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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 3, 2024 5:00:29 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 20:10:38 GMT -8
He studied her for a moment, the mark on her face.
"Milady, I am not of the habit of sharing my conversations with others. Now... a gift. What gift would you like?"
It was a service for a service. He did not want to feel indebted to Cerridwyn or her father.
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Cerridwyn von Heschburg
Dedicated
Just a pawn.
Roleplay posts: 144
Age: 20
Physical Description: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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Height: 5'4" - about average.
Weight: 105-110 lbs
Hair: Curly, dark brown
Eyes: Very blue
Skin: Fair
Race: Human
Has a heart shaped birth mark on her belly that nobody knows about but her family.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Clothes and Equipment: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wears the traditional garb of medieval ladies:
Kirtle (the outer gown) of fine fabrics like silk and velvet
Shift or Chemise (Undergown)
Girdle -(Belt, not shape wear) with a sheath for a jeweled dagger used for eating.
Sometimes she wears different head pieces such as:
Snood, cauls, barbs, etc
And footwear usually consists of slippers
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 5, 2016 20:35:01 GMT -8
She nodded when he said the first part, then pinched her nose with the second, "I want for nothing. If you are really that worried, highness, simply buy some steeds from my father." And that was that. She tightened her lips some, and then relaxed, excusing herself and going to tend to the staff. He would probably overhear whispers from the staff, for the new Mistress' ladies arrived that morn. The woman had heavy influence on Lord Raoul according to one lady, who prettily pouted in the fake way about Cerridwyn being forced out... Such a shame.
Apparently Raoul was calling her useless and such for having fled court. Actually, it was said in her presence by one lady in particular who pretended the girl was not there. Cerri seemed to wilt, then stiffen as they began to demand she have this ready and that ready, the staff was busy so she did menial tasks on her own before simply walking out of the castle.
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Emperor Rexus Aleksander
Committed
Kaiser, Tsar, Imperator; Lord of Mankind
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: Much older than he looks.
Physical Description: A throwback to the Emperor's of old, he is extremely tall at 7'5, very muscular and generally bulky. He has has short and very neat blond hair and baby blue eyes. Powerful regal features are upon his face along with a small scar on his forehead. When extremely tired or irritated he will begin to show some wrinkles of someone much older than he would appear at first glance.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of five-piece armour and a large Xiphos sword both of which are beautiful and deadly in equal measure.
Registered: Nov 22, 2016 5:22:53 GMT -8
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Post by Emperor Rexus Aleksander on Dec 11, 2016 21:50:33 GMT -8
Just like for the many other parts of the Empire, the Emperor came here to visit within his tour and see the great family. Once again, the jet black coach and column of soldiers came and the Emperor came out awaiting some sort of greeting.
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Countess Celine Rouvière
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: Average (5'6")
Build: Lush (Curvy in the right places)
Eyes: Silver
Hair: Red
Race: Human
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Clothes and Equipment: Rich clothes
A ritual dagger
Various Apocathary pouches
Various potions
A rowan rod (her wand)
Crystals...
Spell tomes... etc
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Registered: Dec 11, 2016 10:03:59 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Celine Rouvière on Dec 12, 2016 0:36:22 GMT -8
The emperor was greeted, naturally, by the count and his new and very lovely countess, Celine. He'd be bowed and curtseyed to, then shown to the high table which was set up with food and drink already. The head chair was given to his Imperial Majesty, and pretty young attendees to the new Mistress of the castle seemed to flock aroung, cooing over their handsome liege, one even going so far as offering seductive looks.
He'd be able to see that the castle was furnished richly, but tastefully... No overabundance of plush cushions, nor tapestries, but rather polished woods and gleaming metals, white washed stone that was clean... However, Cerridwyn's absence caused a mutiny of sorts, and the servants were not as evident as normal, so some things would not be clean... The rushes in particular were needing to be replaced, and a thin layer of dust was beginning to accumulate here and there.
"What brings our mighty Emperor to our humble abode?" Asked the Count, who was genuinely loyal to him, but was... off. There was just something off about him... Perhaps the vacant look in his eyes, or the monotone way he spoke. Or perhaps he was sad. It was hard to tell.
Celine kept a careful eye on the girls, gesturing for them to go unless the Emperor didn't mind being fawned over. In any case, he was not there to tend to his loins. The countess, he'd be able to note, had rings on almost every finger, wore the finest silk gown, and was decked out with gold, silver, and jewels. She regarded to emperor with cool, silver eyes, watching with much more animation than her spell induced husband.
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Emperor Rexus Aleksander
Committed
Kaiser, Tsar, Imperator; Lord of Mankind
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: Much older than he looks.
Physical Description: A throwback to the Emperor's of old, he is extremely tall at 7'5, very muscular and generally bulky. He has has short and very neat blond hair and baby blue eyes. Powerful regal features are upon his face along with a small scar on his forehead. When extremely tired or irritated he will begin to show some wrinkles of someone much older than he would appear at first glance.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of five-piece armour and a large Xiphos sword both of which are beautiful and deadly in equal measure.
Registered: Nov 22, 2016 5:22:53 GMT -8
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Post by Emperor Rexus Aleksander on Dec 12, 2016 9:23:50 GMT -8
The Emperor gave Raoul a slightly annoyed stare when all the girls were surrounding him, wanting to eat and talk in peace. "I'm simply here to see the land, as is customary." he said, suddenly smiling like an angel. As per usual the Emperor took some sort of morsel with a bone and devouring it swiftly to sate himself and be free to speak. He gave the lady Celine a suspicious stare having himself dealt with many witches before but decided to drop it for now. Instead he went to the marginally more pressing matter. "Is all well, Lord?" he asked.
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Cerridwyn von Heschburg
Dedicated
Just a pawn.
Roleplay posts: 144
Age: 20
Physical Description: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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Height: 5'4" - about average.
Weight: 105-110 lbs
Hair: Curly, dark brown
Eyes: Very blue
Skin: Fair
Race: Human
Has a heart shaped birth mark on her belly that nobody knows about but her family.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Clothes and Equipment: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wears the traditional garb of medieval ladies:
Kirtle (the outer gown) of fine fabrics like silk and velvet
Shift or Chemise (Undergown)
Girdle -(Belt, not shape wear) with a sheath for a jeweled dagger used for eating.
Sometimes she wears different head pieces such as:
Snood, cauls, barbs, etc
And footwear usually consists of slippers
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 12, 2016 11:13:12 GMT -8
Count Raoul gave a nod and sighed as his wife touched his shoulder, having caught the odd look. "You will have to forgive us, Your Majesty. My Cerridwyn has disappeared several days ago. We have had our best knights searching, and I, myself have been looking as well. We only just arrived here this morn to nourish ourselves before we go back to searching." It was a most baldfaced lie, but it was told smoothly and delivered with just the right amount of voice cracking angst.
He looked to Celine as she gave a "comforting" rub to his arm. She also wore worry on her face, as if sympathetic.
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Emperor Rexus Aleksander
Committed
Kaiser, Tsar, Imperator; Lord of Mankind
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: Much older than he looks.
Physical Description: A throwback to the Emperor's of old, he is extremely tall at 7'5, very muscular and generally bulky. He has has short and very neat blond hair and baby blue eyes. Powerful regal features are upon his face along with a small scar on his forehead. When extremely tired or irritated he will begin to show some wrinkles of someone much older than he would appear at first glance.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of five-piece armour and a large Xiphos sword both of which are beautiful and deadly in equal measure.
Registered: Nov 22, 2016 5:22:53 GMT -8
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Post by Emperor Rexus Aleksander on Dec 13, 2016 9:53:18 GMT -8
The Emperor leaned back giving a little stare to his wife and then back to the man again. "Really? Well I hope she is promptly found. I can arrange for some of our... better investigators to come. The Inquisition as you are I imagine aware, are great at inquests." he said, looking in the eyes of the couple for their reaction. The slightest thing was important, dilation of pupils, a reddening of the face or the scent of sweat. He made sure though, to not let any of these things show for themselves.
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Countess Celine Rouvière
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: Average (5'6")
Build: Lush (Curvy in the right places)
Eyes: Silver
Hair: Red
Race: Human
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Clothes and Equipment: Rich clothes
A ritual dagger
Various Apocathary pouches
Various potions
A rowan rod (her wand)
Crystals...
Spell tomes... etc
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Registered: Dec 11, 2016 10:03:59 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Celine Rouvière on Dec 13, 2016 10:46:47 GMT -8
Raoul's expression fell and he rubbed his face, "I fear something horrible must have happened to her already. Do you think they'd find her before..." He acted as if he didn't want to say it. The countess sighed and continued to rub his arm. At least, for now, they SEEMED genuinely upset about Cerridwyn. "What my Lord means to say, Sire, is that we would be honored if you sent help. With everything that happened the day of the ball, she seemed to be rather jumpy. I can understand, the poor girl did watch people die even as she tried to help, didn't she? Do you think that is enough to run away?"
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Emperor Rexus Aleksander
Committed
Kaiser, Tsar, Imperator; Lord of Mankind
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: Much older than he looks.
Physical Description: A throwback to the Emperor's of old, he is extremely tall at 7'5, very muscular and generally bulky. He has has short and very neat blond hair and baby blue eyes. Powerful regal features are upon his face along with a small scar on his forehead. When extremely tired or irritated he will begin to show some wrinkles of someone much older than he would appear at first glance.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of five-piece armour and a large Xiphos sword both of which are beautiful and deadly in equal measure.
Registered: Nov 22, 2016 5:22:53 GMT -8
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Post by Emperor Rexus Aleksander on Dec 13, 2016 11:03:18 GMT -8
The Emperor though for a moment and then smiled putting his hands apart to reveal the pearly-white wonder of his smile. "I'm sure everything will be alright Lord. I shall call for the services of Helmut van der Minnenstein , a reputable Witch Hunter of the capital. He will root out whoever did this, and... satisfy things. Do not worry, he will make all things right." he said, once again watching them for a reaction. While not displaying it, he was watching them both like a hawk. If they did accept he would finish his meal and leave; if not he would stay for things were to become a little more... interesting.
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Cerridwyn von Heschburg
Dedicated
Just a pawn.
Roleplay posts: 144
Age: 20
Physical Description: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Height: 5'4" - about average.
Weight: 105-110 lbs
Hair: Curly, dark brown
Eyes: Very blue
Skin: Fair
Race: Human
Has a heart shaped birth mark on her belly that nobody knows about but her family.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Clothes and Equipment: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wears the traditional garb of medieval ladies:
Kirtle (the outer gown) of fine fabrics like silk and velvet
Shift or Chemise (Undergown)
Girdle -(Belt, not shape wear) with a sheath for a jeweled dagger used for eating.
Sometimes she wears different head pieces such as:
Snood, cauls, barbs, etc
And footwear usually consists of slippers
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 13, 2016 12:10:55 GMT -8
"A witch hunter for that? Are you sure that you should allocate him to finding a missing girl when there are much more urgent... My husband's daughter disappearing is urgent, but do not let us cause disruption to matters of the empire." The woman sounded quite reasonable, knowing she needed to keep as far from the witch hunter as she could. Then again, she did want to find Cerridwyn before she lost her innocence. Her virginal blood would be perfect to keep her looking young.
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Emperor Rexus Aleksander
Committed
Kaiser, Tsar, Imperator; Lord of Mankind
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: Much older than he looks.
Physical Description: A throwback to the Emperor's of old, he is extremely tall at 7'5, very muscular and generally bulky. He has has short and very neat blond hair and baby blue eyes. Powerful regal features are upon his face along with a small scar on his forehead. When extremely tired or irritated he will begin to show some wrinkles of someone much older than he would appear at first glance.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of five-piece armour and a large Xiphos sword both of which are beautiful and deadly in equal measure.
Registered: Nov 22, 2016 5:22:53 GMT -8
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Post by Emperor Rexus Aleksander on Dec 13, 2016 12:56:05 GMT -8
The Emperor chuckled without a sound at their words. He knew he had chosen the right thing to say. "Oh it is no problem. There really is nothing else for him to investigate... at the moment." he said, hinting at something with his tone yet exactly what was not belied in any way. Rexus stared at plate for a little and then looked up. "So it's settled then, I'm calling for a Witch Hunter to come and help?" he told them in a way that did not force them to take the help but well... actually did.
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Cerridwyn von Heschburg
Dedicated
Just a pawn.
Roleplay posts: 144
Age: 20
Physical Description: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Height: 5'4" - about average.
Weight: 105-110 lbs
Hair: Curly, dark brown
Eyes: Very blue
Skin: Fair
Race: Human
Has a heart shaped birth mark on her belly that nobody knows about but her family.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Clothes and Equipment: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wears the traditional garb of medieval ladies:
Kirtle (the outer gown) of fine fabrics like silk and velvet
Shift or Chemise (Undergown)
Girdle -(Belt, not shape wear) with a sheath for a jeweled dagger used for eating.
Sometimes she wears different head pieces such as:
Snood, cauls, barbs, etc
And footwear usually consists of slippers
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 13, 2016 13:08:20 GMT -8
"Aye," said the count, and the countess decided she would have to find a way to keep the witch hunter on her step daughter's scent and not sniff into her life. She took a sip of her wine as the scheming began.
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Emperor Rexus Aleksander
Committed
Kaiser, Tsar, Imperator; Lord of Mankind
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: Much older than he looks.
Physical Description: A throwback to the Emperor's of old, he is extremely tall at 7'5, very muscular and generally bulky. He has has short and very neat blond hair and baby blue eyes. Powerful regal features are upon his face along with a small scar on his forehead. When extremely tired or irritated he will begin to show some wrinkles of someone much older than he would appear at first glance.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of five-piece armour and a large Xiphos sword both of which are beautiful and deadly in equal measure.
Registered: Nov 22, 2016 5:22:53 GMT -8
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Post by Emperor Rexus Aleksander on Dec 13, 2016 13:37:24 GMT -8
The Emperor gave a light-hearted smile to both present. "Everything will be okay." he said, affording himself a little chuckle. He finished his meal and stood, offering the Duke a handshake. "Do not worry Lord Raoul, we will find your daughter and whatever nastiness that happened to her." he said, as serious as ever. Unless the Lord had anything else to say, the Emperor would leave rather excitedly both curious to see what Helmuth would find and to prepare for his visit to the Duchess.
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Helmut van der Minnenstein
Established
Kreuzziger
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 49
Physical Description: Tall and not particularly bulky at 6'9 he looks older than he is with scars and injuries rampant. His hair is a blond-brown amalgam that with its near perfect care seems out of place on him, like an expensive wig nailed to his skull. His eyes are a soulless grey and he always has a sharpened chain digging into both thighs.
Clothes and Equipment: A side-sword of a rare metal known as "hagbane silver" is his weapon of choice, although he carries a clerically blessed splitting axe and repeater crossbow (with a goat's foot leaver for heavier single shots on top). He wears greaves, vambraces, elbow shoulder and knee plates with leather under all, and sometimes brings a large hooked buckler with himself. If needed HE carfies smokebombs, and ones of irritating effect, usually from modified garlic concentrates. He will almost always carry at least two smaller hand crossbows, their long and extremely heavy cranks more than compensating for their small size. Further changes to his gear depend on his current situation.
Registered: Nov 14, 2016 12:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Helmut van der Minnenstein on Dec 13, 2016 14:13:59 GMT -8
It was a mere day later when Helmut van der Minnenstein walked to Castle Rouviere, armed to the teeth yet tastefully hiding it all under a brown leather jacket, cylindrical hat and briefcase. He made a show of his arrival, while walking and not riding he tipped his hat to every passerby and stood outside the castle for a whole forty minutes puffing on a gilded pipe. Eventually, he approached it after having sized it up. After all, no witch hunter could have an innocent smoke, it went against their nature.
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Cerridwyn von Heschburg
Dedicated
Just a pawn.
Roleplay posts: 144
Age: 20
Physical Description: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Height: 5'4" - about average.
Weight: 105-110 lbs
Hair: Curly, dark brown
Eyes: Very blue
Skin: Fair
Race: Human
Has a heart shaped birth mark on her belly that nobody knows about but her family.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Clothes and Equipment: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wears the traditional garb of medieval ladies:
Kirtle (the outer gown) of fine fabrics like silk and velvet
Shift or Chemise (Undergown)
Girdle -(Belt, not shape wear) with a sheath for a jeweled dagger used for eating.
Sometimes she wears different head pieces such as:
Snood, cauls, barbs, etc
And footwear usually consists of slippers
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 13, 2016 14:48:26 GMT -8
The countess had already made off for one of the villages besides Erast, under the guise of questioning the peasants. She would probably be laying low and staying out of trouble. The Count remained, and was now under a spell that made him appropriately tired and morose. He greeted the witch hunter and invited him into the castle.
"It is good that you are here to help, my lord." Said the normally chipper man.
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Helmut van der Minnenstein
Established
Kreuzziger
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 49
Physical Description: Tall and not particularly bulky at 6'9 he looks older than he is with scars and injuries rampant. His hair is a blond-brown amalgam that with its near perfect care seems out of place on him, like an expensive wig nailed to his skull. His eyes are a soulless grey and he always has a sharpened chain digging into both thighs.
Clothes and Equipment: A side-sword of a rare metal known as "hagbane silver" is his weapon of choice, although he carries a clerically blessed splitting axe and repeater crossbow (with a goat's foot leaver for heavier single shots on top). He wears greaves, vambraces, elbow shoulder and knee plates with leather under all, and sometimes brings a large hooked buckler with himself. If needed HE carfies smokebombs, and ones of irritating effect, usually from modified garlic concentrates. He will almost always carry at least two smaller hand crossbows, their long and extremely heavy cranks more than compensating for their small size. Further changes to his gear depend on his current situation.
Registered: Nov 14, 2016 12:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Helmut van der Minnenstein on Dec 14, 2016 7:46:55 GMT -8
The man followed, gripping his briefcase. He looked about whilst taking off his hat as per etiquette, smoothing down his gelled hair. He bowed to Raoul once within the confines of the building and then sniffed the air. He did not need his instruments to already sense that not all was as should be. He unbuttoned the holsters for his crossbows. "Is there somewhere more... private, for questioning of you and the servants?" He asked, straightening his silk scarf.
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Cerridwyn von Heschburg
Dedicated
Just a pawn.
Roleplay posts: 144
Age: 20
Physical Description: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Height: 5'4" - about average.
Weight: 105-110 lbs
Hair: Curly, dark brown
Eyes: Very blue
Skin: Fair
Race: Human
Has a heart shaped birth mark on her belly that nobody knows about but her family.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Clothes and Equipment: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wears the traditional garb of medieval ladies:
Kirtle (the outer gown) of fine fabrics like silk and velvet
Shift or Chemise (Undergown)
Girdle -(Belt, not shape wear) with a sheath for a jeweled dagger used for eating.
Sometimes she wears different head pieces such as:
Snood, cauls, barbs, etc
And footwear usually consists of slippers
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 14, 2016 9:24:52 GMT -8
"Aye. My study." He led the way, but not before grabbing the arm of a servant girl and ssyimg, "Inform the others to get those filthy rushes up." And then he let the girl go, she bobbed a curtsy and gave the Count a baleful look. Once in the study, the witch hunter was gestured toward a comfortable looking arm chair as the count sat behind his table. There were papers neatly stacked, not including his letter to Cerri about getting married.
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Helmut van der Minnenstein
Established
Kreuzziger
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 49
Physical Description: Tall and not particularly bulky at 6'9 he looks older than he is with scars and injuries rampant. His hair is a blond-brown amalgam that with its near perfect care seems out of place on him, like an expensive wig nailed to his skull. His eyes are a soulless grey and he always has a sharpened chain digging into both thighs.
Clothes and Equipment: A side-sword of a rare metal known as "hagbane silver" is his weapon of choice, although he carries a clerically blessed splitting axe and repeater crossbow (with a goat's foot leaver for heavier single shots on top). He wears greaves, vambraces, elbow shoulder and knee plates with leather under all, and sometimes brings a large hooked buckler with himself. If needed HE carfies smokebombs, and ones of irritating effect, usually from modified garlic concentrates. He will almost always carry at least two smaller hand crossbows, their long and extremely heavy cranks more than compensating for their small size. Further changes to his gear depend on his current situation.
Registered: Nov 14, 2016 12:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Helmut van der Minnenstein on Dec 15, 2016 18:51:30 GMT -8
"Wait!" the man said, grabbing the girl, and staring into her eyes. This was not actually particularly important, there was something else much more important he did; he slipped two glass canisters about her person, one with sand and one with wine to pour out and spill over time respectively. He did not know if this girl was actually going to do what was told or if it was some code, so at least this way he could put some means of tracking upon her. His advantage here was that the wine was anointed.
He followed the Lord into the room, but did not sit down. "Would you lock the door, please?" he asked, not wanting to be interfered in case he used his... more advanced means of interview.
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Cerridwyn von Heschburg
Dedicated
Just a pawn.
Roleplay posts: 144
Age: 20
Physical Description: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Height: 5'4" - about average.
Weight: 105-110 lbs
Hair: Curly, dark brown
Eyes: Very blue
Skin: Fair
Race: Human
Has a heart shaped birth mark on her belly that nobody knows about but her family.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Clothes and Equipment: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Wears the traditional garb of medieval ladies:
Kirtle (the outer gown) of fine fabrics like silk and velvet
Shift or Chemise (Undergown)
Girdle -(Belt, not shape wear) with a sheath for a jeweled dagger used for eating.
Sometimes she wears different head pieces such as:
Snood, cauls, barbs, etc
And footwear usually consists of slippers
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 15, 2016 20:00:54 GMT -8
The girl really was doing what was asked of her, as Helmuth would find out later most likely; and the Count gave a nod, using the key ring at his belt to produce the skeleton key. He stuck it in the lock and turned it before returning to his seat. He studied the Witch hunter with somewhat dead eyes, which could be attributed by the tiredness.
"I am sure you have plenty of questions for me. Where do you want to start?" His brow rose and he touched his fingers together, and went on, "My daughter, yes? I last saw her in Erast, where I frequently do business. Incidentally, we had words, but she left... As did the Archduke, to whom she was speaking when I approached her. It is no secret neither he, nor I, have any fondness toward one another. After all, the girl is really the get of his father, and being the generous man that I am, I raised her. She took exception to my pushing marriage into her future, I am sure, but she's never run away before and is mostly obedient, unlike her wretched mother. She was seen running off into the forest near the village, and we've not seen her since."
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Helmut van der Minnenstein
Established
Kreuzziger
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 49
Physical Description: Tall and not particularly bulky at 6'9 he looks older than he is with scars and injuries rampant. His hair is a blond-brown amalgam that with its near perfect care seems out of place on him, like an expensive wig nailed to his skull. His eyes are a soulless grey and he always has a sharpened chain digging into both thighs.
Clothes and Equipment: A side-sword of a rare metal known as "hagbane silver" is his weapon of choice, although he carries a clerically blessed splitting axe and repeater crossbow (with a goat's foot leaver for heavier single shots on top). He wears greaves, vambraces, elbow shoulder and knee plates with leather under all, and sometimes brings a large hooked buckler with himself. If needed HE carfies smokebombs, and ones of irritating effect, usually from modified garlic concentrates. He will almost always carry at least two smaller hand crossbows, their long and extremely heavy cranks more than compensating for their small size. Further changes to his gear depend on his current situation.
Registered: Nov 14, 2016 12:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Helmut van der Minnenstein on Dec 16, 2016 17:39:50 GMT -8
Helmuth nodded firmly before taking his stand in front of the man, a pad of paper and a small piece of lead materialising in his hands. "No, in fact, that is not where I would like to start. I would like to begin with your family history; how you got to nobility, what services for the Empire you have done, for you see Lord when investigating I have to investigate everything. Never have I seen such a thing as excessive investigation. Even when information does not seem directly pertinent it at times can be oh, so useful." He gave the man a short look before turning away. His face was impassive and revealed no emotion but for most it was more unnerving to not see it, to not see how their judge looked. "But regarding your daughter; when were the times when she was disobedient? Oh, and I need to know everything about this village."
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