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 Feb 1, 2020 11:12:33 GMT -8
She gave an unsurprised giggle at being swept away, not protesting a bit. Her arms went around him as they disappeared into the back room where they would spend the next bit of time.
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Cerri was half asleep by the time the sound of cavalry, something she was now familiar with after being with him for as long as she had. Had she been right to worry? She sat up at the sound and nodded when he told her to stay put. When he left, she pulled her clothing back on and only left the room because her children couldn’t just be left alone while things were going on that could be bad.
Terra was crying, as was Hansel. She scooped the baby up and then held her hand out to the girl, “Come… come with mama.” Terra willingly ran over to Cerri and Cerri took the girl’s hand and took them to the back. There wasn’t much else they could do but wait while she soothed the children.
So far, it didn’t sound like any violence was happening, but that could change at any moment, and she would go into full mama bear mode if she had to. She wrapped her free arm around the girl and began to sing softly to the two children, rocking left and right in a soothing motion.
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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 Feb 2, 2020 5:14:35 GMT -8
Fortunately for the Noble and his men, Cerri would not need to enter mama-bear mode. The former Brother weighed his options for what seemed like an eternity; he felt as if the fate of his family was held in the balance; it was a heavy burden. It was apparent that if the men wanted him dead or captured they would have had no trouble overpowering him, seeing as he was outnumbered. It was that piece of knowledge alone that prompted Adrian to trust the Noble.
"I... I must talk with my wife," he said. The Noble grinned and nodded. Adrian slowly turned and re-entered the household. "Cerri? Cerri, I think it's okay," he called for her. He followed the whimpering and sobbing of his children and when he found her he embraced the trio.
"Cerri, my love," he began, "there are men here who wish to take us back to Heschburg - my home!" There was joy in Adrian's voice, and his wife might deduce that he was eager to return to his rightful home. But the smile turned to a frown. He drew back so he could examine Cerri's face. "This is a risky opportunity, my love, but an opportunity nonetheless. And I shall refuse the offer if you wish me to."
Adrian waited for his wife to respond. While he remained skeptical, he was also eager, and was in favor of returning to Heschburg. But he would listen to his wife's counsel and make his decision based on what she wanted.
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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 Feb 2, 2020 7:25:39 GMT -8
She sagged with relief when she heard his voice calling for her, and would have gotten up but he was soon there to embrace his small family. She leaned into him as she listened to what he had to say. There were mixed emotions for her as she considered his words… They could leave without fear of being killed? The danger had passed? Oh, but she loved the little cottage and the work they had done to make it a home. Yet neither of them were peasants, they were both noble and they both had duties.
“Will we be able to come back here when we wish?” she asked softly. “I think we should go home, it is our duty to do so. We owe it to our people to take our rightful place. You especially.” And that was the truth of the matter. Terra transferred her arms from around her mother to around her father and clung to him, no longer whining. “Let’s tell them we will go home,” she said softly.
She was aware that this wasn’t all that simple and could not be completely safe. There were things to worry about, and yes, she did remember that witch hunter, Helmut, and how he had reacted to her relationship with Adrian. “Everything will be alright as long as we are together, yes?” she whispered to her beloved husband and rested her forehead against his for a moment. She could not, however, be responsible for taking away that light in his eyes by denying his home.
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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 Feb 4, 2020 14:45:12 GMT -8
Adrian sheathed his sword so he could take Terra into his arms. The sheath had a strap on it so he could sling it around his shoulder. "Yes, my love," Adrian assured, "as long we stick together everything will be alright."
Cerri was right to worry. The Emperor had been killed, and unity was tenuous at best. The possibility of secession and civil war was not a foregone conclusion. Should Adrian and Cerridwyn take this opportunity they could very well get dragged into that conflict. But the former Brother was already making his mind up: he would remain neutral at any cost, if for nothing else then for the sake of his family.
Adrian exited the cottage and appeared before the Noble who was tensely awaiting his return. "We accept your offer," he told the man.
The Noble and his men were visibly relieved, as if some great burden had been lifted from their shoulders. "Wonderful news!" the man proclaimed. "To be honest, we would not have taken no for an answer," he seemed to threaten. "There are conditions."
Adrian rolled his eyes and sighed, "of course there are."
"You will govern the city of Heschburg and its countryside, and your reach shall not extend beyond its borders. To that end, Heschburg's place in the Reichstag has been revoked. You will never again participate in Imperial politics as per your crimes. You are also expected to show absolute loyalty to the Empire and her wishes, no matter the costs. When she calls, you shall answer" It was clear the Noble was referring to the potential outbreak of civil war. "Oh, and your wife... Cerridwyn Rouviere... should contact her father once you are settled in." The Noble smiled cunningly, then started to turn his horse. "Gather whatever filthy belongings you have here and make for your city. Imperial envoys will meet you there. Good luck, Count Adrian von Heschburg."
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