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 4, 2016 11:17:38 GMT -8
This is one of four villages overseen be the Rouvière family and is the second largest after St. Vier. This village is quite happily nearest the plains, and best suited for the Count Raoul's business dealings with horses. Population: 177 Buildings of Business: Cloudsoft Bakery | Distributes their products to the vendor in the marketplace. Very delicious breads, particularly delicious pastries | North Stable | This is where the horses are kept for selling. A well maintained building, the horses are given only the best care. This facility was built to house up to 100 animals, with 1 stable hand for every ten horses. | South Stable | This smaller stable is for housing the horses of the villagers and visitors | Steady Winds Inn | An inn with five available rooms of standard rate of 5 gp per night. You can get a good meal for a gold piece and an ale for a silver. Famously known for their meat pie and stew. | The Golden Crown | This is the tavern... As well as the place where a man can find some companionship for a night. Women do not dare enter this place if they care about their reputation. There are five ladies of the night and five rooms | Aesiph's Apocethary | Supplies the medicinal herbs and ingredients | Arden's Armor and Weaponry | A blacksmith. | Jaya's Gems | A gem and jewelry shop that has a stall in the marketplace for your convenience. | Teya's Tack | Tack for your horses and bovine, the finest tack in the area! | Marvi's Tack | Direct competition for Teya, also claims to have the finest tack | Ysiph's General Goods | Sells everything from tack and weapons to food and in between. | The Marketplace | In the central part of town is the main marketplace where Most of the above shops supply their goods at wholesale to different vendors. You'll also find produce stalls, meat stalls, and a fish monger... There is a textile stall and a curio stall as well. |
There is a nearby lake that supplies the village with fresh fish like trout, bass, and eel. It is fed by a river running inland from the sea, and is very large. There is an urban legend about a sea monster in the lake that resembles a very large turtle. To the east is the treeline of a small patch of forest, and plenty of farmland besides.
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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 4, 2016 12:02:25 GMT -8
Cerridwyn was angry with her father. He'd come home with a wife that was perhaps not even five years her senior, and now was putting even more pressure on Cerri to marry and make room for the children he'd get from this marriage. He didn't need her to direct the staff anymore, his new wife would... Never mind that the woman was more interested in spending money and sitting there like a lazy cow expecting everyone to do her bidding.
"I don't care if you marry a farmer at this point! You are no longer useful to me if you refuse to stay at court." That had stung. Lord Raoul had never treated her like that before... He wasn't doting by any means, but he'd never been unkind.
She pressed her lips together as she picked up a trinket to examine. The marketplace was bustling with activity around her, vendors shouting to sell their wares while some children chased each other through the crowd. She moved the trinket around for a moment and then set it down carefully. Her fingers then ran over the folds of a fan and she was reminded of the ball, so she shook her head and decided upon an ivory carving of a horse, and gave the vendor the coin for it. She tucked the little statue away, wandering away from the market toward the edge of town, taking the path down to the lake shore.
She spread her cloak out in the grass and sat, the breeze playing with her dark tresses and the fabric of her white kirtle. She then tucked her legs to the side and idly plucked at the blades of lush green that were freshly shorn by the locals to make access to the lake easier. The water rippled in a way that a myriad of sparkles from the sun seemed to dance upon the glassy surface, and she tried to relax as she watched the stunning display.
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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 11:54:06 GMT -8
A red colored carriage rolled into Erast, two fine black horses pulling it. The two men sitting on the front of the carriage wore clothes with the crest of the Steitz house on it, a single eye on a crimson background. The carriage pulled up to a stop at Cloudsoft Bakery, one of the men on the front of the carriage hopping down and opening the door of the carriage.
The Archduke was the only person inside the carriage and he climbed out of the carriage without much trouble, giving the town around him a brief look over. He was feeling a bit hungry and therefore had decided to stop here for a bit of a snack. The reason for his travels was much more important than visiting this village, but taking a break wouldn’t do him any harm. Opening the door to the bakery, Isenbardus would enter, looking around to see what was available.
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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 7, 2016 12:14:17 GMT -8
There was a large woman humming and kneading dough off at one table, while a reed thin man stood behind the counter arranging a nice platter of sweet rolls. The Archduke would be greeted by the myriad of scents associated with a bounty of baked goods, from sticky sweet looking pastries featuring dried fruits and nuts, to round loaves of crusty bread. "I'm telling you, his lordship has been rather crude to the lass. I heard him call her useless because she fled court when he would have her marry. I was delivering bread to the North Stable this morn when it happened. But I can't say as I blame the lass, considering all that happened the week that the Emperor stepped into power." The man had yet to notice they had customers, and same with the woman.
"The poor dear. I hear it is because of her late mother. I am not sure why, though. OH! Good morrow, M'Lord!" The woman wasn't well versed in which noble was which, so she kept to the standard greeting as she spotted the Archduke. This caused the man to swivel and greet him in kind.
"Welcome, welcome... Is there ought I can help you with, My Lord? Perhaps some sweet rolls or a nice nut pastry?" Said the man, bowing some at the waist, as did the woman since it was hard to curtsy whilst elbow deep in bread dough.
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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 13:06:55 GMT -8
The Archduke listened with interest as the two talked about what had been happening, taking no action to interrupt the talkative peasants. He always found you could discover a surprising amount of info about a lord by simply visiting the town near them. That was generally the first place his informants went when looking to dig up dirt on other nobles.
“You can help me, yes. Your sweet rolls are looking quite delicious, I’d like to buy seven of them. I couldn’t help but hear you speaking about Lady Cerridwyn as I entered. It saddens me quite a bit to hear she’s fallen upon such hard times… I really should pay her a visit. Do you think I could find her in the castle or do you think she might still be in this town?”
Isenbardus addressed the pair with a disarming smile and spoke in a friendly manner, at least, compared to how most nobles addressed the peasantry. He didn’t want them to know of his importance, no, he’d much rather them think him some lesser noble or else they might clam up.
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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 7, 2016 13:25:06 GMT -8
"Why... I passed her on my way back from the lake just South of here. I do believe she was headed there. She has been here in town for several days, her father's new wife and ladies arrived at the castle just recently..." The reedy man spoke as he started to place the seven sweet rolls onto a sheet of parchment. "The Lord arrived in town this morn, she is likely to return to the castle if he has his way. Twill be two gold and two silver, my lord, for the sweet rolls."
"Poor dearling," muttered the big woman as she began to shape the dough into a loaf.
One thing was clear, the villagers were quite loyal to Cerridwyn and disapproved of the way she was being treated.
The man folded the parchment gently and tied it closed with twine, then pressed it forward.
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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 14:34:36 GMT -8
Taking the package offered him, the Archduke would reach into his cloaks pocket, pulling out a coin purse. After rummaging around in it for a moment, he would place three gold coins on the counter between him and the baker, offering them a smile as he did so.
“I will have to see if I can perhaps go and meet up with her then… Keep the extra change, consider it my thanks to you for telling me where Lady Cerridwyn might be.”
Package of sweet rolls in hand, the Archduke made his way back out to his carriage. After a brief discussion with the driver, the carriage would head off towards the lake the baker had mentioned. Once the lake was fairly close, Isenbardus would have the carriage halted once more, heading off towards the lake on foot. He brought the sweet rolls with him, figuring if he found Lady Cerridwyn, he could offer her some. For now, he would simply look around and see if Lady Cerridwyn was at the lake as the baker had suggested.
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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 7, 2016 14:51:20 GMT -8
The baker thanked him kindly, then watched the man he thought was kind, leave.
Meanwhile, Cerri was, indeed, still at the lake and still sitting quietly on her cloak, legs tucked beneath her, covered with her skirts. The bruise around her eye was still faintly yellow, but healed up with no damage to her face, and she was a bit more comfortable in normal clothing than the beautiful but unseemly gown her father made her wear for the masque.
It occurred to her that she would have to get through whatever this was that her dad was doing to her, but it was hurtful. She'd always obeyed him... Always... At least until the ball, but that was something she couldn't help. Add to that, she had found whom she would gladly marry, but knew Lord Raoul would be angry with her for even bringing it up.
She wrapped her arms around herself and gave a sigh, wishing that her knight was there with her, standing in front of her to block the wicked words of the man who raised 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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 7, 2016 15:37:53 GMT -8
Picking out Cerridwyn from a distance, the Archduke approached her, although he did nothing to get her attention for the moment. He walked through the grass quietly, the only sound being his robe swishing about. She was looking rather forlorn from her general posture, although there was only so much he could tell without looking at her face.
Once he was about twenty feet away from her, still behind her, he spoke to her. She might notice his presence before he was so close to her, but he moved without making much noise, a skill he had honed over the years.
“A fancy meeting you out here, Lady Cerridwyn.”
He spoke in his usual silky quiet voice that was somehow always quite clear despite him barely raising his voice. Isendbardus wore a thoughtful expression as he looked at Cerridwyn, the young lady currently sitting on the grass.
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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 7, 2016 16:05:51 GMT -8
Cerri glanced to the one who could be kin, and she rose. "Good day to you, Your Grace," she said with a curtsy, her voice sounding soft as well. She stepped off of her cloak and picked it up, shaking loose grass from the garment. The young lady gave a smile, but it was a wary one. Indeed, her eyes were guarded as she regarded him with a searching stare. The question on her heart nearly spilled from her tongue, but she visibly flinched as she forced the thought away.
"It is good to see you again. I hope this day finds you well?" Despite feeling on guard, it was her nature to be cordial. She forced her gaze down to her task of neatly caring for the cloak, in a methodical and, perhaps, a slightly ocd way. She folded picked off debris here and there, even tiny little pieces that wouldn't other others, then folded the garment over her arm precisely.
He would be able to tell he made her nervous.
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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 16:55:51 GMT -8
Although Cerri didn’t like him, she had been taught to mask her feelings well. She offered him a polite greeting and follow up question, as he would expect from a young lady like her.
“I’m doing well so far. Traveling is rather tiresome, though. I decided to take a rest at this town and was getting some sweet rolls from the bakery. Would you care to have one, Lady Cerridwyn?”
Isenbardus proffered the package of sweet rolls he carried, offering her a smile that was almost too warm. The smile reached his eyes, but something about it was… Unsettling.
“While I was at the bakery I heard of some trouble between you and your father. Is everything quite alright in that department, Lady 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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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 7, 2016 17:32:39 GMT -8
"They do make lovely sweet rolls," she said... And took the offering to be polite, saying a soft, "Thank you." Her eyes found his face in a startled way when he brought up the gossip. Her face fell some, and she remained quiet for a long pause. How did one answer such a question? Most would turn a blind eye to her plight, even might agree with her father's ways. "Your grace," she said very softly, "He is under much pressure and has not been himself." She had trouble wording that, for her gut roiled with defending her father.
She was definitely a victim of abuse, even so much as taking the blame for his wrath. "I left court after the Masque. I disobeyed him." Even though she'd had good reason to stay away. She looked away, but he probably wouldn't miss the subtle change in her pupils to indicate the hurt she felt. "Perhaps he is right, that I should be more like my mother." She thought only good about the woman, and it was very clear the tidbit about her being unfaithful had never been divulged to the girl.
Cerri returned her gaze to him again, the question of her paternity rampant in her mind. It was beginning to torture her. A different question blurted out, "Why are you concerned?"
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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 8, 2016 9:52:45 GMT -8
He could sense it pained her to defend her father, but she did so regardless. She must have been taught very strictly when it came to going against her father's will, for even in the private out here, she wouldn’t speak a word against him. The mention of her mother forced him to suppress a quiet chuckle. She certainly didn’t want to be more like her mother… Perhaps he should break it to her, it would certainly amuse him to see her reaction.
“Why am I concerned? Well, I thought that would be obvious, surely you’ve pieced it together after hearing all the courts gossip. Although I haven’t spent much time with you, I am your half-brother.”
The Archduke stated the fact in an almost casual manner, raising one eyebrow as he looked at her. For her, it would seem as if he was quite skeptical she didn’t know the fact they were related in this way. Although he wasn’t actually surprised the girl had been sheltered from such gossip, he did find it remarkable how it seemed none of it that involved her mother had ever reached her ears.
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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 8, 2016 10:23:25 GMT -8
"I suspected as much..." she said, needing to sit down. She did so without bothering to spread the cloak again, disregarding the grass stains that might get on her skirt. And the sweet roll? dropped, forgotten, but he'd have to forgive that because even if she suspected, it was still very profound to hear what he'd said. "Is she your mother or is your father mine?" she whispered hoarsely. "I've wanted to ask you. Wanted to know since seeing you last... But Father..."
Most ladies would faint, cry, or start screaming that it wasn't true... It couldn't POSSIBLY be true... But Cerri, though shocked, was numb. She looked up, studying his face and then touching her own, fingers visibly trembling. And then she wrenched herself up and, leaving all that she was carrying at the spot she had been sitting, she walked away several paces, clenching her fingers over and over, seeming to work some things through her mind.
"He never got angry with the chaperone for not doing her job..." she remembered to herself... And the puzzle pieces clicked into place, one by one. Lord Raoul, the man she'd called father her entire life, WANTED her compromised... So he could be rid of her. And then she remembered hearing him speak to someone else of a whore for a wife... That he had to pretend to grieve.
She felt the gorge rise in her throat and swallowed back the gag when reality slammed into 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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 8, 2016 15:10:44 GMT -8
The poor girl was clearly in shock from the news but wasn’t flying off the handle. That was a nice change, the ones who reacted in such a manner truly irked the Archduke. Not to say he didn’t find it amusing at times, but it grew tiresome after a while.
“My father is yours as well. It was fairly well known through court gossip that your mother traveled to the Steitz Fortress under a number of pretenses. Perhaps the first time she could believably claim her reasons for visiting were purely business, but after the fifth time or so… Well, it became rather obvious. Not that your father wanted to directly interfere, I suspect he didn’t want to say anything to draw the ire of my father, the previous Archduke.”
Offering her a sympathetic look, the Archduke would move closer and offer her a comforting pat on the shoulder. He looked genuinely sad that she was taking this news so hard.
“I’m sorry that this news pains you so much. I had assumed you expected this and knew it to be true for a while, but it seems your father shielded you from the gossip quite effectively… You seem to be experiencing difficult times, especially when it comes to your father. As a relative, even if only a half brother, I feel obligated to offer some assistance. If you need a place to stay, I could arrange something for you, Cerridwyn.”
It was the first time he had addressed her as just ‘Cerridwyn’, but as she now knew he was a relative, he thought it more appropriate and less stiff sounding.
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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 8, 2016 16:05:04 GMT -8
She looked at him, rather ashen. She was about to open her mouth and reply when she saw Count Raoul cresting the hill and descending toward them. He called out, laying the friendliness on thick since she wasn't alone, "There you are, my dear. I've made the arrangement for you to come home tonight so that my wife can get to know you." She stiffened.
Her eyes went back and forth between the two men, one who used her for his own gain out of hatred, and one who offered her a place in his home. She stumbled back a step or two, then she said to Raoul, "Is it true?"
When the man saw who was standing with Cerridwyn, something shifted in him, and he clenched his teeth around, "Is what true?"
And then she felt dizzy and sick, and... And then she shook her head. "No." This was directed at Raoul. She stumbled toward town after that.
"What did you say to her?" Asked Raoul to the Archduke. "Does she finally know of the whore her mother was?" The men shed his nice guy act, glowering. "I did right by the girl. I raised her as my own. I didn't have to raise 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.
Registered: Nov 24, 2016 15:23:54 GMT -8
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Post by Archduke Isenbardus on Dec 8, 2016 18:44:00 GMT -8
The Archduke turned towards Count Raoul when he appeared. He had really picked an unfortunate time to show up. It seemed Cerridwyn had about had her fill with him. The girl did have good reasons to be fed up with the man, he was quite a terrible father, but that was common among in the nobility.
“You mean to say she’s never heard the rumors before now, Count Raoul? I’m rather surprised you never told her yourself. She would inevitably find this out one way or another, I think you should have told her yourself… But it’s a bit too late for that now.”
He fixed the man with his piercing gaze as if searching for something in the man.
“I don’t see why you’re defending your actions to me, I haven’t yet condemned them. The fact you feel the need to defend them does perhaps point to you yourself feel they were wrong, however… That is neither here nor there.”
Turning, the Archduke started moving back towards his carriage, which was in a similar direction to the one Cerridwyn was moving.
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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 8, 2016 19:04:11 GMT -8
Cerridwyn felt like it took forever to get through the throng of people in the market. She seemed to have blinders on, because she was gently assisted by different townsfolk, people who wore concerned looks on their faces when they saw her stricken expression. She saw that her trunks were already being loaded by the time she made it to the inn and instructed them to put them down. They looked away and ignored her wishes. She was not getting on that coach. She ran her fingers through her hair in agitation, and then stumbled through town toward the East, then started to run.
She ran toward the outskirts of town, passed some smaller cottages, over a bridge and down the dirt road... And into the small forest close to town.
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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 8, 2016 19:52:25 GMT -8
The Archduke followed after Cerridwyn. With a few questions to the townsfolk and simply noticing which townsfolk were talking in hushed voices, he was able to tell where she had been without much trouble. His search eventually led him to the forest. Sighing slightly, he began his trek into it, keeping an eye for broken branches and other signs that she had been traveling through it.
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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 9, 2016 16:50:23 GMT -8
Adrian found the small village of Erast and paused so he and his knights could get a lay of the land. "I'll be busy, Brothers. Do as you will, but watch for our sigil upon this ridge, for that is the signal for us to regroup and leave." The Brother-Knights nodded in agreement and started to disperse into the village, though one was ordered to watch the horses at the North Stable The expensive, well-fed, and well-kept warhorses of the Order should not even be close to the mounts of the rabble; it was fortunate that these people understood this and created two separate stables. "You will keep away from such establishments," Adrian told his squire as he pointed towards the Golden Crown. "Save yourself, lad, for the right woman. Better that way." Adrian winked at the young man and kept walking. "Is Cerridwyn the right woman, sir?" Klaus smirked. Adrian would have disciplined the boy, but decided to just nudge his shoulder with his armored elbow. Eventually he came upon the Steady Winds Inn. "Excuse me, innkeep, blessings upon you," he said raising his hand when the man looked his way. "I'm looking for a woman, Cerridwyn von Heschburg . I'm new in town, and I would like to know where I can find her."
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