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Dramatis Personae

Postby Gesar » 00:22:19 Friday, 10 April, 2015

So, this is how it's going to work. With the help of Huojin and what I know of your own plans and ideas, I've jotted down a couple paragraphs for each of you on your faction. My hope with this is that we can have a world outlined that everybody's into playing and still give you guys freedom to be the kind of character you want to be, so the plan from here on out is for you guys to fill in the blanks with what I've provided in this thread and others. I'm not particularly concerned about how you want to format your backgrounds, but if you'd like to fill one out and flesh out your character and faction a bit, that would be rad.

As always, feel free to hit me up on IRC or Facebook (in fact I encourage it) to discuss details and get facts sorted out. Without further ado:

Factions wrote:Royal House Tremayne

For the past century and a half, the Tremaynes have been the ruling royal house in Saenwyn, though their history stretches back far further. Approximately four hundred years ago, the Elven Sharifate still ruled over much of the land, including a great swathe of what is now Saenwyn. However the zenith of their empire had been reached, and they were now in their decline. The Duchy of Saen, ruled by House Laeneirn - a predominantly An Saennan line - consisted of parts of the Claw, Nolvagne, and the Crownlands. It was here that House Tremayne had its beginnings, as landed knights. Sir Bale of Tremayne marks himself a general of great worth, both in fighting off Alsheraadi incursions and then, having agreed with his Duke, in conquering lands. By around 450 AE, with the Elves falling back on multiple fronts, the Patriarch agrees to anoint House Laeneirn as Kings of Saenwyn - a territory encompassing Tailledun in the east all the way to Oscella and parts of Voslavja in the west.

The ensuing years were filled with fighting and warring against neighbouring countries, with House Tremayne having been well rewarded with rich lands and a ducal title for their military service. Yet by 660 AE, the Kingdom was facing a succession crisis. The King was without male issue, and was too weak to maintain control over his lords. When the King died, the succession was expected to fall to House Tremayne - the King’s daughter having been married into House Tremayne, birthing the present Duke Estien. However when the King’s cousin Seumas moved to claim the throne, a brief war ensued. Lasting only a few years, Duke Estien proved the martial worth of his house and established House Tremayne as a continuation of the Laeneirn line, aided by taking a bride from within that house.

From this point on, the Tremaynes ruled Saenwyn. Though Estien’s son faced initial rebellions, his firm grasp allowed him to engage in external wars for much of his reign, continuing the traditions of fighting against Kharkhedon and Ividal to the south. The next King was less able to maintain the lands his predecessors had lost, losing much of the Marcher lands (and subsequently surrendering use of the title “King of the Marches”), as well as granting self-governance to Oscella. What followed was the rise of his son, Carlon - at first a charismatic military ruler in the mould of his predecessors, his youthful victories in wars against Kharkhedon and Ividal gave him the security to turn inwards, instead devoting his time to extravagance and excess, which would of course, lead to its own problems…

Nonetheless, the House Tremayne has been restored. It’s current head is King Corentin, who is newly married to Queen Marcia, an Ividalan Princess. Also within his household are his brother, Prince Ettien, far more martially inclined than his kingly brother; the King’s Chancellor, Cillian Odile, and his wife, the Mistress Lucrezia; and Commander of the Sovereign’s Doorward Guard, a grizzled Clawborne warrior named Fael of Mhaerer. Others found in his court include Valamir Getic, an exile half-Marcher lord from Voslavja whose lands were taken by his half-brother; and the Alsheraadi ambassador, the Mu'aminin Il-Jabrin.

House Tremayne of Wynriver

Ruling over the Duchy of Lathair in the west of Saenwyn, House Tremayne of Wynriver is a cadet branch of the Royal House begun by Prince Gustave, son of King Carlon and brother to King Jowan. Though a young cadet branch in comparison to the well established Tremayne houses found scattered in the Crownlands and surrounding duchies, the Tremaynes of Wynriver are undoubtedly the most powerful, having been elevated to vassal lords of Lathair as a gift by King Jowan to his brother Gustave for his valiant efforts during the war. The Tremaynes of Wynriver also draw on the storied background of the Royal House itself, with a history stretching back into the past of the Kingdom.

Having first ruled as Prince Regent of Saenwyn, Prince Gustave brought a firm justice to Lathair too - the former nest of the House of Adair, who were part of the Pretender’s Strife - and has cultivated a reputation for being a fair, if strict, liege lord, as well as a lauded general for his actions during the war.

Ruling as head of the cadet house, Prince Gustave is joined in Wynriver by his son Markus, in his late twenties; and daughter Isobel, a young teen. Prince Gustave himself is a widower, his wife having died some years ago. Other notables include Sir Finian Darragh, Knight-Captain of the Prince's Outriders and the landless son of a traitor, and Marcian Strongarm, a renowned Marcher blacksmith famed for making hundreds of arms and armour for the Outriders of the Prince during the war.

House Louarn

It is entirely fitting that the sigil of House Louarn is the phoenix, for they've proven time and time again that defeat is no setback for the old family. Descended from the Morydian High Kings of old, with the blood of Heartlander royalty and Marcher Lords, House Louarn can scarcely remember the days in which they didn't hold power over Moryd. And perhaps, most Morydians claim, rightfully so. Though they've suffered through war, calamity, and strife over the long centuries, the Louarns have bent without breaking.

Having first knelt to House Laeneirn during the Conquests of King Gidion (in which they gained the honorary title of 'Margrave of the West' before losing it to Prince Gustave Tremayne following the Restoration War), the Louarns earned a reputation as 'the rock of the realm' for their role in defending Saenwyn against ambitious Marchers and the tribes of the north and west. Though they were never truly rewarded for this role and the toll it took on the House, the security it provided allowed the merchants of Moryd to flourish. Thus, the scions of Louarn have enjoyed a friendship with the moneyed classes that few outside of Massalia can claim to know.

This friendship extended naturally into conflict with the rise of House Tremayne. Though initially quite friendly with each other (indeed, both houses married into each other several times), the royal family and the Margraves of the West first fell out when King Estien II, called Lackwill, lost control over much of the Marches that owed Moryd fealty. This, in turn, impacted trade, forcing the Louarns and Tremaynes alike to establish relations with the newly-formed State of Voslavja to maintain a competitive advantage. Of course, even that bare minimum of cooperation was becoming a rarity, and when the throne fell to Fergus Louarn's long-time rival, King Carlon, the animosity reached a breaking point.

These days, the Duchy of Moryd is ruled by the thirty-one year old Tristan Louarn, heir to most of his executed father's lands save Pennsbridge Keep. Other members of House Louarn include his widowed sister, Ofelie and his mother, the Lady Dowager Gwendolynne Adair; as well as his wife Katarin and their two sons, Fergus and Hugon. Other notable figures also taking residence under the blackstone walls of Melrose include: Istvan Heirmann, an Oscellan mercenary captain; a Senevni mystic by the name of Stoymen; and several storied personages pardoned by King Jowan after the Restoration War.

House Dain

Though the jest among the less-scrupulous in Gerand's Keep and Massalia is to boast of one's own patriotism by their willingness to "fight for the realm, to the last Dain”, the Dukes of Cambaern have often taken the joke as truth. Since their ascension to the paramount lordship of the nation's breadbasket, House Dain has gained a reputation for being stalwart royalists and honorable lieges. Whether this has changed with the death of Carlon Dain not two years past is anybody's guess, for his bastard brother Verin has begun circling the citadel of Dainhall like a vulture whilst Carlon's daughter has begun to suggest that perhaps a woman would be a more suitable ruler than young lord Arrick. At the center of it all stands the Lord Regent, Carlon's brother Gidion, a decorated tourney knight and soldier with little in the way of popularity and even less in the way of a taste for intrigue.

And intrigue, despite the reputation of their current liege-lords, is something the people of Saenwyn's most populous duchy know well. Home first to the An Saennan and then the Burgones, with a constant influx of Marchers and the Gold-blooded as well as Ividalans, the diverse lot of lords and ladies that reign over the fields and hamlets of Cambaern are as shifting in allegiance as they are in identity. Before the ascension of House Dain, the region was home to dozens of feuding counts and barons who owed only nominal fealty to House Nantesse, only for the region to collapse in a crisis of overlapping loyalties and divided houses. Assisted by Baron Arnulf Dain, the Crown only barely succeeded in restoring order and preventing a large-scale famine, and duly elevated the family to control of the Duchy out of gratitude. Now, a century later, some have begun to wonder if history is about to repeat itself...

Gidion Dain has never married and has no acknowledged children. He is joined by Carlon's widow, the Lady Leila, and the eight year-old Duke of Cambaern, Arrick. Important members of his retinue at Dainhall include Sir Sytos the Black, his veteran Captain of the Guards and a court personality at Gerand's Keep in his own right; Hareld of Hornbow, a popular minstrel and renowned archer; Sister Serra and her charges, women of the Pantheon; and several men-at-arms, freeriders, and squires attracted to Gidion's skill at arms and seeking glory.

House Guefet

House Guefet of Massalia is both one of the least and most remarkable noble families in Saenwyn. There are no fabled legends of the house's progenitors, nor do the history books speak overmuch of heroic scions of the line. No, the Guefets have no lofty heights on which to rest their laurels- but if their slow, steady rise from servitude to the petty Kharkhedonian vassal-kings to the wealthiest duchy in the realm is any indicator, that's never been something that's bothered them.

The family first came to prominence in the Massalian Rebellion of 480 AE, well-known among sympathetic 'Gold-blooded' Saenwyne in the region for their role in deposing the Kharkhedonian puppet government. Nearly two centuries later, their ancestral mines depleted, they came to inherit the duchy through constant marriage diplomacy. Since then, they've established their hold on Massalia by cultivating trade connections both inside Saenwyn and throughout the southern half of the continent, particularly with Kharkhedon, Ividal, and occasionally the Alsheraadi.

The current head of House Guefet is Lady Jehan-Prospere, at present a widow. She has one surviving sister, at present married to the Lord Mayor of Gerand's Keep, Master Cadell Shornhal, and two children, Winoc and Maelle. Prominent members of her court include the Captain of the Stradiot mercenary company and her seneschal, an escaped Alsheraadi slave of Ividalan birth calling himself Miha'el of the Tar-sands. Also of note is the continued presence of a small Kharkhedonian embassy, putting House Guefet on nearly equal footing with House Tremayne when it comes to the mercantile republic.

House Redlance

The oldest major house in Saenwyn, House Redlance has a storied history beginning with the fall of the An Saenann. With the migration of the Burgones into the heartlands of what would later become the realm, what was then Clan Redlance began a vigorous campaign to unite the disparate petty kings and clans of Gleann Ruaidh in defense of their homeland. While ultimately successfully in this aim, the Burgone onslaught continued for decades, chased out of their homeland by the ascending Alsheraadi Emire. The Redlances, caught between two worlds, played the game as they always would: cautiously, with a careful evaluation of the odds before striking with full force in favor of whatever side they had chosen.

When the first King Jowan completed his own campaign of conquest, uniting the Saenwyne from Tailledun to what's now the southern Voslavjan Marches, the King of Gleann Ruaidh took one of those chances. While opposition to the First King was always prominent, only Redlance had the power to forge a resistance movement to Jowan, and -much to the surprise of everybody- chose not to, instead marrying into the royal house. This set a pattern that, in these troubled days, the Dukes of Nolvagne follow to the letter. Still tied to their old, dying world as much as they are to the modern realm, Redlance has turned inward, focusing more on scholastic pursuits and maintaining the peace among their fractious houses and clans than on the affairs of the realm.

House Redlance is currently led by Lord Douglass, married to Lady Sioshan Fastwind. They have three children, including Lord Douglass' son and heir, Malcan. Lord Douglass has two sisters and a brother, all married, and prominent members of his court include Sir Viktor of Pilgrim's Pass, a hero of that battle, and Brother Renault, a renowned scholar and lay brother of the Pantheon.

House Kern

The rise of House Kern follows a similar course to that of fellow Heartlanders, House Tremayne. Beginning as knights in the service of House Tremayne in the days of the Duchy of Saen, as lands to the east were conquered, they benefitted greatly alongside their former lieges, rising to similar heights and fortunes. When the civil war for control of Saenwyn broke out, House Kern sided with Duke Estien, and was richly rewarded with ownership of the prosperous mines.

For much of their history, the Kerns have maintained close relations with the Crown, though they were most shaken during the reign of King Carlon, who ignored the counsel of Lord Vicent which led, in the eyes of many, to the Pretender’s Strife in the first place, and then was forced to listen by Vicent’s son Jace, when he issued his famous ultimatum. Carlon’s later years are also blamed for the loss of Cadoc’s Isle to Kharkhedon without sufficient resistance. However as Jace served valiantly in the war, and then soundly as Lord Regent, and the present King grew up in the company of his sons, the once-soured ties between Crown and Kern are apparently recovered.

Led by Lord Jace Kern, Duke of Tailledun, his heir is now his second son, Lord Tylar of Southmarch, after the murder of his eldest son and firstborn, Guyon. Other prominent family members include Lord Jace's wife and her brother Sir Cyril Guefet, both cousins of Lady Jehan-Prospere. Lord Jace has two daughters, a woman of twenty and a girl of fourteen. Also to be found in Dunnisban are Sir Rory of Dryndin, a knight-errant from deep within the mountains; Mikos the Eunuch, a former Kharkhedonian nobleman captured by Maryaenae raiders and freed by House Kern’s fleet after a battle; and Liamm Cathail, his steward.

House Kern of Southmarch

Southmarch, the southernmost province of Saenwyn, is ruled as a marcher fief, with its count appointed by the King at the death or surrender of each count-appointee. The present Count of Southmarch is Lord Tylar Kern, Lord Commander of the Royal Army and heir to the Duchy of Tailledun. A childhood friend of King Corentin and an accomplished soldier and commander, Lord Tylar is only the second appointee to the position, with Southmarch having been split off from the Duchy of Lathair after the end of the war, and his predecessor, one of King Jowan’s loyal generals, passing away of old age soon after Corentin’s succession to the throne.

From his lofty roost in Southmarch Castle, Lord Tylar is joined by a handful of notable characters, including Nicolae of Tanzi, a Ividalan merchant travelling north; Vance the Old, an academic studying the history of magicks and their demise; and Olivara Agustin, one of the Grey Priests of Ividal.

League of the City of Glass

The whims and ways of the merchant guilds follow a different path to those of noble houses, though they are often extensively intertwined. For none is this more true than the League of the City of Glass - a trading guild that has been around hundreds of years, and was involved on both sides of almost every conflict in the western Marches, from the conquests of King Gidion to the losses of Estien Lackwill. They also had the dubious honor of being one of the main trading guilds to back the Confederation during the civil war, channeling the mineral and material wealth of the region into the war effort. Yet throughout all of the political turmoil, the League has retained its position and its property (short a few temporary set backs when backing the wrong horse). Its influence is extensive in Moryd - where the Lord Mayor of the City of Glass is widely viewed as an appointee of the League - and stretches as far Gerand’s Keep, though its influence elsewhere in the realm is held in check by the competing merchant guilds.
 
The League is currently headed by Kinnet Deleir, the twenty-seven year old heir to one of the largest caravaner families in Saewyn. A highly contested decision for a body whose leadership had remained unchanged since before the war, his younger energy and guile won out over more of the same; not that there seems to be a push back against his ascendance - there’s a saying in the League, “the riskier the road, the greater the profit”, and the young Deleir is known for his daring. He is joined in his offices by his father Mennet Deleir, as well as his elder sister Yirra, still unmarried at 28; Arnulf Grinne, an Oscellan banker with a taste for the peculiar; and Sir Edwyn Dain, a distant cousin of Lord Arrick, an occasional enforcer and often-times caravan guard captain.

The Ashen Lords

Born out of the Third Ividalan War, where for thirty years, a shifting alliance of the forces led by the Holy Throne battled the heretical followers of the Line of Vidal and their own allies, the Ashen Lords have carved their way into the pages of history with sword and spear. While not the largest (or for that matter, the wealthiest or most well-regarded) of the sellsword bands on the continent, the company has long held a reputation for ferocity and discipline, evidenced by their famous warcry “Their blood or ours”. Indeed, this motto has been their guiding principle since their crucial role in Ividal's war to protect their independence, and has served to reinforce the rogues and outcasts of the battalion and strike fear in the hearts of their many enemies- who have included at various points the Alsheraadi, the Forlorn Hope of the Ividalans, the Kharkhedonians, and half a dozen Voslavjan Marchers.

The Ashen Lords have been commanded for the past seventeen years by Sir Tomas Breakshield, who rose to prominence by leading his band of mercenaries to fight on both sides of the Saenwyne civil war, eventually turning his cloak at the Battle of Pilgrim's Pass and engaging the Confederation's heavy cavalry long enough for the vanguard of Jace Kern to attack Fergus from behind. His lieutenants include such colorful figures as Griaje Radu, an exiled Tigranan nobleman widely considered one of the best horsemen in the company (no small feat, considering the reputation of the Ashen Lords as horsemen par excellence); a scarred elf calling herself the 'Jackal Queen', leader of Sir Tomas' scouts and his principal adviser; 'Lord' Belkin Tremayne, a claimed descendant of one of Estien Lackwill's bastards as famed for his good looks as he is for his skill with an axe; and lastly, Magon of Iliudan, a formerly wealthy merchant turned friend of Sir Tomas (and father of the Captain's mistress).

Circle of the Forsaken

While Royalist scholars will undoubtedly point to several key events – particularly Lord Jace's reinforcement of the Cambaernian loyalists at Hornbow and Douglass Redlance's decision to let King Jowan pass through the Claws – as the turning points of the civil war, an oft-forgotten fact is that infighting nearly destroyed the Confederation before it truly began. For while Lord Adair sought to restore the monarchy with a document binding its powers to the will of the nobility and Fergus Louarn, never officially disavowed the Tremaynes (indeed, it is said he ordered the execution with Carlon Surefoot with great reluctance), a small but vocal segment of the rebellion leaned towards a new form of government, modeled on Kharkhedon and with rights guaranteed to the burghers and freeholders, where the chance of another Carlon was virtually non-existent.

And it was these “republicans” that nearly shattered the tenuous Confederation, their increasingly-exorbitant demands prompting the Louarns to expel them from their ranks. It was this motley collection of dispossessed burghers and angry smallfolk that were forsaken by the Pretender, and soon collapsed into a dozen bands of diehard rebels and up-jumped bandits.

But only one group has thus far managed to survive the harsh justice of the Blood Royal, the tenacity of Jace the Iron, and the wiles of Corentin and his meritocratic court. This Circle, called so for the connotations of equality, has survived in the Lathain mountains through a mixture of banditry and sympathy towards the fallen Lord Adair. It is said that the paramount among their number is a hooded figure by the name of Red Saloman, and he counts among his lieutenants the Lathain knight Sir Brevard, an Adair loyalist, a fallen deacon skilled with a mace by the name of Brother Maurite, and a particularly vicious young woman by the name of Brianne Horse-Hunter, a new recruit who claims to be seeking vengeance for her merchant father's death at the hands of a Tremayne bannerman.
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Re: Dramatis Personae

Postby Huojin » 02:21:16 Friday, 10 April, 2015

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Corentin of House Tremayne
King of Saenwyn, Lord Protector of the Crownlands, Count of Gerand's Keep, Defender of the Realm, etc.


Born in the midst of war, Corentin was the son his father had long waited for, having taken a previous wife who failed to produce a single heir. Born towards the end of the year 816 AE, the prince came not long after the execution of his grandfather, King Carlon, at the height of Confederation power. Some in the Royalist camp would call his birth a good omen - a sign of the continuation of the Tremayne line in the face of what seemed like disaster.

Secreted away in the safety of Tailledun for safekeeping during the fighting, the babe Corentin was raised largely in the household of Lord Jace Kern, in particular alongside his sons Guyon and Tylar, who would grow to become like Corentin’s own brothers. Corentin’s mother would die when he was three, giving birth to his actual brother Ettien. Corentin spent the first seven years of his life growing up amongst the mountains of Tailledun, learning the being educated and trained in everything from arithmetic to horsemanship.

In 823 AE, the Pretender’s Strife ended with victory for the Royalists, and Corentin went to the home he should have known but had never seen - Gerand’s Keep, the Royal Capital. There the young prince was exposed to the other elements of upbringing a future king should know - all while his father battled to hold the realm together, heal its wounds, and provide stable governance. Corentin hardly knew his father, when two years later he died of stress. Now Boy King and an orphan at nine, he was placed into the care of his uncle and regent, Prince Gustave. His life took on a stricter aspect at this - filled with relentless study and drilling with arms, though this soon gave way when Prince Gustave was replaced as regent by the man who had been more a father to Corentin than his own - Lord Jace Kern. Bringing his two sons with him to Gerand’s Keep, Corentin and Ettien were reunited with Tylar, and though Guyon was now noticeably older, he dutifully played the role of protective elder.

By the year 832, with King Corentin having come of age, the realm was far more stable than at his ascendance to the throne, yet there was still much to do. In the past three years, Corentin has shown his intentions to rule Saenwyn as a unitied Kingdom - largely forgiving and making peace over past wrongs. It has been a gentle rule thus far, and with his generous and largely genial demeanour, Corentin has earned the support of many commonfolk - a King different to his father and grandfather in many ways, and taking a great deal from those who raised him (though at times the extravagance of his sires shows through). Yet even these past three years have been overseen with strong guidance by advisors and councillors - there are indications that only now, secure in his position, is the King becoming more of his own man.


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The odd one out of the grouping of Guyon, Tylar, Corentin and Ettien, in that he was the least military inclined - indeed, he was by far the poorest swordsman and horseman of the four, though one is hardly shoddy growing up alongside three of the most talented young fighters in the lands.

Corentin has had a mixed upbringing - very little of it actually done by those related to him. First raised by his own mother, that ended after her death. Then the wife of Lord Jace Kern played a major role in his early years, as did Lord Jace himself. After the war, his father re-entered his life, and though caring was primarily too busy. Then after his father’s death, the Diocese took their chance to thrust some holy texts into Corentin’s boyish hands while Prince Gustave made his way to the capital. Gustave’s own raising was much stricter and rigid, and then Lord Jace and his son Guyon were heavily involved thereafter. As a result, Corentin has had a veritable bombardment of different ways to live and behave, and has been more than a little confused by it all.

Corentin would probably be described as a gregarious type, more likely to laugh at a sly joke made at his expense than be stern faced and offended. While by no means a wimp (he'll even occasionally knock swords with his far more talented brother), he finds himself far better suited to the actual governing of a country.
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Re: Dramatis Personae

Postby Langben » 11:44:58 Friday, 10 April, 2015

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Sir Tomas Breakshield
Commander of the Ashen Lords, Champion Cavalier and Duelist, Reviled Turncoat, Entrepreneur, etc.

Few have walked as far down as many different paths as the man who would become Sir Tomas Breakshield. Press ganged into service as a pirate by the Maryaenae raiders that orphaned him, Tomas was inundated with the craft of the corsairs very early in life. Size and speed would come naturally, strength and balance from hard work at sea, but it was a keen mind that elevated him above the rabble and made him one pirate captain's prodigy. An officer of a pirate ship learns many things; how to lead men, how to barter goods, even how to engage in cutthroat diplomacy. As Tomas' usefulness quickly began to threaten his "benefactors", he learned his first lesson in betrayal when he was ambushed, jailed, and promptly sold into slavery by his own men.

In chains Tomas finally found himself amongst equals, orphans and lost souls who lacked only for the skills and experience he'd earned at sea. The early years of his adulthood were spent raising hell amongst various slaver camps and caravans, such that not long prior to the start of the Saenwyne Civil War, the name Tomas Breakshield was known as far as the elven slavemasters deep in Alsherdaa. The details are lost to rumor and tall tales, but this is likely when he accrued his diverse catalog of associates, who he would bring with him to the Ashen Lords. Although a formidable mercenary troupe, the influx of skilled and exotic talents allowed Tomas to quickly consolidate power and take command of the sell swords.

His command of the Ashen Lords is marked largely by his involvement in the Saenwyne Civil War and the Battle of Pilgrim's Pass, but Tomas is moved little by the squabbling of nobles. His purpose is to make a better life for himself and his people, and by all outward appearances he is content to continue be rewarded for his talents as a commander and a killer.
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Re: Dramatis Personae

Postby Coin » 17:46:13 Friday, 10 April, 2015

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Lord Douglass of House Redlance
Duke of Nolvagne, High Chief of the Claw, Laird of the Redtower


In a realm decimated by war, the Laird of the Redtower is one of the last ducal lords of the past generation. Born in his mother's home of Glencron in the year 776, the young Douglass was groomed from birth for the difficult task of ruling Old Nolvagne. His father, Lord Torcail, had him fostered and raised by the noble houses of Gleann Ruaidh initially, the clans as he grew to manhood, and finally he spent some time in the royal court with then-prince Corlan. His early years of adulthood saw the ever-curious Douglass travel widely, but it was during the war with Kharkedon - when his father was assassinated by Kharkedonian knives during the Siege of Greencove - that his temper was first shown to the world, with no quarter given to the town. Returning to the Redtower bloodied and now a Duke, he watched from afar as the realm slipped into dissent and civil war.

Many have guessed at Douglass' intentions throughout the civil war. Derided as "the late" by his detractors, his initially cautious policy was driven by a desire to spare Nolvagne the destruction of war, and a hope for compromise - particularly while giving his vassals the chance to raid both sides for cattle and plunder. Few could however deny that his policy was not the most realistic, nor helpful to the Royalist cause and oaths he had sworn. Yet when push came to shove, the execution of King Coran awoke that slumbering temper. Never a friend of the Loaurns, the clans and lords of Nolvagne alike began to move towards support for an intervention. After Pilgrim's Pass, he moved swiftly into Moryd, seizing the City of Glass to great plunder, and besieging Melrose. Visitors to the Redtower have, ever since, remarked upon the looted Morydian artifacts that adorn the halls with banners and treasures far older.

Years after taking the title of High Chief and Duke, having lived through four kings and the confederation, the Lord Douglass has returned his attentions to ruling Nolvagne itself. A noted and often eccentric scholarly streak has seen patronage of the church and arts, and the largest repository of ancient bardic verse in Saenwyne being founded. Sensitive to his House's honour and posterity, and wary of a generation of lords he now knows but poorly, House Redlance's historic caution remains stubbornly persistent.
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Re: Dramatis Personae

Postby Snacks » 06:32:46 Saturday, 11 April, 2015

Lady Jehan-Prospere of House Guefet

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Duchess of Massalia, Warden of Elephant's Bay

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It has been said that great fortunes and downfalls often arrive in the most unexpected guises. Few have proven this to be true in recent age as much as the Lady Guefet. Like her house itself, she has put her brand on few renowned public projects, and though schooled in matters of command and war, has overseen no grand martial victories. Her history is one of unexpected fortune seized upon, of hedged bets, and the constant rise that comes with an implacable will.

Born during the reign of King Carlon Tremayne to Duke Alain-Prospere and his wife, a half-Kharkedonian noblewoman whose marriage stirred controversy in the often treacherous politics of Massalia even before she bore two daughters with no sign of a son, Jehan was only a child when her mother was killed by an assassin’s blade. Despite pressure by some prominent noble houses for the Duke to find a new wife, young Jehan was declared her father’s heir, beginning the two-year conflict known as “Guefet’s Waltz” in which resistance to the Duke’s rule by his political rivals blossomed into a violent uprising supported by disenfranchised burghers and republicans. Though with the support of loyalists and his allies in Kharkedon, Lord Alain readily crushed the burghers’ revolt. However, lingering enmity at Massalia for the realm’s involvement in the War of Elephant’s Bay led the King and most of the Duchy’s neighbors to refuse requests for aid, and by the time Jehan was a teenager, Massalia had seen several years of Lord Alain slowly crushing the anti-Guefet remnant and distributing their assets among loyalists.

When the Pretender’s Strife began in earnest, Massalia had mostly recovered from its own conflict, but remembering that Massalia had stood alone in its time of trial as much as, if not more than, its ties to Saenwyn’s merchants, Jehan’s father quietly assumed neutrality in the conflict and turned to grooming his daughter to succeed him. Marrying her father’s trusted vassal Arthur Marrak, the Baron of Emporion, Jehan learned to survive in the court of Massalia as even the smallfolk enjoyed what was seen as nearly a decade of peace and prosperity in spite of the civil war raging without. Six years into the Pretender’s Strife, having lived to see the birth of his grandchildren, Lord Alain-Prospere died peacefully in his bed. Taking the family honor-name, an old custom of the golden-blooded Saenwyn for her own, Jehan-Prospere became the Duchess of Guefet after years of assuming more of her aging father’s duties.

Though one of the youngest among the kingdom’s higher nobility, Jehan had been given a chance to observe the situation of her peers at length. Much like her peer in the Redtower, she understood that Massalia could not remain neutral forever, not that she relished the choice: it would have been political suicide to declare for the Royalists when they seemed to be on their last legs, but just as galling was support for a rebellion filled with republicans and burghers like the one that had attempted to overthrow her family. Instead, she quietly renewed House Guefet’s relationship with the Saenwyn Guildhall and watched for an opportunity that came with the Battle of Pilgrim’s Pass. Wasting no time, the young Duchess rallied her banners and sent them to march against the Confederation under her husband as her retainers and city watch rooted out sympathizers of the Confederation at home, seizing several recently-completed ships commissioned by suspected republicans and personally seeing to it that a group of pro-Confederation conspirators attempting to flee Elephant’s Bay burned with their ship.

No victory comes without a price, however, and for Massalia that price would include the death of Lady Guefet’s husband in the Battle of Adanoer, mere months before the end of the war. By all accounts, their marriage had been a happy one, and even the normally sanguine Lady Jehan was said to be gripped by a depression that would outlive two ill-fated political marriages and the regency of Prince Gustave. When she did emerge from this depression, all thoughts of remarriage were put aside in favor of her noble duties and the raising of her children, a situation which has not yet abated (even now that the young Lord Winoc has reached majority, Lady Jehan is still said to be Dame Regent of Emporion in all but name). Though nearly two decades into her reign, the vigor of “Lady Riptide” shows few signs of ebbing, and this is to her benefit: for though in the eyes of many there is little doubt in her ability to keep her vassals in check, a firm hand will surely be needed as Saenwyn turns its eyes outward once again.

Though never considered an exceptional beauty by most, given her readily apparent Kharkedonian heritage, the Lady Guefet has been said by many to have aged rather gracefully and her looks combined with an acerbic tongue unexpected to those not familiar with her have earned her the nickname “Lady Riptide”-often uttered only after a glance over the shoulder in hopes of avoiding the Duchess’ seneschal, whose absence from her presence is of far greater note than whispers in her ear. Despite the wealth of her duchy, and the stereotypes of Massalian nobility, she notably refrains from the traditional excesses of the wealthy, being a noted lover of attracting intellectuals to her domain: a fact not lost on her children, her son and daughter both having spent a number of years being tutored by scholars from across Saenwyn and beyond, with her son having spent a few years cloistered at Massalia’s small university in lieu of a traditional fostering.

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Re: Dramatis Personae

Postby Smyg » 09:58:46 Saturday, 11 April, 2015

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Lord Gidion Dain
Lord Regent of the Duchy of Cambaern, Count of Edinnclif, Knight, Veteran of the Pretender's Strife and Other Conflicts

The second son of Marten Dain, Duke of Cambaern, resembled his great grandfather Baron Arnulf far more than he did his own father, a man with taste for little other than women and wine. First serving as a page in Gerand's Keep and later returning home to squire for his older brother, Gidion perfected his use of sword and lance not for the sake of martial cunning on its own, but to win the respect of the firstborn son Carlon. Sternly loyal to the banner of House Dain, he spoke little as a youth, winning few friends.

He won his spurs in the field, after a minor lordling with treason in his heart rose against Duke Marten, who was perceived as weak. With Carlon busy and their father off on pleasure trip in Massalia, it fell to Gidion to defend the honour of his liege and father. It was a short affair - the squire slew three rebel lord's sworn swords, foolish enough to meet him and the small group of household guards assigned to him out in the open, prompting a hasty surrender. This pattern has repeated numerous times across his life, with slight variations.

When the Pretender's Strife began, Gidion served as House Dain's foremost champion, with the new Duke Carlon organizing the forces. Fighting more out of loyalty than affection for royalist principles, he was caught outside of Dainhall when the Confederation swarmed upon the keep. Refusing to abandon his brother to fend for himself with a limited garrison, he did the unthinkable, and cut a bloody swath across enemy lines. Sword in hand and all alone in the dark of night, Sir Gidion pushed through three layers of besieging foes, killing half a dozen sellswords and two knights wearing the colours of House Louarn before scaling the walls. Catching four crossbow bolts (one too many to make for decent symbolism) in the process, to boot. To say that he received a hero's welcome from the defenders, and above all his brother, would be an understatement.

Once the tide of the war had changed, Gidion attended the crowning of King Jowan Tremayne at Dainhall, and swore his loyalty. As a reward for his services, Duke Carlon awarded him Edinnclif, the ancestral keep of House Dain. Until the Strife ended, Gidion kept on fighting the enemy, never forgiving them for threatening his kin. Since then, he has sworn loyalty to the new young King as well, and proven an able administrator of his holdings. He has never married, one of few things to put him at odds with his brother - who tragically was killed by the war long after it had ended, through an infected wound that never quite had healed, leaving behind his young son Arrick as Duke of Cambaern. Now, with Arrick presumed to be dying, and the stalwart Gidion (and far from popular, his friends easily counted on two hands) serving as Lord Regent, who can say what is to come. Only one thing is certain: Gidion's loyalty to his brother's memory and last will... or at least his own interpretation of it.

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Re: Dramatis Personae

Postby Serenissima » 22:48:07 Wednesday, 01 March, 2017

HOUSE KERN

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The coat of arms of House Kern: Parted gyronny in sanguine and azure, with a charge of (anchor-or-arrowhead pheon, depending on who you ask) in aurum.


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His Lordship Jace 'the Iron' of House Kern, Duke of Tailledun, Hero of the Realm, until recently Regent of the Kingdom of Saenwyn

Jace was born a little over fifty years ago, the eldest son of Duke Vicent Kern. Vicent had reigned over a long period of decline in the fortunes of Tailledun, not specifically through his actions, but through his general inaction to correct the problems. Preferring to delegate all aspects of the Duchy to other courtiers and councilors, Vicent instead focused his attention on doting upon his wife and children. Jace's family life was therefore stable, the importance of blood and kin hammered into him from a young age. An unusual childhood, compared to many of his noble peers, whose sires were distant figures, but even while Jace and his family enjoyed domestic harmony, the Duchy outside continued to decline, with the once-famed fleet steadily diminishing and trade incomes reducing every year. Yet Vicent did nothing to change it, for as long as the position of House Kern was secure, he cared little for the precise amount of his wealth, or the fortunes of his demesne.

Young Jace's martial skill was clear, particularly when his father, characteristically, delegated the responsibility of dealing with a slaver incursion in southern Tailledun to him in 801 AE. The young knight took command of a small portion of his father's retinues - all of those who could ride and no more - and headed south from Dunnisban, not knowing what to expect. Facing several beached ships' worth of raiders, rounding up a fishing village, with only a few dozen men, Jace was forced to act, swiftly, to save the people from enslavement. With his archers high atop a crag, heavy cavalry leading a distracting charge, and his infantrymen sneaking around during the confusion to make a devastating flank attack, the slavers were cut down, the villagers cut free, and Jace's star began to rise, with the gift of several captured galleys to add to the Duchy fleet presented triumphantly to his father.

After then, it seemed an inexorable rise. Young Jace came into his own, serving in the royal armies with distinction, and more popular within Tailledun than his stolid father. The knight was popular around the capital and the court, away from Tailledun for long periods - but this also meant, too, that he was cut off from the political efforts of his father. Jace fell in love with a beautiful young burgher woman, shortly before the civil war - and as women in love are wont to do, she became pregnant by the dashing knight. Their nuptials were planned, with the woman happy to go to Tailledun by her lover's side... until a messenger arrived, commanding Jace to return to Dunnisban, because a political marriage had been arranged for him to secure an alliance with the Duchy of Massalia. With great sadness and regret, Jace was forced to break off his plans by his father, and made arrangements for the woman - bearing the child that would be his eldest but illegitimate son, Ortaire - to be established in a house in Tailledun.

Edelène Guefet was not an unkind woman, nor a bad wife, but there was no romance between her and Sir Jace, even if both knew their duty to their houses. Four children followed, over the coming years - two sons, and two daughters - Guyon, Tylar, Rousalie and Lisabe. But Jace's attention to his new family was divided, for his martial feats were such that he was appointed as Marshal of the Realm - a sign of the strong ties between House Tremayne and House Kern. It was an unhappy position - King Carlon refusing to listen to reason, or be moderated by advice, and only his oaths of fealty keeping Sir Jace in the King's service. The arrest of so many was a foolish move, but, honour-bound, he carried out his king's commands. When war came, obedient to their oaths, House Kern sided with the Royalists, believing rebellion was not the solution to Saenwyn's troubles.

The period of the war was, in some ways, the high point of Jace's life. The years were hard, the Duchy of Tailledun falling into deep debt due to its war contributions, and the death of his father, beloved by family despite his flaws, made the time personally difficult. It was this against this backdrop that he made the fateful decision to defend the honour of his family over being (as he saw it) the only honourable or sensible man at Carlon’s side. Returning to his new Duchy, he made arrangements for further levying of the population, and further marshalling of the hilly, forested land’s finances to continue the war through tithes, ducal appointments and taxes. It was a matter of honour, chivalry, and family - he would not surrender to those who would surely seek to put one of their own on his throne.

Jace led the armies of Tailledun and moulded them into a veteran fighting force. Unbending, he never once fled from battle once it had been joined, and neither did his disciplined forces, leading to him becoming known, both admiringly and derogatorily, as ‘Jace the Iron’ after the Battle of Hornbow. It was Jace’s commanding leadership, and famous unexpected speed marches and counterattacks, that led to Dunnisban remaining unscathed by the fighting and the rebel armies never penetrating far into the Duchy - and it was this secure position that allowed Jace and the royalists to recover from their early defeats. At Pilgrim’s Pass, his forces famously marched fifty miles in a little over a day, and then fought victoriously in battle at the end of it.

By the conclusion of the war, Lord Jace’s star had risen to its zenith - his role in the victory undeniable, and his army the strongest in Saenwyn (though most were weary of war, and eager to return home now that the cause had been won). Some whispers of the time even suggested that he might well be able to set himself up as King, though there is no evidence that this ever crossed the honourable man’s mind at all. Moving from marshal to regent with Jowan’s death, Lord Jace was revealed as a just, fair, but uninspired administrator for Saenwyn, taking the mindset that as responsibility lay with him, so too did the work - further estranging him from his wife Edelène.

While a loving family man, who tried to give attention to all of his children, his relations with his close family were always complex. Seeing them only rarely during the war, and his relations with his wife those of respect, rather than love, it was only natural that there would be divides - Guyon, the first true-born son of Jace’s, had the lion’s share of the Kern prestige, as well as his father’s looks, while Edelène took up Tylar - who favoured her, too, in appearance - as her clear favourite, arranging him to be by her side whenever Guyon was with Jace learning rulership. Their close relationship with the royal household, with the youths growing up together like brothers, meant, too, that the family Jace so loved was larger than just his blood. The existence of Ortaire further complicated matters - while the bastard could not be raised alongside trueborn children, let alone the king, but Jace still acknowledged him and showed him fatherly love and patronage.

It was with some relief, when King Corentin came of age, that he was finally able to return and take the reins of Tailledun back from his son, Guyon, who had ruled the duchy in his stead while Jace was regent at Gerand’s Keep. Things looked set to improve, with Guyon popular, shouldering much of the burden of command and rule. But the recent murder of Guyon has unsettled the formerly stable and predictable situation - no longer co-ruling with his eldest son, but left with unfinished business, and pulled back into the forefront of events against all seeming will to the contrary. Of course, there are some who say that a driven man like Jace, always putting effort into something - whether it was family, war or his demesne - could never have truly retired before death claimed him. And truly, there is much to be done in Tailledun, and beyond.

Overall, the reputation of Lord Jace is that of a man better suited to the saddle and sword than the throne and table. He is just, and follows laws to a fault for as long as they do not conflict with his honour and sense of morality - and is quick to use his position to speak his honest mind, sometimes too readily. Interested in the general welfare of both the Kingdom and the Duchy, his administrative style would be described best as ‘diligent’, rather than ‘inspired’, maintained by hard work, sound advice and common sense more than any great intellect. His kind of charisma, too, is ill-suited for exchanges among equals, preferring at all times to be in command of the vicinity around him. He shows concern and respect for the common folk - engendered by his wartime recognition that their fighting qualities and martial spirit are no less than those of noble blood - but his noblesse oblige attitude makes him entirely resistant to some of the unnatural ideas the Confederation period fostered.


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the late Guyon Kern, eldest son and heir to Lord Jace, recently murdered.

Sir Guyon Kern was, to put it best, a paladin - at least in his father Jace’s eyes. Born a little less than thirty years ago, he was older than his siblings and friends, such as the now-king Corentin, and took the role of protector and leader upon himself as naturally as slipping a cloak around his shoulders. He was most beloved by his father, and in return, sought to live up to his expectations in all public respects - a paragon of honour and the traditions of the An Saennan, devoting his energies fully to anything he put his mind to, constantly active in war and peace. As he grew old enough and his father’s duties kept him away from Tailledun near-permanently, he took over the effective governing of the Duchy, becoming a popular and charismatic lordling.

He was not merely a slavish imitator of Jace, however - he was far more gregarious and devoted to festivities and revelry than his diligent and somewhat spartan father, dedicating just as much effort into merriment and passionate affairs as he did into his noble duties. His love life was the subject of great rumour and gossip, including whispers of a possible inappropriate relationship with another young nobleman of great name and repute, though no evidence was ever presented. Doubtless, many women will now come forth claiming their children to be his bastards, now that his body has gone up in smoke. While Jace might have considered his ways as a flaw in another that was not his own son, his tolerance for Guyon’s character was infinite, and he saw only the good in him, and dismissed everything to the contrary out of hand.


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Rousalie Kern, eldest daughter and third legitimate child of Lord Jace

If her father is a diligent man and an inspiring leader, and her mother was an artistic and shrewd intellectual, then it might be said that twenty-year-old Rousalie Kern is the happy medium between the pair - and perhaps the only thing that Jace and Edelène ever were fully in harmony about. The darling, doted-upon daughter, and the first daughter of both, she never had the same pressures to rule and bring glory that her brothers had, and nor were her parents the kind to see her as nothing but a courtly marriage asset. Instead, she was simply encouraged to excel in whatever honourable field most appealed to her. She would have done, if only she could settle on one thing to keep her attention focused upon. Trying to hold her attention, as much as she adored their company, was a greater challenge for her parents and tutors than teaching her whatever flight of fancy she had chosen at the time - learning languages, music, stewardship and even philosophy, depending on her whims. Where she could not possibly outdo her brothers on horseback - nor did she desire to - she could race ahead of them in the mind, outwitting them with logic and reason, and becoming, in her opinion, a more potentially able ruler than either.

Unfortunately, Rousalie’s proficiency in learning, coupled with fierce intellect, are not matched with social graces. Empathy and tact do not come naturally to her - her father’s hot-headed arguments with other nobles on the council hardly being the best example for a girl to look up to - nor ever has romance crossed her mind. There have been suitors aplenty, and in the past, it was thought that even Lord Jace was likely to try and marry her to his ward, the king - but it seems likely that the double effect of political considerations and Rousalie’s lack of grace contributed to this non-event. Her ambitious nature and pride are all that most see in her - for despite her learned behaviours to fit in with social norms, it is difficult to easily dispel the memories of others, particularly when one has once openly, in the past, declared a lack of belief in the Gods...


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Sir Ortaire the Bastard, illegitimate eldest son of Lord Jace, Captain-general of the Tailledun Duchy Fleet


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Sir Rory of Dryndin, the Knight of the Hills, knight-errant sworn to Lord Jace


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the late Edelène Guefet, a noblewoman and notable artist. Deceased wife of Lord Jace, cousin of Lady Jehan-Prospere.


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Sir Cyril Guefet, youngest brother to Edelène, Master of the Hunt and known court libertine at Dunnisban.
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Re: Dramatis Personae

Postby Master of Oblivion » 20:46:28 Saturday, 04 March, 2017

His Lordship Tylar Kern




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His Lordship Tylar Kern, Marshal of the King, Count of South Marsh

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Tylar Kern is the second son and heir of Jace Kern, and the appointed Count of SouthMarch and marshal of his majesty’s armies. Tylar was born in AE 813, while his father was away at war. His birth provided a welcome respite for his worrying mother, who doted the child with affection to distract her for the stresses of a husband away. This closeness carried on throughout the years and Tylar was openly his mother’s favorite. His anxious mother would often take Tylar to the chapel, where she prayed to the Lady of War for protection of her spouse. His Mother’s anxious fanaticism had an impact on the young boy, and he would later become a devout follower of the Lady. Tylar would often fight with his older brother, as both were jealous of their parent’s different sources of affection.

When political business brought the Kern family to the Capitol, Tylar quickly became friends with the king and his brother. The three of them, alongside Tylar’s brother, would often go on “quests” together, killing wyrens or rescuing princesses from bandits. The quartet were inseparable at a young age. During on particularly notable escapade, Tylar fought a dog that was growling at the King. Before a bodyguard slew the creature, Tylar was bitten, an injury that left a scar on his left hand.

As Tylar aged his father directed his time onto Martial endeavors. He was trained in the types of combat that would be prominent on the battlefield and also in tournaments. He was taught lessons of the warriors of old and on several occasions observed his father going out on patrols against bandits.

The young Kern found one his favorite hobbies was joining the soldiers on patrol of the battlements. He would discuss their dreams and struggles as they marched and came to sympathize with the small folk of the realm. It was from these experiences he sought to become a commander that sympathized with his troops.

When the young king came of age, he appointed Tylar as his Marshal and sent him to Southmarch as its appointed lord. Tylar was somewhat unprepared for the administrative side of this task, and wholly unprepared for the intrigue. Tylar was used to speaking his mind to his quartet or to his soldier friends. His honest nature has caused him to struggle in the subtleties necessary for being a ruler. He often desires to leave his throne behind and return to the much simpler life of being a soldier on patrol. His several years at court exposed Tylar to the strange faith of the Ividalan. Tylar has spoken with its adherents at length and believes that the faith of the Nine and the Three are not so different and harmony can be found between the two.


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Re: Dramatis Personae

Postby Red John » 15:59:21 Friday, 17 March, 2017

Circle of the Forsaken

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'Red' Saloman, Heir to the Confederation, Man of the People, Vanquisher of Tyranny.

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The last remaining leader of the republican ideals that infected the Confederation, ‘Red’ Saloman, as he is endearingly referred to by his merry band of men, had no special upbringing. Born to a relatively wealthy family in Cambaern, he’d had the luxury of being able to actually afford an education – if modest. It is through his tutor, a man hailing from the Kharkedon Republic, where the republican ideals first took hold of his heart and mind. After reaching manhood, he set forth from his home, accompanying his tutor on a tour of Kharkedon to truly see if his idealistic dreams were in anyway a reality. This tour led him across the length and breadth of Kharkedon; from the battlefields of the west to the battered coastal settlements in the east. A rather opinionated man, he made as many friends as he did enemies. Although it was far from the equal paradise he’d dreamt of, the lands he toured were many times more ‘fair’ than in Saenwyn- especially with Carlon at the helm. It was during a rather spectacular bar brawl in a small city that the news reached him; Saenwyn has erupted into a civil war, pitting King against nobles, whom demanded the enlarging of the noble’s rights at expense of the king.

Still holding onto his ideals and seeking glory and honor – as all young men do – he set off immediately to enlist in the army. Unsurprisingly, he chose to enlist with the confederation.

Being one of the more experienced recruits, owing to his visits across Western Kharkedon, Saloman quickly proved himself in battle and distinguished himself to his commander; an influential burgher whom was remarkably similar to himself. He was promoted to the position of bodyguard, soon becoming a close confidante. It was in this position that he was introduced to the political intrigues of the Confederation and how tenuous it’s seemingly unstoppable momentum was. As the war became more and more favourable towards the confederation, with victory looking very likely, a group of these burghers – Saloman’s commander included – began heavily agitating for the adoption of a new, radically different government based upon the Kharkedon Republic; to better ensure there’s never another Carlon, or so it goes.

Needless to say, the group was promptly purged and those who didn’t subscribe to the republican thought were redistributed to other units in the army. Those who did, however, took up arms against their former comrades to fight for their beliefs. Although they fought with honour, valour and skill- the rebellion was doomed to fail and indeed did, owing to the lack of a unifying leader and geographical barriers which prevented the formation of a unified army. It was during these harrowing battles that the current ‘Circle of Forsaken’ came into being. Made up of 100 men originally, Saloman was elected leader after the burgher that maintained the group suffered an untimely heart attack- no doubt a result of the constant pressures each man of the band faced.

It was through Saloman’s leadership that the group found many successes (one of the few losses, sadly, being Saloman's eye.). Navigating the treacherous landscape of Lathair, the Circle has slowly been building its strength through the absorption of the surviving confederation troops and through recruitment of the lower class citizens who share the republican beliefs. Not all in the Circle believe a true republic is the way things should be, the most notable being Sir Brevard, but most are slowly being converted as it becomes clear that the nobility are more entrenched than ever.

In these tumultuous times, faced with impossible odds, it is hard to ever believe that a government of the people, for the people, could ever successfully come into being.

But, well, it can be said that the most perilous moment for a bad government is one when it seeks to mend its own ways…


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