Lady Sabina
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Niece of Empress Aurelia Rexus, Cousin of Duke Fabian Hapsburg-Portainne
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 20 years old
Physical Description: Hourglass shape, black-as-night hair, silver-grey eyes, and a moonlight complexion. Average height and weight.
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Clothes and Equipment: As a lady of Vessia, and of the influential House Hapsburg-Portainne, she is always dressed in fine clothes and usually paired with fine jewels.
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Allegiances: Empress Aurelia Rexus, the Duchy of Renovia
Registered: Jun 16, 2019 13:22:37 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Sabina on Jul 9, 2019 17:23:12 GMT -8
She hardly felt comforted by his talk of death, and making it sound so imminent, as if it were really just beyond that closed door. Her tears didn't stop rolling down her cheeks, but they were slow-paced and one couldn't really call it crying as her breathing was still even and she wasn't giving in to hysterics.
No, the few years she shed were perhaps for an innocence lost, or feeling as if she'd yet again been backed into a corner.
She watched the butler make the tea then place it before her. She knew it wasn't poisoned... They needed her too much. Reaching out, her hands were steady as she picked up the cup and sipped.
"If it is all the same to you, Master Pythius, I would prefer to begin and just... Be done with it all." She didn't want to talk about her father. Both of her parents had been flattered that the Empress herself wanted to help her former husband's family so-- because surely, having Sabina at court meant that she'd make a very worthy marriage.
Little had anyone known...
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Pythius
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Roleplay posts: 23
Age: Looks to be in his late 60s
Physical Description: A man of average height, with wrinkles jeweling his face. Big eyes usually strike to be sad or gloomy, their sky-grey colour reflecting the experience of ages. Soft grey hair of medium length level with his chin, from which a short simple-kept beard emerges. Upon closer examination heavy eye bags can be seen under his eyes. His hands are marked with years of hard labour and his eyes signify a considerable level of academic knowledge.
Clothes and Equipment: Pythius wears a simple Vessian outfit of a high ranking servants of royalty, with an ivory cane to help him walk, there also is a small tome hanging on a silver chain off of his belt. A small closed pouch made of black leather rests on the other side of his belt. His coat also has multiple pouches that seem to be filled.
Registered: Jun 18, 2019 5:47:08 GMT -8
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Post by Pythius on Jul 10, 2019 10:33:00 GMT -8
“Oh, training to be a spy is not a very quick process, but you are right we don’t have much time. I will tell you some of the lessons I know myself, but you will be mostly using common sense. Remember not to be greedy, meaning that if you feel your shapeshifting wearing off do not push for more information. Being caught is worse than anything else. Although you will have to establish a schedule in order to get to important information in time. Tomorrow we will try and see how much you can hold a form while shapeshifting, and we will try human shapeshifting.”, Pythius himslef wasn’t a spy, and he didn’t really know how to teach someone to become one. However, years of exanimation of behaviour of courtly persons in their natural habitats lend him hand in this. “Upon receiving important information you can deliver it back by some means. I will take care of that. Now then, your target is primarily Archduke Isenbardus and his possible relationship with Duke Marcus who bough his way to nobility. They may conspire to do something and to my personal mind, Isenbardus is a dormant volcano, examination is in order. I believe that trial is the best teacher so, you will practice in the following days, but not too much, we do t ant to loose out precious time with Isenbardus.”, he was concerned at this point. The further the conversation went, the further Pythius realised that Sabina didn’t know the first thing about spying. He might have to bind a demon to train her, but that would cost him something as his recent divination wasn’t the most pleasant experience. The tears didn’t reinforce Pythius’ confidence in Sabina either. Well, the subject was certainly of emotional kind for her, but he didn’t anticipate something so fragile and different to be granted such useful power, and certainly plucked out by Aurelia. Ironic.
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