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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 20:24:05 GMT -8
She shook her head as she looked at him. "No, I don't want to stay here. You said that you would let me return home. I need to return home," she said to Isenbardus, her pretty hazel eyes a mixture now of desperation and anger and pleading and fury.
By the Sun and Sky, had this all come to pass because of a silly night of dancing? She felt sick to her stomach, her belly flipping and flopping as the true realization of what was going to happen to her making her begin to panic.
Away from Ruther? Away from her Greenhouse? From her plants? From the things she needed? Stuck here? With the Archduke?
"No, no, no," she said and she rose from her seat. "You must let me return home." She wasn't seduced by the thought of magical tomes and other teachers. She wanted her home. She wanted her garden. She wanted her life back.
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 5, 2016 20:54:54 GMT -8
Isenbardus had to suppress a chuckle at the Emperor’s ideas. He was quite right, they were quite hopeless without a major change to the structure of Vessia. Still, if the Emperor had his focus drawn to ideas such as that and away from other matters… Well, that was certainly an idea the Archduke could offer support for, even if it would likely never amount to much more than a few regulations that would be immediately removed by the next Emperor.
“An honorable goal to be sure, Grace. I personally wouldn’t mind such changes, but as you know, most of the nobility would be heavily opposed to them. If you can change enough minds, however, you can consider me as someone who will support those changes. Commoners with more wealth would certainly be a great boon to my businesses and more taxes for the Empire as a whole.”
The Archduke nodded as the Emperor told him that many of the forces were already on the move. As that was the case, he would do what he could to send his own forces over quickly.
“In that case, I shall mobilize my forces swiftly and have them ready to go at a moment's notice. Also, forgive me for not offering this to you earlier, but perhaps you would like to rest now? You’ve been on a long journey here. Would you care for a bath to be prepared? I’ve also had the best guest rooms prepared for you if you wish to sleep.”
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 5, 2016 21:03:33 GMT -8
Steepling his fingers, the Archduke considered Catalina’s request to return home. He needed a way to ensure she would study what he wanted her to, but if he let her go home, she would certainly be less spiteful to him no doubt. If he showed he was willing to be reasonable if she did as he wished… Well, that was an important precedent to set with her.
“Hmm, perhaps I could let you go home, assuming you still studied what I wished. I already spoke to your brother and told him I will be sending some help to assist you with growing your herbal remedy business. I could send someone to keep an eye on you and make sure you study the books I will send you. You would be obligated to show them progress and they would report that progress back to me.”
It was clear based on her expression that the thought of staying in this fortress with him for any length of time terrified her. It was beneficial to the both if she agreed to this, for he didn’t want to break her so quickly, which might happen if he forced to stay in his fortress with him.
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Emperor Rexus Aleksander
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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 6, 2016 14:01:10 GMT -8
"You do know that you would be faced by the difficulties of this crack-down upon the nobility too?" he Emperor asked curiously as he topped up his wine glass. "See, it's a horrible dilemma. While I do want to remove the legal privileges of the nobility and such, the facts are that I one: have my power to change this by the will of the privileged, two: I am the most privileged, and three: because of these two factors those whose lives I shall improve will probably be suspicious and deny this aid."
When offered to rest he chuckled, "No I best be leaving soon Archduke." he said. While he would not leave just yet, he was in quite the hurry. Besides, while he would not be killed he did not trust the Archduke enough to sleep in his land.
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 6, 2016 15:54:53 GMT -8
“I feel I would be far less affected than most of the nobility. I have a diverse amount of assets and generally don’t have to rely on brute force for the peasants and artisans under me to do as I wish. Being able to more freely grant those of a lower rank power if they deserve to wield it is something I wish was more acceptable to do.”
At the mention of the people being suspicious of his plans, even if benefited by them, the Archduke would offer a shrug. He didn’t think many of the nobility would complain if the Emperor proposed changes to help them.
“Although they certainly might be suspicious, I don’t see them denying any aid unless they’ve seen bad things happen to those who accept it. Many of the peasants are in quite desperate straits and are willing to accept any hope offered to them, even if they suspect it to be a lie.”
When the Emperor stated that he would be leaving soon, a rather disappointed expression appeared on the Archduke’s face, although he nodded in understanding.
“A shame you weren’t able to stay for longer, but I understand that you’re busy. I certainly hope you won’t have to be sleeping in a tent tonight, Grace.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 16:14:32 GMT -8
She straightened in her seat, her arms dropping as she looked at Isenbardus. "What do you mean.. workers? I don't need any workers. I can do just well for myself," she told him. She didn't want anyone in her Greenhouse. It was almost like sacred ground to the girl.
And, obviously, Catalina was going to make things difficult for Isenbardus every step of the way, if she could.
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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 6, 2016 17:08:16 GMT -8
"That's not entirely what I meant but if you say so...." The Emperor was not just meaning the economic, terms; he was also referring to social, religious and ethnic standards. He stood up preparing to leave, putting his gloves on. "The people are done what they are told; , mist reach them first which I doubt will happen."
The Emperor straightened out and offered a hand to shake to the Archduke, wanting to leave him with some thoughts of the day. He would leave respectfully tipping the servants and such and then riding off.
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 7, 2016 11:35:01 GMT -8
“I intend for your business of herbal remedies to be expanded. Workers will be sent back to your home and you’ll have them help grow plants and produce your remedies... At least, the ones they’re capable of producing. I suspect more greenhouses will be needed to be built, but I also intend to send what is needed for that as well.”
Rising from his seat, the Archduke walked towards the door, pulling the key out of his pocket and putting it in the lock. He made no move to turn it, however.
“I feel I should offer you this final warning. If you ever get the idea of hiring someone to kill me, know that I will not be the only one who knows your secret. If I die under strange circumstances and there is even a chance of you being involved… Well, you can be expecting the Witch Hunter’s to show up at your door.”
With that said, he turned the key, lock unclicking. Opening the door, he left without another word. It seemed Catalina was free to leave the library now if she wished.
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 7, 2016 11:40:03 GMT -8
The Archduke would accept the Emperor’s handshake warmly. Offering his farewells, Isenbardus watched as the Emperor exited his fortress. He was a very interesting Emperor, wanting to give more rights to the peasants. From the look of him, he would have expected the man to be a bit more traditional, but it seemed he had a bit more to him than just that…
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2016 14:04:32 GMT -8
She had many arguments. She HATED his guts. She would gladly see him killed, but she balked at the idea that she would hire anyone. It wasn't the type of thought that would have ever occurred to Catalina, or even one that she would have condoned. She did not, as of yet, hate him enough to kill him... and that, she supposed, was in part that he wasn't turning her in, and that he was allowing her to go home.
Even if it meant returning home with the spies that would no doubt report back to him. She said nothing, however, but didn't even look at him. She continued to stand stiffly until she could feel that he had left her alone in the library that she had once delighted in discovering.
Instead, she moved to where she had laid her shawl and the candalabra and calmly put it about her and picked up her candles. She would find someway out of this arrangement. Somehow. But not today. She could hang onto her anger and use it later, once she returned home. Once she was in her greenhouse, and back to her spells...
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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 Dec 9, 2016 16:05:44 GMT -8
Cerridwyn would come to in a room located on the third floor of the Complex. The complex, being the main living quarters of the Steitz family and guest was at the very top of the fortress. At first, the girl might not know where she was, but a look out the window easily let her determine her location.
The room was tastefully decorated, the bed she was currently lying in, comfortable and filled with plenty of pillows. A small fireplace glowed before her to keep the room nice and warm. Near the fireplace were two chairs and a small table, perhaps for reading. There was currently no one in the room, but she might be able to hear voices from outside the door of her room speaking in hushed tones.
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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.
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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
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Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 9, 2016 16:31:49 GMT -8
Why did she feel so woozy? She had a hard time opening her eyes at first, then they opened wide. She gave a gasp and sat up, scrambling from the bed. Where was she? The last thing she remembered was talking to her half brother and then her father showing up...
Oh... yes... Half brother. Her hand raked through the tangled mess of her hair. a pucker came to her brow as she realized she was dressed differently. Cerridwyn was so confused! She went to the door and tested it. If it opened, she peered into the hallway, looking toward the sound of the voices. She pulled back and closed the door, noticing a fresh gown draped over one of the chairs. She finger combed her hair to tame it some, then pulled the gown over the fresh feeling shift she'd been sleeping in. She put her feet into her slippers after finding those, and left the room to try and figure out where she was and why.
"Hello?" she rasped out. Oh, her mouth was so dry. What was happening???
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 10, 2016 10:01:22 GMT -8
It wouldn’t take Cerridwyn long to find people, for when she ventured out of her room, a maid was walking by and took notice of her. The woman quickly hurried over to her, a look of relief on her face.
“Oh good, you’ve finally woken up, Lady Cerridwyn! Please take it easy and go back to your room, for now, you’ve been sick for the last week or so, sleeping for nearly the entirety of it. I’ll go fetch the Archduke to come see you, he’s told us to let him know the moment you wake up!”
Assuming Cerridwyn allowed herself to be escorted to one of the chairs by the fire, the maid would hurry off to alert the Archduke. It didn’t take long for Isenbardus to arrive in person, wearing his silken dressing robe that he was fond of when there were no formal visitors in his fortress. He looked Cerridwyn up and down as he entered as if searching for injuries. Nodding in satisfaction, as if he didn’t see anything out of place, he took the seat across from her.
“You’ve been through quite an ordeal, Cerridwyn. How are you currently feeling? I’m sure you’re wondering why you’re at my fortress and I’ll get to that in a moment, but for now, your state of health takes priority. If anything feels out of the ordinary, I will fetch my personal physician for you right away.”
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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
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Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 10, 2016 11:24:55 GMT -8
She was not happy, but she bit her tongue as she let the maid take her back to her room to sit down. She didn't want to sit down... She wanted to go back to the village and just to live her life. She no longer cared to live the life of a noble... Not with the literal toxicity going on for the world to see. She sat, nevertheless, with a heavy sigh. Cerri placed her hands in her lap and waited for the short time it took for her self proclaimed half brother came to her.
When he arrived, she remained silent, an expression of displeasure written across her face that she didn't bother trying to hide for once in her life. "I don't remember anything after talking to you and my father. But regardless, I do appreciate your hospitality, uh... Brother... Your Grace... But I did not ask to be brought here, though you are correct in that I wish to know why I am here..." Her tone was not angry sounding, if mildly irate. Her words were also slurred a little, too, from the long sleep or the drugs he'd slipped her, perhaps.
She was fine, though. The only thing happening was a hangover of sorts, which should be expected, aye?
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 10, 2016 13:57:39 GMT -8
The Archduke regarded her with a worried expression as she spoke, shaking his head slightly when she stated she had forgotten everything after the conversation with him and her father.
“That’s right, you didn’t ask to be brought here, but I did so anyways, considering the terrible… Circumstances. Do you truly remember nothing that transpired in the forest?”
Standing, Isenbardus walked over to the door, shooing away the maids and closing the door. What he was about to discuss couldn’t have any people eavesdropping.
“Your father followed you when you walked away from the two of us. He disappeared into the forest after you. I wasn’t sure what he was planning, so I followed after him. As I was journeying into the forest, I heard screams… The screams of your father. I moved towards where I had heard the screams coming from and met you father running and extremely distressed. I don’t know what happened to him, but it looked like something in the forest had snapped his mind. I called out to him but he said nothing other than, “Take her, take her and I will forget! Relieve me of this curse!” He refused to answer me with anything else and continued running from the forest.”
Hesitating, the Archduke remained silent for a second, as if he truly didn’t want to say what happened next. After several agonizing seconds of silence, he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.
“I found you in the middle of a clearing, blood running from your nose and ears… You weren’t conscious, but everything around you was destroyed. Trees were uprooted, the ground was torn up as if by the wrath of god. You must remember something Cerridwyn, what happened between you and your father in that forest!?”
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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 10, 2016 14:36:45 GMT -8
She looked at her brother as if he had gone mad. "I do not know what you speak of." Her frown deepened as she tried to remember, but nothing sparked even the faintest of memories. She really was clueless to what he spoke of.
Cerri pinched the bridge of her nose, "My father--" She started, then paused when she realized she was about to defend that man who so treated her horrid. "I would say he isn't capable of certain things, but lying certainly is one thing he is. As we so learned... uh.. days ago?" She sighed and stood up, "But I digress, I should not be here this way. Hasn't my existence caused enough gossip?"
He'd be able to see that she was quite confused, and very hesitant. Things were certainly interesting at the moment, were they not? "I've troubled you enough, Your Grace. But I really must go back to the village where I belong. I thank you for your kindness, however. You needn't have troubled yourself on my behalf."
The other thing he might notice is that she was scared to instill trust in him or anyone at this point, which was a normal reaction to having been lied to for a long time, on top of abusive words and actions. She wasn't naive either; quite the opposite. The whole ordeal had left her jaded and quite wary. She waited for him to reply, regarding him with guarded eyes that reflected a good deal of her mistrust and her fears.
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 10, 2016 15:37:50 GMT -8
The Archduke shrugged as she stated her wish to return to the town.
“You’re free to leave if you wish, Cerridwyn, but I feel you should be aware of the risk before you do so. If you return to that town, I suggest that you don’t bring up this subject with your father, for I must say I feel he is finished with you, regrettably. I don’t know what exactly happened in that forest… But I don’t think it would be wise to try and ask him about it.”
Pacing back and forth, Isenbardus walks over to the window and looks out it. The drop to the water below is several hundred feet, quite a great height even for castles like this.
“If I were you, I would speak of this event to no one. I hope none in the town have heard of it, if rumors spread, the Witch Hunters and Inquisition would surely get involved. That would end poorly for you.”
Turning from the window, the Archduke’s gaze made it clear what his opinion on the situation was. Although he didn’t say it outright, he clearly believed Cerridwyn had done something, something he didn’t even dare speak of.
“You would be safer here, but if you wish to return to that village, you will be sent back when the next one of my boats makes a stop here. That won’t be for another four days or so, so I suggest you think long and hard about if going back is what you really want. To be blunt, your father seems rather cruel to you, Cerridwyn.”
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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.
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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
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Registered: Nov 21, 2016 19:55:28 GMT -8
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Post by Cerridwyn von Heschburg on Dec 10, 2016 16:07:08 GMT -8
She sighed anfshook her head, baffled. "It is not just that, but we are both unwed... And nobody knows, or at least they do not act lije they know, that your father is my father. I have no escort. People will talk, especially the peasants.Your reputation wouldn't be in question, but mine would." Not that it would matter much soon, her father was wagging his tongue about the old scandal even as they spoje, though she didn't know that.
She seated herself again and covered her face with her hands. And this whole... Magic thing... Surely he wasn't serious........ Was he?
The girl looked at him tiredly and started ti address the very subhect.. "I have nothing to hide. I do not posess the capabilities to destroy an entire ckearing with just the wiggke of my nose. Surely you jest, your Grace. Why, even if I did, I would not be stupid enough to purposefully attack anyone. That would be asking for trouble."
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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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 10, 2016 17:04:30 GMT -8
The Archduke chuckled slightly at the mention of rumors, he clearly wasn’t worried by such things.
“I think you overestimate the damage rumors could do to you, Cerridwyn. They are a dime a dozen in the court and I’m not exactly known for my reputation of seeing women. Much the opposite, in fact, most complain I seem uninterested in women, I doubt they’d want to propagate a rumor that goes against that one. They’ve been milking it for quite some time.”
It seemed he didn’t find the idea of peasants talking even important enough to address. At her mention of magic, he let out a long sigh. He seemed conflicted about what to say to her.
“While I do find it hard to imagine you could do such a thing, Cerridwyn, such things are not unheard of. If it wasn’t you then, the only explanation is someone with unnatural abilities attacked you and your father. I saw the clearing myself. What happened there was most definitely caused by witchcraft or magic of some kind. There is also the manner of the wounds you had when I found you. Such things have been documented before Cerridwyn… They are what happens when someone with magic strains themselves. I don’t want to believe you possess such abilities, but even you must admit something strange transpired there.”
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Adrian von Heschburg
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 209
Age: 34
Physical Description: A well-built man, standing at 6'0 and weighing 175 lbs. Adrian was a Vessian knight, and his upbringing molded him into a man befitting of his status. Constant activity in service to the Brotherhood has only enhanced his physique.
He has short, dark brown hair, dark blue eyes, and an overall handsome appearance. One might see a hint of innocence buried beneath regret and heartbreak.
Clothes and Equipment: Adrian wears either mail or plate armor, along with a white surcoat depicting a black cross. He also wears a cloak that covers his body when necessary. At times he may choose to wear a helmet.
His choice weapon is usually a longsword, used in conjunction with a heater shield. On horseback he adds a lance to his arsenal. Adrian may carry a Vessian hand crossbow and bolts if he feels it is appropriate.
Like most Brothers, his horse is always white.
Registered: Sept 20, 2015 4:33:51 GMT -8
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Post by Adrian von Heschburg on Dec 10, 2016 17:13:25 GMT -8
Once more, Adrian told himself in his head. Adrian ascended the side of a large hill, along with his squire Klaus and his retinue of six Brother Knights. They all wore fine steel armor, Audrian surcoats (white with black crosses) and white capes. One held a banner of the Audrian Order, while another held that of the Vessian Empire. They finally overcame the peak of the hill and lo and behold Steitz Fortress, in all its glory. According to Raoul, father of Cerridwyn von Heschburg, Archduke Isenbardus had taken the Lady to this fortress. Adrian said "Let us hope Lady Cerridwyn is here." The Brother Knights were not particularly bothered by following Adrian on this spree; they were loyal, good men, happy to serve their de facto leader. Adrian, however, was quite concerned and wanted to find the Lady as quickly as possible. He needed to know the woman was safe and in good hands. His breath wavered and his heart got heavy as he remembered seeing her face for the first time. The convoy of eight men slowed their pace as they approached the fortress. "A marvelous sight," Klaus commented, to which the Brother Knights agreed. Klaus had seen many great castles, but none as magnificent as Steitz. "The Steitz family owns one of, if not the largest library in Vessia, by some accounts." Brother Johann spoke up: "I would not be concerned about our Fair Lady, Brother Adrian, if she truly is within the castle. Appears to be as fine a place as any for a woman of her stature." Adrian nodded in agreement. He could not speak at this moment; he just wanted to know of the well-being of his Lady. He could not, however, disagree with Johann. The castle was indeed breathtaking, and no doubt immune to assault. The entourage arrived at the east gate, and Brother Adrian hailed any nearby guards or personnel. "Well met, countrymen," he said, bring his horse to a halt. "I seek an audience with your lord, Archduke Isenbardus. Am I permitted entry into your fortress?"
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