[OOC] The Age of Blades [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

[Dondude]

This looks very interesting and well thought-out. When I get the chance later tonight, I'll read up on all of this and see if I can make an acceptable character to fit the needs for this.

[Partisan]

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Well, I have some ideas for a secondary character. But I'll wait to see if new challengers appear.

@AtomicNut

All is fine with me. I just need @Bonjour xx and @WilsonTurner to respond before I can move on.

[Bonjour xx]

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All is fine with me. I just need @Bonjour xx and @WilsonTurner to respond before I can move on.

@Partisan

Go on without me for a bit. I'm still on bed rest. The most I can do at the moment is log on and read! Sorry!!!!!

[Partisan]

Any time you can give me where you will be able to post again?

[WilsonTurner]

The one who owns the land would be the one making demands. It wouldn't look too good to Kaz to see the 'Lord', of sorts, of a land not speaking first. Especially not when they aren't declaring the land as theirs and that Kaz and his men are trespassing with what could be interpreted as hostile intent.

My guys approached the castle; I sorta meant for you to start speaking first. You'd be the one making demands, after all, since you have the benefit of a castle's resources at your back, as well as the castle itself.

[Partisan]

The one who owns the land would be the one making demands. It wouldn't look too good to Kaz to see the 'Lord', of sorts, of a land not speaking first. Especially not when they aren't declaring the land as theirs and that Kaz and his men are trespassing with what could be interpreted as hostile intent.

My guys approached the castle; I sorta meant for you to start speaking first. You'd be the one making demands, after all, since you have the benefit of a castle's resources at your back, as well as the castle itself.

@WilsonTurner

I have very little to demand from a set of travellers, and carrying weapons is not illegal.

[WilsonTurner]

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I have very little to demand from a set of travellers, and carrying weapons is not illegal.

@Partisan

You're not too terribly political, are you? Not to offend, being non-political and all is fine, but you might want to think a bit more political for having a political position.

Things a lord, king, or some other noble might think when seeing Kaz and his kinsmen approaching:
A) Such horses have never been seen
B) Such armor is not used quite so often, especially not with the unfamiliar coloring or design
C) The men themselves are different, obvious foreigners among the natives
D) Kaz's armor is a masterwork, signifying wealth, position, or something else of significance
E) The uniformness of the armor (save Kaz) suggests that they aren't likely to be a mercenary or bandit group, and that Kaz holds a much higher position in them

From those, a noble might come to a number of conclusions or theories:
1. They are dealing with a foreign state, or nation, and that means possible political allies
2. They are dealing with a group of hard mercenaries or bandits, who have presumably made their own sort of base and are trying very hard to infiltrate one place or the other
3. They are an independent outfit, roaming for personal reasons or something else

And so they might take the following actions:
I. Invite them in for a chat or somesuch, in a gesture of kindness (currying favor, somewhat)
II. Invite them in for the night, with a stiff warning against exploring or anything (Neutral, giving shelter and that's about it, possibly offensive)
III. Order them to be executed for trespassing or some other reason, and send soldiers to take them down (Hostile)
IV. Welcome them in with open arms, and offer food, drink, rooms, etc. (very much currying favor)
V. Try to figure out everything Kaz and his men know before coming to any decision (Possibly offensive; wary)

The world of politics is much deeper than one might think- even I am not getting to the full scope of politics. I know very little other than a great many books. Simply saying that they have nothing to say isn't really good if they're a noble. Born and raised one, they'd know that a group of very much unknown armed soldiers could mean a great many things- either a new ally, trading partner, or enemy.

Also, many medieval societies had nobles that treated their peasants as if they were literally objects- it was very hard for a Baron or Lord to realize that their people even had feelings, because those people weren't individuals, they were simply theirs. That, and it actually was illegal for peasants or lower class to carry weapons. A better way to keep rebellions from rising up, you know? And Barons and Lords and all those people were most certainly inclined to prevent them, since they were often ambitious political figures.

So no, saying that he 'has nothing to say to them' is very much unlike a character who is in a noble family.

[RPforthatPR]

Does it really matter?

[AtomicNut]

Does it really matter?

@RPforthatPR

I am with you. And i would like to add that politics aren't that important when there is a blizzard coming. Kaz can face the very threat of freezing to death, posturing be damned, so at the very least it should be incentive enough to get those brain gears working.

[Partisan]

Wilson just speaks like someone from the Great City - after all he's not a Whitelander. He raises a valid point, and I see how he cannot simply walk up and demand stuff. I'll write a post.

Politics are not so big in the Whitelands. That and Joakim is young and untrained.

[Mr Irony]

Okay sorry I've been absent. I've worked over 80 hours this week. This is my first day off and I will try and get a post up soon.

[Partisan]

'sall good.

[Mr Irony]

BAAHHH!!! I can't come up with anything.....

[AtomicNut]

Because Partisan wanted more Weades, here's a secondary character.

Also, @Mr Irony, I thought of having her been an option for Jovan's bethrodal before he got ...sick.

Brier Weade

Brier Weade
"We can only move forward"

Full name: Brier Catryn Weade / Brier Catryn Morrigh
Titles: Countess of Blackwood (Formerly), Kitty for her friends, and Witch of Blackwood to her detractors.
Social rank: Noblewoman
Job or societal position: Former Royal Court Musician, Countess, Healer and Alchemist.
Age: 20
Gender: Female

Appearance:

Personality: Brier was once a high spirited merry girl who always questioned everyone and everything. Sociable and curious to the extreme, she wasn't put off by appearances or standing whatshoever. She also shared the generous good nature of her elder brother Gregar Weade, as well as the lack of malice. Like her sibling, this bit her in the back quite a few times at first, but as she grew older, more focused and wiser, she learned how to read the intentions of people and developed a friendly, polite, but very defensive demeanor. Brier is a woman of intellect and culture and she enjoys learning new knowledge or discussing with akin minds. Bitterly accepting that not everyone is nice, and that there are wicked people out of there, she can be quite vindictive, throughout and manipulative if any member of her family is at stake.

History: Brier was born between the twins Janus and Gregar, and the thirdborn Joakim. Little Brier was a chatterbox and a relentless chaser of odd things, when she wasn't too busy sticking to Gregar like glue. She however, didn't neglect her education, and she followed her mother diligently just as Gregar did with their father. Education that was soon put to test, as she tended to her younger brother Joakim whenever others were not available. When Gregar's bethrodal was announced, Brier was for the first time, wary of an stranger coming to the house, but soon took a liking to Lady Elisandre as the elder sister she never had. By Elisandre's suggestion, Brier managed to convince his father the Duke to go to the King's court to receive more education.

Although initially reluctant, her family conceded to Brier's petition, as becoming part of the court and with Brier's easygoing nature, she would probably find a good groom later on. With her skill with the harp and sociable nature, Brier found herself befriended several people of all sorts. While comfortable with the people of her age and social status like princes, princesses, and sons and daughters of other nobles, Brier's sharp mind also sought out three people that usually were beneath notice: the King's spymaster, an old alchemist who had somehow gained prestige as royal advisor, and a portly and coarse yet skilled woman who was the Royal Physician.

Brier would seek their presence whenever she felt the whole court scenery and upbringing was too repetitive and dull, and she ended up learning several skills that a noblewoman was not suppossed to have in the first place. The ability to read people's lies in their faces, alchemy and healing arts. Brier didn't know how dangerous this combination was until much later, a year after Elisandre's death. While playing matchmaking to find her a suitable husband, Brier unadvertedly drove all of them off with her skill to read people. Only one succeeded to not be cowed, earl Kevin Morrigh of Blackwood.

Earl Kevin was perhaps thirty years her elder and he was looking for a second wife after the first one had died without giving him any descendants. He was a stout man of rotund features, a bristly beard, a large booming voice, and the most important feature of them all. He didn't even bother to hide his true intentions in the slightlest. He had heard rumours of Brier being a healer and an alchemist, and precisely for that he was proposing her. He also acknowledged he didn't have a big status as nobleman, but he had a rather important mining and timber site in the Ironhills. He did not want a wife who only stood idlely to be coddled. Brier was taken aback by the man's honesty and accepted to become his wife.

Life at the Ironhills was just as Kevin described. There wasn't a single idle moment. If it wasn't helping blacksmiths identify and refine ores, it was helping injured lumberjacks and workers. She often delighted the earl's men with her harp at the end of the day. Never she had felt so drained and yet at the same time she was happy. She even had her first son by him, which both named Brian. And then the war struck out, and everything went down in a quick succession. Earl Kevin, thinking more with the heart than with the head, defied his lord, the duke of Harrighfield, and tossed his support in favor of the King and his father-in-law, duke Weade of Whitelands, only to be cut down in the same battle as Rikard. While brave and commending, this did not bode well for Brier, who soon was in the wrong of a lynching mob who took her castle, spurred by the less than honorable family members of the Morrigh. Being accused as a witch who had twisted earl Kevin's mind, she was all but helpless when the mob killed her infant two-year-old son in a fit of rage and bloodlust, and threatened to burn her at the stake.

She was saved by the timely intervention of Ser Wilhem, a recently ordered knight who had been left behind to ensure the safety of the countess. The lad, although brave, did not survive the wounds sustained, no matter what Brier died, and in the end, she reluctantly buried the young, brave and unfortunate knight beneath a large oaktree, while she took his horse for herself, and headed north to seek refuge in the Forklands and Whitelands.

Skills: Brier has an active mind, and she can engage in social conversation with practically anyone. She also knows how to cook decently, and she's greatly skilled at sewing and playing the harp. She can also sing quite well. More importantly, Brier can detect who lies to her by merely looking at the body language of the person before her. She is also a master healer, able to perform advanced bonesetting and even surgeries (where her sewing skills once again help), with the associated knowledge of herbalism. Last but not least important, Brier is an alchemist, and as such she can easily identify ores and create black powder and alchemic fire should she need to. Brier can also ride a horse quite decently.

Dreams and fears: Brier dreams of getting back at the insult suffered in the Blackwood, and avenge her dead son by the mob, and then maybe start over a new life. She obviously fears losing more family members.

Favored equipment: Brier usually is seen with her harp, although that one was lost when she was nearly killed. She always carries a hidden dagger in her thigh. Whenever she has to hit the road, it is not uncommon for her to carry a large knapsack with her healing materials as well as a staff for support. She also carries the Weade family ring and the Morrigh family ring.

Extra:Brier is thought to have perished in the riot, if news of such reached the north.

[Partisan]

Very nice character, feel free to post with her. Perhaps she can meet with Amber and Gregar on the road per fortune?

[AtomicNut]

A good idea. I'll see to it.

[Partisan]

Very good.

[AtomicNut]

And done, I edited Brier section in my last post.

[Partisan]

Looks good, I hope we can get this RP back to speed. I should do a check to see who's still in and who isn't. :/

[Bonjour xx]

Still in but still recovering!