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Post by The Divine Empire of Vessia on Jun 28, 2019 5:00:33 GMT -8
The Imperial Palace has many war rooms within, this being just one of them. This one is commonly selected for Electoral Councils, the layered seating useful for having Electors representing various regions of the Empire in Inner seats while other Elector positions sitting on the outer circle, all in addition to a place in the centre for someone to stand if they have something particularly long and important to say.
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Empress Aurelia Rexus
Established
Empress-Consort of the late Emperor Alexander of Vessia
Roleplay posts: 14 
Age: 23 years old
Physical Description: Lush, beautiful, with pale golden hair and enchanting silver-blue eyes, Aurelia was made to tempt men into sin. She has used her beauty as a weapon in the past to secure increasingly important marriages, and will continue to do so until her dying breath.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aurelia dresses in beautiful clothing and jewels that accent her figure WITHOUT appearing too promiscuous. She keeps a dagger hidden on her person, and it is rumored that one of her rings contains poison.
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Allegiances: Herself & her children, first and foremost; the Rise of Vessia
Registered: Jun 17, 2019 10:29:30 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Aurelia Rexus on Jun 29, 2019 5:10:03 GMT -8
Banners of Alexander's house and of Vessia hung from the rafters of the war room, fires lit to make the room glow, and a servant at every corner who stood with back errect and ankles together. Food was usually not served in such a room, but as Aurelia anticipated a lengthy discussion, she'd had the kitchens prepare easy fair and had linens and fresh water on hand to keep the hands of the Electors clean.
At the very front of the room was a display she'd had freshly commissioned of all the Elector's houses, so the sigils of each could be easily seen by any seat in the room. As the Empress of Vessia, and the mother and regent of two Electoral votes, she sat within the inner circle, and this time, without a veil.
Aurelia was only twenty three, and her bare shoulders showed the grace of her carriage and the swanlike beauty of her neck. Her pale golden hair was piled artfully on top of her head, pearls seeded in her hair and a crown nestled within the strands, even more golden than her hair, and bejeweled as well. Her gown was black, but decorated with gold filagree, and she cut an impressive and immaculate figure.
At each seat there was a ledger and ink and quills, and at the seat where Aurelia sat were several folded missives as she waited for the Electors to arrive.
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King Ottokar II
Established
Roleplay posts: 13 
Age: 51
Physical Description: Otto is an aged man with a gradient of white to black from the top of his head to the end of his beard respectively. He is 187cm tall but a broad build is truly what makes his presence regal. His hair is generally neatly trimmed to be short accomodating his age, with a thick beard to make use of the still youthful hairs there. The King's eyes are a dark, ocean blue and his skin is a light peach shade of someone who was born darker but spends most of their time inside. Age has left his skin wrinkled particularly on a stressed forehead and around the mouth, but his shapely ears and chin remain strong.
Clothes and Equipment: The King generally wears his royal vestments, a breastplate, and a fur coat and a one-and-a-half handed sword at his belt. However there will almost always be some additions or modifications to this depending on what the King is currently doing.
Registered: May 24, 2019 13:25:21 GMT -8
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Post by King Ottokar II on Jun 29, 2019 19:30:11 GMT -8
Ottokar was the first to step into the war room, the man wearing his characteristic dress of office. The man was neat and proud as ever, yesterday's brutish displays juxtaposed to today's readiness with his very own stack of papers helping the man earn his moniker of The Black Lion, even if he made it up for himself all those years ago. Having come early, he took his seat with nobody else present save some servants and the Császárnéző, looking about the room. He gave a faithful smile to the Empress, drumming his fingers on his table. "If my memory serves right, this is the room where we elected the young Alexei! How time flies...." Having said that, he decided to review the papers he brought with him. The Egyszer Kingdom didn't have many friends in other nations of the Empire, but this was an expense for having excellent relations with nearly every other Imperial institution from the police forces, to mercenary companies, to Knightly Orders, banks, free territories, minority ethnicities and of course the Church.
He knew as a result the good majority of who in pertinent parties wasn't coming to the electoral council; a courtesy of these entities, if you would. It would certainly be good to see and know the surprise of other Electors when seats at the circles weren't filled, and at most a lowerly representative of said organizations arriving in the stead of their heads. Ottokar knew exactly who these delegates would be.
With his papers organized, Otto looked to the doors awaiting the next arrivals.
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Empress Aurelia Rexus
Established
Empress-Consort of the late Emperor Alexander of Vessia
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 23 years old
Physical Description: Lush, beautiful, with pale golden hair and enchanting silver-blue eyes, Aurelia was made to tempt men into sin. She has used her beauty as a weapon in the past to secure increasingly important marriages, and will continue to do so until her dying breath.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aurelia dresses in beautiful clothing and jewels that accent her figure WITHOUT appearing too promiscuous. She keeps a dagger hidden on her person, and it is rumored that one of her rings contains poison.
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Allegiances: Herself & her children, first and foremost; the Rise of Vessia
Registered: Jun 17, 2019 10:29:30 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Aurelia Rexus on Jul 1, 2019 1:33:18 GMT -8
She was not surprised when King Ottokar was the first to arrive of all the Electors. He struck her as old military, so punctuality was no doubt important to him.
Indeed, the man was probably more of a tactician than she gave him credit for, and in war time, how easy it must be for a seasoned veteran to manipulate things for an emperor to fall from horseback while in battle.
Aurelia smiled gently at him. "Your majesty," she said to him, watching as he took his place and set down his own filework. Her silvery blue eyes remained steadfast in his face.
"Yes... And not so very long ago. It's humbling how the world can change for some in such a small amount of time." She have a subtle gesture, and a servant stepped forward to bring a cup of wine to Ottokar. "Have any of your children come with you to the capital this time?"
Pleasant conversation to pass the time while they waited for the other electors to arrive, or receive missives that they wouldn't be able to make the meeting.
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King Ottokar II
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 51
Physical Description: Otto is an aged man with a gradient of white to black from the top of his head to the end of his beard respectively. He is 187cm tall but a broad build is truly what makes his presence regal. His hair is generally neatly trimmed to be short accomodating his age, with a thick beard to make use of the still youthful hairs there. The King's eyes are a dark, ocean blue and his skin is a light peach shade of someone who was born darker but spends most of their time inside. Age has left his skin wrinkled particularly on a stressed forehead and around the mouth, but his shapely ears and chin remain strong.
Clothes and Equipment: The King generally wears his royal vestments, a breastplate, and a fur coat and a one-and-a-half handed sword at his belt. However there will almost always be some additions or modifications to this depending on what the King is currently doing.
Registered: May 24, 2019 13:25:21 GMT -8
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Post by King Ottokar II on Jul 1, 2019 10:03:02 GMT -8
Ottokar looked to the offered wine and with a light shake of his head and palm waved it away. He had consumed a concoction of antidotes and filled up on some grains with water before arriving here to insure that by chance he wouldn't be poisoned - even if he doubted it would happen here - and to make sure what alcohol he had wouldn't get to his head easily. But he still wasn't going to have any more, and instead requested some water or a darker tea.
Then he turned back to Aurelia, wincing at the mention of his children and raising a bushy eyebrow as he momentarily stared at the Empress. "Yes, Miklos, Gyorgy and Sebastian came, my wife is with Anastasia hoping to get the girl married while Karolai and Dorika locked themselves in the castle. Too distrustful, too frustrated with how the Empire works and all the people in it. Understandable of course, but Karolai was who I wanted to be my successor, the boy should learn Imperial Statecraft."
The aging man gave a weary rub to his forehead, before continuing. "The fruit of your unions are all too young to yet get involved in all the business of the courts, I take it?"
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Empress Aurelia Rexus
Established
Empress-Consort of the late Emperor Alexander of Vessia
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 23 years old
Physical Description: Lush, beautiful, with pale golden hair and enchanting silver-blue eyes, Aurelia was made to tempt men into sin. She has used her beauty as a weapon in the past to secure increasingly important marriages, and will continue to do so until her dying breath.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aurelia dresses in beautiful clothing and jewels that accent her figure WITHOUT appearing too promiscuous. She keeps a dagger hidden on her person, and it is rumored that one of her rings contains poison.
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Allegiances: Herself & her children, first and foremost; the Rise of Vessia
Registered: Jun 17, 2019 10:29:30 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Aurelia Rexus on Jul 1, 2019 13:32:47 GMT -8
The Empress glanced at the wine that was not taken by Ottokar, and didn't bat an eyelash at how the servant who offered it hesitated for a bare moment, as if he wasn't expecting the king of all people to deny the spirit. Inevitably, however, the servant did move away, and another came back with hot water in a cup and a small basket of packeted leaves for selection of tea.
"The Grand Duke of Renovia is only seven, and my other children are too young to have an interest in anything but horses and play-acting," the Empress said in pleasant conversation with Ottokar. "Fabian is showing an interest in swordplay, however, as well as philosophy. You mentioned that your children were... I believed bloodthirsty was the term you used? Seems rather violent, but perhaps that a trait to be admired in your country?"
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King Ottokar II
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 51
Physical Description: Otto is an aged man with a gradient of white to black from the top of his head to the end of his beard respectively. He is 187cm tall but a broad build is truly what makes his presence regal. His hair is generally neatly trimmed to be short accomodating his age, with a thick beard to make use of the still youthful hairs there. The King's eyes are a dark, ocean blue and his skin is a light peach shade of someone who was born darker but spends most of their time inside. Age has left his skin wrinkled particularly on a stressed forehead and around the mouth, but his shapely ears and chin remain strong.
Clothes and Equipment: The King generally wears his royal vestments, a breastplate, and a fur coat and a one-and-a-half handed sword at his belt. However there will almost always be some additions or modifications to this depending on what the King is currently doing.
Registered: May 24, 2019 13:25:21 GMT -8
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Post by King Ottokar II on Jul 1, 2019 15:18:49 GMT -8
Taking the arriving tea the King gave his thanks to the servant, pretending not to notice his reaction and took the tea. Carefully he began to put in flakes of the tea leaves one by one with that intent look men past middle-age have when going at a hobby. But he turned his head to not make it appear as if he weren't listening, for he was and didn't want to lack tact at this moment.
The ever so slightest crease of a smile came to be in Otto's lips as it seemed the Duchess tried to bait him again. "No, I don't think I used that word at all. Perhaps the memory of the elderly is underestimated." he stated, still placing leaves into his tea. "Perhaps it may come in useful. It'll be interesting to see what interests little Korvinn develops under the patronage of his paternal family." With that, he placed the last leaf in, and took a very long sip cut off at just the right time to not be considered exaggerated. "To a degree it is. We're not Vessichers by ethnos, but we're not as different as some like to claim. One has to have savagery ready in their heart, to defend fatherland, hearth, home, and of course to defend their family."
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Johann IV of Bayern
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 34
Physical Description: Tall, athletically built, strong facial features, a shock of dark black hair that fell to his shoulders... can no longer describe the youngest son of Albrecht II. He still stands at 6'4", but a life of rich foods and copious amounts of alcohol has taken their toll, and the athletic build has become a prodigious gut. His hairline has started to recede, and the long locks has been cut to be more manageable. A scar along his left cheek from a heathen's sword has marred what few good looks he had remaining.
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Clothes and Equipment: Being of noble house enables Johann to have the richest, most fashionable, and flattering clothes. As such he is rarely under dressed for any event. In fact the opposite has often been said of him, with his personal tailors complaining quite often for the seeming lack of decorum in the care of his clothing.
As befitting a man of high stature, he has a full suit of plate armor fitted to him. His main weapon is a war hammer, though he carries a sword mostly for ceremony.
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Allegiances: The Divine Empire of Vessia and the Duchy of Bayern
Registered: Jun 20, 2019 10:24:04 GMT -8
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Post by Johann IV of Bayern on Jul 2, 2019 21:29:36 GMT -8
The arrival of the third member of the peerage to the hall was announced by his rather large footfalls echoing through the stout wooden doors, swinging open to reveal... a rather stout looking man. Dressed similarly to the day before in flowing robes and furs that did their best to hide his physique, or to at least give the impression that despite all his girth it was muscular form, as well as with a small brimmed hat with a bright blue and white feathers pinned to it's side with a clasp in the shape of a rearing boar.
He gave little apparent attention to either of the major parties in the room as he entered, giving the entire hall a look over with a look of... greed at the least, and more than a small amount of lust. For food? Most certainly. For power? That was certainly there as well. Either way he strode confidently into the hall, sitting heavily into the seat reserved for Bayern.
He waved over a servant to bring him a cup of wine, and boomed out in a somewhat pleasant tone, interjecting himself into the conversation with nary a care whether his opinion was needed nor wanted, "A good lad, already practicing to keep those heathens at bay. He'll be a fine soldier one of these days."
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Empress Aurelia Rexus
Established
Empress-Consort of the late Emperor Alexander of Vessia
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 23 years old
Physical Description: Lush, beautiful, with pale golden hair and enchanting silver-blue eyes, Aurelia was made to tempt men into sin. She has used her beauty as a weapon in the past to secure increasingly important marriages, and will continue to do so until her dying breath.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aurelia dresses in beautiful clothing and jewels that accent her figure WITHOUT appearing too promiscuous. She keeps a dagger hidden on her person, and it is rumored that one of her rings contains poison.
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Allegiances: Herself & her children, first and foremost; the Rise of Vessia
Registered: Jun 17, 2019 10:29:30 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Aurelia Rexus on Jul 3, 2019 0:50:14 GMT -8
"It was my mistake... Those who quite enjoy bloodshed and killing aren't necessarily blood thirsty," Aurelia said with a dry tone.
King Ottokar, of course, mentioned House Rexus and the inevitable taking of her son. The Empress had to be careful. "House Rexus is protective, given the way the Prince's father died. I think all of us could do with an extra measure of caution." Her silvery blue gaze was pointed...
... And then, The Boar entered the room. The greed and lust was, for a moment, easy to read on the man's face as he looked around the room, where decisions important enough to affect the entire realm were made. He took a seat, and a servant immediately served him with meat, cheese, and wine.
" He'll be the a regent of his own soon, so perhaps a soldier's training might make him more wise when it comes to entering conflicts." the widowed Empress said.
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King Ottokar II
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 51
Physical Description: Otto is an aged man with a gradient of white to black from the top of his head to the end of his beard respectively. He is 187cm tall but a broad build is truly what makes his presence regal. His hair is generally neatly trimmed to be short accomodating his age, with a thick beard to make use of the still youthful hairs there. The King's eyes are a dark, ocean blue and his skin is a light peach shade of someone who was born darker but spends most of their time inside. Age has left his skin wrinkled particularly on a stressed forehead and around the mouth, but his shapely ears and chin remain strong.
Clothes and Equipment: The King generally wears his royal vestments, a breastplate, and a fur coat and a one-and-a-half handed sword at his belt. However there will almost always be some additions or modifications to this depending on what the King is currently doing.
Registered: May 24, 2019 13:25:21 GMT -8
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Post by King Ottokar II on Jul 3, 2019 11:27:32 GMT -8
Otto barely suppressed laughter at the words of Aurelia, taking a shorter sip of his tea. "You know Duchess, I get the ever so slight impression you might be implying something, would you be so tender as to enlighten an old man? I would be very grateful!" Now he gave a wide grin with a wink, the tangent cut off by the entry of the entry of Johann.
"Greetings m'lord!" Ottokar exclaimed, spreading his hands wide in welcome, letting the man say his part in what he overheard of the conversation between Aurelia and the King. "Oh that would be something indeed! Oh, imagine the scenario that - by tragedy of fate of course - Korvinn would in the future have to fight his brother? Oh what a thing that would be, to see those so closely related but with such different upbringing put the sword to each other. Tell me Empress who would you support in this conflict? Perhaps you could ask our mutual friend Johann here, I'm sure he could advise you on familial troubles, no?"
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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 1:11:13 GMT -8
The Archduke was the fourth to enter, the thump of his staff announcing his arrival. Today he was dressed in a rather striking suit of white that had somehow remained immaculately clean of the dirt and dust of the road. Over the suit, he wore a black cloak with bits of silver trim embellishing it while a golden clasp securing it in place.
Taking a cursory glance around the room, Isenbardus stifled a yawn before taking his seat at the inner circle. While they were all gathered here for an important purpose, that didn’t stop the Archduke from finding the proceedings to be rather dull, doubly so as this was the first meeting. Given how many of these he had attended in his time, he was aware first hand just how drawn out the process of selecting an emperor could be.
Leaning back in his chair, he made no move to interject into the current conversation. He had a reputation for being a bit standoffish and it worked in his best interest to keep that reputation intact. While he wouldn’t shy away from a conversation, there was much to gain simply by observing and listening to the other electors.
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Johann IV of Bayern
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 34
Physical Description: Tall, athletically built, strong facial features, a shock of dark black hair that fell to his shoulders... can no longer describe the youngest son of Albrecht II. He still stands at 6'4", but a life of rich foods and copious amounts of alcohol has taken their toll, and the athletic build has become a prodigious gut. His hairline has started to recede, and the long locks has been cut to be more manageable. A scar along his left cheek from a heathen's sword has marred what few good looks he had remaining.
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Clothes and Equipment: Being of noble house enables Johann to have the richest, most fashionable, and flattering clothes. As such he is rarely under dressed for any event. In fact the opposite has often been said of him, with his personal tailors complaining quite often for the seeming lack of decorum in the care of his clothing.
As befitting a man of high stature, he has a full suit of plate armor fitted to him. His main weapon is a war hammer, though he carries a sword mostly for ceremony.
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Allegiances: The Divine Empire of Vessia and the Duchy of Bayern
Registered: Jun 20, 2019 10:24:04 GMT -8
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Post by Johann IV of Bayern on Jul 4, 2019 16:01:30 GMT -8
Johann practically jumped at the idea, though the thought of him leaving the chair in a leap would probably make the most stone faced servant turn a grin, “Indeed he shall Your Empress! A strong man to teach him how to wield the sword and you the scepter! For to truly rule one need to have both in a firm grip.”
Though his enthusiasm chilled quite noticeably when Ottokar mentioned his nephews, though in a roundabout way. Those kids, since they were sons of the ram it was at least fitting, quite possibly were the most annoying people in the entirety of the Empire. Save certain Witch Hunters who forgot their station of course.
“Indeed your highness,” his voice lowered, taking on almost a menacing tone if one didn’t know him. If one did, which precious few could claim to, they would note this was the tone he took when he was working on a possible solution to a long vexing problem, “And aren’t those who share the same struggles the greatest of allies for each other?” He gave the Empress a quick look, his small eyes alert and seeming to take on a new air.
The bellow returned when he finally noticed the fourth member join them, “And young Duke Isenbardus,” never mind the fact that the Archduke was only a few years younger than himself, “A strong silent man for a strong silent realm. If there is an Emperor in waiting among us, I assume it can be only he.”
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Pythius
Established
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 4, 2019 18:04:12 GMT -8
Hearing the conversations of various rulers of the region Pythius couldn’t help but come back to a sensation that he experienced in the garden yesterday. He felt a little disgusted but it wasn’t his first day at the job. He leaned on his cane and walked inside the room slowly, with a brief smile on his face, and rather unexpressive eyes. He looked over the present people in the room, “Empress Aurelia”, he bowed, his gaze dragging over the other guests, “ King Ottokar, Archduke Isenbardus, Duke Johann”, he bowed slightly less after every name, “Welcome to the Imperial Palace, if you have anything of food and drink just notify me”, after he limps over to Aurelia and whispers to her hear as hushly as he can, “he talked to majority of state corporations including Inquisition and Witch Hunters, and Risskomissars, shortly before coming here”. He raised his old, wrinkled face and smiled again, “Courtly matters. Have a fruitful discussion, and if anything is needed I will be right outside the door.”, he spoke with a voice of casual formality, and did not seem to speak or provide attention to any single guest in particular, except talking with Aurelia of course. He then bowed again and limped outside of the door, leaning on his ivory cane, as pathetic as he seemed in his physical frailness.
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Empress Aurelia Rexus
Established
Empress-Consort of the late Emperor Alexander of Vessia
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 23 years old
Physical Description: Lush, beautiful, with pale golden hair and enchanting silver-blue eyes, Aurelia was made to tempt men into sin. She has used her beauty as a weapon in the past to secure increasingly important marriages, and will continue to do so until her dying breath.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aurelia dresses in beautiful clothing and jewels that accent her figure WITHOUT appearing too promiscuous. She keeps a dagger hidden on her person, and it is rumored that one of her rings contains poison.
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Allegiances: Herself & her children, first and foremost; the Rise of Vessia
Registered: Jun 17, 2019 10:29:30 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Aurelia Rexus on Jul 8, 2019 14:46:15 GMT -8
Aurelia did not answer King Ottokar, for others entered and others engaged him instead. It was, perhaps, for the better. She'd almost fallen into a trap, one made too easy by the mention of her children. If Aurelia was nothing else, she was a lioness when it came to her golden-haired cubs.
Her pale blue eyes struck against Johann's as he mentioned allies, and a small smile touched her lips as she nodded her head respectfully to him. It would not do to flirt as she had once with Alexander or Isenbardus. Her husband's funeral had not even been had, and they were about the business of finding a new emperor...
... could the next emperor be Isenbardus himself? Aurelia's gaze drifted over him -- he looked aloof and untouchable, quiet and reserved to himself and unwilling to play into the pre-banter. Pythius entered, and gained Aurelia's attention as she slightly leaned in his direction, the beautiful young empress ever so gracefully bowing her head to hear his message.
She didn't glance at the man she was receiving a report on, but she did nod. "Thank you, Pythius," she said quietly to him, then turned her attention to the room.
"Your majesties and graces," Aurelia said, barely in her twenties yet already married twice to great rulers; one who died of old age, the other of questionable circumstances. "My husband, Emperor Alexander, is dead. I question how it has come to pass, but that answer must wait -- the realm needs a man of high regard and certain strength to lead it, otherwise I fear we may all fall to bickering. Electors, we must vote and soon -- who shall be our next Sovereign?"
She posed the question to those who had finally come in amidst the conversation, filling the room, and waited for someone to answer first and begin the long, long night.
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Vahlent von Rexus
New
Palatine
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 21
Physical Description: Of moderate height and build, Vahlent in many ways looks like the idealized Vessian lad with the neat blond hair and eyes somewhere between grey and blue.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually ceremonial plate, much akin to a downscaled version of his late uncle's attire.
Registered: Jul 8, 2019 15:42:10 GMT -8
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Post by Vahlent von Rexus on Jul 8, 2019 16:37:17 GMT -8
Next to enter the room was the representative of the Rexus family for the moment, Vahlent von Rexus. His gait was slow and reserved as though the fellow was preoccupied with something in his head and didn't want to rush himself lest in his deep thought he trip on something. In the doorframe he stopped with his eyes first to his feet and then rising go go over the assembled company, stopping at the Empress. He opened his mouth momentarily as if to say something, but after holding it like that for a moment or two he shut it and walked over to his seat, one hand left on the table and the other holding his head up by his brow.
"The Witch Hunters, Mages, Clergy, Inquisitors and Dark Clerks won't be joining us." He said quite simply, all tact and intrigue be damned. "The Bergland Elector may or may not, depending if his legs can carry him today." Vahlent continued, finger tracing circles on the table. "Yes, and one more thing. I hereby declare my bid for Emperor of All-Vessia." He had said his piece for now and was content to henceforth keep quiet.
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King Ottokar II
Established
Roleplay posts: 13
Age: 51
Physical Description: Otto is an aged man with a gradient of white to black from the top of his head to the end of his beard respectively. He is 187cm tall but a broad build is truly what makes his presence regal. His hair is generally neatly trimmed to be short accomodating his age, with a thick beard to make use of the still youthful hairs there. The King's eyes are a dark, ocean blue and his skin is a light peach shade of someone who was born darker but spends most of their time inside. Age has left his skin wrinkled particularly on a stressed forehead and around the mouth, but his shapely ears and chin remain strong.
Clothes and Equipment: The King generally wears his royal vestments, a breastplate, and a fur coat and a one-and-a-half handed sword at his belt. However there will almost always be some additions or modifications to this depending on what the King is currently doing.
Registered: May 24, 2019 13:25:21 GMT -8
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Post by King Ottokar II on Jul 8, 2019 18:34:33 GMT -8
Otto nodded to the entering Archduke, giving the man the good old examination. He watched him perhaps a little more than tact would allow, the man being somewhat of a point of interest to the King. But he'd have to give him a look later, for now he went back to his more urgent entertainment.
He listened to what Johann had to say, and between the expressions he showed to his words, Otto wasn't wholly sure he read the man properly. But no matter, he'd figure it out later. Insofar as he could see, Johann was almost a spitting image of his younger self, and there was something useful in that. The King held his silence for now, raising an eyebrow as Aurelia's servant came in, giving her a message. It obviously wasn't just the fellow informing his master that her bed was made or a new dairy maid hired, but beyond that he could only guess what was said. He was about to speak up to Aurelia's question when the Rexus boy entered, to whom he raised his other eyebrow.
"You little shit." Ottokar thought, knowing he had informed the lad of the non-attendance of several figures in confidence. The Egyszer really wondered why he ever gave into his kinder side in an environment as vile as the Vessian Empire. Between the blonde serpent in a dress and the blond oversized child he should have long since stopped expecting any sort of decency in this country. But the boy's proclamation at the end gave him quite the shock. Still, his reply to all candidates for Emperor would be the same. "Well, your Highness, first and foremost before I can promise you my vote I would need a formal promise that the rights and privileges of the Egyszer minority are enforced with the full apparatus of the Imperial state."
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Johann IV of Bayern
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 34
Physical Description: Tall, athletically built, strong facial features, a shock of dark black hair that fell to his shoulders... can no longer describe the youngest son of Albrecht II. He still stands at 6'4", but a life of rich foods and copious amounts of alcohol has taken their toll, and the athletic build has become a prodigious gut. His hairline has started to recede, and the long locks has been cut to be more manageable. A scar along his left cheek from a heathen's sword has marred what few good looks he had remaining.
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Clothes and Equipment: Being of noble house enables Johann to have the richest, most fashionable, and flattering clothes. As such he is rarely under dressed for any event. In fact the opposite has often been said of him, with his personal tailors complaining quite often for the seeming lack of decorum in the care of his clothing.
As befitting a man of high stature, he has a full suit of plate armor fitted to him. His main weapon is a war hammer, though he carries a sword mostly for ceremony.
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Allegiances: The Divine Empire of Vessia and the Duchy of Bayern
Registered: Jun 20, 2019 10:24:04 GMT -8
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Post by Johann IV of Bayern on Jul 9, 2019 14:37:28 GMT -8
Johann focused on his cup of wine and Lady Aurelia as her servant leaned in. Perhaps the butler had too much presumption in calling him just Duke and not bowing to his betters, but he wasn't his servant to discipline. There was very little tact in his staring, though it was rare that he could be accused of having tact, but it was not a mean glower that was focused on her, merely cogs working together.
He nearly started when von Rexus declared his intention of becoming Emperor. That welp!? He had barely any lands to lay claim to, who in the hell did he think he was to stand for the greatest seat in the land.
Ignoring the irony, Johann stoop up himself, and declared in a loud and booming voice, "All shall have their rights and authorities respected in the Empire if I were to be declared Emperor. As such I put forth my nomination to the throne." He gave King Ottakar a quick glance upon taking his seat again, letting him know that his first statement was meant for him.
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Empress Aurelia Rexus
Established
Empress-Consort of the late Emperor Alexander of Vessia
Roleplay posts: 14
Age: 23 years old
Physical Description: Lush, beautiful, with pale golden hair and enchanting silver-blue eyes, Aurelia was made to tempt men into sin. She has used her beauty as a weapon in the past to secure increasingly important marriages, and will continue to do so until her dying breath.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aurelia dresses in beautiful clothing and jewels that accent her figure WITHOUT appearing too promiscuous. She keeps a dagger hidden on her person, and it is rumored that one of her rings contains poison.
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Allegiances: Herself & her children, first and foremost; the Rise of Vessia
Registered: Jun 17, 2019 10:29:30 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Aurelia Rexus on Jul 9, 2019 19:42:09 GMT -8
She was expecting that there would be a sudden uproar of Electors wanting to place their bid. After all, most first meetings went this way, with everyone wanting to vote for themselves.
Aurelia, of course, would be stupid to put her own name forward as a woman could never run an empire but.... Everyone within the room was aware that she controlled two electoral votes as long as she controlled her children; Prince Korvinn of House Rexus, and the Grand Duke of Renovia for which she was, officially, the sitting regent.
What she was not expecting was the golden-haired young Rexus to enter the room, boldly state who would not be attending, and then putting his bid in.
Was he insane? Vessia just had a young, golden emperor and they'd killed him -- even from the same house. What was the likelihood that the Electors would make that mistake again? Then, of course, the Boar put his nomination forward with pointed looks toward King Ottokar. And still.... Isenbardus' was quiet where he sat.
For all the thoughts whipping through her mind, Aurelia's beautiful face was composed where she sat, drinking nothing, eating nothing, but jotting notes on the paper she'd provided at every seat. She would have to be careful on how she spoke... One man was her relative, even if her relationship with House Rexus was obviously strained.
"I assume every king and Grand Duke would like to know that his position as sovereign of his nation would not be in jeopardy," Aurelia said. "Indeed, such a clause is already written into the law of the land, as is the law that an Emperor must be chosen by the heads of states and other worthy electors. I find your bid bold, Lord Rexus."
That's all. Simply... Bold, and opening for conversation.
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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 20:03:51 GMT -8
“I don’t have the disposition for such a position, but thank you for your gracious words, Lord Johann.” The Archduke offered the man a slight smile, although the smile didn’t reach his eyes, his gaze cold as ever.
The Archduke simply listened in silence as the others spoke on. It would be a grave mistake to assume just because he had the appearance of idleness about him that his mind was also idle, however. The entrance of Aurelia’s servant was a curious matter. He certainly hadn’t entered this meeting simply to notify them the food and drink was available.
The arrival of Vahlent von Rexus and his bid for Emperor was a slightly surprising development. While he wasn’t entirely opposed to having another Rexus on the throne, it wouldn’t be the Archduke’s first choice. It was also a good thing he was skilled at keeping a straight face, less he laughed in the face of Johann as the made his bid for Emperor. The man was an absolute pig and if he managed to win the bid, the Archduke might be inclined to take a rather long vacation…
Deciding he had watched in silence for long enough, the Archduke slowly rose from his chair, staff in one hand. Taking a glance around the room, his gaze settled on Aurelia, a small smile touching his lips before he spoke.
“I nominate the Grand Duke of Renovia for Emperor."
Taking another slow glance around the room, the Archduke said nothing more and lowered himself back into his seat.
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Vahlent von Rexus
New
Palatine
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 21
Physical Description: Of moderate height and build, Vahlent in many ways looks like the idealized Vessian lad with the neat blond hair and eyes somewhere between grey and blue.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually ceremonial plate, much akin to a downscaled version of his late uncle's attire.
Registered: Jul 8, 2019 15:42:10 GMT -8
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Post by Vahlent von Rexus on Jul 10, 2019 6:16:49 GMT -8
Vahlent continued his little circling motion with the finger as he listened to Johann declare himself, to which he wasn't entirely surprise. "A great little gesture indeed, Lord Johann but though my uncle had a very large amount of failings his relations with minority peoples was well founded. I was far younger then but even I remember the drain on the Imperial treasury Emperor Wladimir's construction of schools based in the languages of all the little ethnicities."
His head turned to Aurelia as she remarked on his boldness and he gave a light chuckle. If only you damn well knew. "Yes, Empress, I thank you for cherishing the memory of Alexei and I agree it is bold. But, boldness is something an Emperor needs would you not agree?" He queried, before turning to the company at large. "Alexander was not of course wholly representative of our House, he was in many ways contrary to what we desired and thus I can reliably promise to do what all here appreciated once more, whilst getting rid of his failings. I'm sure some here would find that endearing in an Emperor." he stated, looking to Isenbardus with a hint. But just as he did so the Archduke rose, with his own proposition. He smiled ever so slightly, looking to the Empress as Isenbardus finished. "Curious, and in its own way understandable. But I wonder if he would even take the position?" The statement was fairly pointed, in particular to the boy's mother.
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