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Adelaide Chappel

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About Adelaide Chappel

  • Millegan Stage & Transportation

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    Main Character
  • Playby
    Clara Paget
  • Full Name
    Adelaide Ledocia Chappel
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  • Height
    5' 5"
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Physical Description

addy-bio.jpgThere is nothing timid or fragile about Addy, and she'll slug anyone who even hints that there is!  She holds herself erect and moves with an easy confidence, looking folks, man or woman, in the eye with deep brown eyes that sparkle with flecks of gold.  Her smile is quick and wide, her expression open, making her emotions easy to read.  Although she works at a man's job, around horses and in the dirt and mud, she keeps herself clean and neat when she can.  When she is working, Addy keeps her long hair back in a braid or shoved up under her hat, out of the way.

While the men's-cut style of her shirts don't change, depending on her mood and task, she wears either duck-fabric pants or wool skirts in dark colors.  When on the job, there is always a holster at her hips, holding her Colt Navy revolver as well as a Bowie-style knife, although generally she doesn't carry those in town.  She wears gauntleted gloves around the horses and when the weather is bad, she has a heavy woolen coat, or, for rain, an oil slicker.  She always has a dark blue slouch hat plopped on her head that has feathers and bits of ribbon shoved in the beaded band.

Traits & Characteristics

  • Mostly illiterate (-)
  • Easy-going  (+)
  • Caring, in a rough sort of way (+)
  • Insecure in matters of the heart  (-)

General Personality

Addy takes life head-on, not really caring what folks think of her, after all, it really doesn't matter in the long run, as she is confident in herself.   All her life, she's just been 'one of the boys', and while she knows that some folks look at her as an oddity and look down on her, she knows that there are others who just see her as a jeru, the stage driver.   There is little that gets under her skin, and while she won't back down from a fight, she doesn't actively seek trouble...usually!  Gritty, stubborn, she won't hesitate to take on a challenge or get dirty.

There is a soft side to Addy, especially where kids and critters are concerned, and she can easily charm children with her sleight-of-hand skills, putting them at ease. She does have a temper and won't tolerate bullying, and when she is riled, she won't hold back with a fist or a quick kick to the shins!


Employer Name

Millegan Stage and Transportation
Position:  Employee
Details:  Driving stage, occasionally freight, maintaining swing stations as needed, caring for the horses.

Professional Skills
Driving stage, four-up or six-up; cleaning and maintaining swing stations along the routes, including cooking occasionally for hapless travelers, grooming the horses and tending to any injuries.


Self Defense

Addy is a fair shot with a pistol, she can surely hit the broad side of a barn!  She wears a Colt Navy revolver, carries a Bowie knife.  She's a fair scrapper in a hand-to-hand fight.

Hobbies & Interests
Addy plays the fiddle and has some skill in sleight-of-hand 'magic'.  Addy also has some experience at treating wounds and such and is a passing good tracker.

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Current Residence

Place of Birth
Pigeon Forge, Tennessee

Kith & Kin


Father: Hiram Chappel, muleskinner,  still living in Pigeon Forge

Mother: Ledocia, died of consumption


  • Zachariah: 40, living in Pigeon Forge, ferrier, married with six children
  • Ezequiel: 36, living in Topeka, KA, drover, single
  • Isiah: 30, living in Pigeon Forge, farm laborer, married with one child
  • Died in the War: Joshua, Absalom, Japeth, Jedediah, Hezekiah


TBD via game play and added later.

Life Events


  • 1847: I waz borned in a little shack in a place called Pigen forge Tennesseese, to Ma an' Pa...kinda like that wazn't no choice fer me...
  • 1851: My Mama died, an ' I miss her an' Pa an' my brothers did th' best they could raisn' me, an' I started workin' with mules an' critters'a all sorts.
  • 1858: I started drovin' local
  • 1863: I waz drivin' amblance waggins fer th' CSA down South
  • 1866: Waz when I started movin' West
  • 1870: I signed on with th' Millegan Stage Co.

Born in the hills of Tennessee,  Addy was the youngest of eight children,  and the only girl among the siblings.   She was the apple of her Pa's eye,  and he,  as well as her brothers,  doted on her.   The novelty of having a kid sister wasn't lost on her brothers,  and,  much to her Ma's chagrin,  they were teaching her at an early age to spit and swim and climb trees and do all manner of things that a lady wasn't supposed to do.   And when her Ma died of consumption when Addy was just a tyke,  that got worse.   After all, Pa had no idea how to raise a girl-child, and his time was tied up in the business...he was a muleskinner and drover, and owned a shipping company that the whole family participated in, even young Addy.

Not that she minded, she took natural to working around the animals and really didn't mind one bit mucking stalls and grooming the huge beasts...it beat cooking and mending in her opinion!  By the time she was eleven, she was driving short routes in town, and when the war broke out and the men were called to battle, she started taking the longer runs.  It was only a couple years into the war that she hired on with a local contingent of the CSA Army to drive ambulances, and it was during this time that she leaned a little about treating wounds and doing what had to be done.

By the war's end, only three of her brothers were still alive, and while they were content to continue in the family business, Addy had the bug to wander, and that she did!  Gradually working her way West, she took on a number of jobs, driving freight, stages, working in stables and such.  There was a brief, overnight marriage to 'Dirty Dan Wallace', a tall, 'strapping, bearded Scot with a charming brogue.  It was a silly whim, since she refused to have sex without being married.  The next day, after the alcohol wore off, they decided marriage wasn't for them and parted ways amicably.  She has no idea where he is.

Most recently, Addy has taken a job with the Mulligan Stage Lines, and has been assigned to the Kalispell route, and will be moving into the swing station there, where she will live in the small quarters in the barn, luxury accommodations!

Character Notes

General Notes
Can't much read nor write, but can trail a flying squirrel in a thunderstorm!
Addy talks English right good!  And she can understand drunk!

Animals & Pets

'Arabesque', her saddle horse, a bay Morgan-cross mare
All manner of horses, her favorite team are Belgians, Duke, Mike, Frank and Spike

Barn kitties, among them, Buster, Walter and Molly

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Recent Posts

  1. Adelaide Chappel
    "I know ya ain't no moocher."  Addy returned the nudge, just a tad harder, then shrugged.  "There's plenty'a things ya can do until ya find somethin' that suits ya better.  I ain't destitute, I got a little set aside, so ya don't need ta worry on that.  We'll get by."
    She knew her brother, and knew that he wasn't going to be without steady work long.  He knew his responsibilities and accepted them fully, he was the sort to make his own way, and she knew that it would weigh on him if he had to live off her for long.
    "I hear th' doc is lookin' fer a nurse," she chuckled, "an' I know you can change bandages an' dole out medicine."  He'd just arrived, but she was certain that he'd have a job within the week.
  2. Adelaide Chappel
    "Beautiful damsels?"  Staggering to her feet, Addy shook her head, trying to clear her eyes of tears.  "I thought I was th' one that got hit on th' head."  She managed to grin, but it hurt a powerful lot!
    Reaching up, she took the agitated horse by the bridle and stroked its nose.  "Easy there, it's all done...I hope."  Then she looked up at Joseph.  "Good ya stay up there, ya look like a Wednesday possum 'woke up on a Sunday."  Once he was dismounted, there was no way she and Caroline were going to get him back up there, and he didn't look like he could make it far.
    "Good ta see yer pretty visage, gotta say that!"  Blinking, she looked around to see if the Indian's horse was still close by, so she and Caroline could have a ride, too.  The lieutenant's injuries would need to be tended to, but this wasn't the place, they'd need to find a place to set up camp for the night.
    Well, unless there were more boys in pretty blue uniforms nearby.
    "What'er yer orders, sir?"
  3. Adelaide Chappel
    It came as no surprise to Addy that Caroline was close on her heels, the singer had moxie in spades, and was lacking just enough in good sense to join in Addy's folly.
    And now that she'd decided to act, there was no turning back, the next few seconds would determine everything.
    She was actually pretty surprised that her blow landed, but there wasn't time to celebrate, or even push the attack, as she met the (fortunately) non-working end of the Indian's rifle too up close and personal.  The blow caught her in the face, immediately bringing her to her hands and knees, stunned and blinded with the pain.
    Just for a few seconds, though, time to catch her breath, then she'd be back in the fray.
  4. Adelaide Chappel
    "Right 'bout that," Addy declared.  "Been ta some towns that ain't too hospitable, but seems like Kalispell's got the right mix'a wild an' 'civilized'.  Hain't yet been overly spoilt by th' Ladies Society, an' that's a good thing!"
    She glanced over her shoulder as Weedy clamored down from the loft, joining with Josh.  "Any dessert's good!" he gave his opinion, "but I think I like pecan pie best...and cookies...Oh, and cake, too!  Chocolate is the best!"
    Addy laughed.  "Boy ain't picky, an' that's certain!  Kinda like one'a my little brothers, back in th' day."  Of course, as kids, they hadn't had much access to sweets, so that made treats extra special.  "Me, I never did care much, seein' as I'm so sweet already!"
  5. Adelaide Chappel
    When Caroline stumbled, she nearly pulled Addy down with her, and it was only by a quick hop that she didn't step on her friend, but rather, managed to jump over her.  Panting, Addy reached to drag Caroline back up...they couldn't afford to worry about minor problems, but then a shot rang out, startling her as she expected to drop dead.
    But there was more noise, farther past where the Indian should be, and the whinny of a horse.  Someone else was out there.
    "Stay here."  She gave Caroline a gentle push back down, then pulled out her small knife and and sprinted -- if the Indian was distracted, this was her only chance.  If he wasn't, there wasn't much hope anyway, and maybe Caroline could get away.
    Either way, Addy charged, focused on the Human form in the waning light, her aim for high on the torso.
  6. Adelaide Chappel
    They couldn't just run...there was no way that they could outrun the Indian, even with him on foot.  And fighting him wasn't much of an option, either...he had the rifle, and if he used it, that would be the end of them.  And even if they managed to have an opportunity to engage him hand-to-hand, they'd have little chance...this was an older warrior, more experienced than the boy they'd dispatched, and prepared for them.
    No, this was dire.  He was going to kill them, but it would be neither quick nor pleasant, and Addy determined that, when it became obvious that there was no hope, she'd kill Caroline herself, and spare at least one of them the horror that awaited.
    But, they still had a bit of a lead, and the coming darkness would make their trail hard to follow, so there was still some advantage.  Of course, the noise they made thrashing through the brush gave them away, and if they stopped, they'd have to be deathly still, or he'd hear the breathing.
    Maybe, if they could find water...
  7. Adelaide Chappel
    "I got no use fer 'im," Addy pointed out, although, if Caroline was really insistent, she figured Weedy could use it.  But then, it didn't matter...
    The shot startled Addy, and she immediately grabbed Caroline by the wrist, expecting her to crumple to the ground, after all, she hadn't been shot, so it must be...
    "Gawdamed bastard!" she spat as the pony fell.  Not that she wanted it to be one of them who had been shot, but she hated people who abused animals.
    There was no time to worry about that, though, they needed to...well, do something.  Couldn't go on the offensive while the man was still mounted, but running wasn't a much good option with them both barefoot, but that was the only one they had.  At least the Indian's horse wasn't going to make any more headway into the thick brush than the pony had, so the man would eventually have to leave it.
    Tugging Caroline with her, not that she needed to encourage her, Addy started to run.  After they'd put a bit of distance between them and the man, she'd let Caroline go ahead, then she'd wait for him and attack...it was a crappy plan, but a plan, at least.
  8. Adelaide Chappel
    "Mr. Smiley?"  Addy's eyes lit up at the mention of the name.  "Ya mean that ol' coot's still alive?  I'll be gully-whomped!  Well, no wonder they're such fine animals!"
    Shaking her head, she continued to smile as she looked at her brother.  "We had it good, didn't we?"  At least until the war had changed things so much that there was, at least for her, no going back.  "But then, our paths went different ways, an' I can't say as it was a bad thing fer me." 
    Certainly, she wouldn't have thrived back in Pigeon Forge, not that she would have been pressured to get married, or to take up 'woman's work', but she just didn't think she'd be happy in a place so civilized.
    "C'mon, now, let's go get us some pie!"  She was looking forward to having time to chat with her brother once the boys were in bed.
  9. Adelaide Chappel
    "It's good fer someone, I reckon."  Addy grinned, then shrugged.  "I'm takin' lessons fer readin' an' writin' from Miss Orr, doin' pretty good, just slow, what with work an' all." 
    While it seemed odd to be having a casual conversation like this while they were wandering around the Montana mountains after escaping captivity, tattered, hungry, barefoot...well, there was no sense in fretting over something they couldn't change, they had to make do, and Addy was glad that she had Caroline with her.
    And at that, she couldn't help but chuckle, then had to explain.  "Was just thinkin' what it would'a been like, should I have been graced with Miss Mudd as a companion...likely would'a asked them Injuns ta just shoot me by now!"
    She laughed, then pulled the pony to a stop...the brush was getting too thick to safely navigate in the waning light, and they were running the risk of wandering into an abyss.
    Sighing, she turned away from the cliff they'd been riding alongside, a bit toward where the fighting had been, although they were still some distance.  "This danged pony sure is bony," she grumbled.  "Yer gonna need ta put some meat on his bones once we get home."
  10. Adelaide Chappel
    "I might just join ya on that floor!"  Addy chuckled, but then sighed.  "Reckon Weedy's worried sick.  He knows we should'a been back by now, but at least he's got my brother there now."  He'd hate for the poor kid to think he was abandoned again, he'd been through enough already.
    She chuckled.  "Well, reckon he can help me make out th' reports t' th' stage company, they're gonna want ta know what happened.  Hopefully, th' horses made it back."  She paused, then added, "I'll hafta make sure them others is buried proper, an' family's notified."
    Then she'd sleep for a week, only she didn't have that luxury.  "Sounds like they're done fightin'."  She just wished she knew who was involved and who was the victor.

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