Leonid von der Gilleman
Established
Memory failing, a body ailing, what curse do I carry?
Roleplay posts: 19
Age: 41
Physical Description: Frail and 6 feet tall, little can be seen behind his mask but light blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: A thick tunic, pants, hood and thick bandages covering all else. He always wears a mask outlining his face, and has a blessed chainmail over him. He usually walks with a gilded shepherd's crook, Shepherd's axe, and an ornate long-degen.
Registered: Oct 27, 2016 5:54:22 GMT -8
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Post by Leonid von der Gilleman on Dec 8, 2016 14:21:12 GMT -8
The man did not pick up an eclair for fear of sullying his gloves and their pristine whiteness, and motioned for the butler to carry them away. "I would love such a thing!" he declared, almost rising with excitement when she offered to make some more clothing with her powers. Once again, there was the eerie creaking of his mask bending to accommodate his emotion. He began to speak more excitedly, using his hands for various almost meaningless gestures. "Oh it could do almost any kind of thing couldn't it!" he half asked and half said. He was a bit more open with his speech, while still having a slight accent to his Ws Leonid was quite fluent in the common tongue. "Oh what a wonder it must be to see!"
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Sheriff Reagan Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Average to Above Average Height
Average build
White hair
Caucasian
Dashing
Clothes and Equipment: Zebra print Stetson hat, White jacket with leopard print upper torso and sleeves, Leopard print scarf, 5-point star badge, black trousers, Spurs on boots
Wand, Lasso
Registered: Oct 17, 2016 12:06:57 GMT -8
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Post by Sheriff Reagan Fletcher on Dec 9, 2016 10:00:07 GMT -8
"Yessir, I was just goin' round to tell all the locals that I've investigated that tremor ya'll felt recently. The giant Worm that caused it is not a Scar Beast, and it is not aggressive. I want to notify everyone that their livestock and properties will be unharmed by this worm, I've taken care of it. Wouldja mind passin' that along?" Reagan was now off his horse and looking around at the Plantation. "By the way, this is my first time visiting, what sort of crops are grown here?"
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on Dec 9, 2016 12:12:28 GMT -8
Genevieve's eyes widened in surprise at Leonid's enthusiasm, but his pleasure at such an idea was infectious, and she smiled and laughed gently while she enjoyed her eclair. "I suppose it can... would you like your scarf to have a special purpose, Monsieur? Oh, it's been a long time... I will perhaps have to practice before I can get it right."
"To see?" she wondered. "You would like to watch as I do it? It is really no different than how any other person might weave a scarf."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 17, 2024 0:54:59 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2016 12:50:10 GMT -8
The Butler nodded his head. "I will make sure to inform Lady Genevieve and the staff," he told the sheriff, watching as he dismounted. LaRue, the Butler, recognized that Reagan Fletcher was the authority of the area, and even more than that, the town itself was called Fletcher.
Even so, LaRue had not been given permission to allow the sheriff inside and knew that his mistress was hosting a dinner. The butler would never be so gauche as to be rude to the sheriff, but he was also a man given a job of keeping the household running smoothly and giving its mistress space when she needed it.
"Perhaps the Sheriff could come back during a daylight hour?" The Butler asked. "Lady Genevieve and Miss Vivienne are occupied at the moment, and given the nightly hour, will be retiring soon."
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Leonid von der Gilleman
Established
Memory failing, a body ailing, what curse do I carry?
Roleplay posts: 19
Age: 41
Physical Description: Frail and 6 feet tall, little can be seen behind his mask but light blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: A thick tunic, pants, hood and thick bandages covering all else. He always wears a mask outlining his face, and has a blessed chainmail over him. He usually walks with a gilded shepherd's crook, Shepherd's axe, and an ornate long-degen.
Registered: Oct 27, 2016 5:54:22 GMT -8
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Post by Leonid von der Gilleman on Dec 9, 2016 13:59:36 GMT -8
"Not really. I'd simply like it to be comfortable and sturdy for my uses." he said when the aged lady asked him the specifics of how he wanted his scarf. "Oh it may look that way but one who pays attention can see that it is more than that. When you have to take in what little time you have you learn to see the finer details of nearly everything." Leonid stated. "Even if it is as unceremonious as you claim it to be, then that would be a wonder all in it's own; to see that something so marvellous is done in a manner seemingly plain."
The man leaned back in his chair, breathing a little heavily from all of his excitement. He was a sickly person and straining himself. "Thank you." he wheezed.
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Sheriff Reagan Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Average to Above Average Height
Average build
White hair
Caucasian
Dashing
Clothes and Equipment: Zebra print Stetson hat, White jacket with leopard print upper torso and sleeves, Leopard print scarf, 5-point star badge, black trousers, Spurs on boots
Wand, Lasso
Registered: Oct 17, 2016 12:06:57 GMT -8
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Post by Sheriff Reagan Fletcher on Dec 10, 2016 19:54:57 GMT -8
"Of course, Mister. My business here is done. I got other homes to visit." Reagan gets back on his horse. "Good Night."
And so Reagan rode off.
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on May 21, 2017 12:32:46 GMT -8
The willow trees eventually gave way to stronger, sturdier trees that were more of the Gauldish fashion as Genevieve St. James and her guest, Raoul Ferdinand made their way around the bend. It was then that the handsome house -- well, manor, more accurately -- could be seen, once more framed by two posts on either side and flowers decorating its front yard and around the back. Seeing it made her heart clench in her chest, bringing back memories of a child that Genevieve still mourned. "Here we are," she said, but a bit of the sparkle of her laughter had faded from her voice as she gestured toward it.
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Raoul Ferdinand
Dedicated
King of Prospernalia
Roleplay posts: 235
Physical Description: Tall and lean, with his dark, unkempt hair and dark blue eyes, Raul cuts a striking figure. He has strong, broad shoulders and long limbs, obviously accustomed to hard work.
Clothes and Equipment: He typically wears rough, sturdy clothing, stained with dust from the road, and several days' worth of stubble. Despite this, his equipment is immaculately maintained, the mark of a man that lives and dies by his tools. His primary weapon seems to be a large recurved bow, a composite of horn and wood so powerful that it requires extraordinary strength to string, or even pull. He also carries several harpoons, perhaps for hunting large game. His heavy, scaled armor is woven with protective wards.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raoul Ferdinand on May 21, 2017 14:36:52 GMT -8
Raoul looked around the manor and the grounds and tried to not to gape like a landed fish. He had known that Lady Genevieve St. James was a wealthy woman of the upper classes, but this was well in excess of what he had expected. “It is beautiful, Genevieve… Simply beautiful. I am afraid I might bring down the property values just by crossing the threshhold.”
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on May 21, 2017 18:34:55 GMT -8
She laughed gently, but it sounded a little forced. As if she made the sound because she was socially expected to. When she looked up Deuxcouers, she did not see the beautiful haven that she thought she could use an escape. When she looked upon the estate, she saw the futile efforts of an enchantress who was trying to run away from thoughts of her daughter, making everything too beautiful, too enchanting. Futile efforts. She stepped up onto the wide shaded plantation porch and to the large double doors with their golden handles and painted black lacquer and stepped inside. A butler was immediately there and bowed. "My lady," the man said, and then bowed his head to Raoul Ferdinand as he entered behind her. "Sir. May I take your coat?" He held out his hands to take Genevieve's cloak and Raoul's cloak as directed. "Thank you, LaRue. This is Mr. Raoul Ferdinand. I am going to be showing him around the house, but if you would have refreshments prepared in the mean time..." Genevieve said, at home in the grandeur of the white-and-black tiled foyer with the Rondi wood carved middle table topped with a beautiful, ornate orangement in a Dareian vase. A Gauldish, gold-gilded grandfather clock stood in the hall to one side, and a painting depicting the sloping hills outside of Travere was on the other side. "Of course, milady," LaRue said, but he eyed Raoul curiously all the same. She had never brought home a man before, and this one looked like a rake if ever he'd seen one.
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Raoul Ferdinand
Dedicated
King of Prospernalia
Roleplay posts: 235
Physical Description: Tall and lean, with his dark, unkempt hair and dark blue eyes, Raul cuts a striking figure. He has strong, broad shoulders and long limbs, obviously accustomed to hard work.
Clothes and Equipment: He typically wears rough, sturdy clothing, stained with dust from the road, and several days' worth of stubble. Despite this, his equipment is immaculately maintained, the mark of a man that lives and dies by his tools. His primary weapon seems to be a large recurved bow, a composite of horn and wood so powerful that it requires extraordinary strength to string, or even pull. He also carries several harpoons, perhaps for hunting large game. His heavy, scaled armor is woven with protective wards.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raoul Ferdinand on May 21, 2017 20:45:21 GMT -8
Raoul nodded and handed his jacket to the man. He was unused to all this, but the concept wasn’t entirely alien to him. And he did have Lady Genevieve St. James ’s example to follow. He noticed the change in his companion’s demeanor, but he chose not to address it just yet. Better not to bring it up around people in case it was something sensitive. Instead, he looked around the decorations. The clock, the painting, the vase, even the table was beautiful and probably expensive beyond all sense. “It is even more beautiful inside than out. It suits you that way.” He offered her a warm smile, tucking his hands behind his back, as if afraid to touch anything. “I can hardly blame you if you truly spend most of your time here as you say.”
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on May 22, 2017 6:36:02 GMT -8
Another forced smile, especially as Raoul flirted lightly with her in front of LaRue. "Come," she said and gestured him past the grand staircase that separated midway to go to different landings. She opened a door to lead him into a grand library, sunlight streaming through the windows. Everything in the house was a touch feminine, but not overbearingly so. Still, anyone could get a sense that there was no "Man of the House" given the soft creams and quiet browns that were used in most of the rooms.
She showed him the library, speaking about the room and leading him through a door near the fireplace into a room that seemed the same as the library, but smaller, more intimate. The books there were magical tomes, she told him, that carried information on a number of different subjects as pertained to the supernatural realm.
She showed him a quiet study, and then a smoking lounge with a billiards table in the center. The way everything was so pristine hinted that she'd never once played and didn't actually know how. "I think I made this room, thinking of my husband," she said, and then a small, warm -- but sad -- smile did curve her lips then. "Not that he would have played. He was a moral man and didn't often give into games of chance and greed, but I like to think..." Her fingertips trailed over the waxed wooden edge of the table, touched the leather that lined the inside of a pocket. She laughed. "I'm not sure what I think."
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Raoul Ferdinand
Dedicated
King of Prospernalia
Roleplay posts: 235
Physical Description: Tall and lean, with his dark, unkempt hair and dark blue eyes, Raul cuts a striking figure. He has strong, broad shoulders and long limbs, obviously accustomed to hard work.
Clothes and Equipment: He typically wears rough, sturdy clothing, stained with dust from the road, and several days' worth of stubble. Despite this, his equipment is immaculately maintained, the mark of a man that lives and dies by his tools. His primary weapon seems to be a large recurved bow, a composite of horn and wood so powerful that it requires extraordinary strength to string, or even pull. He also carries several harpoons, perhaps for hunting large game. His heavy, scaled armor is woven with protective wards.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raoul Ferdinand on May 22, 2017 8:53:49 GMT -8
Husband. That was a bit of a shock, but then she started speaking of him in the past tense, and a few things made more sense. Clearly it still hurt her, and it probably always would, to some degree. That was the nature of these things, from what he had seen. Raoul reached over and lightly touched Lady Genevieve St. James ’s forearm, looking over to her with a genuine, and for once not flirtatious smile. “I think I never practiced this sort of conversation. But he was a lucky man. Tell me about him?”
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on May 22, 2017 14:21:25 GMT -8
She seemed a little surprise that he would ask. "Oh," she said and then suddenly struggled. It was as if she didn't know where to begin. "He was... my savior," Genevieve said, walking around the edge of the pool table slowly. "I met him when I was..." Pregnant "... in trouble. He says that he took one look at me and fell in love, but I think that is only what he said to calm me on our wedding day. It was very rushed. We married within days of meeting, and then I went with him to war." She came to the edge of the table and stopped. "He was a good man, but I didn't love him like a wife should have loved her husband. It is one of my regrets in life." She lifted her lashes and gazed at Raoul Ferdinand. "Have you wronged any lovers?"
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Raoul Ferdinand
Dedicated
King of Prospernalia
Roleplay posts: 235
Physical Description: Tall and lean, with his dark, unkempt hair and dark blue eyes, Raul cuts a striking figure. He has strong, broad shoulders and long limbs, obviously accustomed to hard work.
Clothes and Equipment: He typically wears rough, sturdy clothing, stained with dust from the road, and several days' worth of stubble. Despite this, his equipment is immaculately maintained, the mark of a man that lives and dies by his tools. His primary weapon seems to be a large recurved bow, a composite of horn and wood so powerful that it requires extraordinary strength to string, or even pull. He also carries several harpoons, perhaps for hunting large game. His heavy, scaled armor is woven with protective wards.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raoul Ferdinand on May 22, 2017 15:39:24 GMT -8
...and that explained a bit more. You, in trouble, rescued by some dashing gentleman, swept up in a whirlwind, married right away, then off to war. Probably a widow almost before she had gotten used to being a wife. He wasn’t certain it was all exactly right in his mind, but fit together. It made sense. He couldn’t be too far off, really. Raoul nodded and looked down at the table, then changed his mind and looked at Lady Genevieve St. James instead. “We all have, I think. Even if we try not to. I was young and foolish. Younger and more foolish, perhaps I should say.” He chuckled mirthlessly at himself at that. “I made promises I could not keep. I meant to, of course. I thought that I could… but that is the way when we are young, no? I do not make such promises anymore. It is best if I am gone before me leaving would hurt.”
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on May 22, 2017 16:43:22 GMT -8
She looked at him for a beat after he finished speaking. That one moment seemed to say it. It was too late; it would hurt if he left now. But Genevieve just smiled, that smile that was softly tinted with sadness, and turned to walk back down the length of the table to the other set of doors. "Let me show you the rest of the home," she said to Raoul Ferdinand. "And then we can eat and figure out how we will get your horse through the door of my shop."
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Raoul Ferdinand
Dedicated
King of Prospernalia
Roleplay posts: 235
Physical Description: Tall and lean, with his dark, unkempt hair and dark blue eyes, Raul cuts a striking figure. He has strong, broad shoulders and long limbs, obviously accustomed to hard work.
Clothes and Equipment: He typically wears rough, sturdy clothing, stained with dust from the road, and several days' worth of stubble. Despite this, his equipment is immaculately maintained, the mark of a man that lives and dies by his tools. His primary weapon seems to be a large recurved bow, a composite of horn and wood so powerful that it requires extraordinary strength to string, or even pull. He also carries several harpoons, perhaps for hunting large game. His heavy, scaled armor is woven with protective wards.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raoul Ferdinand on May 22, 2017 16:55:09 GMT -8
This time, his laugh was more like the old Raoul; warm and genuine and easy. The image of attempting to walk a horse through the fancy clothing shop was almost like a deliberate joke, and here he was, actually facing it as a serious concern. “Well, if it anything like moving a large couch upstairs, it will probably involve lifting and turning her sidewise, then rolling her through the gap.”
He burst out laughing again at the ridiculousness of the idea, shaking his head and wiping away a mirthful tear. “But yes. Let us eat first. I would want to try it on an empty stomach.”
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on May 22, 2017 19:47:29 GMT -8
She turned and walked backwards for a moment as she tried to imagine how he'd get the horse through the door. "Oh, your poor horse," she laughed, lifting a hand to cover her smile with her hand, even though it still sparkled in her eyes.
"One more room, one more room -- and then we will eat and try to fetch her as carefully as possible," Genevieve insisted, and turned back around to open the double doors into the grand ballroom. There were large, wealthy mirrors all along one side and a massive chandelier at the center of the room, two smaller ones framed on either side. There was a wide balcony where speeches could be made, obviously lent to the upper floors, and a pavilion where an orchestra could play. A harp and a grand piano were already there. The floors were made of soft Rondi wood and Gauldish wood, all of the pieces making an elaborate pattern across the floor. Down the opposite wall was a wall of glass windows with heavy drapes to either side and handsome gauldish doors that led out into the back gardens.
It was a wonderful room, and yet... it appeared like it was rarely, if ever used. White sheets were over tables gathered in the corners, and the mirrors looked a bit dusty. There was a sheet over the harp as well, and the ceiling that was painted with some sort of Gauldish motif seemed a bit bland, as if it had lost some of its color.
"We can host a going-away party in this room for you," Genevieve said as she walked toward the middle of the room, her voice echoing given the excellent acoustics.
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Raoul Ferdinand
Dedicated
King of Prospernalia
Roleplay posts: 235
Physical Description: Tall and lean, with his dark, unkempt hair and dark blue eyes, Raul cuts a striking figure. He has strong, broad shoulders and long limbs, obviously accustomed to hard work.
Clothes and Equipment: He typically wears rough, sturdy clothing, stained with dust from the road, and several days' worth of stubble. Despite this, his equipment is immaculately maintained, the mark of a man that lives and dies by his tools. His primary weapon seems to be a large recurved bow, a composite of horn and wood so powerful that it requires extraordinary strength to string, or even pull. He also carries several harpoons, perhaps for hunting large game. His heavy, scaled armor is woven with protective wards.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raoul Ferdinand on May 22, 2017 21:24:29 GMT -8
Raoul openly gaped as he stared around the huge ballroom, or whatever it was. His attempts to play it cool went right out the window at the spectacle of it all. The chandelier probably cost more than everything he owned. Maybe everything he had ever owned.
“Fuck me…” He gasped softly, trying to take it all in. “You throw me a going away party in this place, and I just might be required not to leave afterwards…”
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Lady Genevieve St. James
Dedicated
Enchantress & Entrepreneur
Roleplay posts: 489
Age: mid-30s.
Physical Description: Her hair is sunshine gold, her skin is peaches and creme, and her eyes are periwinkle, sometimes lilac, sometimes blue. She has a comely body that is not too curvy and not too slim, and a height that is not too tall and not too petite. A beauty mark marks her cheek just below her left eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Genevieve is always clothed handsomely, although not ornately, and uses good fabrics for her well-fit and well-made clothes. She wears a long necklace, the thin golden chain easily visible but the pendant itself is usually tucked beneath her bodice, unseen. In the well-hidden pockets of the full skirts of her gowns, she usually has odds and ends hidden away.
Allegiances: Isra, Aozora, Gauldin
Registered: Nov 28, 2015 11:03:51 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Genevieve St. James on May 22, 2017 21:46:18 GMT -8
Genevieve stopped walking and turned to look back at him, some distance away. "I've never used it," she admitted to him, her voice slightly echoing. She avoided looking at herself in the mirrors that lined one wall, her gaze focused on him, or the floor, or the ceiling, or the silk-papered wall on the otherside that was decorated with an Arcadian scene of frolicking deer and birds and flowers, gold-leaf no doubt etched into the whimsical designs that was meant to represent a dance of spring.
"Not for balls or parties or the like, I mean to say," Genevieve further clarified. The only thing in the room that didn't seem to have a white sheet over it was the piano. "Those doors there lead into the Grand Dining Room," she told him. "We will rarely eat in there, unless, of course, you want to. I prefer to eat in the Gallery."
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Raoul Ferdinand
Dedicated
King of Prospernalia
Roleplay posts: 235
Physical Description: Tall and lean, with his dark, unkempt hair and dark blue eyes, Raul cuts a striking figure. He has strong, broad shoulders and long limbs, obviously accustomed to hard work.
Clothes and Equipment: He typically wears rough, sturdy clothing, stained with dust from the road, and several days' worth of stubble. Despite this, his equipment is immaculately maintained, the mark of a man that lives and dies by his tools. His primary weapon seems to be a large recurved bow, a composite of horn and wood so powerful that it requires extraordinary strength to string, or even pull. He also carries several harpoons, perhaps for hunting large game. His heavy, scaled armor is woven with protective wards.
Registered: Mar 28, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -8
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Post by Raoul Ferdinand on May 23, 2017 6:14:58 GMT -8
“I expect a thing called the Grand Dining Room is a bit much for just the two of us, no?” Raoul looked around the room again, taking in the sheer scale of it all. He wasn’t certain that he could navigate his way through the house without getting lost at this point, and wondered briefly if he should have left a trail of breadcrumbs behind him. Probably the staff would have cleaned it up behind, though…
“Whatever is easy will do, Genevieve. I would not want to be in the way at all, or to disrupt things if they are done a certain way. You will not even know I am here… aside from all the times I flatter you with poetry and throw myself into your path in the hopes of a smile… or… well no, I fully intend to make a nuisance of myself, actually, now that I think on it. But a charming nuisance, yes?”
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