6'1", and looks to be in his mid-twenties. He's lankily muscular, with curly-ish brown hair that tends to flop across his forehead, and is sort of artfully unruly and difficult to imagine ever being tamed into lying flat or neat. His eyes are also brown, set beneath dark, mobile brows. His skin faintly tanned, though not rough, that of an active nobleman who likes his outdoor pursuits rather than a laborer, obviously. His angular jaw is shadowed with perpetual (but not particularly thick, and one might even [if one were being unkind] call it patchy) stubble.
In his clothing he favors forest-y shades and jewel tones, rich greens and browns, and the deep purple of his house, though he's not opposed to blues and reds and such now and then. He tends to avoid monochromatic outfits, particularly in black or grey. His clothes tend to be well made and well fitting, chosen in colors and cuts that flatter his looks, but worn with a sort of oblivious, elegant carelessness that speaks of unearned wealth and effortless good taste. His boots are fine as well, and well cared-for, though often dusty and dirty after a day. He's not much for jewelry, though if one looks closely enough (which doesn't happen often) there's a small scar on his ear from an ill-advised piercing past. A signet ring with his personal version of the family's device is his most commonly-worn ornament. He does not generally carry a sword or other weapon.
Family
- Lord Ser Campbell Groves - Father, Knight of Kingsgrove, head of House Groves.
- Lady Ada Grafton - Mother, of House Grafton of Gulltown in the Vale.
- Young Lord Ser Stafford Groves - Older brother, heir to Kingsgrove.
- Ser Nicodemus Groves - Fraternal twin brother, an exile.
- Lady Rosanna Groves - Youngest sister.
Allies and Foes
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House Groves: House Groves. We've a long and distinguished history, not that it bears much thinking on these days. The last hundred years haven't been kind to us. First my many-greats-grandfather chose to support the Blackfyre pretender, and got our keep torn down for his troubles, and then my father, trying to learn from that mistake, chose to support the king when Robert Baratheon rebelled. And for that we lost even more. Most people seem to forget we exist, with the Terricks around, and I'm sure the Mallisters would like to. We've never been their favorites that I can remember and that doesn't seem likely to change anytime soon, so it's probably best we stop trying to impress them and start looking for new friends. |
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Ser Nicodemus Groves: WTF. |
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Lady Rosanna Groves: My little sister is a brat. She's too clever by half but not half as clever as she thinks she is, at least not always, not yet. She needs watching out for and she can stomp all she likes but I'm still going to do it. |
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Septa Day: No one is better at handling Rosanna than Day, and I hate to imagine what my sister would have done without her these last few years. I hate to imagine what I would have done without her. |
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Ser Tommas Belte: The Giant of Kingsgrove! Tommas is good company for a hunt or a drink and a dab hand with animals and children, too. Doesn't hurt that he saved my life, either. I probably owe him a couple more dubbings since. |
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Raylan Weir: Raylan is my trusty friend and yeoman, and a good man to have at your elbow in any situation. One day his wife is going to stab me for keeping him away from home so much, but it will've been worth it. |
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Dominick Augustin: Dominick can design and build just about anything if he puts his mind to it, and has greatly expanded our prank repertoire since his arrival at the 'grove. Handy in a siege, too. |
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Brynner Hunt: I took Brynner on as my squire because his grandfather was always kind to me as a child, and taught me at least half what I know about hunting. He's a sturdy lad and he tries real hard, but one day Rosanna's going to tell him to walk off a cliff and he'll do it. It'll be too bad. |
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House Terrick: Our fellow Mallister vassals. The Terricks have long been our overlords' favorites, even more so with Jason Mallister and Jerold Terrick close as brothers. They're a family in love with their own honor and virtue, and they never let anyone forget that they're the heroes around here, and anyone who doesn't love them must be honorless blackguards. All talk, no action. Obnoxious gits as a pack, but individually they're often nice enough. |
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Lady Anais Terrick: A good dancer, and interesting to talk to, if a bit more enamored of war than I'd have expected given her recent experiences of it. Did I mention a good dancer? Shame her husband's a cripple. |
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Lord Justin Terrick: Not a knight, apparently, which surprised me. Wonder what he is, then? A bit hot under the collar, it seems like, and as riled against the Naylands as any of his kin. |
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Jarod Rivers: Seems like a pleasant fellow, and devoted to his family, which I can't fault. Though recent rumors say he might be a bugger or a woman or a Nayland, so now I'm just confused. |
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Ser Hardwicke Blayne: I only met the man briefly, and he seems a serious sort. But then the Lady Evangeline had just died, so who knows. Maybe he's more fun when he's not mourning. |
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Ser Dmitry Terrick: A knight without wealth or title beyond a pretty face and flirtatious manners? Seems like exactly the sort of man you try to keep your little sister away from. Wait, that kind of describes me, doesn't it? Damn. |
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House Mallister: Blah blah blah. Our lieges are a lot of hot air, I think. They talk a big game, defenders of the Riverlands, paragons of justice and virtue, the epitome of true knighthood, etc., etc. All I see is a house in decline who got their asses beaten by the Ironmen and let the Cape get ravaged. They demand an awful lot and don't seem capable of giving much of use back. |
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Lord Ser Jason Mallister: Pretentious asshole. So my father chose to follow his oath to the king instead of breaking it like you did. He did what he thought was right. Just because you thought different doesn't make you better than him. |
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Ser Kamron Mallister: A brave knight and a skilled one, to whack away at Rodrik Greyjoy for so long. Wish he'd talk about the Trident less. |
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House Nayland: Ambitious, almost certainly dangerous. I can't tell yet if they're a house we really want as friends or not, but they're interesting, I'll definitely give them that. |
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Young Lord Ser Rutger Nayland: Seemed pleasant and polite the brief times we've met, but rumors don't say much good about him, which makes this whole business with Rosanna worry me. I'll have to check him out for myself, I guess. If there's any chance he really murdered his last wife there is no way he is getting my sister I don't care how many castles he commands. |
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Ser Riordan Nayland: The Lord Regent of Stonebridge seems a pleasant fellow, and he throws a good party. Sounds like he's got a nasty temper, too, but… he throws a good party. |
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Lady Roslyn Nayland: Pretty, and seems to have interests. I wonder why she's still a Nayland? Must be something wrong with her I haven't spotted yet. But fun to chat with, I think, if a bit on the prim and proper side. |
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Rowenna Nayland:She's still a Nayland, right? I can't seem to keep up. Probably a girl, I guess is what they're saying now. Saw…her(?) fighting on the Isles and wouldn't've guessed, but not sure what to make of it now. |
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Lord Desmond Westerling: Takes a joke well, I give him a lot of credit for that. I wouldn't have blamed him if he'd punched me, but he seems like a fun sort instead. Can't really hold his drink, but we can work on that. |
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Ser Garett Westerling: A lot more serious than his squire, very much of the stiff-shouldered soldier about him, but seems nice all the same. Anybody who sticks up for me to Rosanna on three minutes' acquaintance deserves a shot, I say. |
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Lady Danae: Well, she's been a bit of a surprise. Seemed a rather quiet friend of my sister's who might have an interest in trade, and then the next day she's announcing herself as the late Ser Gedeon's widow. I don't envy her the position she's in, but it seems to be of her own making. I'm not sure what we make of her claim, but I guess we'll wait and see how things unfold. |
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