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 14, 2016 8:34:54 GMT -8
The Archduke took Adrian’s hand, returning him a firm handshake. The two of these two together made quite the amusing pair. Isenbardus planned to keep tabs on what Adrian managed to do in Swavia, hopefully, the man would become very successful…
“You can consider me a friend as well, Count Adrian. If Cerridwyn decides to travel with you, I’d like to offer a carriage and wagon to you for your trip out east. I wouldn’t want Cerridwyn to have to ride on a horse for such a long ways after all.”
Perking up slightly, the Archduke smiled at the mention of Catalina.
“Oh yes, I’m sure Lady Catalina would be happy to see you two. I’ve spoken with her recently and she’s an absolutely charming young lady.”
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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 15, 2016 15:27:43 GMT -8
Adrian smiled in his joyous moment, thanked the Archduke for all he had done and said his farewells. He and Cerridwyn von Heschburg would leave the great Steitz Fortress as soon as Cerridwyn was ready.
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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 15, 2016 15:36:05 GMT -8
"Thank you, Isenbardus," she said his first name for the first time... "For taking me into your home and trying to help me out. Perhaps when things have calmed, we could get to know one another as brother and sister, aye?"
Whenever the conversation was finished, she would go and get the few belongings brought with her, only taking clothing if it was permitted. The flowers in the garden seemed less perky without her attentions... And she hadn't even done anything to make it happen.
After getting her things, she would get into the coach only because she had been ill and was still feeling it to some degree.
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Countess Celine Rouvière
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: Average (5'6")
Build: Lush (Curvy in the right places)
Eyes: Silver
Hair: Red
Race: Human
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Clothes and Equipment: Rich clothes
A ritual dagger
Various Apocathary pouches
Various potions
A rowan rod (her wand)
Crystals...
Spell tomes... etc
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Registered: Dec 11, 2016 10:03:59 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Celine Rouvière on Jan 12, 2017 18:22:07 GMT -8
The lone rider made her way toward the edifice, hood flopping back wetly in the quick jaunt her horse took, rain slashing cruelly against porcelain skin. Rivulets of icy water dripped down her face as she halted her mount. The redhead took a glance behind her, plumes of vapor puffing from her mouth as she sought to catch her breath. Good, she thought, let her look desperate... Perhaps this would give her a leg up with the brat's half brother.
The widow called out as soon as she spotted a guard, "Please! Hurry... Archduke... Lady Cerridwyn..." Then she pretended to take a spill from the horse, the beast sidestepping with a slightly alarmed whinny.
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Alryca Starwell
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: She has a tall, lithe frame, if a bit better endowed than most of her elven kin. Long, platinum blonde hair streams down to nearly her waist, and her long fingers are frequently seen twirling it. Her eyes are vibrantly blue, and constantly looking about to take in new sights. She has no particular preference in clothing, dressing reasonably fashionable as far as she can afford.
Clothes and Equipment: She has a wand that she carries on her person at all times, with it, she performs her magic. Sketchbooks and drawing items are held in a small satchel at her waist. She is usually wearing robes due to her position as a junior member of the Isran enclave, a position earned solely by the dearth of summoners amongst magic users.
Player's online availability : Meh
Registered: Jan 26, 2017 13:05:24 GMT -8
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Post by Alryca Starwell on Jun 20, 2019 9:43:40 GMT -8
Alryca trudged her way slowly to the Fortress looming before her. She wore simple robes, no special adornment beyond the badge that identified her as a sanctioned College Mage. Her long blonde hair was bound up and hidden by the hood of her robes, no need to draw any unwanted attention to herself.
When the announcement came that the Archduke was looking for a new court mage, she was the first one chosen to go. This was for two reasons, the first being she was one of the few qualified to be a court mage, and the second an unfortunate incident involving a prestigious professor's favorite moonshine and a fire elemental. So the College was more than happy to send her to Steitz Fortress.
She finally reached the main gate, shouting up to the guards and holding her badge high for them to see
"Mage Alryca Starwell, here to inquire as to the Archduke's open court mage position."
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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 Jun 21, 2019 22:37:10 GMT -8
Glancing at each other, the guards began to whisper in a hushed exchange before motioning for Alryca to enter. The main gate itself was already open, although several guards inspected those coming in and out. Alryca would find herself escorted by a pair of guards through the various gates that led to the highest level of the fortress. Both the guards were visibly uneasy around the woman, the rarity of mages making them something of an unknown to the average person.
The young mage would find the journey to the top of the fortress rather lengthy given the winding path to the top. The three subsequent gates they passed through were all closed and only opened upon her escorts explaining why they were bringing her up to speak to the Archduke.
After what was a near hour-long ordeal, they finally reached the fourth level of the fortress, a secure stronghold in its own right. Alryca was likely to notice the guards on this level were both far better armed and had a far more grizzled look about them than her escort.
“Well, well, well… I didn’t expect we’d be receiving court mage applicants so soon! This is a welcome surprise!”
Approaching Alryca was a tall, wiry man. He was dressed in a white robe that featured a small amount of gold trimming on it and he appeared to be unarmed. Perhaps in his late sixties, the man wore a pair of spectacles and had only a few wispy strands of white hair left on his head.
“I am the Archduke’s Stewart, Killian Zeisl. You are the first court mage to audition for the position, so if you can manage to impress the Archduke… Anyways, follow me and tell me a bit about yourself while you’re at it.”
Motioning for Alryca to follow him, Killian began leading her through the twisting maze that was Steitz Fortress.
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Alryca Starwell
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: She has a tall, lithe frame, if a bit better endowed than most of her elven kin. Long, platinum blonde hair streams down to nearly her waist, and her long fingers are frequently seen twirling it. Her eyes are vibrantly blue, and constantly looking about to take in new sights. She has no particular preference in clothing, dressing reasonably fashionable as far as she can afford.
Clothes and Equipment: She has a wand that she carries on her person at all times, with it, she performs her magic. Sketchbooks and drawing items are held in a small satchel at her waist. She is usually wearing robes due to her position as a junior member of the Isran enclave, a position earned solely by the dearth of summoners amongst magic users.
Player's online availability : Meh
Registered: Jan 26, 2017 13:05:24 GMT -8
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Post by Alryca Starwell on Jun 25, 2019 8:33:20 GMT -8
Alryca's impatience with the seemingly endless series of checkpoints, guards and walking was nearing its end, and she very likely made her accompanying guards very uncomfortable with her expressions of consternation. She perked up a bit as the steward approached, a sign that the tedium was at an end.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Zeisl. I am Adept Alryca Starwell. The college works quickly, someone as influential and important as the Archduke shouldn't be kept waiting for a mage." She said, turning to follow the man. "I have been studying since my talent was discovered at age 8. I have a focus on conjuration, and can bring about almost anything he may desire at the moment. I decided to apply for the Court Mage license to gain more real world experience than the college can provide."
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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 Jun 29, 2019 12:41:27 GMT -8
“I see, I see… A wise choice. You are certain to get more from serving an elector than being stuffed away in that dusty old college. That is doubly true if you can convince the Archduke of your abilities—You’ve no doubt heard of his library, yes?”
Unlike the walk up, the walk through the twisting halls of the Steitz Fortress only took a few minutes. Entering into an almost cozy sitting room, the Stewart motioned for Alryca to take a seat at one of the two chairs flanking a rather plain round table.
“The Archduke will be with you shortly. Would you care for any refreshments in the meantime? Our kitchen staff is capable of making a very wide variety of food and drink.”
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Alryca Starwell
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: She has a tall, lithe frame, if a bit better endowed than most of her elven kin. Long, platinum blonde hair streams down to nearly her waist, and her long fingers are frequently seen twirling it. Her eyes are vibrantly blue, and constantly looking about to take in new sights. She has no particular preference in clothing, dressing reasonably fashionable as far as she can afford.
Clothes and Equipment: She has a wand that she carries on her person at all times, with it, she performs her magic. Sketchbooks and drawing items are held in a small satchel at her waist. She is usually wearing robes due to her position as a junior member of the Isran enclave, a position earned solely by the dearth of summoners amongst magic users.
Player's online availability : Meh
Registered: Jan 26, 2017 13:05:24 GMT -8
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Post by Alryca Starwell on Jul 1, 2019 12:07:53 GMT -8
"Yeah, it was starting to feel quite cooped up in there. And yes, rumors as to the extent of his library are quite persistent. I will confess to some curiosity playing a part in my desire to be here." She admitted, laughing slightly.
Alryca took the offered seat, sitting with a content sigh as opportunities to sit had not come often on her journey.
"Just some water, thank you. I would like to be clear-headed during my discussion with the Archduke."
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Lord Marcus Deluth
New
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 46
Physical Description: Tall and lanky with wiry muscles
Grey hair
Blue eyes
Wrinkled
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever lords wear
Registered: Jul 2, 2019 10:34:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Marcus Deluth on Jul 2, 2019 14:31:09 GMT -8
Lord Marcus was a happy man, for he had dangled the bait and it had been taken. His daughter could possibly be a duchess, maybe even a princess if he attracted enough attention. He would marry her off to whoever had the best influence, and his family’s status would be elevated just a little bit more. Of course, he needed to work on making another baby, a son, to keep his inheritance going along the lines… If his daughter was married to someone with blue blood, then perhaps he could find a nubile young lady who was impressed with his status. After all, his wife was a vapid snake and just as cold as one, and she couldn’t even give him strong lads to carry on the bloodline. Oh, no, she had bore him a weak little boy and a daughter who he had no emotional attachment to whatsoever.
“You will be on your best behavior, daughter,” he said in the carriage on the way to the fortress. “I had better not hear of you speaking so ill of me again. Shameful little wretch, you openly spoke badly about your own father. After all I do for you, after all I have done. All of my hard work in finding you a good match.”
Of course, he didn’t give a flying shit if his daughter were married to a monster of a man… Perhaps that was what she needed to tamp down all that willful behavior. Little twit. He had left his wife at home… there was no place for her in his business anyways, she couldn’t even control the little brat she gave him.
“I swear, if I hear one more bad thing had been said about me, I will find you the ugliest, nastiest, and meanest husband and then laugh when he treats you like the little twit you are.”
When he escorted her into the fortress, there was nothing gentle about the grip on her upper arm, though outward appearances would say he was gentle with his beautiful daughter. He wore every bit of gold he owned, not shy about flashing his wealth about if it meant gaining attention. His daughter was dressed in a brand new gown that was made just after the funeral, specifically designed to enhance every asset the girl had. The silks were white of course, trimmed with gold embroidery, an paired with sapphires so blue they could be compared to cobalt, setting off the blue in her pretty eyes.
It was then that they would wait to be announced.
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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 Jul 3, 2019 23:31:31 GMT -8
“A prudent decision. I shall go fetch a pitcher and some glasses.”
Offering a brief bow to Alryca, the Stewart exited the room, closing the door behind him as he left. The young mage would find herself alone with her thoughts for a few minutes before she would hear a click as the doorknob turned.
In strolled the Archduke, wearing a silk dressing robe over a pair of black trousers. His hair was noticeably damp, which combined with what he was wearing implied he had likely just finished bathing.
“Ah, you must be Alryca Starwell. I am Archduke Isenbardus, a pleasure to meet you.”
The Archduke’s voice was surprisingly soft for a man, his tone having a silky smooth quality to it. Offering Alryca a slight smile, the Archduke took a seat in the chair adjacent to her.
“The college certainly works quickly, I will give them that. If all our government bodies were only half as fast as them we’d likely control half the world. Anyways… Tell me, how was your trip here? It went smoothly I hope?”
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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 Jul 4, 2019 0:52:32 GMT -8
Lord Marcus’ arrival had been expected, the guards at the gate escorting the Lord and his daughter up to the highest level of the fortress with far more efficiency than normal. Once at the top level of the fortress, they were greeted by the Archduke’s Stewart, flanked on either side by several servants.
“Lord Marcus, Lady Amia, it is a pleasure to be graced by your presence. I am Killian Zeisl, the Archduke’s Stewart. I and my staff will be taking care of you during your stay here.”
Offering a bow to each of them, the Stewart motioned for them to follow him inside, the servants with him taking any luggage the pair might have.
“If you wouldn’t mind, Lord Marcus, the Archduke wishes to speak to you privately first. Perhaps Lady Amia could freshen up and relax in her room while you meet with the Archduke?”
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Lord Marcus Deluth
New
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 46
Physical Description: Tall and lanky with wiry muscles
Grey hair
Blue eyes
Wrinkled
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever lords wear
Registered: Jul 2, 2019 10:34:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Marcus Deluth on Jul 4, 2019 19:11:47 GMT -8
Lady Amia opened her mouth to say something, and Marcus immediately spoke for her, "She would gladly freshen up and maybe even have a small nap. Won't you go to your room, my sweet?" Amia nodded and disappeared off with the servants. Marcus rubbed his hands together and waited for Isenbardus to be ready for him.
In the mean time, Amia remained silent with her head down and her hands folded against her skirts, feeling dread for what was going to come.
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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 Jul 6, 2019 20:19:47 GMT -8
Nodding in approval, the Stewart motioned for Lord Marcus to follow him while a pair of the other servants whisked Amia away to her room. Lord Marcus would pass numerous paintings and other various displays in the twisting halls of Seitz Fortress as he was led, presumably, to the Archduke. While the halls of the fortress weren’t as large in size as some castles in Vessia, they made up for this in the sheer number of them. Within only minutes of the walk, Lord Marcus would likely find himself disoriented, the winding corridors and passageways creating a maze of sorts.
After several solid minutes of walking, the pair would finally approach a pair of doors. Each door was made out of bronze and both were covered in countless engravings, although what it depicted wouldn’t be clear to anyone who only got the chance to give it a cursory glance. Taking hold of the handles, the Stewart pulled both the doors open to reveal the room behind them.
There was no mistaking the room before them as anything else than the Steitz families private library. To call it just a room wouldn’t do it justice, it was like someone had placed a tower within the compound. Circular in shape and four floors tall, each level above the first featured a balcony that allowed someone to walk around the edges of the walls and reach the bookshelves that were built into the room's walls.
Sitting in a rather comfortable looking chair was the Archduke, currently holding a book in hand. Looking up as the door opened and the Stewart led Marcus inside, he offered the man a wide smile, waving him over to sit down in a nearby chair. Perhaps Lord Marcus might find it odd the Archduke had first brought him to his library to meet, or perhaps he might think the Archduke simply wished to show it off to him.
“Lord Marcus, I am very glad to see you have arrived here safely! Your journey here was incident free I hope? Killian, fetch some of the Steitz special for Lord Marcus. After all, an esteemed guest such as yourself deserves a taste of the finest drink you can find within the whole province!”
Offering a bow to each of them, the Stewart hurriedly departed, leaving the two of them alone.
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Lord Marcus Deluth
New
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 46
Physical Description: Tall and lanky with wiry muscles
Grey hair
Blue eyes
Wrinkled
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever lords wear
Registered: Jul 2, 2019 10:34:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Marcus Deluth on Jul 7, 2019 14:01:44 GMT -8
By the time his daughter was off in other parts of the fortress, hr found himself being escorted into a library. Pah, books! Lord Marcus looked to the man who had invited his family to his home. He gave a bow. "It was my pleasure to travel here, your Grace." His nasal and long drawn out words lent to his snooty mannerisms and such. "I was delighted, of course, when you extended invitation to us to join you here." He paused, pulled out a long neck pipe with a small bowl, "May I?" At least he was predispositioned to common courtesies such as asking before lighting tobacco. "My daughter had quite a good impression of you," he said, stretching the truth of course as the girl's opinion didn't matter one bit.
"She is a sweet young thing, meek as a mouse she is." That was true enough. "I shall be throwing a ball soon in her honor and introduce her to society properly. She shall be performing with her psaltery and be the envy of other girls." And other things like being auctioned off for marriage. A certain delight was felt inside. He was going to be rid of his daughter, now he needed to think of how to be rid of his wife.
"I would be most honored if you were to attend, of course. I intend to introduce her betrothed that day, whoever he may be. The chit would be delighted, of course." He was looking around with open admiration for the grandeur the Duke's home.
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Alryca Starwell
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: She has a tall, lithe frame, if a bit better endowed than most of her elven kin. Long, platinum blonde hair streams down to nearly her waist, and her long fingers are frequently seen twirling it. Her eyes are vibrantly blue, and constantly looking about to take in new sights. She has no particular preference in clothing, dressing reasonably fashionable as far as she can afford.
Clothes and Equipment: She has a wand that she carries on her person at all times, with it, she performs her magic. Sketchbooks and drawing items are held in a small satchel at her waist. She is usually wearing robes due to her position as a junior member of the Isran enclave, a position earned solely by the dearth of summoners amongst magic users.
Player's online availability : Meh
Registered: Jan 26, 2017 13:05:24 GMT -8
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Post by Alryca Starwell on Jul 8, 2019 6:26:30 GMT -8
“A prudent decision. I shall go fetch a pitcher and some glasses.” Offering a brief bow to Alryca, the Stewart exited the room, closing the door behind him as he left. The young mage would find herself alone with her thoughts for a few minutes before she would hear a click as the doorknob turned. In strolled the Archduke, wearing a silk dressing robe over a pair of black trousers. His hair was noticeably damp, which combined with what he was wearing implied he had likely just finished bathing. “Ah, you must be Alryca Starwell. I am Archduke Isenbardus, a pleasure to meet you.” The Archduke’s voice was surprisingly soft for a man, his tone having a silky smooth quality to it. Offering Alryca a slight smile, the Archduke took a seat in the chair adjacent to her. “The college certainly works quickly, I will give them that. If all our government bodies were only half as fast as them we’d likely control half the world. Anyways… Tell me, how was your trip here? It went smoothly I hope?” Alryca smiled back at the Archduke. "Its not often opportunities such as these come around, and I was feeling restless at the College." She leaned back and took a sip of the water in front of her. "The trip was fine, my College badge is enough to deter most brigands and criminals, and those who it didn't were sufficiently frightened away by a fiery demonstration. You have quite the impressive Keep here, Archduke. I had heard of it of course, but the tales do not do it justice."
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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 Jul 9, 2019 22:27:14 GMT -8
The Archduke waved his hand in assent as the Lord pulled out his pipe.
“Of course, be my guest.”
Listening to Deluth’s words, the Archduke nodded along with the appearance of an attentive host. Of course, he truly didn’t care what the Lord had to say to him, that would all be irrelevant very soon after all...
“I’m glad Amia enjoyed our walk at the Church. She’s a very intelligent young woman, a trait I appreciate.”
The creak of the door announced the arrival of their drinks, carried in by the Stewart. Placing a tray with two glasses on the table between the two lords chairs, he filled each glass before bowing again to each of the men and exiting. This time there was a slight click as the man pulled the doors shut.
“Ah, our well-renowned drink, the Steitz Special. Do try some, Lord Marcus! It is most excellent if I do say so myself. Perhaps I’m a bit biased but only one way for you to find that out!” The Archduke offered the Lord a jovial smile before taking a long drink from his own glass. “I will have to check my schedule of course, but assuming I have nothing pressing, I would be delighted to attend such an event.”
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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 Jul 9, 2019 22:40:35 GMT -8
“It is indeed impressive, built by the dwarves long ago. While their temperament may be less than ideal, the quality of their craftsmanship has yet to be matched by Vessian craftsman. I suspect it never will.” Shaking his head, the Archduke let out a small laugh before moving onto the subject at hand.
“That sounds like the expected outcome, I certainly can't imagine there are many brigands who would be willing to stand against one who can perform such feats.”
Pausing a moment, the Archduke studied Alryca for a moment that seemed to drag on far longer than it should. Stretching out his arms in front of him, the Archduke flexed his fingers, several pops coming from them.
“Perhaps it’s a bit rude of me, but I shall get straight to the point. I wish to see first hand what type of magic you’re capable of. While I, of course, am no mage myself I have read quite a few books on the subject and think I have a half-decent eye for discerning a skilled magic user when I see one…”
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Alryca Starwell
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: She has a tall, lithe frame, if a bit better endowed than most of her elven kin. Long, platinum blonde hair streams down to nearly her waist, and her long fingers are frequently seen twirling it. Her eyes are vibrantly blue, and constantly looking about to take in new sights. She has no particular preference in clothing, dressing reasonably fashionable as far as she can afford.
Clothes and Equipment: She has a wand that she carries on her person at all times, with it, she performs her magic. Sketchbooks and drawing items are held in a small satchel at her waist. She is usually wearing robes due to her position as a junior member of the Isran enclave, a position earned solely by the dearth of summoners amongst magic users.
Player's online availability : Meh
Registered: Jan 26, 2017 13:05:24 GMT -8
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Post by Alryca Starwell on Jul 12, 2019 10:39:50 GMT -8
"The dwarves did an excellent job then, and you are fortunate to have such a fortress in your possession."
Alryca smiled at the Archduke as he asked her to demonstrate, she would be all too pleased to show off her skills instead of being quietly observed.
"My specialty is conjuration, summoning elementals, spirits, and the like. I could do a small demonstration in this room, but anything of significant impressiveness should be done outdoors lest it wreck this very room."
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Lord Marcus Deluth
New
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 46
Physical Description: Tall and lanky with wiry muscles
Grey hair
Blue eyes
Wrinkled
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever lords wear
Registered: Jul 2, 2019 10:34:25 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Marcus Deluth on Jul 20, 2019 9:50:36 GMT -8
Marcus had a hard time not sneering at the Archduke pointing out his daughter's intelligence. He lit the pipe and stuck it in his craw before he could say something in his dismay. He puffed a few times before clearing his throat, his eyes almost scathing as they turned to the woman who was talking. Pah, women needed to be more like children... seen and not heard. "Yes, yes," he drawled out carefully, "She is very smart." Too damned smart.
He took the drink offered so he would not come off as rude, even if his disgust was seeping out of him despite best efforts.
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