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(((((This a roleplay takes place in the mid 16th century in an alternate take in European politics. Meaning there are no Tudors, no Cortes or any of there facts known to history. It will be a fictional made world. But Lutheranism is still very much real. I need female to play the lady in question. There is going to be no mature scenes except for the blood shed to come later on. This is high casualish in terms of writing. I would prefer this to be threw email, but I can accommodate threw pm or thread here on the guild.)))))

Lady (Name) has been married to King Edvard of Denmark for two years without producing an heir. While still young and able, she is beautiful, intelligent, a true lady to the Catholic faith and beloved by all. With the exception of her husband. Now however she is accused of being both barren and a lair of being a virgin in the first place. Annulling the marriage to Lady (Name) and sending her back to her father who is now embroiled with aggressive negotiations with the French. Who is threatening to invade and wipe out her country from the face of the earth. Facing the hardship of extinction, her father begged and pleaded her to go to Spain in attempt to gain the favor of King Alvaro III to help combat the French threats and court him if she must.

She had heard of Alvaro in both his exploits in immense gold coming back from the new world and being able to reunite the Portuguese to the whole of the peninsula under Spanish rule without lifting the sword, a notion that the Papacy has called him Fidei defensor. Defender of the faith. With his wealth, standing armies and backing of church had been the reason to send her to Spain.

Before she had set sail though, Lady (Name's) father had told her if she could to try and bring about the idea of marriage to Alvaro. In uniting their country with Spain for peace, unity and the saving of her country. Setting sail for Spain she weighed out the proposition that her father asked. While she didn't oppose, she also didn't think marrying again so soon after annulment. However though she welcomed being brought back into strong Catholic lands and into the lands of the faithful. Exhaling a sigh as the ship rocked in the water.

The carriage on her arrival to the royal court she had seen wagons ladled with gold, silver and other riches going out of the palace. When she had inquired about the wagons going out, one of the guards spoke simply with joy. Telling her that they were for the denizens under the Spanish rule so that may prosper. The journey here she never heard one bad thing about the Spanish king. Now entering the court, with heavy heart and bearing the nerves of her people on this man she never met. Hoping to persuade him to ally to her father and if necessary to wed the man.
UGGHHH!!!! I just lost my whole post ><
Jovan is too frank, apart of why his reason one of his alias's is 'Young Grandfather'. While he is intelligent people tend to think of him being too blunt or senile.
Atomic no offense just Jovan is that way. He's refraining from being a real pain since he just got there is tired.
I want to do a victorian era roleplay, 2-5 paragraphs roughly. Our characters are married to each other to end a family fued that has had nearly destroyed both of the families root and stem. But the local preacher settled the matter concerning the bloodshed that they were to be married settling the matter as the preacher would be the individual to keep the peace between the families and make sure no more fighting broke out. Over time our characters would grow fond of each other but as the preacher dies of old age, the two families start fighting once again which throws the peaceful life down the well. But we will start the day after their wedding, so they're a bit bitter to one another but honor the arrangement to keep the peace.
Rolland couldn't help but to give a quick smile to the boy's quick retort to his question. Perhaps too quick since she looked to be relived at the fact, one to be watched but for now he'd let it slide now. Since he'd been taken back by the woman's beauty, Rolland couldn't help to smile towards the two. "Well if its work you won't have much luck unless you would lower yourself to something you exceptionally beautiful mother would have to degrade herself to doing." Referring of course to the ladies of pleasure at the brothel in town, something within him stirred to help the two. Exhaling a breath, looking to the son and then the mother. "There is one other option." Scratching at his goatee.

"If you are truly that desperate for work I might be able to get you work in the keep. Nothing glorious but you'd be warm and fed. Pay would be dismal but being on close staff with the lords and ladies as a serving woman or a kitchen scullion." Reaching to his leather pants placing a small pouch of coin into the woman's hand. "It's not much but should get you out of the cold until the morrow. If you truly seek employment come to keep tomorrow." His hand clasping over hers to ensure that she took the coppers he had on hand.

Entranced until another guard came along. "Captain news from the north gate. Hurry." Exhaling a sigh, "Miss this where I leave you. Remember my words." quickly mounted his horse to catch up with the other guards.

Coming up besides Joakim with his horse in a trot, staring out into the crowd of men now gathered around them. Keeping close to the young lord even before the command had been ushered. The leaders were bold to come with a force, it seemed like an attack force more than an envoy to negotiate for terms of service. Rolland didn't trust them though. Keeping watch over the large group, steering his mount next to Gidja. "Go and have the archers line up against the walls, but do so quietly. Go around the keep to avoid suspicion." The seriousness in his eyes was obvious, he'd rather be prepared against them just encase. "Do this for me and I'll give you a rank." Speaking quietly to avoid the soldiers from noticing.

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Though it wasn't noticeable Jovan had appreciated the help Gregar had given him up to the table of nobles, nodding to Ayca to follow behind them. Groaning as he sat down, finally able to sit comfortably for a while at least. Taking a deep breath before he spoke to answer his dear friends questions, Ayca on the other hand wasted no time in eating as they had made all haste to come to Wintershouse. "You were busy no need to trouble yourself on my account. I am the same, feeling old brother." Leaning his cane against the chair, watching over the others studying their appearance. "On the account of my father and brothers, why do you ask questions to which you already know the answer to. However my father suffers from gout currently, the rich mans disease."

Though just as suddenly the mercenaries came threw the hall, the three leaders offering their weapons for the Weades. While that was true of the mercenary code but he could tell before they trio had entered that something wasn't right. He could just in the way that they spoke. From how they could get so many more men so fast to wanting the spoils o f certain cities and how he stared at Amber. Exhaling a breath watching Ayca eat. Finding inspiration in the simplest things, musing a small laugh. "Thank you." Tapping her thigh.

Ayca looked him oddly at Jovan as she took a sip of northern wine. Clearing his throat. "Gregar if I may speak freely?" Looking over towards his friend, then back to the three captains. How he'd relish the moment mocking them.

"I commend you gentleman for coming to us, but I am troubled by certain things. First off being that you can field such an army so quickly. Second being that you specifically wanted to plunder Redfield and Osshearth. Odd since there are greater cities about. Third, what if my brother here is merely content on defending and not attacking. Your spoils are gone, so would you be content with pay without spoils? Lastly is the stare you gave to my cousin Lady Rossric, which by rumor you know what had happened. Which is suspicious in its own right since you stared at her. Which makes me think that you had something to do with her exile. Gentleman I'm not stupid, so it is best to come out with your act. A fox is much more cunning than a lumbering oaf with an axe. " Leaving out the stare to this black knight, since he couldn't assess that situation without proper knowledge. Jovan held back since he didn't want to cause too much of a scene before Gregar. If it had been his home, he would've killed them with words alone and then have them arrested for being such idiots.
Rolland had sent Gidja to the north gate because she sounded out prematurely, ignoring the chain of command. But he still holds her in high regard considering her for a lieutenant position behind him.
Just when they're used they tend to be abused however bad they might be. Cannons pretty much render cities as fodder but not my opinion to say so. Good luck, hope it goes well.
I would love to join this but I'm hesitant due to firearms being present
I've just had so much going on recently I felt like Beetlejuice with my head spinning.
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