Victor Kincaide

Victor Kincaide

Portrayed by Callum Blue
Full Name	Victor Kincaide
Title	Viscount Hawksley
Associated Noble House(s)	Viscountcy of Hawksley
Date of Birth	20 November, 1781
Father	Hubert Kincaide
Father's Rank	Viscount Hawksley
Mother	Elaine Kincaide
Mother's Rank	Dowager Viscountess Hawksley
Town Residence	{{{residence}}}
Income	£8,000 p.a.
School	unknown
University	unknown
Year Attained Title	1809

Played by Emily.

Family

Father - Hubert Kincaide, former Viscount Hawksley, b. 1755, d. 1809

Mother - Elaine Kincaide, nee Sothersby, Viscountess Hawksley, b. 1762

Siblings

Alexander, b. 1783, d. 1784

Everett, b. 1785, d. 1785

James b. 1787, d. 1787

The Hon. Eleanor Kincaide, b. 1793

The Hon. Juliana Kincaide, b. 1795

Friends

Nicholas Gosling - Re-aquainted themselves in Hyde Park, known to one another for several years past. I'm putting him under friends because this section was depressing and empty and Nick's probably the closest thing Victor's got.

Acquaintances

Daphne Werlington - Met in Hyde Park.

Annabelle Beacham - Met in Hyde Park, danced at the Emerson ball.

Sylvester Leveson - Met in Hyde Park, with Victor's sisters.

Patrick Grove - Met at the Emerson ball, got off on the right foot.

Daniel Rossington - Met via Patrick at the Emerson ball.

Penelope Grove - Met via Patrick at the Emerson ball.

Nathaniel Scarborough - Met at Tattersall's, discussed horses.

Charles Banbury - Met at Tattersall's, discussed horses.

Enemies

William Gosling - Wants the younger Gosling to keep his distance from his sisters. Especially Juliana.

History

Born and raised at Glasscourt Abbey, the family estate on the northern coast of Norfolk, Victor grew up very much impressed with his own consequence, as his mother bore only daughters who lived beyond infancy, among sundry miscarriages and stillbirths hushed up, and sickly boys less well-concealed for their short sojourn on earth. He dotes on his sisters and mother, never forgetting his responsibility to care for them. He has always preferred the country, deferring any necessary visits to town until the Season has drawn to a close, neatly side-stepping the fate of a hastily-hunted-husband.

However, following his father's sudden demise following a short illness and a desperate journey to Bath, Victor has assumed his position as Viscount Hawksley and the head of his household and master of all properties and estates formerly belonging to his father. Hubert Kincaide's dying request to his son was very much like his requests whilst he lived, albeit the deathbed plea had a deal more urgency--that Victor wed a lady of quality and have the family of fine sons as he himself had failed to do.

As the family is now out of mourning, Victor has accompanied his mother and sisters to London, ostensibly that the ladies may enjoy the Season. Victor has a duty to his father, his family and himself, as the most recent link in the chain that is the proud history of the Kincaide family, and the reticent, intense young man in possession of 8,000 pounds per annum fully intends to take a bride by Christmas at the latest.

Victor stands tall at 5'10", with the lean frame of an active country gentleman, fond of riding and hunting. His hair is thick and straight, though unruly, and neither quite blonde nor brown, but a tawny shade, its in-between nature matched by his eyes: a mossy green-brown. His clothes are the latest in fashion, without being dandified, and exquisitely cut and tailored.

Personality

With a serious demeanour, Victor is almost forbidding, and indeed might present an earthly sort of mysterium tremendum et fascinans, both intriguing and terrifying to the observer. Victor was always made to feel different, by his treatment at home, and this feeling of isolation only intensified upon his realization that he harboured a strong attraction to his young tutor in his early teens. Certainly his catechism made him aware of the great sin in even acknowledging such feelings, much less acting upon them; beyond which he has known since birth the importance of his conformation to the traditions of thought and feeling established by the good society of his proud ancestors. Forbidding himself to feel such tender emotions as most young men (and girls) revel in, he has become increasingly withdrawn on a personal level, while maintaining a scrupulouslyvibrant and engaging public manner to hide his secret, helpless shame.

Charismatic and charming, his air of mystery lends a glow to his words and actions such as only unabashed speculation can. Had the lifelong expectations of his family been less stringently imposed upon him, he may have developed into a scholarly, ineffectual young man, utterly kind and comfortable. However, with such great importance in being the only surviving son, he has a single-minded intensity about everything he does, never doubting or even intending anything, only knowing that it will be as he wills it.

A fast learner, he was wholly educated at home, lest he catch some kind of pestilence at a school and drag his family's hopes into his grave. At Cambridge, he lept to himself, for perhaps that same reason, or to cut himself off from the torture of temptation. Solitary and taciturn outside of social settings, when in company he distills a dizzyingly potent draught of wit and warm charm, compelling most everyone to partake with all the dangerous appeal of a jungle cat.

Fond of reading, art and music, Victor hopes to attend as many concerts as possible whilst he is in town, keeping a weather eye out for young ladies to fit his criteria.

To fortune, he is generally indifferent, wanting his wife to only be comfortable enough with her own fortune to not be scheming entirely for his. A poor slattern, of course, will never do to be the next Viscountess, nor will he have his coffers sucked dry by any grasping harpy. Beauty, being indicative of health, of course, a necessity, high colour marking a strong constitution. Well-mannered and publically docile, worthy to hang upon his arm and be mother to his sons. As to all other particulars, he has none. Too many specifics, based on whim and changeable fancy, would only hamper and lengthen his search, and he knows the best way is always the most direct, so long as being straight-forward did not at all embitter public opinion, image being the first concern of Victor's heart.

He is narcissistic, yes, but with every reason to be thus--young, handsome, brilliant and rich, he has always been his family's darling, (though his parent's doting did have a rather desperate edge,) and thus far he has found wider society to be no different. Beyond his concern for keeping up appearances at all costs, he is startlingly practical and level-headed, to a point which some, if they knew him intimately, might call cold or even cruel. To his mother and sisters, he is the kindest, most solicitous of men. To his friends, he is nothing--he has no friends, nor any real need of close acquaintances, preferring to skim only the surface of social niceties. He is excruciatingly aware of who he is, and what he is, and he goes about being so with unshakeable tenacity. A queer mixture of the perfected artifice needed in society and the ruthless integrity ingrained within him since birth, Victor knows what he wants, and he will get it.