Archduke Isenbardus
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Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 24, 2016 17:15:16 GMT -8
Named after the noble family that owns it, the fortress serves as the base of operations for the House of Steitz web of commerce and countless deals they’ve made over the centuries. Located on a very large outcropping of rock, three sides of the fortress are surrounded by rather deep water. The lake it resides in has a number of rivers attached to it, allowing for the transport of goods to and from the fortress and various other locations by boat. There are two ways into the fortress, the west gate, and the east gate. The east gate is used by the general foot traffic while the west gate is used for the port exclusively. Although not particularly impressive, there is a port on the west side of the fortress. It features a number of docks allowing for ships of various sizes. Cobblestone roads connect this port to both the fortress and the assortment of buildings outside the fortress that make up a ‘town’ of sorts. Much of the produce brought in is sold in the market right in front of the port, which is generally bustling with both peasants and craftsmen on the lookout for a new type of exotic fruit or trinket. Most leave disappointed and with something more mundane, like a cabbage. A ‘town’ of sorts has sprung up around the fortress, which possesses a rather large amount of craftsmen. It also features a church, inn, and a bank, although the bank is only open to the craftsman as the peasants lack any meaningful amount of money. Inside the fortress at the base level is all housing and businesses for the most well off craftsmen and some appointed officials. On the next level is where the guardsmen live in a barracks of sorts. The third level is essentially there to simply act as a protective buffer between the second level and the fourth level, which is the living quarters for the House of Steitz. This final level is a massive complex of stone, made with craftsmanship from ages past. The complex features a luxurious living area for both its residents and any guest who might be visiting. The most renowned feature of this complex, however, is without a doubt the Steitz Library. One of the largest collection of books in the Vessian Empire, the Steitz Library draws scholars and historians to request permission to look through the books and archives it possesses. Few are given the honor to look through the family's library on request, but those who earn favor with the Steitz are generally permitted access.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 19:11:32 GMT -8
The Berengar Siblings arrived comfortably in the middle of the Lords and Bannermen that were called to the monthly meeting the Archduke of Steitz imposed. They were a small duchy, but they were a wealthy and an efficient one, no doubt due toward the House Steitz reputation and tradition of monthly meetings and communication with trade.
The land Steitz owned was small, but its trade -- its legion of ships and businesses -- spoke for much.
Ruther helped Catalina from the carriage and the servants already knew what to do and where to go for the unloading of trunks into rooms. This was the first time Ruther had brought Catalina, although he had made the trip at least a dozen times and his servants knew the servants of Steitz well.
It ran like clockwork, which, no doubt, is what the Archduke intended.
"It's... rather imposing," Catalina said, her face tipped up to look at the façade, and then around her as they entered inside.
"By design, I imagine," Ruther said with a bit of amusement in his town. He put Catalina's hand at the nook of his elbow. "You'll want to freshen up before dinner."
"I'd rather explore," Catalina said as they passed a corridor and she craned her head, even stepping away from her brother. "What's down this--"
"Catalina, you really must not wander. The Archduke enjoys his privacy," Ruther said sternly. "I've brought you because you were curious, but you must obey me."
"I always obey you."
Ruther gave her a look.
"Almost always. I've at least never made a scandal," she reasoned, falling into step with her brother once again, one hand lifting her skirts as they descended up a staircase.
"Mm. Let's keep it that way. I WILL lock you in a tower," he told her.
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Archduke Isenbardus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 26, 2016 19:49:18 GMT -8
The rooms offered to House Berengar were on the third floor the Complex. A few small glass windows lined one wall, letting in a bit of sunlight and giving the inhabitants a view of the lake far below. Due to the setup of the Fortress, although they were only on the third floor of the Complex, they were several hundred feet above the lake below.
Ruther would probably notice there were far less Lords and Bannermen than usual at this gathering. He might overhear from the servants that apparently this was because many had stayed in the capital to do business related to having a new emperor elected and the changes that would entail. Still, they wouldn’t be the only ones to be attending this gathering.
It would be about two hours after the sibling's arrival that a servant would knock on the door to their room and announce that dinner would be beginning shortly. Assuming they followed the man, they would be brought down to the first floor of the complex and to the rather impressive dining room residing on this floor. The ceilings of the first floor were notably taller than those on the other floors, towering up to around twenty feet. A chandelier of gold hung above a massive oak table that was almost as long as the room itself. Behind this table was a raised platform that a much smaller table resided on.
At this smaller table, the Archduke was currently seated, alone, save for a servant standing behind him. The rest of the Lords and Bannermen sat at the large oaken table before him. Most likely to Ruther’s surprise, however, the servant with them would guide them to the Archduke’s table. This was considered an honor, as it meant the Archduke wished to speak to their house about specifically during the meal. Although the food wasn’t being served yet, wine was poured freely and the two of them would be proffered goblets of it.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 21:04:05 GMT -8
She behaved herself. She explored their rooms, and she looked out the window, and she unpacked her things along with the one maid her brother could afford her. She bathed, she dressed, she played a game of cards with Ruther, she tried so hard not to be bored. "Are you sure my gown isn't too much?" Catalina asked, her gaze on her cards. She was comfortable in her scarlet gown, her dark hair piled artfully, but she worried that it might be... brazen. "You'll want to be noticed. I've already seen that the stables are not as filled as they should have been." "Mm, marriage again," Catalina said with a sigh as she put down a card and swept up a few others into her hand. "Indeed," Ruther said, his tone the same, his concentration on the game as well. "What about your marriage?" "Perhaps another woman tonight will catch my eye, one who isn't related to me," Ruther said with a smile for his sister. "I think most of them are back at the capital," she said with a bit of an edge on her voice. She did not like this new Emperor, and well Ruther knew it. Still, she knew better than to speak her opinions plainly. A knock came to the door and Ruther rose, extending his arm. His sister took it and they were led down to the dining room. True to what Ruther had suspected, they saw that it was not as full, although even to Catalina, there were still plenty of people there. And plenty of people watching, especially with surprised as House Berengar was led to the front table with the Archduke. They paused before the dais, and Ruther bowed while Catalina curtsied, the gold on her gown glittering beneath the lamplight, the House symbol of a silver crow gleaming over Ruther's breast in his dark velvet tunic. "Your Grace, you honor us," Ruther said before the table. "My sister, Lady Catalina. This is her first visit to Steitz," Ruther said and gestured to Catalina. She offered a brief and fleeting smile, her gaze not quite meeting the Archduke's, before they were made to sit beside the Archduke. Obviously, Ruther would be sitting beside him, and Catalina beside Ruther. Dress reference:
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Archduke Isenbardus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 26, 2016 21:57:06 GMT -8
The Archduke smiled widely as the siblings approached the dais, looking Ruther up and down. He had heard their family was having some difficult times and was curious to hear about it from them firsthand. From what he had heard, it was mainly caused by their father, Ruther seemed to be proving a capable young man. He looked Catalina over appreciatively before addressing Ruther.
“It has been far too long since I’ve had a proper chat with you in a more personal setting, Ruther. I’m very glad you brought your sister with you, Ruther. She is quite beautiful and I’m sure you’ll have suitors lining up for just a chance at her hand in marriage.”
Motioning for his servant to pour him another glass of wine as his two guest seat themselves, the Archduke leans forward across the table slightly to look down at Catalina.
“You truly do that dress service Lady Catalina. Tell me, how are you finding your experience at my humble home so far? I hope you’re finding everything you need, I wouldn’t want to leave you with a bad impression of my hospitality. If you find anything wanting, let me know and I’ll arrange it for you.”
It would only be seconds after the Archduke finished speaking that a small parade of servants entered the room, carrying with them trays full of all kinds of food. There were two pigs on a spit, several chickens and turkeys, and trays piled high with slices of beef. Platters of vegetables, mostly cooked, followed the meat. Carrots, potatoes, cabbage, and salads were just some of the things offered. Finally, loaves of bread that were freshly baked and circles of cheese were brought in by the servants who brought up the end of the line. One thing was clear, no one invited to this banquet would be going hungry.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 22:22:15 GMT -8
Ruther smiled at the compliment paid to him by the Archduke, and Catalina lowered her lashes, making them fan against her cheeks as she made her smile turn up like she was also pleased with the compliment paid to her.
They sat, wine was poured, and then the Archduke leaned forward to speak to Catalina herself. Ruther also turned to look at her, his gaze expectant that she'd humor the man that ruled Steitz and its coffers, and her gaze only very briefly flickered to Ruther before it settled on the Archduke's grinning face.
"Thank you, Your Grace," she said, aware that there were eyes on her that wouldn't have, perhaps, lingered as long were it not for the fact that she was sitting at the table with the Archduke himself. She was lovely, yes, but there was at least a handful of other women present that were lovely as well (however, most of them were spoken for or married).
"Your home is intimidating and daunting," Catalina spoke to the Archduke with honest insight, and Ruther choked a little on his wine but caught himself admirably, only clearing his throat. "I am very intrigued by it. I would like to explore it, but my brother informs me that you enjoy your privacy."
"As do most in their homes, Catalina," Ruther answered as the food was being display. He turned his gaze back onto the Archduke. "She's always been too curious, hence why her childhood name is Cat. I think, perhaps, my mother might have known what she was doing when she christened my sister." A joke. A charming and smooth one at that. No apology made, but a lightness to accompany more direct words so one wouldn't feel slighted.
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Archduke Isenbardus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 27, 2016 8:42:55 GMT -8
The Archduke let out a chuckle upon hearing Lady Catalina’s thoughts on his home. Most people simply gave him the boring answer they thought he wanted when he asked this question, and he asked it to nearly everyone who had ever sat at this table with him. The answer to it always gave him a bit of insight into his guest.
“I appreciate your candid answer, Lady Catalina. I’ve had far too many guest who could have been placed in a room with glass shards covering the floor and walk up to this table leaving a trail of blood on the floor and still insist they were having a wonderful time at my home! I would also be insincere if I claimed my home wasn’t designed to inspire such emotions to at least some extent, so I’m glad it’s had that effect on you.”
Pausing for a moment, the Archduke would turn to the food just brought to the table. For the guest at the high table, servants brought plates with a variety of food already on it so they wouldn’t have to serve themselves. The Archduke devoured several pieces of pork, along with a bit of bread and cheese before turning back to the siblings.
“She’s been called cat, you say? Well, it would be cruel of me to keep a cat locked away in a single room. Feel free to explore my home Lady Catalina, you might find the library especially intriguing to you.” It was clear the Archduke hadn’t been offended by Catalina’s answer. Turning his gaze on Ruther, he would lower his voice slightly.
“Tell me, Ruther. How is the current state of your house? I’ve heard so rumors it’s been having a bit of trouble, which I certainly hope aren’t true.”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 10:03:58 GMT -8
She was chilled by his reaction to her direct words, although she was not intending to be rude but honest. The way he spoke... its almost as if he had forced such an affliction onto someone before, and knew of it from experience. She hid her reaction by turning her lovely face away and drinking wine, keeping her gaze lowered because she could still feel that she held the attentions of others in the room.
Ruther's dark brows lifted a bit when the Archduke gave Catalina permission to explore, as well as access to his library. Lord Ruther still hadn't been given access, but then, he hadn't asked. Now was not the time to piggyback off his twin, however.
"No, Your Grace, they are not true," Ruther responded, feeling his heart kick up a beat although outwardly he remained calm. It was a trick he had picked up in dealing with so many of the debtors and the merchants who came to call at the news of his fathers debt. "If my house were in such dire straights, I would not be here tonight. Although it is true there had been strain on the coffers, the orchards and wheat harvests have stabilized them, along with Catalina's greenhouse. She has been making herbs and poultices and read for all manner of ailments that have increased in popularity. But... there is always more that could be done. I've come to seek your council in this, Your Grace."
He hoped it was answer enough. Enough to show that he had handled his business, enough to show that without help he had balanced his books, enough to show that even as a young lord he could handle his estate... and enough to show that he still remembered to thank his piece in his coming success and had ambition to do more for himself and the Archduke.
As the men talked and ate between words and sentences, Lady Catalina pushed food around her plate. There was a sort of... darkness... of the place that seemed to fray the ends of her nerves, even if she was in a well lit, well decorated, and well populated room. She ate the fruit, mostly, and the cheese, and when she did look up she caught a large, redhaired and bearded man watching her with a knowing grin on his face. She also saw a pretty blonde girl sitting with what had to be her father and brother casting doeful looks at her brother.
Marriage, indeed. She stabbed a piece of fruit and bit into it.
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Archduke Isenbardus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 27, 2016 11:31:51 GMT -8
The Archduke listened intently to Ruther’s explanation, nodding occasionally during it. He almost felt bad for him, being burdened due to his father's foolishness. Unlike his father, though, Ruther had potential. He was young and hungry, yet he felt currently he could trust him to remain loyal to a large degree. It would most likely be a worthy investment to offer Ruther the chance to grow his house.
“I’m glad to hear that your house is doing well and that the rumors were false. I know a while ago your father had a string of… bad luck. However, it seems your house is now stabilizing under the guidance of your most capable hands, Ruther. You are someone with ambition and that’s something I like to see in my young lords. It is my desire to assist you in growing your house, for that will benefit the both of us.”
Reaching out his hand, the Archduke took a long drink from his goblet and surveyed the room. He noticed a few of the unmarried ladies had their eyes on Ruther… That wouldn’t do, Ruther should aim for someone of a higher station. Leaning towards Ruther, he would speak to him so quietly that even Catalina would most likely be unable to make out what he said.
“I think you should aim for a lady above your station, Ruther. If you truly want to make something of your house, you must take a chance. I would be willing to assist you in this endeavor…”
The Archduke returned to his normal sitting position as he finished speaking, an expectant look on his face as he waited to see what Ruther’s response would be.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 12:32:21 GMT -8
No doubt like the Archduke expected, his words did indeed help kindle the fire in Ruther's breast to keep going, making the bonds between the Archduke and Ruther just a little stronger.
"I would be very honored, Your Grace, for your assistance," he said to him as Isenbardus leaned back to take up his wine. Ruther ate a little, drank a little. He leaned toward Catalina to share a small joke, quietly said under his breath, at the expense of a man wearing an unfortunate colored tunic.
It made Catalina choke a little, and then laugh, her face lighting up in a true smile, her eyes warmed and her smile enchanting. The redheaded man finished drinking his wine at the lower tables and then made to finish his meal. He planned on getting up in a moment, but would have to wait until there was some sort of signal from the Archduke that people were free to move about the cabin, so to speak.
Ruther sat up again, and caught the eye of one girl. He knew who she was. She wasn't married, the daughter of another lordling. And if rumor was true, she wasn't as virginal as they were 'supposed' to be. He grinned to himself, and drank from his wine when he saw from the corner of his eye that Isenbardus was leaning toward him. Ruther leaned as well, and then looked at Isenbardus with mild shock.
"Would you? In truth, I had begun to entertain the thought for my sister. I am more aware of the men of nobility than I am of the women and their daughters. Unfortunately, my knowledge of the noble houses has failed me while I've been caught up in matters of my estate. In fact... Your Grace, I hope I am not too bold, but I would like to ask you for a sea-faring ship."
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Archduke Isenbardus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 27, 2016 13:54:30 GMT -8
The Archduke took note of how Catalina appeared when she was actually happy. With her, it wasn’t particularly hard to tell, but some nobles were quite good at masking their true emotions and taking note things like this was simply habit for the Isenbardus. Everyone seemed to be mostly done eating and many were surely interested in mingling freely, something the Archduke would permit shortly.
Pushing his plate aside denoting he was finished eating, the Archduke takes yet another goblet of wine. He stares into the dark liquid for a moment as he contemplates Ruther’s request, a thoughtful expression on his face.
“I do have sea-faring ships I could allow you to use. However, I must inquire into what type of business you need one for. It is most likely something worthwhile, as I don’t feel you would request one otherwise. As for matters of being behind on your knowledge of the other noble houses, well… Let’s just say I’ll be keeping my eyes out for a suitable match for you in my upcoming travels.”
Servants begin entering the room to collect the various platters and plates. The Archduke rises, making it clear everyone is free to move around and speak freely with each other. He motions for Ruther to follow him as he moves toward a more secluded corner of the room.
“You have the right idea trying to find someone above your station to marry your sister off to. Her beauty alone will draw looks from many a noble and I also plan to keep an eye out for suitors for her. If both you and your sister are able to get favorable marriages you have a chance to distinguish your house from above the chaff at the bottom so to speak. Doing so would be an impressive feat, considering how young your house is.”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 14:35:59 GMT -8
"I would like access to the coast lines, Your Grace," Ruther said as he continued his business discussion, for the moment not paying any attention at all to Catalina for the moment. "Many of the other lords of the other lands put taxes on the use of their roads and their rivers. If I could get to their towns another way, then I would up my profit. Of course, you would be entitled to a share of the profit as well, Your Grace. It my hopes that it would be a lease of your ships, and that I might be able to buy them from you."
Ruther drank his wine and tried to figure out how he felt about looking for a prize from a House above his. It was one thing to marry a sister or a daughter into a more powerful house. They could afford to marry for beauty or for fertility. It was quite another for a daughter to marry lower than her station.
"I am grateful, of course," he said to the Archduke, but didn't further any conversation in regard to Ruther's marital situation. Instead, it seemed attention turned onto Catalina.
The nobles had taken their cue from the Archduke and at least two men had stood up from their chairs to make their way over to Catalina. One stopped, however, when he saw the burly and broad-shoulderedness of the Redhaired man. He was not of a wealthy house, but he was known to be ballsy and with a temper. He was the Heir of House Coswoldt, his father still alive, and he was known to be a bit of a bear. In fact, "The Red Bear" was his nickname, and when he saw Catalina, he knew what he wanted.
Catalina had risen from her seat and had just made her way down the dais when a hand was put almost in her face. She looked from the calloused palm to the face above it, and she gently pushed the hand away. "No, thank you, sir," she said politely to him and made to move past, but he caught her hand and brought her into a dance.
"I don't take no for an answer," the man said gently to her as the music began, and Catalina was forced to dance or make a scene.
"Yes, I noticed," Catalina said to him before they parted in the dance and came back together again. He was not a very good dancer, but that didn't seem to bother him. He was focused on Catalina.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"Perhaps you should have discovered that before--" Her words were cut off as they parted again.
"You're of House Berengar, but I don't know your name," the Red Bear said again.
"Lady Catalina," she answered begrudgingly, and when she turned to dance with another partner, as the dance dictated, she saw the smiling face of the second man that had been about to approach until the Red Bear had horned in first.
From where Ruther and the Archduke stood, it seemed that Catalina was more appreciative of this second man than the Red Bear, but this second man was of an even poorer house than Coswold. Still, the man's house was an old one, if not ancient. Other men might have been interested in dancing with Catalina, but they were either intimidated or not interested in being involved with anything to do with the Red Bear and most likely would bide their time. They had several days, after all.
Ruther ran a thumb down his bearded jawline. "I need my sister at the moment for the herbals she creates. She has a way with plants, and with people. Certain people, anyway." He turned to look at the Archduke. "It would be easier to marry her into a family than it would myself. I may need a few months or even a year to gain a bit more prestige in my exploits. She, however..." His gaze turned back to his sister. And he frowned, not letting his sentence finish.
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Archduke Isenbardus
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 27, 2016 17:54:29 GMT -8
Isenbardus considered Ruther’s request of ships for trading, looking the young lord up and down as he did so. Truthfully, he had been looking for a reason to purchase more updated ships, and offering to lease his older ones off to this hungry noble would benefit the both of them. He would need to increase the size of his dock as well, so many things to do…
“Very well Lord Ruther, I shall entrust you with five of my current seafaring vessels. You see, I’ve been wanting to have some newer trading vessels commissioned for myself, so the timing of your request couldn’t be better. Four of the ships are your standard trading vessel, not particularly fast but have a very good cargo capacity. You’ll also be receiving one meant for personal transport, not very large or comfortable, but if the winds favor you it will get you places fast. I’ll have a contract for the lease sent to you at some point, but I’m sure you’ll find it fair.”
The Archduke watched the interaction between Catalina and the other nobles with amusement. The Red Bear was as feisty as ever, pushing himself on the ladies whether they wanted to interact with him or not. To be fair, that was probably the only way the poor brute could ever have interaction with a woman who wasn’t one of the eastern barbarians. Catalina could do much better than someone of his status, however.
“She creates herbal remedies you say? Such businesses can turn a great profit if run correctly.”
The Archduke raised a goblet of wine to his lips, it seemed he very much liked to drink, and let out a satisfied sound as he finished his long draw of the liquid.
“I might be interested in sending some workers back with you to assist in your sister's remedy making business. You would be surprised how much people in certain parts of the empire are willing to pay for such concoctions. As for you not having exploits, you shouldn’t worry about that at all. You are quite young and will have more than enough time to carve out a name for yourself. Most young lords haven’t accomplished even half of what you’ve done at your age and ride entirely on their titles and inheritance.”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 20:21:31 GMT -8
Ruther almost choked on his wine, but he caught himself and swallowed. "Five? Your Grace, I'm not sure I have enough wares to fill five ships... but of course, I will endeavor to try. Catalina's remedies will no doubt fare well over there, as well."
The dance ended, and before Catalina could step back towards her seat, she swept up in another dance. The music was light and jovial, at odds with the intimidating building they were in. As she danced, however, her mien began to get lighter and lighter, until she was laughing as she danced with the maidens and as she danced with men who either found their courage or decided that her low rank was of no importance, especially given the amount of time that the Archduke spent speaking to Lord Berengar.
She was lovely and alive, and as she danced there almost seemed to be something unnaturally drawing about her. She was not the most beautiful woman to ever live, but something drew the eye, as if enchanted toward her. It could have easily been explained as the wine, or the mood, or ones emotions or feelings. Or, it could have been explained as something else.
Ruther, however, did not have trouble looking away from Catalina to put his attention on the Archduke. "You humble me, Your Grace. If you think it wise that I marry soon, then I will follow your instruction. I'll make my own subtle inquiries as well. I do not deny that I'd be grateful for a more prestigious house, but I'd also want to make sure the lady is... compatible. And with my sister, hm. Well, a dowry comes into question." Ruther sighed and rubbed a hand over his jaw. "I'll need time, Your Grace. I've stabilized our House, but I need it to show signs of flourish. I am honored by your faith in us, and your favor of House Berengar will indeed go along way, but I have my pride as well, Archduke Isenbardus."
As he spoke, a laughing and beautiful Catalina came towards the men, a smile on her face that made a dimple appear in her cheeks. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked upon Ruther and reached for his hands. "Brother, come dance with me," she urged, before she turned her gaze onto the Archduke. "With His Grace's permission, of course."
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Archduke Isenbardus
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Roleplay posts: 104
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Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 27, 2016 21:30:21 GMT -8
“Although it may sound like a lot of ships, even if your house lacks the necessary wares to begin with, I’m sure other houses would be willing to pay you to act as a courier on their behalf. I’m also certain that with a bit of assistance, your sister will be able to increase the output of her remedies.”
Isenbardus grew silent for a time, studying Lady Catalina as she danced. Although he had already looked at her previously, this time he really looked at her for the first time. There was something different about her, that separated her from the other women in the room. She was beautiful yes, but the Archduke had soon other women even more beautiful. But those women lacked something that Catalina possessed. He felt as if he had seen women like this before, long ago, although the memories were blurry. Could it be…?
The Archduke realized Ruther was talking to him and quickly refocused his mind. He must put his attention on the young lord for now, but he had a certain hunch about Catalina he would surely look into.
“Of course, I will make sure you have the time you need Lord Ruther. You are running a house without much assistance, a very difficult task. It is quite draining on one’s mind, I speak from experience on this matter.”
A smile would appear on the Archduke’s face as Catalina approached, requesting her brother for a dance. He would offer Ruther a clap on the shoulder, motioning that he should do as his sister wished.
“We’ve talked about business for long enough tonight, Lord Guther. Go and enjoy yourself now. I will be retiring for the night. A pleasure to meet you, Lady Catalina, your brother is truly fortunate to have a sister such as yourself.”
Turning on his heel, Isenbardus strolled off towards the stairs, cloak billowing out behind him as he exited the dining room. Although he had implied he would going to his sleeping chambers, the Archlord instead headed to the library. There was something he wished to investigate...
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2016 8:22:20 GMT -8
Ruther bowed his head to the Archduke. "Your Grace, I am humbled by your faith in me. I shan't let you down," the young lord promised, and his word could most certainly be believed. The man was ambitious, and he was proud, and perhaps in the future these were things that could be used against him, but for now, they could be tools to create him into a mold that the Archduke could use. When Catalina came over, merry and bright, Ruther smiled at her. She was a weakness of his, clearly. She turned her bright eyes onto the Archduke and although they dimmed a little, she nodded her head and courtsied to him as he left. "Good evening, Archduke," she called after his back. Catalina drew Ruther into the dancing and the revelrie of the night, enjoying themselves until the early hours before Ruther helped a sleepy Catalina to bed, and then retired to his -- alone. -- - - - - - - - - Catalina rose early as she always did, and she dressed herself, brushing out her dark hair and securing the top half of it from her face with the combs her mother had left her when she'd died. It was the only thing her mother had that her father hadn't sold in a bid for more money. She was humming to herself, happy enough with the morning in her wine-hued gown. The archduke had given her permission to explore the night before, which she of course remembered. So early in the morning, she doubted any of the other lords and ladies would be awake. The castle was dark however. There must have been some storm brewing on the horizon, so as she traveled the halls, she brought with her a candalabra to further light her way as she explored the halls and reached for the handles of doors...
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Archduke Isenbardus
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Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 29, 2016 9:09:50 GMT -8
Catalina would find the doors on the floor she was on locked, although she might realize this was because she was on the floor where many of the other guests were staying. Assuming she ascended, as she had already seen some of the floors below, she would find herself finally reaching a door that wasn’t locked.
The handle moved quietly as she pulled down on it and the door would swing open silently. Upon further inspection with her candelabra, she would find it was simply a bathroom. There were a number of tubs along with a large variety of soaps and what appeared to be medicines.
If she continued further up into the complex, she would find more unlocked doors, mostly with mundane things behind them. There were about seven different sitting rooms, each filled with ornate furniture and richly decorated. She would also come across numerous rooms with collections on display that ranged from armor to delicate jewelry.
However, if she kept up her persistent exploring, she would find something quite different behind a door on the fifth floor of the complex. Behind it would be the library, but not just any ordinary library. This room was like a small tower placed inside the complex, four floors tall. Books lined the walls of each floor and the base floor had numerous chairs and tables to read at. The second, third, and fourth floor were all arranged similarly, having stairs that one could ascend up to the walkways that skirted the edge of the upper floors. From the bottom floor, one could look all the way up to the fourth floor, ornate wooden railings the only protection given for falling from the floors above.
One of the most notable things about the library was the fact it was quite well lit. Despite being unattended, numerous enclosed lamps were attached to the walls on all the floors of the library. Catalina might notice the light they were giving out seemed slightly different than normal lanterns.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2016 9:21:48 GMT -8
She took her time, curious as she was, and she explored most. She smelled the soaps in the bathroom and marveled for a moment over its plumbing. She moved to the other sitting rooms and circled around to look at the knick knacks and decorations. She hesitated over a suit of armor and peeked in through its visor, lifting it and then closing it. She touched the jewelry so the gems would turn and shine differently in the light. She studied tapestries, and she studied paintings, even touching some wehre there were strokes of dried paint still on the canvas, reading artistic signatures in the corners, or even gazing at the borders themselves.
When she found the library, she gasped for a moment and stepped inside. She set her candalabra aside and blew out the candles, and her gown whispered quietly against the carpets and swirled around her legs as she turned. She moved to the book cases and she ran her fingertips over the titles -- all of the books were new, or at least, newER, with lovely leather backs and etched phrasing on it.
She of course traveled high -- she enjoyed high places -- if only so she could approach the bannister of the fourth floor and lean over to gaze all the way down at the large globe at the bottom, her dark hair sliding over her shoulders as she leaned so...
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Archduke Isenbardus
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Roleplay posts: 104
Age: 28
Physical Description: Extremely pale, white skin. His features appear to almost be chiseled by a master craftsman, no blemishes marring his face. He has long black hair that cascades across his shoulders and down his back. His eyes are piercing and bright blue in color. The eyes seem to belong to someone much older. He stands about 6'4 in height.
Clothes and Equipment: A black shirt and black pants of a fine silk, although he normally wears something over these. Typically a grayish colored leather robe that goes from his neck all the way down to his feet. The inside of it is lined with animal fur. Over this, he will wear a great cloak of various animal furs that also has a few clear colored gems hanging from the front of it near the top. He carries around a tall staff made of a silvery colored metal that is tipped with a large black diamond. It is said to have been the most valuable stone ever found by the House of Steitz mining operation and as such, the staff has been passed down for generations.
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Nov 29, 2016 9:40:51 GMT -8
While Catalina was on the fourth floor, leaning over the banister, she would hear faint sounding thunder from far away. It seemed the storm was growing closer to the fortress. That was when a distinct click came from the first floor below, the click of a door being swung shut. Although, initially she wouldn’t be able to tell who entered, the form of the Archduke came into view within just moments of the door being shut.
He wore a silken dressing robe, most likely a very expensive one imported from a far away land. He carried no candle and was without his families staff that he was so fond of for once. Glancing at the candelabra set aside, the Archduke’s gaze searched the upper floors, quickly resting on Catalina. A slight smile touched his lips.
“What a pleasant surprise. I didn’t expect to be meeting such a beautiful woman as yourself in my library this morning, Lady Catalina. Most of the nobles sleep in quite late after a feast of the likes we had last night, but I see there’s at least one early riser like myself up.”
The Archduke spoke softly, but due to the almost audible silence of the library, his words would reach Catalina easily. Walking forward slowly, the Archduke made his way over to one of the bookshelves on the first floor, pulling a book from it and seating himself at one of the reading tables.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2016 21:02:58 GMT -8
She didn't shy away when she saw the handsome Archduke enter -- the man that had put a cold shiver down her spine the night before, the man whom her brother so very clearly looked up to and wanted to work closely with.
"I like the dawn," Catalina answered Isenbardus, since she couldn't help but feel that he must have been looking for some reason why she was here. "It brings a sort of enchanting light. If you had a garden, I might have ventured there, but I've yet to come upon one."
Her voice fell quiet, and she watched as he moved over to the books and sat himself at a table. "Hm," she said quietly to herself and pulled back from the railing. Her hazel eyes -- the color of a new sapling tree, or rich loam of a forest floor just as sprouts begin to poke through -- looked upon the books and found, quite oddly, that these seemed as new as the ones downstairs.
She felt curious, always curious and knew that it was not only her human nature that prodded her to be so. It was none of her business, of course. She shouldn't speak to him, for he made her uneasy in a way she simply couldn't define. She was not afraid that he'd cause her bodily harm, at least, not at this moment. There was something else about him that warned of a sinister nature, but she didn't know why, and she didn't know how, and perhaps she was being altogether foolish and throwing her sentiment of the Emperor now onto any man who reings as sovereign.
She shook her head, and took the staircase down to the third level and peeked over the edge to see if he was still there. "Your Grace," she finally said when she couldn't handle the curiosity any more. "Why are so many of your books newly bound?" She held up one that she had taken from the shelf. "This trestise, for example. I've one at home as well, but not nearly in such pristine condition."
She was leaning over to speak to him and looked very pretty, almost as if she were Juliet speaking to Romeo. The truth, of course, could not be farther from it.
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