Name: Nancy Johnson née Eccles
Gender and Age: Female 19 years.
National Origin: British
Personality: Nancy is a lovely young woman with a quick mind and a quiet demeanor, at least when she's under her husbands shadow. Quick flashes of curiosity over almost anything new, and sparks of a rebellious spirit fill her eyes when Mortimer is otherwise occupied. She seems naturally quite open and charming, and can become suddenly outspoken even in the presence of her husband, though she is always particularly withdrawn in the days following such outbursts.
Skills and abilities: She is able to speak Greek and Latin as well as play the lute, sing, dance. She is well educated and quite sharp in debate when her husband allows her to speak. She is an excellent cook and a passable seamstress. She is very organized and adept at household and household account management, including managing a small staff of servants. Always adept at braiding and coiffure, she became fascinated by sailor knots and rope skills during the voyage. She duplicated many of the knots and hitches with a bit of lanyard she carried during her on-deck constitutionals, tying, untying, and manipulating many of the knots, using a knitting needle as a marlinespike to loosen the tighter bindings.
Description: Nancy is a pretty dishwater blonde with pale grey-green eyes and a slender figure. Previously, she often displayed a bright smile, though that smile has been seen less often as of late, perhaps due to the inherent boredom and confinement of shipboard life. She wears serviceable grey, blue, or green travel gowns outside her cabin during her daily morning and evening constitutionals, and her hair is almost always up-styled or braided. On the rare occasion when she does wear it down, it displays either a natural curl, or a heavy curl trained into it from the braids.
Background: Nancy grew up in a large, deeply religious family of wealthy, but non-noble lineage. Her father was a Congregationalist Lecturer, though he - and all other non-Anglican ministers - was forbidden to preach within 5 miles of incorporated towns and his influence had waned without an audience for his charismatic and fiery sermons. Outwardly, the family professed Anglican loyalty, and her father and brothers made a good profit selling vestments and appointments to the rebuilding Church of England.
Mortimer Johnson was an Anglican Missionary over a dozen years her senior. The recent widower was dashing, urbane, handsome, accomplished, experienced, and widely traveled. Newly returned from nearly a decade ministering in heathen China and East Asia, he had returned to England to teach seminary for a year while shopping for a new English wife. His attention fell upon Nancy, and after only a few months courtship and negotiation with her father, the two were married. Though the marriage wasn't precisely arrainged, nor totally over her objections, she was in fact barely consulted about the matter. Still, his first-hand tales of exotic places and foreign lands intrigued her insatiable curiosity, and she found the older man quite charming.
They set sail on the Intrepid barely a week after their marriage, bound for an Anglican mission in Grenada where Mortimer was appointed to minister and convert the mostly French Catholic population of the newly acquired islands, captured during the recent Seven Years' War. Though his primary objective was to train a trio of younger men to continue the work once he moved on, as this was to be a temporary post, to allow the newlywed bride to acclimate to expatriate life in a somewhat less exotic environment than the Far East. Mortimer was open about his goal of soon returning to China.
Like most newlywed couples, the pair spent most of the journey alone in their cabin, though she made a habit of taking both a morning and and evening constitutional, circling the deck several times before retiring. Her husband usually, but not invariably, accompanied her on these strolls.
