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This is example of my profile. I removed all "[" and "]" to make it visiable. You can always quote somebody else post to see what he was done with it. I have learned this way how to do things in forum.
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font=times new roman size=14pt Member of one of the oldest noble houses established in ancient land of Oceania by sir Red "The Oldest" who claimed Fiefdom of Red Castle. Next in line, 1st Lord Red de Mon was granted with Lordship of Red Castle by King of Oceania. Lord Red arrived with all others to Valley of Swamp but failed to establish House de Mon in there and was banned while trying. In this difficult times "deMons" join Templars and went for crusade to the Native Lands. It is hard to say how many of them died in this struggle... Some sir Red come back to the realm as Templar while 2Nd Lord Red make his alliances with White Lion House...There is no much information left from this period who ended with 2nd Lord Red being banned again. "DeMons" abandoned realm for good and establish their own in distand land. They did not realise how weak they become. They days of glory were past. They could not secure and populate "NewLand". 2Nd Lord Red died there in unknown circumstances..."New Land" become "ghost land"....
Sir Red, son of 2Nd Lord Red is granted with amnesty. Wrong deeds of his ancestors are forgotten. Their achievements belongs to the past.
Sir Red is back! He has to start from the beginning to restore former glory of House de Mon. /size /font /spoiler
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Xristos
Xristos was born in a Rhodok village named Buvran , his familly had a good life with much cattle and they thought they had food and luck forever and shared it with the other village people, when Xristos became 16 he had to go in the army of the Rhodoks, after 2 years he was done with the army and became a crossbowman, he was always practising in the forest on deers and boars, until on one day he saw fire on the other side of the forest, Swadian troops were destroying every village and killing every civilian which they saw. Xristos was running quickly to Buvran to tell it to a commander of the Rhodoks . so the war begon, a horn was blewing so hard every civilian heard it, it was a sign of preparing a defence, every soldier was running to the armory and taking his equiment and then running on the walls. everyone was prepered for war, after 1.30 hours they saw the first Swadian scouts on horses, the Rhodok crossbowman where shooting and failed but Xristos shot in the head, 1 shot 1 kill. then again 30min later the Swadian troops were coming with stormrams, the army was 3x the size of the Rhodok army. The Rhodok crossbowmans tried to destroy the stormram but failed, the Rhodok spearmans were waiting behind the gate until it collapsed when it collapsed, the Swadian swordsman were running into the village and killed all spearmans, the crossbowman jumped of the wall including Xristos, and taked there axes and fighting of all cost to kill the Swadian swordmans, Xristos saw that we were going to lose and runned to the people in the village to evacuate them, but it was to late the swadian Swordmans killed the crossbowmans already, they killed all civillians, Xristos was already hidding in a house, but the commander of the swadians gave the order to look in all houses and if they found someone they had to bring it to the commander. a swadian sergeant was looking in the house were Xristos was and saw Xristos, the sergeant punched him in the face and then brought him to the Swadian commander, the command was laughing because i was just a poor crossbowman, suddenly he ordered the sergeant to duel with Xristos, if Xristos won he was free to go, Xristos got a sharp hatchet and some leather armor while the sergeant had a great sword and mailarmor. The commander said let the duel begin!. Xristos swinged his axe right into his face but the sergeant blocked it right away, Xristos thought this is gonna be hard, Xristos was swinging his axe right, left, right, left, right and then right into his belly, he fell on the ground and said you stupid poor man. the commander cant believe his eyes and said Xristos is a witch, take him into jail! Xristos heard that and runned with all his force to another village, when he was there, the village was burned, but he saw 1 horse standing there and Xristos was in love he taked the horse and was riding to Halmar in Khergit, the Khergit horsemans saw Xristos on a distance and thought I was a scout, they were riding to me and catched me with a net and braught me to the leader of Halmar, Xristos explained the whole story and he believed me, Xristos also asked if he can live in Halmar and the leader accepted Xristos order. Now Xristos is living long and happy in Halmar as a Khergit horseman.
Xristos was born in a Rhodok village named Buvran , his familly had a good life with much cattle and they thought they had food and luck forever and shared it with the other village people, when Xristos became 16 he had to go in the army of the Rhodoks, after 2 years he was done with the army and became a crossbowman, he was always practising in the forest on deers and boars, until on one day he saw fire on the other side of the forest, Swadian troops were destroying every village and killing every civilian which they saw. Xristos was running quickly to Buvran to tell it to a commander of the Rhodoks . so the war begon, a horn was blewing so hard every civilian heard it, it was a sign of preparing a defence, every soldier was running to the armory and taking his equiment and then running on the walls. everyone was prepered for war, after 1.30 hours they saw the first Swadian scouts on horses, the Rhodok crossbowman where shooting and failed but Xristos shot in the head, 1 shot 1 kill. then again 30min later the Swadian troops were coming with stormrams, the army was 3x the size of the Rhodok army. The Rhodok crossbowmans tried to destroy the stormram but failed, the Rhodok spearmans were waiting behind the gate until it collapsed when it collapsed, the Swadian swordsman were running into the village and killed all spearmans, the crossbowman jumped of the wall including Xristos, and taked there axes and fighting of all cost to kill the Swadian swordmans, Xristos saw that we were going to lose and runned to the people in the village to evacuate them, but it was to late the swadian Swordmans killed the crossbowmans already, they killed all civillians, Xristos was already hidding in a house, but the commander of the swadians gave the order to look in all houses and if they found someone they had to bring it to the commander. a swadian sergeant was looking in the house were Xristos was and saw Xristos, the sergeant punched him in the face and then brought him to the Swadian commander, the command was laughing because i was just a poor crossbowman, suddenly he ordered the sergeant to duel with Xristos, if Xristos won he was free to go, Xristos got a sharp hatchet and some leather armor while the sergeant had a great sword and mailarmor. The commander said let the duel begin!. Xristos swinged his axe right into his face but the sergeant blocked it right away, Xristos thought this is gonna be hard, Xristos was swinging his axe right, left, right, left, right and then right into his belly, he fell on the ground and said you stupid poor man. the commander cant believe his eyes and said Xristos is a witch, take him into jail! Xristos heard that and runned with all his force to another village, when he was there, the village was burned, but he saw 1 horse standing there and Xristos was in love he taked the horse and was riding to Halmar in Khergit, the Khergit horsemans saw Xristos on a distance and thought I was a scout, they were riding to me and catched me with a net and braught me to the leader of Halmar, Xristos explained the whole story and he believed me, Xristos also asked if he can live in Halmar and the leader accepted Xristos order. Now Xristos is living long and happy in Halmar as a Khergit horseman.
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Xristos was born in the Rhodok village of Buvran, his family had a good life and always had food on their plate, they were always happy to share this with the other villagers. When Xristos became 16 he was conscripted into the Rhodok army. After two years of service he decided that he wished to stay in the army, so he continued his training as a crossbowman. He always practiced in the forest hunting deer and boars, until one day he saw fire on the other side of the forest.
Swadian troops were destroying every village and killing every civilian they saw. Xristos ran as quickly as he could to the garrison commander. And so the war begun, horns were blown and heard for miles around. every soldier was running to the armory and taking his equipment, scrambling to the walls. everyone was prepared for war. After an hour and thirty minutes they saw the first Swadian scouts appear on a nearby hilltop. the Rhodok crossbowmen shot and failed, they were either out of range or too untrained for battle. Xristos however had dedicated himself to training hours on end in the thick woods that surrounded Buvran. Xristos quickly and accurately took down 5 scouts from a range of 40 metres, all of them head shots and all of them instant kills. His fellow comrades cheered him on. The Swadians did not show up for another thirty minutes, this time they had brought battering rams and an entire army. Their army was 3x the size of the Rhodok army. The Rhodok crossbowmen attested to destroy the battering ram but it was too strong for their firepower. The Rhodok spear men were nervously waiting behind the gates, ready for the moment when it fell. The gate was obliterated, and the Swadian infantry stormed Buvran slaughtering every spear man that they encountered. The crossbowmen leaped of the wall, including Xristos. They drew their axes and charged at the Swadian infantry. Xristos knew that this comrades were going to die, and that Buvrans people would be in great danger when the infantry had killed every last Rhodok. Xristos ran to the village church where the people were hiding, unaware of the fact that it was too late. The Swadian infantry had slaughtered all the last crossbowmen they had come across. Soon after they tended to butchering Buvrans civilians. Xristos was already hiding in his house. He listened as the Swadian commander gave the order for his troops to search all houses.
A Swadian sergeant was looking in the very house that Xristos was hiding in. The sergeant searched every cupboard in the house and peered under the beds. Then he looked in the wardrobe in Xristos's bedroom, and. The sergeant punched Xristos in the face and brought him to the Swadian commander. the commander was laughing because Xristos was just a poor crossbowman. Suddenly he ordered the sergeant to duel with Xristos, if Xristos won he was free to go. Xristos equipped a sharp hatchet and fastened his leather armor, while the sergeant had a great sword and mail armor. The commander said "let the duel begin"! Xristos swung his axe straight towards the sergeants face, the sergeant easily blocked it away. Xristos thought this was going to be hard. He was swinging his axe right, left, right, left, right until he plunged it onto his opponents guts. He fell on the ground, his last words were "You filthy poor Rhodok". The commander could not believe his eyes and proclaimed Xristos to be a witch. "take him into jail!" said the commander.
In a final attempt for freedom Xristos leapt onto his feet and stormed off into the distance. The Swadians horses had perished in the face of sharp Rhodok spears. They were wearing such heavy equipment and did not posses the ability to chase after Xristos. Xristos ran until he reached the next village. When he arrived the village was in ashes. But apart from the ashes and the horrific smell of smoke, Xristos noticed a heavenly white horse which had been left to perish in the fire. Xristos quickly had a loyal friend and fell in love with the horse. He rode to Halmar, the great city of the Nomad royalty.
Xristos was spotted by a group of Nomad horsemen on patrol around Halmar. They noticed how he was struggling to stay mounted on his beautiful horse. They rode to him and offered him aid. Xristos fell off his horse and fell unconscious.
He woke up in a glorious golden hall. His eyes widening as the face of a fierce man hovered over him. When his eyes were completely open, the man spoke to him. "Greetings, Rhodok" he said. "For a moment my patrol thought you were the leader of an army heading towards my keep". Xristos looked into the eyes of the man and was quickly in a state of awe. The man stood there, in long golden robes, with his wise but scarred face. It was the face of Sanjar Khan, leader of the brave Khergits. "So" he said. "You have used my quarters to rest" he smiled. "You must repay me and my men". "After all, we saved your life". Xristos sat up, back straight and peered towards the daughter of Sanjar Khan whom stood in the corner chatting to the daughters of local nobles. "Ah, you have an eye for my daughter". "Yes many men have fallen for her, she has the face of an angel i must admit". "So whats your story boy"?
They sat and talked for many long hours. Sanjar was given the full story of how the Swadians unlawfully attacked Rhodok villages without any proper declaration of war. Xristos was given a place in the Khergit royal guard shortly after, as Sanjar himself had noticed his talent with a crossbow. But Sanjar hope to give Xristos the training needed to learn how to fire a bow. Over the years, Xristos learned quicker than the others and rose in the ranks to be Sanjars most trusted comrade. He then earned the hand of Sanjars beautiful daughter. And since then Xristos has remained an important figure in the Khergit nation.
It's taken me 40 minutes but it was worth it. As I promised Xristos in steam I have corrected all the grammar I can and tweaked the story a bit for a better ending. NOVICIUS if you could please use this story and I'm sure that Xristos would be grateful.
Swadian troops were destroying every village and killing every civilian they saw. Xristos ran as quickly as he could to the garrison commander. And so the war begun, horns were blown and heard for miles around. every soldier was running to the armory and taking his equipment, scrambling to the walls. everyone was prepared for war. After an hour and thirty minutes they saw the first Swadian scouts appear on a nearby hilltop. the Rhodok crossbowmen shot and failed, they were either out of range or too untrained for battle. Xristos however had dedicated himself to training hours on end in the thick woods that surrounded Buvran. Xristos quickly and accurately took down 5 scouts from a range of 40 metres, all of them head shots and all of them instant kills. His fellow comrades cheered him on. The Swadians did not show up for another thirty minutes, this time they had brought battering rams and an entire army. Their army was 3x the size of the Rhodok army. The Rhodok crossbowmen attested to destroy the battering ram but it was too strong for their firepower. The Rhodok spear men were nervously waiting behind the gates, ready for the moment when it fell. The gate was obliterated, and the Swadian infantry stormed Buvran slaughtering every spear man that they encountered. The crossbowmen leaped of the wall, including Xristos. They drew their axes and charged at the Swadian infantry. Xristos knew that this comrades were going to die, and that Buvrans people would be in great danger when the infantry had killed every last Rhodok. Xristos ran to the village church where the people were hiding, unaware of the fact that it was too late. The Swadian infantry had slaughtered all the last crossbowmen they had come across. Soon after they tended to butchering Buvrans civilians. Xristos was already hiding in his house. He listened as the Swadian commander gave the order for his troops to search all houses.
A Swadian sergeant was looking in the very house that Xristos was hiding in. The sergeant searched every cupboard in the house and peered under the beds. Then he looked in the wardrobe in Xristos's bedroom, and. The sergeant punched Xristos in the face and brought him to the Swadian commander. the commander was laughing because Xristos was just a poor crossbowman. Suddenly he ordered the sergeant to duel with Xristos, if Xristos won he was free to go. Xristos equipped a sharp hatchet and fastened his leather armor, while the sergeant had a great sword and mail armor. The commander said "let the duel begin"! Xristos swung his axe straight towards the sergeants face, the sergeant easily blocked it away. Xristos thought this was going to be hard. He was swinging his axe right, left, right, left, right until he plunged it onto his opponents guts. He fell on the ground, his last words were "You filthy poor Rhodok". The commander could not believe his eyes and proclaimed Xristos to be a witch. "take him into jail!" said the commander.
In a final attempt for freedom Xristos leapt onto his feet and stormed off into the distance. The Swadians horses had perished in the face of sharp Rhodok spears. They were wearing such heavy equipment and did not posses the ability to chase after Xristos. Xristos ran until he reached the next village. When he arrived the village was in ashes. But apart from the ashes and the horrific smell of smoke, Xristos noticed a heavenly white horse which had been left to perish in the fire. Xristos quickly had a loyal friend and fell in love with the horse. He rode to Halmar, the great city of the Nomad royalty.
Xristos was spotted by a group of Nomad horsemen on patrol around Halmar. They noticed how he was struggling to stay mounted on his beautiful horse. They rode to him and offered him aid. Xristos fell off his horse and fell unconscious.
He woke up in a glorious golden hall. His eyes widening as the face of a fierce man hovered over him. When his eyes were completely open, the man spoke to him. "Greetings, Rhodok" he said. "For a moment my patrol thought you were the leader of an army heading towards my keep". Xristos looked into the eyes of the man and was quickly in a state of awe. The man stood there, in long golden robes, with his wise but scarred face. It was the face of Sanjar Khan, leader of the brave Khergits. "So" he said. "You have used my quarters to rest" he smiled. "You must repay me and my men". "After all, we saved your life". Xristos sat up, back straight and peered towards the daughter of Sanjar Khan whom stood in the corner chatting to the daughters of local nobles. "Ah, you have an eye for my daughter". "Yes many men have fallen for her, she has the face of an angel i must admit". "So whats your story boy"?
They sat and talked for many long hours. Sanjar was given the full story of how the Swadians unlawfully attacked Rhodok villages without any proper declaration of war. Xristos was given a place in the Khergit royal guard shortly after, as Sanjar himself had noticed his talent with a crossbow. But Sanjar hope to give Xristos the training needed to learn how to fire a bow. Over the years, Xristos learned quicker than the others and rose in the ranks to be Sanjars most trusted comrade. He then earned the hand of Sanjars beautiful daughter. And since then Xristos has remained an important figure in the Khergit nation.
It's taken me 40 minutes but it was worth it. As I promised Xristos in steam I have corrected all the grammar I can and tweaked the story a bit for a better ending. NOVICIUS if you could please use this story and I'm sure that Xristos would be grateful.
Once open a time, in a land named Calradia,
A man once found himself with ragged clothes, a war wounds, he tried to think why he was in a Wheat field covered with sand, he couldn't remember his name or how he got there. But when he rose up from the sandy ground, all he seen was an Oasis and hills of sand. He turned towards the place he woke up at, and he seen a house, a farm. With fresh food and drink, but it was abandoned. He was so confused! He was in the middle of no where with an empty village! The sun was staring into his eyes, he felt a little sickly, almost faint. But then he seen a white figure in the backround, when he got closer he noticed it was a Beautiful white Steed, that was slowly, but surely coming towards him, first thing he thought was it came from the farm, he gathered some wheat, with a well close by he drew the bucket which was attached to the well, and scooped some water. He went up to the Horse, gave it some of the wheat and gave it a refreshing drink!
Then the Horse jerked! He had a full belly, and was awaiting his new masters order! but the man jumped when the horse jerked! A very deep hole. When he got up, he seen many Scorpions, he was worried because he had nothing but his fists and feet to defend him against the pests. He killed a few, stood on them and they crawled away. He climbed the little hole, he put his hand in a hole, to get a good grip, but another Scorpion popped out, a big one at that, and stung him! He fell back to the ground in pain, but he relaxed when he seen it was a big one, if it was a small one he would be dying, or killed.
When he got up, he seen a man some normal Sarranid robes on, the man walked up to him, and gave him his hand, he then lifted the other man from the ground. The man asked him, "who are you? And why are you at my village?, i am James, of the Freedom Fighters." The other man said "I yet to know my name, i remember nothing of my past, i feel as if i was just born, yet i am a man?" James continued to say, "Strange, i have only seen this once before, on my old mother, she didn't know who we were, until she left." The man went on to say "What happened to her?", James said - "She is no longer with us. She is with the Gods" The man made a nod with his head. "We should find a fitting name for you then, you got stung by a Scorpion, 'Scorpion' is not the best name, what about 'Scorpia'?" James said. "I like that, i will be knowing as Scorpia from here on out!" With these words, the man Scorpia was born, and risen.
James gave Scorpia the horse of which he fed, and James took his desert horse. They rode to Shariz, James was a commander of the Sarranid Sultanate rebels, his lady was "Arwa the Pearled One" When they arrived she took great intrest towards Scorpia, she saw much potential with his skills, after they ate, she took Scorpia out to train, to see what he was made of. They fought, blood and sweat dropped on the sandy ground. In the end Arwa gave in, she was impressed with his skills. But she put him in major training, he trained in medic, craft manship, archery and melee. They fought many armies of the Sultan, they all fell and ran from the sight of the rebellion. Scorpia was victorious in Sarranid, to this day he still serves as a warrior of "Awra the Pearled One".
A man once found himself with ragged clothes, a war wounds, he tried to think why he was in a Wheat field covered with sand, he couldn't remember his name or how he got there. But when he rose up from the sandy ground, all he seen was an Oasis and hills of sand. He turned towards the place he woke up at, and he seen a house, a farm. With fresh food and drink, but it was abandoned. He was so confused! He was in the middle of no where with an empty village! The sun was staring into his eyes, he felt a little sickly, almost faint. But then he seen a white figure in the backround, when he got closer he noticed it was a Beautiful white Steed, that was slowly, but surely coming towards him, first thing he thought was it came from the farm, he gathered some wheat, with a well close by he drew the bucket which was attached to the well, and scooped some water. He went up to the Horse, gave it some of the wheat and gave it a refreshing drink!
Then the Horse jerked! He had a full belly, and was awaiting his new masters order! but the man jumped when the horse jerked! A very deep hole. When he got up, he seen many Scorpions, he was worried because he had nothing but his fists and feet to defend him against the pests. He killed a few, stood on them and they crawled away. He climbed the little hole, he put his hand in a hole, to get a good grip, but another Scorpion popped out, a big one at that, and stung him! He fell back to the ground in pain, but he relaxed when he seen it was a big one, if it was a small one he would be dying, or killed.
When he got up, he seen a man some normal Sarranid robes on, the man walked up to him, and gave him his hand, he then lifted the other man from the ground. The man asked him, "who are you? And why are you at my village?, i am James, of the Freedom Fighters." The other man said "I yet to know my name, i remember nothing of my past, i feel as if i was just born, yet i am a man?" James continued to say, "Strange, i have only seen this once before, on my old mother, she didn't know who we were, until she left." The man went on to say "What happened to her?", James said - "She is no longer with us. She is with the Gods" The man made a nod with his head. "We should find a fitting name for you then, you got stung by a Scorpion, 'Scorpion' is not the best name, what about 'Scorpia'?" James said. "I like that, i will be knowing as Scorpia from here on out!" With these words, the man Scorpia was born, and risen.
James gave Scorpia the horse of which he fed, and James took his desert horse. They rode to Shariz, James was a commander of the Sarranid Sultanate rebels, his lady was "Arwa the Pearled One" When they arrived she took great intrest towards Scorpia, she saw much potential with his skills, after they ate, she took Scorpia out to train, to see what he was made of. They fought, blood and sweat dropped on the sandy ground. In the end Arwa gave in, she was impressed with his skills. But she put him in major training, he trained in medic, craft manship, archery and melee. They fought many armies of the Sultan, they all fell and ran from the sight of the rebellion. Scorpia was victorious in Sarranid, to this day he still serves as a warrior of "Awra the Pearled One".
Skallagrim
Squire
REALLY LONG!
Name : Kol Teska
Date of Birth: October 15th
Age: Unknown? Younger than his father, who was 46 when dead.
Gender : Male
Homeland: Cjorin, a Nordic settlement.
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Facial Hair: Rugged Beard
Hair Style: Usually left untouched, hanging low to his shoulders, or done up in a pony tail when working.
Scars: Many scars across body, unhealable bruise on left knee from fall.
Occupation: Rightful Heir to the Kingdom of Valen, Assassin
Family: Father - Deceased, Grandfather - King of Valen, Mother - Princess of Valen.
Equipment: Crossbow, bronze plated bolts, assortment of knives, Dual Saxe Knives (Large knife for melee), Steel-toe boots, switchblade wrist-dagger (think hidden-blade from AC)
Interests: Assassination, brawling, training companions, gambling.
Outfit: Undercover equipment, a cowl.
Likes: Killing, money, fine weaponry, perfection.
Dislikes: Failing, alcohol, snotty rich folk, not getting paid.
Fears: Failure, capture, being succumbed to drugs or alcohol.
Second thoughts. Should I enter? Will I die? What if its flocked with guards? Kol relaxed. Everything would be fine, the info would be correct, and he'd walk into a sleeping base. This was an easy job. Lately, the business was flooding, and so Kol was rich, especially with this job. He was hired to take down a rival gang leader, a rogue knight from a distant King of Valen. The King wanted the knight dealt with, as he had some...pass relations with the King's daughter.
Kol's hand extended, the palm on the streaked wooden door. The word's "Kindly Ones Inn" faded on the crest of the building. Casually, Kol pushed forwards, readying for an army of undead warriors, or a dragon spewing immortal flames, but instead, he face two drunken guards, covered in their own spit, and the stench of alcohol reeked the hallway. One of the guards muttered something, meeting a long sleep from Kol's metal studded boot. Blood oozed from his nose, but the guard didn't seem to mind. He was somewhere else now. Kol stepped over the body, limping down the hallway. Kol's left leg had been broken severely from a fall a year ago, on his first job. He had been suggested to rest it, and of course, he didn't. Kol was reluctant and stubborn. The bone never healed, in the result of a limp. His stride punished is right leg, but that never stopped him from continuing. He approached the make-shift "barracks" which had been the main office or such of the Inn before it was taken over. Doors were located on both sides of the room, which were used for previous guests were now in-use by drowsy guards. One was awake, supposedly the night-watch. Kol strode up to him, and the man looked bewildered.
"Who...who are you!?" He blurted out.
"The guards at the front let me in. I'm here to have a meeting with Sir..." He scrapped his brain for the name of his target. How could he have forgotten?
"At this time? Are you crazy?" The guard cut off.
"Fine, I'll find him myself. Sleep." Kol stepped forward, driving a blade into his Adam's Apple, silencing him instantly. A barred door guarded a balcony, probably where the Knight would be. Kol leapt onto the counter, and pulled himself up onto the level up above. Stupid design, he thought. The balcony was filled with trash, and in the middle was a table, littered with beer bottles and fish carcasses. Seems like the Knight's let himself go. Kol walked over to the door that was faded out with the words "Staff only." He kicked the wooden door off the hinge.
Inside was a bed, linen with rich fabrics. The dressers were made of Oak, Pine and Cedar, and the aroma spread in the room almost made Kol forget what he was doing. The place was covered in chests, filled to the brim with gold coins and treasures. On the bed, lay an athletic male, brown hair, a scar over his right eye, and a trimmed beard. He would be deemed as attractive, Kol supposed. He lay next to a woman, who hadn't even notice the door falling off, but he had. The man rolled out of bed, naked besides the sheet he held to his lower body. With his off hand, he clutched a pathetic dagger. Before he could say a word, Kol had drawn, nocked, and released his crossbow into the woman's neck. The man screamed out insults, just before Kol ran forward and drove his fist into the man's chest, winding him, and knocking him onto a table. Kol's hand grasped the man's throat, prohibiting him from speaking. Kol stared into his brown eyes, and he caught something. Himself. Kol stepped back, letting go of the man he held. As he did so, the man screeched out, and guards swarmed the room.
"Who the hell are you?" Kol bellowed
"I'd say the same!" The man ordered his guards to grab Kol, but Kol was too fast. He grabbed the window sill and leapt out onto the rooftops. I will not get caught. Guards pursued him, and lights flickered across the streets, waking neighbours from the sound of commotion on the rooftops. Kol spun around, flying daggers into the bodies chasing him. He dove off the roof, landing onto the street. He made as many turns as he could, but realized he'd just ran in a circle, and infront of him was the Inn. And infront of that, was the target. Kol drew two knives, throwing them in succession, but just as the blades left his hand, a man stepped in front.
"Lord Teska, we've lost the fugitive.. ack..!" The guard's corpse landed aside, and Teska drew his long blade, charging at Kol, all sanity lost in his eyes.
Kol froze. Teska? That was his name. And that was his look, his eyes. Who was this man? But before he could decide, Teska's sword slashed him across the chest. Not fatal, but scarring. Kol's hand spread to the blood, trying to stop the bleeding.
"Assassin. You're days are over!" He leapt with his sword again, but Kol was ready, and rolled back.
"Hold on! He said your name was Teska!" Kol took a moment to breathe. "Where... where do you come from?"
"Why should I say, scum? Hm? Guards, kill him." He turned off, spiting. "Just... kill him."
Guards flocked Kol, spearing towards him with drawn swords and axes. Kol dispatched them rapidly, and made his way up to Teska. "My name is Kol Teska. I was born in Cjorin."
"Hah, scum from my own homeland? And your name is T..." The Lord stepped back.
"Father." Kol stepped to embrace him.
Teska was reluctant, but realized the truth. "My son!" He ran forward and hugged Kol as hard as he can.
"I love you." Tears flooded Kol's eyes as he drove his knife through his father's chest.. Kol ripped a token off his father's jacket, and slide it into his pouch. He strived past the bodies, and walked into the Inn, heading up to his father's room, and filling his pouches with as much loot as he could. Another day, another job.
Name : Kol Teska
Date of Birth: October 15th
Age: Unknown? Younger than his father, who was 46 when dead.
Gender : Male
Homeland: Cjorin, a Nordic settlement.
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Facial Hair: Rugged Beard
Hair Style: Usually left untouched, hanging low to his shoulders, or done up in a pony tail when working.
Scars: Many scars across body, unhealable bruise on left knee from fall.
Occupation: Rightful Heir to the Kingdom of Valen, Assassin
Family: Father - Deceased, Grandfather - King of Valen, Mother - Princess of Valen.
Equipment: Crossbow, bronze plated bolts, assortment of knives, Dual Saxe Knives (Large knife for melee), Steel-toe boots, switchblade wrist-dagger (think hidden-blade from AC)
Interests: Assassination, brawling, training companions, gambling.
Outfit: Undercover equipment, a cowl.
Likes: Killing, money, fine weaponry, perfection.
Dislikes: Failing, alcohol, snotty rich folk, not getting paid.
Fears: Failure, capture, being succumbed to drugs or alcohol.
Second thoughts. Should I enter? Will I die? What if its flocked with guards? Kol relaxed. Everything would be fine, the info would be correct, and he'd walk into a sleeping base. This was an easy job. Lately, the business was flooding, and so Kol was rich, especially with this job. He was hired to take down a rival gang leader, a rogue knight from a distant King of Valen. The King wanted the knight dealt with, as he had some...pass relations with the King's daughter.
Kol's hand extended, the palm on the streaked wooden door. The word's "Kindly Ones Inn" faded on the crest of the building. Casually, Kol pushed forwards, readying for an army of undead warriors, or a dragon spewing immortal flames, but instead, he face two drunken guards, covered in their own spit, and the stench of alcohol reeked the hallway. One of the guards muttered something, meeting a long sleep from Kol's metal studded boot. Blood oozed from his nose, but the guard didn't seem to mind. He was somewhere else now. Kol stepped over the body, limping down the hallway. Kol's left leg had been broken severely from a fall a year ago, on his first job. He had been suggested to rest it, and of course, he didn't. Kol was reluctant and stubborn. The bone never healed, in the result of a limp. His stride punished is right leg, but that never stopped him from continuing. He approached the make-shift "barracks" which had been the main office or such of the Inn before it was taken over. Doors were located on both sides of the room, which were used for previous guests were now in-use by drowsy guards. One was awake, supposedly the night-watch. Kol strode up to him, and the man looked bewildered.
"Who...who are you!?" He blurted out.
"The guards at the front let me in. I'm here to have a meeting with Sir..." He scrapped his brain for the name of his target. How could he have forgotten?
"At this time? Are you crazy?" The guard cut off.
"Fine, I'll find him myself. Sleep." Kol stepped forward, driving a blade into his Adam's Apple, silencing him instantly. A barred door guarded a balcony, probably where the Knight would be. Kol leapt onto the counter, and pulled himself up onto the level up above. Stupid design, he thought. The balcony was filled with trash, and in the middle was a table, littered with beer bottles and fish carcasses. Seems like the Knight's let himself go. Kol walked over to the door that was faded out with the words "Staff only." He kicked the wooden door off the hinge.
Inside was a bed, linen with rich fabrics. The dressers were made of Oak, Pine and Cedar, and the aroma spread in the room almost made Kol forget what he was doing. The place was covered in chests, filled to the brim with gold coins and treasures. On the bed, lay an athletic male, brown hair, a scar over his right eye, and a trimmed beard. He would be deemed as attractive, Kol supposed. He lay next to a woman, who hadn't even notice the door falling off, but he had. The man rolled out of bed, naked besides the sheet he held to his lower body. With his off hand, he clutched a pathetic dagger. Before he could say a word, Kol had drawn, nocked, and released his crossbow into the woman's neck. The man screamed out insults, just before Kol ran forward and drove his fist into the man's chest, winding him, and knocking him onto a table. Kol's hand grasped the man's throat, prohibiting him from speaking. Kol stared into his brown eyes, and he caught something. Himself. Kol stepped back, letting go of the man he held. As he did so, the man screeched out, and guards swarmed the room.
"Who the hell are you?" Kol bellowed
"I'd say the same!" The man ordered his guards to grab Kol, but Kol was too fast. He grabbed the window sill and leapt out onto the rooftops. I will not get caught. Guards pursued him, and lights flickered across the streets, waking neighbours from the sound of commotion on the rooftops. Kol spun around, flying daggers into the bodies chasing him. He dove off the roof, landing onto the street. He made as many turns as he could, but realized he'd just ran in a circle, and infront of him was the Inn. And infront of that, was the target. Kol drew two knives, throwing them in succession, but just as the blades left his hand, a man stepped in front.
"Lord Teska, we've lost the fugitive.. ack..!" The guard's corpse landed aside, and Teska drew his long blade, charging at Kol, all sanity lost in his eyes.
Kol froze. Teska? That was his name. And that was his look, his eyes. Who was this man? But before he could decide, Teska's sword slashed him across the chest. Not fatal, but scarring. Kol's hand spread to the blood, trying to stop the bleeding.
"Assassin. You're days are over!" He leapt with his sword again, but Kol was ready, and rolled back.
"Hold on! He said your name was Teska!" Kol took a moment to breathe. "Where... where do you come from?"
"Why should I say, scum? Hm? Guards, kill him." He turned off, spiting. "Just... kill him."
Guards flocked Kol, spearing towards him with drawn swords and axes. Kol dispatched them rapidly, and made his way up to Teska. "My name is Kol Teska. I was born in Cjorin."
"Hah, scum from my own homeland? And your name is T..." The Lord stepped back.
"Father." Kol stepped to embrace him.
Teska was reluctant, but realized the truth. "My son!" He ran forward and hugged Kol as hard as he can.
"I love you." Tears flooded Kol's eyes as he drove his knife through his father's chest.. Kol ripped a token off his father's jacket, and slide it into his pouch. He strived past the bodies, and walked into the Inn, heading up to his father's room, and filling his pouches with as much loot as he could. Another day, another job.
As I updated it on wrp a little past week I might as well post it here....
Character's Full Name: Lady Semiramis Miziria Esmeralda d'Orindell-Tremelay
Character's Date of Birth: February 22nd
Character's Age:43 34....
Character's Gender: Female
Character's Nationality: Sarranid
Character's Skin Color: bronze
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Long and usually artful set up, she treats her curly hair with lotions daily to make it waveless and glossy
Body Markings: several Earrings and piercings, a filigrane gold chain leading from a ring in her nose to a ring in her ear, tattoos on her breasts: a white rose on the left one, a red rose on the right one.
Occupation: Vassal of Sultan Hakim and Lady of Dragonfell
Interests: keeping economy in her lands up, equipping her army better, maintaining her personal safety and comfort
Style of Dress: Expensive cloth that fits her body size, lots of jewelry
Likes: Eating good, young men, wine, smoking, Sarranid bred horses like Hunters
Dislikes: Dirty people, being hungry for more then a few minutes, walking on foot, the swadian government
Fears: To run out of tobacco or candy, to be called fat, to get hurt
Allergies: Cabbagge.
Personality: A beautiful Lady, sometimes seeming a bit childish when not in public, but pretty aware of her status (which may make some call her arrogant), an excellent diplomat, negotiator and seducer, and A turncoat that managed to survive under countless rulers. She negotiated lots of (less or more) important peace treaties (and caused even more wars, as haters would say). It's an open secret to those around her she had more men in her bed then the average harbor whore in Sargoth. But those caught in the net, can never say if her Ladyship has plans for them, wants something specific, or simply seeks distraction- and so many have already fallen trough, and hit the ground even harder when getting sober from her charms again.
In Praven and the Oasis palace she almost completely recovered from her weak status, though the terrible experience of being thrown in a cell and being cut off what she is used to have left deep scars on her.
Appearance: She is perfectly dressed at anytime of the day. As a well-educated Sarranid Noblewoman she is well aware of how to make her body more desirable with the use of a little coal, henna and blueberry juice.
The good life has left its marks over the years, and Her Ladyship usually wears a corsettage under her dress to hide a few pounds.
Sometimes she wears armor all the day as she is afraid of people wanting to kill her.
After giving birth to her twins, she is reduced to her former overweight, and has re-found her elegance.
Brief History:
As the Daughter of an Emir of the Sarranid lands, Semiramis was raised in a golden cage and educated to be the Household leader in some other Noble's harem. At the age of 16, when her marriage should take place, she escaped her Homelands and fled to the Kingdom of Swadia with the help of her cousin.
After she lost him when some bandits attacked the pair, she was all alone wandering around near Jelkala, when she was picked up by a Local noble, Sir Orindell, who immediately fell in love with her and asked her to marry her.
Their wedding was a disaster, A huge bandit gang tried to disturb the ceremony and succeeded as so far as tey managed to knock out the bride before the Duke's guards struck the brigands down.
The ceremony was held again, this time under great secrecy and with a fake bride that had the job to lure the brigands away so the ceremony could be held without any further issues.
A few months she lived happily with her husband and her stepson, until Sir Orindell was called to war and left his family at home. Semi, as she is called by most of her friends, fell in love with her husbands best friend, Sir Bernard de Tremelay. When he wanted to force her to decide, she declined as she was married to Orindell and had to care for her status.
Meanwhile, she ran a great brothel in the Lands of her husband, making her tons of money.
When her step-son Gavin found out that she was not only running the establishment, but cheating on his father with Sir Bernard, he ran mad and accused her for treachery and similar. As Archduke Tirok did not find interest in his insults, Gavin went to get assistance from the church and talked to Cardinal Franco, the one who celebrated the marriage, to trial his stepmother for breaking the holy oath of marriage.
Luckily, this was just the time Orindell arrived back at home. Gavin's report made him kinda shocked, but Semiramis managed to set herself in scene as a victim of the situation, suffering under the pressure of being alone on the one hand and having to keep her husbands Land running on the other. Bernard took most of the blame on him and was judged to leave the land for three years.
Nonetheless her neck was out of the rope for now, There was a lot of dust to be covered.
Semiramis handed her brothel guards nice uniforms with her personal banner, two roses in red over white and vice versa, Set up some manifest and founded the so called "Order of the Rose".
Though it was an official Knighthood order with the Pope's blessing, everybody in the Land pretty much knew it was merely the cover to legitimate Semiramis' former business.
The order was prosperizing for a long period in which she managed to keep the Land peaceful and the inhabitants well-fed.
The Order had a Castle at the Coast near the Sarranian Border (So the travel for fresh slaves wasn't too long, or so they said) and due to clever economic management and the proper combination of panem et circenses She was able to establish a long-lasting period of peace.
When Orindell died of natural causes a few years later, she was finally able to marry the second great love of her life, Bernard de Tremelay. Altough both of them had grown older, their love was burning like when they first met after Orindell asked him to watch out for her while he was away.
They had happy years, and Semiramis ran the "Order of the Rose" while Bernard cared for the houses belongins or was away at warfare. This was the time when Sebastian became her bodyguard.
Seeing one of many who had fallen to her in him first, She did slightly more then appreciate his good service. But soon, she found fun in acting as if she did not notice in any way that Sebastian was more interested in her than it fitted a bodyguard.
Long story told short, she succesfully managed to make him take advantage of her. But Hey, "Don't forget that you raped me once" makes a fantastic argument if you want something from someone.
Her love-hate with Sebastian grew further, and it culminated in a pathetic try of storming the Knight's quarters with a mob of angry peasants. Thankfully Bernard returned from war a few weeks later and reasoned with her, otherwise it could have ended worse. This way, she simply gave up on leading the decimated Order and returned to her Husband's Ownings.
When Bernard died in Battle a few years later (or so she was told...) She seemed to seriously lose joy in life, no matter the various efforts of her friends to cheer her up. Unlike when Orindell died, and she had Bernards shoulder to sob, She now had no one who was that close to her anymore.
Falling in serious depression, Semiramis slowly watched the degenerating of her Homelands, not able to handle even smallest tasks. When she received word Sebastian had made it far in some small area on the other side of the Swadian border, she decided it was time to start from new as well, and you start new best with old friends (of which she doesn't have that much anymore as she survived most of her generation)
Arriving in the border are called Lvennkhall, she looked herself around and found a nice, obviously unoccupied estate fitting her demands. While she made herself at home, she sent her Guardsmen to talk to Sebastian and tell him her location, as she expected him to visit her.
Well, when her guardsmen came back and tell her that Sebastian can't visit her here as it would be considered "an act of war" if he walked on this Land, she was definitely not amused.
She travelled to the border with her guard and asked the Rhodok guard what that was about. And, Surprise, Surprise, No one has an actual Idea why they aren't allowed to Pass each others Lands. as usual, the original reason for the hostilities has long been forgotten and those who knew more about probably fell victim to the war.
Lord Anzey of the Rhodoks gave her a small audience which she left with mixed feelings, as he definitely is not the person whom she likes to have around her. Besides that he ain't got no manners, he made a pretty disturbed first impression on her and she takes him for someone who suffers from heavy trauma, a character trait she finds rather annoying as it makes people unpredictable and hard to reason with. Nonetheless, she will have to handle this relationship somehow if she wants support from an official side (which she does, she likes legality)
When she was called a "Rhodokian Noble who shoould better stay on their side of the Border" from Sebastian (though she is not officially linked with any Rhodokian government or officials, he probably just thought that when the guards asked him to visit her) she (once again) had it with men and their stupid arguments over inches of ground.
Her main goal is to find out now why on earth anybody build that giant wall in the marvelous valley, and to gather enough intel or incriminating infos to force a peace treaty on the area. as she's usually good in finding out which string to pull for what to happen, she is pretty confident She can solve this over time.
Walls are built to keep peasants out, not to separate brethren from each other. Time someone tells the people of this area.
Three days in the area and the hope to just move in and make herself comfortable already perished, when she woke up on Tuesday to find her men over the border, where Lord Anzey had lead them to escort him for negotitaions. When Semiramis arrived late at Dragonfell castle, she was just in time to prevent bloodshed between her men and the soldiers of Jarl Swentibold, who were securing the castle for the meeting. When the negotiatons was over, they safely returned over the border.
Returned at home, her guards reported to her they found a tunnel high up in the ruined village over the estate. As it seems, the Swadians enter the Rhodok Land trough these as they wish. So much for walls.
Later this evening, she welcomed Sir Timothy's offer to amuse her.
Enjyoing her breakfest the next day, a young men came knocking to the estate, asking if there was a little bread to share. Good mooded, she allowed him to sit at the table and eat what was left from the servant's plate.
Turned out the young man was a Dragonfell Guardsman who had secretly passed the border in search of food. As he seemed harmless to her and was not armed, she let him go in peace. For her kindness, the man offered to hunt for her in the Dragonfell wood, an offer which she happily accepted, knowing well that nothing feeds hungry bears and men as well as fresh meat.
When Sir Timothy woke up, he was openly surprised to see her, which pretty much amused her, she would not be surprised if she saw him when waking up after a night in his bed, after all. But probably he first thought that he was at home in his room and just had had a wonderful dream, or something.
Later that day, an errand brought a message from a so called Jarl Swentibold, who appearently had some property in the Swadian Land.
When she met with the man at the Border over the river, she quickly figured out that the matter to be discuss was some annoying argument between common soldiers. Long story short told, an agreement was reached, and Jarl Swentibold was convinced that it is beneath the status of a noble to involve in common men's pity fights.
Late that night she was called to the border with her men again. Obviously, Sir Hector and Sir Sebastian had gathered a few men, Lord Anzey had as well, and a duel about someones honour (she din't really grasp about whose honour this was about, to be honest) was about to start. A blond man named Alan fought for Anzey, while William, the man hunting for her, fought for Sebastian.
The swadian duelist won, and Lord Anzey was seriously disappointed in his Knight. But his reaction was nothing compared to Timothy Gutlans' reaction. He had wanted to fight initially and now heavily humiliated the warrior who was unable to defend himself, physicaly and morally. When the encounter was over, he got seriously beaten up again by Timothy behind the wall.
Besides that surprisingly Sebastian himself was able to hold himself against the Lady's candidate Fella, which made her lose 500 denars, and Lord Anzey as well. Fella was really down after this and swore he would beat Sebastian the next time (or asap when I get him 2 shields, better armor and a bastard sword, she refused that offer for now due to lack of supplies).
As Sir Timothy was unavailable in the afternoon, Her Ladyship had helped herself out with a pretty guardsman. This was indeed not the worst choice, because when Sir Timothy arrived in the evening, he quickly emptied three cups of wine and began sobbing about some Love he lost to Alan. Although this pretty much went on her nerves, she grinned and beared lending him her ear before he fell asleep drunk.
After she lay in a coma for several days, the murder of Sir Gutlans and the following funeral deeply saddened Semi, as Sir Timothy was one of the few people whose company she honestly enjoyed in the area.
Thankfully, she was able to use this events to restructure what was left of Rhodoks, and now tries to once again make the Rhodoks a force to be reckoned with- Not least thanks to the Mercenary gang of the Red Moon that serves her loyally.
After the latest escalation of the Aggressions in the area, Semiramis successfuly made it look like she was the victim of Dragonfell and Nord aggressions in the first way and was able to get hold of the dead Count Anzey's land under Swadian banner.
She has met Jarl Swentibold meanwhile and was able to slightly better up their relation.
She hopes to meet Sir Hector again though, as he safed her in the siege of the former Rhodok castle from getting killed by the bloodlusty Dragonfell Soldiers.
Now under Swadian Service, Semiramis' duties drastically changed. Had she been her own master on the Rhodok side and not really responsible to anyone due to Anzey's consistent absence, she now had to take care of her neighbours needs and had to grant weapon aid to Lady Cherise as a vassal of the Swadian King.
As it was the Swadian land that caused all the aggressions, it did not take long until Lady Cherise came to demand this weapon aid: Jarl Swentibold and his forces had been reported to have caused several issues on Sirmen's land, and on a cloudy Monday afternoon they attacked the Count's castle.
When Semiramis' force finally arrived at Sirmen castle, the battle was already over. The Nords were mainly beaten, but one of the Jarl's Huscarls had Count Sirmen captive with a blade at his throat.
Sirmen set his own life higher then the law, and so the Nords was granted safe conduct. They demanded to hold Sirmen as hostage until they reached their Jarls land, but agreed when Semiramis proposed to take her instead of Sirmen, who had been wounded in battle.
The Nords retreated, but the Battle of Sirmen castle was only the opening to the conflict that should go voer nearly three weeks. Semiramis tried to keep them from open conflict during this and partly suceeded, as there were no real battles, but the Nords moved out for several raids in the Sirmen lands and once they even went as far as to attack peasants on Tremelay lands. This was when Semiramis decided to force Cherise to set and end to this nonsense.
Sadly, Cherise decided otherwise.
Her husband, Sir Orindell, was not confident with his role at her court, and demanded more authority. Strangely though he did not decide to talk about this with his wife, who would gladly have given away some of the lot of things she was bothered with and had to take care of. Instead, he decided to move her out of the way and steal what she had achieved during his absence.
He worked on corrupting a few of Semiramis' guards, Sergeant Ray the most prominent of them. He surprised Lady Cherise with some made up accusations, caught her late at night when she was tired and simply agreed to get rid of him.
He went into his wifes bathrom with four armed men after all her loyal soldiers had went asleep, and she found herself in a prison cell again on Lady Cherises order and Orindells will.
Lady Cherise pretended that nothing had happened for almost three days, during those Semiramis did not sleep in her guest room in Lvennkhals city keep. In the end, she was reported that Cherise had funded her husband to build up his own guard instead of finally coming to talk to her and take care of her complaints.
Cherise went to her, and confronted with the fact she had helped an usurper she decided to not admit her mistake, but throw Semiramis in a cell instead.
One hour later, Orindell was dead.
Cherise ignored the law for three more days during those she refused to explain to Semiramis why she had sent Orindell to arrest her, and why she had funded him instead of protecting Semiramis' rightful property.
After that, a show trial was set up to judge Semiramis for Orindell's death, the only thing they actually could find.
Betrayed by her daughter and her liege, Semiramis also was separated from her beloved husband, Bernard. He believed his daughter more then his wife, and thus got more and more distant to her, making her further desperate.
She became more and more unstable, desoriented and aggressive and almost fully lost her self control.
When her own daughter cut her arm and Semiramis saw her own blood, she was totally shocked. She tried to take care for her daughter, but again she fled her mother for unknown reasons.
Again, she was arrested for no reason, this time by the new Lord of Lvennkhal, a James Holden who brought absolutely no references.
One week she was let in jail with no one speaking to her, no one getting her food or even water. What mind she had left, was lost during these days in the dark.
The second show trial, where she was found not guilty, but still punished as it pleased the Lord so, she did barely notice as she still was worrying about her daughter who did refuse to speak to her.
When she came home, her castle was abandoned and several people had probably granted themselves entrance and looted some of her property. After all, none of the Lords of the area ever was able or trying to prevent crime, so it was no wonder her Fortress had stayed unguarded and not been taken care off during her absence.
A day after her release, Lord Holden once again assembled his troops in her courtyard. She denied him entrance, and he immediately ordered is men to break the door. General Atrus though kept them back and managed to convince Semiramis he only wished to speak to her. She granted him entrance, alone.
Atrus went up unarmed and alone and tried to calm her down with a little success. Being patient and understanding, he managed to bring her to her senses more and more. However, this was interrupted by Lord Holden again who decided to charge in her bedroom with all of his men.
Semiramis went from her furious anger to blind panic when Holdens men drew their swords, and she ran to the balcony and jumped off.
Picked up by Atrus, the swadian Soldiers and her only current guard, she was brought in her bedroom and treated by a ranger with medical knowledge.
As soon as she woke up, she decided to leave the area as quickly as possible with only a few trusted companions, as this hostile environment seems not the fitting place to recover from her state.
Elsewhere, she can relax and recover unthreatened and waits until Holden has finished digging his grave.
Evading her enemies to Praven, Semiramis took refuge at King Harlaus‘ court. The King soon went to war with the Sarranids, and due to Semiramis‘ famous administrative skills she became appointed Gouvernor of Praven and the surrounding lands (of course there was those foul-mouthed people that claimed to know the King had choosen her to reward a different kind of service, as usual).
Residing in a luxurious palace near the capital, Semiramis managed to find some inner peace again, and got back to her usual lifestyle pretty soon, for which she began to empty the tax coffers meant fort he King.
This almost led to a revolt oft the royal regiment left behind to protect the capital, the Ostpravener Infantry Regiment. Due to not being paid regurlarly, they threatened to occupy the capital (which at this time was mainly controlled by Semiramis‘ own House guard), and would probably have done so if Semiramis had not at the last time managed to send an emissary with a major part oft he money to their garrison east of Praven.
Aside of this, she only had to face minor threats from bandits and revolting local nobles, and was able to make the capital city of Swadia prosper as long time not before.
Semiramis invested the gold mainly in the upgrades of her personal residence near Praven.
The palace called the „Oasis“ soon became the most famous and popular place amongst the Central Swadian nobility, and the feasts there set a new standard for decadence and exorbitance.
Semiramis imported douzens of slaves from the Sarranid desert to work at her estate and in the royal goldmines, and pressed the last out of Praven’s lower class. At least she could claim that her law was the only law around, so the crime rate was pretty low, the peasants did not revolt that often and the harvests went pretty well.
When her daughter Shanela came to visit her mother, she was able to field a huge military parade in honour of her child on the road from Suno- including the Ostpravener Infantry regiment, which had received it’s payment, even if delayed, and was on duty again.
Nonetheless, the meeting did not make her as happy as she had hoped, as her daughter still refused to open herself, despite of her obviously being in deep trouble.
Semiramis still got first hand reports oft he situation in Lvennkhal after Lord James Holden had took over, as Lydia Silveria was accompanying her daughter.
In the evening a feast was held, but her daughter soon retreated from the table and asked allowance to leave.
After this event, Semiramis knew on the inside she had lost her daughter. She had welcomed her in love and glory, presented all her might and riches, offered it all to her- but Shanela had refused to ask for help, had even refused to just tell her what was bothering her.
Semiramis went on with her life at this very point, and when a few days later the letter from Lvennkhal came, she knew what had happened before breaking the seal. She did not even spend a single tear, her daughter had cost her enough tears. She swore herself Lord Holden would have to pay for his deeds quickly though.
While sellswords from all over the land travelled to Praven and swore to kill James Holden in her name for her money, fate decided to deny her her revenge, when Holden suddenly was reported to have fled the land with unknown destination, trying to escape the revolting army, the local peasants, the hired murderers and the King’s justice as well, as it had turned out the valley and it’s army had suffered badly from his reign, and Shanela’s death had only thrown more straw on the glooming fire.
Rebellion rised in all the valley, and Lord Holden left nothing aside from an empty treasury and a desolate armory. His favoured friends either fled alongside him, or managed to deny to have part in his crimes and served others from now on.
The last she got to hear of James Holden was the report of his horse being shot down, but him escaping barely wounded on the road from Uxkhal to Halmar near the Khergit border area.
To her greatest annoyance, King Harlaus, victoriously returning from war, had reports about the revolts in the Lvennkhal area and appointed Semiramis to inspect her demesne, take care oft he rebellion and make sure Lvennkhal and it’s surroundings would soon be profitable for her liege (of course there were the usual foul voices here, which claimed to know the King just wanted her removed from court as he had found a younger courtesan in his war).
To the King’s greatest annoyance, he had to find out Semiramis pretty much plundered his treasury for her luxurious lifestyle and estate after she had left and his men went trough the books (it is told he peed in the King’s pool in the Oasis of anger when told the number of denarii)
Being back in Lvennkhal, she found a more then confusing situation. The new Count Berga had left her keys fort the castle and command over the city guard, but was unwilling or unable to give her audience.
First suspecting Berga to hide something, she was to discover when inspecting the books and inventory, that Holden hat probably not only embezzled the valley’s tax money, but also a lot of heavy military issue which was nowhere to be found -
although Semiramis knew from her own experience that equipment had been delivered all the past half year and the Swadian forces been heavily resupplied from the central land, the armories in the valley’s castle contained only rags and scrap metal at this time.
Semiramis decided that her first task was to find out what had happened to the missing equipment and where Holden had moved the money, but Count Berga was unwilling to give her any assistance or information, he still denied her an audience. She followed the other traces she had, and managed to track down one of Holden’s officers, who claimed to not personally be involved in anything, but at least confirmed that Lord Holden indeed tried to squeeze out every possible dime out oft he valley during his short reign.
Once again, the Swadian administration had prooved incapable in all it’s actions. Holden had not been brought to justice, Berga was sitting in his room (the public suspected a serious illness as he was seldom seen in public before already) and doing nothing, while a desolate, underequipped army claimed to protect the village from brigands and Rhodoks.
While still trying to get an audience with Count Berga (who was usually told to „not fell well“ or „being asleep“ right now), Semiramis received a letter from her homeland, announcing a full out Sarranid attack combined with Rhodok support on the valley.
Being heavily disappointed by the swadian government at this time (she still mainly blamed Lady Cherise for everything that had went wrong), Semiramis decided to not alert the valley’s army in advance and just let the things play out free.
When the attack occured, the desolate state of the swadian army became obvious. The defending force, mostly formed by volunteers and unexperienced recruits, was crushed at the city gates by the superior Sarranid forces and their Rhodok allies. Semiramis was found in the castle and escorted to Dragonfell without any harm.
When later that night Malcolm MacCleod, one oft he commanding officers oft he Rhodoks, appeared to speak to her and guaranteed her the safety that nobles deserved, he did not hesitate to mention that he had refused to offer Count Berga the same security- Semiramis was openly surprised how foolish this man admitted his murder.
Nonetheless, with Berga her last possible track to find out what exactly Holden had done had died, and Semiramis had to finally bury her plans of revenge. Back then, Semiramis had no knowledge that Haifa al Siddiqui, who soon before had go to call herself „the Wolf Lady“, and claimed to be nobility nowadays (Not that anyone outside of the valley did care enough to acknowledge) had been Military Governour under James Holden for a short time.
This job placement was not only delicate as Haifa supposedly got this post for her relation to James Holden, but also as she may have in-depth knowledge of Holden’s methods of peculating money and military issue.
With Rhodoks and Sarranids in power in the valley, things changed quite a bit. Where before the Rhodoks had been a vague threat for a more or less stabile swadian government since the wall had fallen over 7 months ago, there soon was open hostilities between the different parties in the valley.
Semiramis‘ first order was to entirely destroy the old dark and molded walls of Dragonfell castle, which had for so long disturbed her view from her estate the past year.
The Sarranid Emir, appointed by Sultan Hakim, soon turned out to be an incapable young man with anger issues and lack in common sense, when he threatened to kill Lord Gregor Stanton (who had surrendered his castle to the Rhodoks after getting news oft he city’s fall) in his own castle, only being denied to do so by Semiramis randomly appearing at Stanton’s castle with huge entourage to visit him just the minute his guards had tried to shut the castle and drew blades on Stanton’s men.
As the Emir was leaving the scene, he threatened Stanton again, and told him to give up his plans to kill Haifa (who at that time was meant to marry the Emir).
Interrogating Lord Stanton about this, he claimed to know nothing, and Semiramis believed him, as there was no evidence at all pointing towards a complot.
Nonetheless Semiramis took this serious, as the Emir had the power to enforce his words on the one hand, and as he had also seemed to be convinced to know the truth to Semiramis.
Her talk with Haifa the next day was even more depressing- Semiramis constantly felt reminded to her daughter when she listened to the young woman’s half-truth’s and terrible advances to convince her of her sights. As she did not wear the rose-coloured glasses of a mother anymore, she decided to simply avoid her as much as possible- Haifa’s straight rise to power also reminded Semiramis of her daughter’s greed in a painful way.
In the end, she managed to find out that Haifa’s accusation on Stanton was based on exactly the words of one oft he most stinking, filthy thieves in the whole valley, whom she then refused to show.
Semiramis tried for a week to get to speak with the man (and then bring the arguing parties together, to show them their quarrel was caused by scheming and pretty confused local peasant).
But the Emir and Haifa denied her, and she decided to leave the valley again fort the court of Yalen, to give birth to her children there (she was in the seventh month at this time).
She decided to turn on the road though, when a rider passed by her caravan and brought notice oft he deaths oft he Emir as well as the Rhodok Lord Galenos (whom Semiramis mostly had got to known as a passionated gambler during her presence in the valley), as well as the Rhodok commander left in charge, the untold murderer MalcolmMacCleod, having arrested the last noble oft he area, Lord Gregor Stanton, based on Haifa’s accusations.
She made a short appearance at his trial and told the conspiring Haifa and the Rhodok officers, that she knew what was played here and that they would not come trough for long time with it.
She did not care enough to stay and circumvent what was going to happen, though, as for giving birth to children, Lvennkhal seemed tob e the wrong place for her.
Semiramis stayed in Yalen for four months at the court of Count Gutlans, the grandfather of her children, and gave birth to her twins in the castle. Although the Count agreed to keep the children at the court, he refused to acknowledge them as his son’s, mainly due to his wife still being driven mad of sadness over her youngest son’s death and her blaming Semiramis for what had happened to him.
The children were named Timothy and Tamorella, after their father and great-grandmother, they both have black hair.
Being out of childbed, Semiramis quickly resumed her old, expensive lifestyle, which made Count Gutlans sending her to the royal court in Jelkala soon. Her children stayed with nurses.
The always-broke King Graveth also hesitated to accomodate her on his bill, he even prefered an agreement which made him help to finance the new rising castle in Dragonfell and forced her to not visit his court for six months, and then live off her own estate and income again.
So, Semiramis went on to Veluca and found herself as guest of the House of Count Matheas of Veluca, where she, depending on the sources, had affaires with either Count Matheas himself (probably wrong, as he was captive of Sultan Hakim at this time- the Sarranids had declared war to avenge the dead Emir), his son Count Tredian (possible, but not prooved), Count Folke of Ergellon (tho whom she openly granted her tissue during a jousting tournament, although to her great disappointment the married Count actually kept the relation on a courtly level), Count Mathias‘ Captain of the watch (whom his men only called „Mister Mo-fo“ inside the guard, you better not ask what this stands for, also just a rumour as he in truth is a man dedicated to his duty) and at least half of Count Matheas‘ guard himself (definitely true) as well as the usual happily surprised peasants and citizens (also true).
Character's Full Name: Lady Semiramis Miziria Esmeralda d'Orindell-Tremelay
Character's Date of Birth: February 22nd
Character's Age:
Character's Gender: Female
Character's Nationality: Sarranid
Character's Skin Color: bronze
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Long and usually artful set up, she treats her curly hair with lotions daily to make it waveless and glossy
Body Markings: several Earrings and piercings, a filigrane gold chain leading from a ring in her nose to a ring in her ear, tattoos on her breasts: a white rose on the left one, a red rose on the right one.
Occupation: Vassal of Sultan Hakim and Lady of Dragonfell
Interests: keeping economy in her lands up, equipping her army better, maintaining her personal safety and comfort
Style of Dress: Expensive cloth that fits her body size, lots of jewelry
Likes: Eating good, young men, wine, smoking, Sarranid bred horses like Hunters
Dislikes: Dirty people, being hungry for more then a few minutes, walking on foot, the swadian government
Fears: To run out of tobacco or candy, to be called fat, to get hurt
Allergies: Cabbagge.
Personality: A beautiful Lady, sometimes seeming a bit childish when not in public, but pretty aware of her status (which may make some call her arrogant), an excellent diplomat, negotiator and seducer, and A turncoat that managed to survive under countless rulers. She negotiated lots of (less or more) important peace treaties (and caused even more wars, as haters would say). It's an open secret to those around her she had more men in her bed then the average harbor whore in Sargoth. But those caught in the net, can never say if her Ladyship has plans for them, wants something specific, or simply seeks distraction- and so many have already fallen trough, and hit the ground even harder when getting sober from her charms again.
In Praven and the Oasis palace she almost completely recovered from her weak status, though the terrible experience of being thrown in a cell and being cut off what she is used to have left deep scars on her.
Appearance: She is perfectly dressed at anytime of the day. As a well-educated Sarranid Noblewoman she is well aware of how to make her body more desirable with the use of a little coal, henna and blueberry juice.
The good life has left its marks over the years, and Her Ladyship usually wears a corsettage under her dress to hide a few pounds.
Sometimes she wears armor all the day as she is afraid of people wanting to kill her.
After giving birth to her twins, she is reduced to her former overweight, and has re-found her elegance.
Brief History:
As the Daughter of an Emir of the Sarranid lands, Semiramis was raised in a golden cage and educated to be the Household leader in some other Noble's harem. At the age of 16, when her marriage should take place, she escaped her Homelands and fled to the Kingdom of Swadia with the help of her cousin.
After she lost him when some bandits attacked the pair, she was all alone wandering around near Jelkala, when she was picked up by a Local noble, Sir Orindell, who immediately fell in love with her and asked her to marry her.
Their wedding was a disaster, A huge bandit gang tried to disturb the ceremony and succeeded as so far as tey managed to knock out the bride before the Duke's guards struck the brigands down.
The ceremony was held again, this time under great secrecy and with a fake bride that had the job to lure the brigands away so the ceremony could be held without any further issues.
A few months she lived happily with her husband and her stepson, until Sir Orindell was called to war and left his family at home. Semi, as she is called by most of her friends, fell in love with her husbands best friend, Sir Bernard de Tremelay. When he wanted to force her to decide, she declined as she was married to Orindell and had to care for her status.
Meanwhile, she ran a great brothel in the Lands of her husband, making her tons of money.
When her step-son Gavin found out that she was not only running the establishment, but cheating on his father with Sir Bernard, he ran mad and accused her for treachery and similar. As Archduke Tirok did not find interest in his insults, Gavin went to get assistance from the church and talked to Cardinal Franco, the one who celebrated the marriage, to trial his stepmother for breaking the holy oath of marriage.
Luckily, this was just the time Orindell arrived back at home. Gavin's report made him kinda shocked, but Semiramis managed to set herself in scene as a victim of the situation, suffering under the pressure of being alone on the one hand and having to keep her husbands Land running on the other. Bernard took most of the blame on him and was judged to leave the land for three years.
Nonetheless her neck was out of the rope for now, There was a lot of dust to be covered.
Semiramis handed her brothel guards nice uniforms with her personal banner, two roses in red over white and vice versa, Set up some manifest and founded the so called "Order of the Rose".
Though it was an official Knighthood order with the Pope's blessing, everybody in the Land pretty much knew it was merely the cover to legitimate Semiramis' former business.
The order was prosperizing for a long period in which she managed to keep the Land peaceful and the inhabitants well-fed.
The Order had a Castle at the Coast near the Sarranian Border (So the travel for fresh slaves wasn't too long, or so they said) and due to clever economic management and the proper combination of panem et circenses She was able to establish a long-lasting period of peace.
When Orindell died of natural causes a few years later, she was finally able to marry the second great love of her life, Bernard de Tremelay. Altough both of them had grown older, their love was burning like when they first met after Orindell asked him to watch out for her while he was away.
They had happy years, and Semiramis ran the "Order of the Rose" while Bernard cared for the houses belongins or was away at warfare. This was the time when Sebastian became her bodyguard.
Seeing one of many who had fallen to her in him first, She did slightly more then appreciate his good service. But soon, she found fun in acting as if she did not notice in any way that Sebastian was more interested in her than it fitted a bodyguard.
Long story told short, she succesfully managed to make him take advantage of her. But Hey, "Don't forget that you raped me once" makes a fantastic argument if you want something from someone.
Her love-hate with Sebastian grew further, and it culminated in a pathetic try of storming the Knight's quarters with a mob of angry peasants. Thankfully Bernard returned from war a few weeks later and reasoned with her, otherwise it could have ended worse. This way, she simply gave up on leading the decimated Order and returned to her Husband's Ownings.
When Bernard died in Battle a few years later (or so she was told...) She seemed to seriously lose joy in life, no matter the various efforts of her friends to cheer her up. Unlike when Orindell died, and she had Bernards shoulder to sob, She now had no one who was that close to her anymore.
Falling in serious depression, Semiramis slowly watched the degenerating of her Homelands, not able to handle even smallest tasks. When she received word Sebastian had made it far in some small area on the other side of the Swadian border, she decided it was time to start from new as well, and you start new best with old friends (of which she doesn't have that much anymore as she survived most of her generation)
Arriving in the border are called Lvennkhall, she looked herself around and found a nice, obviously unoccupied estate fitting her demands. While she made herself at home, she sent her Guardsmen to talk to Sebastian and tell him her location, as she expected him to visit her.
Well, when her guardsmen came back and tell her that Sebastian can't visit her here as it would be considered "an act of war" if he walked on this Land, she was definitely not amused.
She travelled to the border with her guard and asked the Rhodok guard what that was about. And, Surprise, Surprise, No one has an actual Idea why they aren't allowed to Pass each others Lands. as usual, the original reason for the hostilities has long been forgotten and those who knew more about probably fell victim to the war.
Lord Anzey of the Rhodoks gave her a small audience which she left with mixed feelings, as he definitely is not the person whom she likes to have around her. Besides that he ain't got no manners, he made a pretty disturbed first impression on her and she takes him for someone who suffers from heavy trauma, a character trait she finds rather annoying as it makes people unpredictable and hard to reason with. Nonetheless, she will have to handle this relationship somehow if she wants support from an official side (which she does, she likes legality)
When she was called a "Rhodokian Noble who shoould better stay on their side of the Border" from Sebastian (though she is not officially linked with any Rhodokian government or officials, he probably just thought that when the guards asked him to visit her) she (once again) had it with men and their stupid arguments over inches of ground.
Her main goal is to find out now why on earth anybody build that giant wall in the marvelous valley, and to gather enough intel or incriminating infos to force a peace treaty on the area. as she's usually good in finding out which string to pull for what to happen, she is pretty confident She can solve this over time.
Walls are built to keep peasants out, not to separate brethren from each other. Time someone tells the people of this area.
Three days in the area and the hope to just move in and make herself comfortable already perished, when she woke up on Tuesday to find her men over the border, where Lord Anzey had lead them to escort him for negotitaions. When Semiramis arrived late at Dragonfell castle, she was just in time to prevent bloodshed between her men and the soldiers of Jarl Swentibold, who were securing the castle for the meeting. When the negotiatons was over, they safely returned over the border.
Returned at home, her guards reported to her they found a tunnel high up in the ruined village over the estate. As it seems, the Swadians enter the Rhodok Land trough these as they wish. So much for walls.
Later this evening, she welcomed Sir Timothy's offer to amuse her.
Enjyoing her breakfest the next day, a young men came knocking to the estate, asking if there was a little bread to share. Good mooded, she allowed him to sit at the table and eat what was left from the servant's plate.
Turned out the young man was a Dragonfell Guardsman who had secretly passed the border in search of food. As he seemed harmless to her and was not armed, she let him go in peace. For her kindness, the man offered to hunt for her in the Dragonfell wood, an offer which she happily accepted, knowing well that nothing feeds hungry bears and men as well as fresh meat.
When Sir Timothy woke up, he was openly surprised to see her, which pretty much amused her, she would not be surprised if she saw him when waking up after a night in his bed, after all. But probably he first thought that he was at home in his room and just had had a wonderful dream, or something.
Later that day, an errand brought a message from a so called Jarl Swentibold, who appearently had some property in the Swadian Land.
When she met with the man at the Border over the river, she quickly figured out that the matter to be discuss was some annoying argument between common soldiers. Long story short told, an agreement was reached, and Jarl Swentibold was convinced that it is beneath the status of a noble to involve in common men's pity fights.
Late that night she was called to the border with her men again. Obviously, Sir Hector and Sir Sebastian had gathered a few men, Lord Anzey had as well, and a duel about someones honour (she din't really grasp about whose honour this was about, to be honest) was about to start. A blond man named Alan fought for Anzey, while William, the man hunting for her, fought for Sebastian.
The swadian duelist won, and Lord Anzey was seriously disappointed in his Knight. But his reaction was nothing compared to Timothy Gutlans' reaction. He had wanted to fight initially and now heavily humiliated the warrior who was unable to defend himself, physicaly and morally. When the encounter was over, he got seriously beaten up again by Timothy behind the wall.
Besides that surprisingly Sebastian himself was able to hold himself against the Lady's candidate Fella, which made her lose 500 denars, and Lord Anzey as well. Fella was really down after this and swore he would beat Sebastian the next time (or asap when I get him 2 shields, better armor and a bastard sword, she refused that offer for now due to lack of supplies).
As Sir Timothy was unavailable in the afternoon, Her Ladyship had helped herself out with a pretty guardsman. This was indeed not the worst choice, because when Sir Timothy arrived in the evening, he quickly emptied three cups of wine and began sobbing about some Love he lost to Alan. Although this pretty much went on her nerves, she grinned and beared lending him her ear before he fell asleep drunk.
After she lay in a coma for several days, the murder of Sir Gutlans and the following funeral deeply saddened Semi, as Sir Timothy was one of the few people whose company she honestly enjoyed in the area.
Thankfully, she was able to use this events to restructure what was left of Rhodoks, and now tries to once again make the Rhodoks a force to be reckoned with- Not least thanks to the Mercenary gang of the Red Moon that serves her loyally.
After the latest escalation of the Aggressions in the area, Semiramis successfuly made it look like she was the victim of Dragonfell and Nord aggressions in the first way and was able to get hold of the dead Count Anzey's land under Swadian banner.
She has met Jarl Swentibold meanwhile and was able to slightly better up their relation.
She hopes to meet Sir Hector again though, as he safed her in the siege of the former Rhodok castle from getting killed by the bloodlusty Dragonfell Soldiers.
Now under Swadian Service, Semiramis' duties drastically changed. Had she been her own master on the Rhodok side and not really responsible to anyone due to Anzey's consistent absence, she now had to take care of her neighbours needs and had to grant weapon aid to Lady Cherise as a vassal of the Swadian King.
As it was the Swadian land that caused all the aggressions, it did not take long until Lady Cherise came to demand this weapon aid: Jarl Swentibold and his forces had been reported to have caused several issues on Sirmen's land, and on a cloudy Monday afternoon they attacked the Count's castle.
When Semiramis' force finally arrived at Sirmen castle, the battle was already over. The Nords were mainly beaten, but one of the Jarl's Huscarls had Count Sirmen captive with a blade at his throat.
Sirmen set his own life higher then the law, and so the Nords was granted safe conduct. They demanded to hold Sirmen as hostage until they reached their Jarls land, but agreed when Semiramis proposed to take her instead of Sirmen, who had been wounded in battle.
The Nords retreated, but the Battle of Sirmen castle was only the opening to the conflict that should go voer nearly three weeks. Semiramis tried to keep them from open conflict during this and partly suceeded, as there were no real battles, but the Nords moved out for several raids in the Sirmen lands and once they even went as far as to attack peasants on Tremelay lands. This was when Semiramis decided to force Cherise to set and end to this nonsense.
Sadly, Cherise decided otherwise.
Her husband, Sir Orindell, was not confident with his role at her court, and demanded more authority. Strangely though he did not decide to talk about this with his wife, who would gladly have given away some of the lot of things she was bothered with and had to take care of. Instead, he decided to move her out of the way and steal what she had achieved during his absence.
He worked on corrupting a few of Semiramis' guards, Sergeant Ray the most prominent of them. He surprised Lady Cherise with some made up accusations, caught her late at night when she was tired and simply agreed to get rid of him.
He went into his wifes bathrom with four armed men after all her loyal soldiers had went asleep, and she found herself in a prison cell again on Lady Cherises order and Orindells will.
Lady Cherise pretended that nothing had happened for almost three days, during those Semiramis did not sleep in her guest room in Lvennkhals city keep. In the end, she was reported that Cherise had funded her husband to build up his own guard instead of finally coming to talk to her and take care of her complaints.
Cherise went to her, and confronted with the fact she had helped an usurper she decided to not admit her mistake, but throw Semiramis in a cell instead.
One hour later, Orindell was dead.
Cherise ignored the law for three more days during those she refused to explain to Semiramis why she had sent Orindell to arrest her, and why she had funded him instead of protecting Semiramis' rightful property.
After that, a show trial was set up to judge Semiramis for Orindell's death, the only thing they actually could find.
Betrayed by her daughter and her liege, Semiramis also was separated from her beloved husband, Bernard. He believed his daughter more then his wife, and thus got more and more distant to her, making her further desperate.
She became more and more unstable, desoriented and aggressive and almost fully lost her self control.
When her own daughter cut her arm and Semiramis saw her own blood, she was totally shocked. She tried to take care for her daughter, but again she fled her mother for unknown reasons.
Again, she was arrested for no reason, this time by the new Lord of Lvennkhal, a James Holden who brought absolutely no references.
One week she was let in jail with no one speaking to her, no one getting her food or even water. What mind she had left, was lost during these days in the dark.
The second show trial, where she was found not guilty, but still punished as it pleased the Lord so, she did barely notice as she still was worrying about her daughter who did refuse to speak to her.
When she came home, her castle was abandoned and several people had probably granted themselves entrance and looted some of her property. After all, none of the Lords of the area ever was able or trying to prevent crime, so it was no wonder her Fortress had stayed unguarded and not been taken care off during her absence.
A day after her release, Lord Holden once again assembled his troops in her courtyard. She denied him entrance, and he immediately ordered is men to break the door. General Atrus though kept them back and managed to convince Semiramis he only wished to speak to her. She granted him entrance, alone.
Atrus went up unarmed and alone and tried to calm her down with a little success. Being patient and understanding, he managed to bring her to her senses more and more. However, this was interrupted by Lord Holden again who decided to charge in her bedroom with all of his men.
Semiramis went from her furious anger to blind panic when Holdens men drew their swords, and she ran to the balcony and jumped off.
Picked up by Atrus, the swadian Soldiers and her only current guard, she was brought in her bedroom and treated by a ranger with medical knowledge.
As soon as she woke up, she decided to leave the area as quickly as possible with only a few trusted companions, as this hostile environment seems not the fitting place to recover from her state.
Elsewhere, she can relax and recover unthreatened and waits until Holden has finished digging his grave.
Evading her enemies to Praven, Semiramis took refuge at King Harlaus‘ court. The King soon went to war with the Sarranids, and due to Semiramis‘ famous administrative skills she became appointed Gouvernor of Praven and the surrounding lands (of course there was those foul-mouthed people that claimed to know the King had choosen her to reward a different kind of service, as usual).
Residing in a luxurious palace near the capital, Semiramis managed to find some inner peace again, and got back to her usual lifestyle pretty soon, for which she began to empty the tax coffers meant fort he King.
This almost led to a revolt oft the royal regiment left behind to protect the capital, the Ostpravener Infantry Regiment. Due to not being paid regurlarly, they threatened to occupy the capital (which at this time was mainly controlled by Semiramis‘ own House guard), and would probably have done so if Semiramis had not at the last time managed to send an emissary with a major part oft he money to their garrison east of Praven.
Aside of this, she only had to face minor threats from bandits and revolting local nobles, and was able to make the capital city of Swadia prosper as long time not before.
Semiramis invested the gold mainly in the upgrades of her personal residence near Praven.
The palace called the „Oasis“ soon became the most famous and popular place amongst the Central Swadian nobility, and the feasts there set a new standard for decadence and exorbitance.
Semiramis imported douzens of slaves from the Sarranid desert to work at her estate and in the royal goldmines, and pressed the last out of Praven’s lower class. At least she could claim that her law was the only law around, so the crime rate was pretty low, the peasants did not revolt that often and the harvests went pretty well.
When her daughter Shanela came to visit her mother, she was able to field a huge military parade in honour of her child on the road from Suno- including the Ostpravener Infantry regiment, which had received it’s payment, even if delayed, and was on duty again.
Nonetheless, the meeting did not make her as happy as she had hoped, as her daughter still refused to open herself, despite of her obviously being in deep trouble.
Semiramis still got first hand reports oft he situation in Lvennkhal after Lord James Holden had took over, as Lydia Silveria was accompanying her daughter.
In the evening a feast was held, but her daughter soon retreated from the table and asked allowance to leave.
After this event, Semiramis knew on the inside she had lost her daughter. She had welcomed her in love and glory, presented all her might and riches, offered it all to her- but Shanela had refused to ask for help, had even refused to just tell her what was bothering her.
Semiramis went on with her life at this very point, and when a few days later the letter from Lvennkhal came, she knew what had happened before breaking the seal. She did not even spend a single tear, her daughter had cost her enough tears. She swore herself Lord Holden would have to pay for his deeds quickly though.
While sellswords from all over the land travelled to Praven and swore to kill James Holden in her name for her money, fate decided to deny her her revenge, when Holden suddenly was reported to have fled the land with unknown destination, trying to escape the revolting army, the local peasants, the hired murderers and the King’s justice as well, as it had turned out the valley and it’s army had suffered badly from his reign, and Shanela’s death had only thrown more straw on the glooming fire.
Rebellion rised in all the valley, and Lord Holden left nothing aside from an empty treasury and a desolate armory. His favoured friends either fled alongside him, or managed to deny to have part in his crimes and served others from now on.
The last she got to hear of James Holden was the report of his horse being shot down, but him escaping barely wounded on the road from Uxkhal to Halmar near the Khergit border area.
To her greatest annoyance, King Harlaus, victoriously returning from war, had reports about the revolts in the Lvennkhal area and appointed Semiramis to inspect her demesne, take care oft he rebellion and make sure Lvennkhal and it’s surroundings would soon be profitable for her liege (of course there were the usual foul voices here, which claimed to know the King just wanted her removed from court as he had found a younger courtesan in his war).
To the King’s greatest annoyance, he had to find out Semiramis pretty much plundered his treasury for her luxurious lifestyle and estate after she had left and his men went trough the books (it is told he peed in the King’s pool in the Oasis of anger when told the number of denarii)
Being back in Lvennkhal, she found a more then confusing situation. The new Count Berga had left her keys fort the castle and command over the city guard, but was unwilling or unable to give her audience.
First suspecting Berga to hide something, she was to discover when inspecting the books and inventory, that Holden hat probably not only embezzled the valley’s tax money, but also a lot of heavy military issue which was nowhere to be found -
although Semiramis knew from her own experience that equipment had been delivered all the past half year and the Swadian forces been heavily resupplied from the central land, the armories in the valley’s castle contained only rags and scrap metal at this time.
Semiramis decided that her first task was to find out what had happened to the missing equipment and where Holden had moved the money, but Count Berga was unwilling to give her any assistance or information, he still denied her an audience. She followed the other traces she had, and managed to track down one of Holden’s officers, who claimed to not personally be involved in anything, but at least confirmed that Lord Holden indeed tried to squeeze out every possible dime out oft he valley during his short reign.
Once again, the Swadian administration had prooved incapable in all it’s actions. Holden had not been brought to justice, Berga was sitting in his room (the public suspected a serious illness as he was seldom seen in public before already) and doing nothing, while a desolate, underequipped army claimed to protect the village from brigands and Rhodoks.
While still trying to get an audience with Count Berga (who was usually told to „not fell well“ or „being asleep“ right now), Semiramis received a letter from her homeland, announcing a full out Sarranid attack combined with Rhodok support on the valley.
Being heavily disappointed by the swadian government at this time (she still mainly blamed Lady Cherise for everything that had went wrong), Semiramis decided to not alert the valley’s army in advance and just let the things play out free.
When the attack occured, the desolate state of the swadian army became obvious. The defending force, mostly formed by volunteers and unexperienced recruits, was crushed at the city gates by the superior Sarranid forces and their Rhodok allies. Semiramis was found in the castle and escorted to Dragonfell without any harm.
When later that night Malcolm MacCleod, one oft he commanding officers oft he Rhodoks, appeared to speak to her and guaranteed her the safety that nobles deserved, he did not hesitate to mention that he had refused to offer Count Berga the same security- Semiramis was openly surprised how foolish this man admitted his murder.
Nonetheless, with Berga her last possible track to find out what exactly Holden had done had died, and Semiramis had to finally bury her plans of revenge. Back then, Semiramis had no knowledge that Haifa al Siddiqui, who soon before had go to call herself „the Wolf Lady“, and claimed to be nobility nowadays (Not that anyone outside of the valley did care enough to acknowledge) had been Military Governour under James Holden for a short time.
This job placement was not only delicate as Haifa supposedly got this post for her relation to James Holden, but also as she may have in-depth knowledge of Holden’s methods of peculating money and military issue.
With Rhodoks and Sarranids in power in the valley, things changed quite a bit. Where before the Rhodoks had been a vague threat for a more or less stabile swadian government since the wall had fallen over 7 months ago, there soon was open hostilities between the different parties in the valley.
Semiramis‘ first order was to entirely destroy the old dark and molded walls of Dragonfell castle, which had for so long disturbed her view from her estate the past year.
The Sarranid Emir, appointed by Sultan Hakim, soon turned out to be an incapable young man with anger issues and lack in common sense, when he threatened to kill Lord Gregor Stanton (who had surrendered his castle to the Rhodoks after getting news oft he city’s fall) in his own castle, only being denied to do so by Semiramis randomly appearing at Stanton’s castle with huge entourage to visit him just the minute his guards had tried to shut the castle and drew blades on Stanton’s men.
As the Emir was leaving the scene, he threatened Stanton again, and told him to give up his plans to kill Haifa (who at that time was meant to marry the Emir).
Interrogating Lord Stanton about this, he claimed to know nothing, and Semiramis believed him, as there was no evidence at all pointing towards a complot.
Nonetheless Semiramis took this serious, as the Emir had the power to enforce his words on the one hand, and as he had also seemed to be convinced to know the truth to Semiramis.
Her talk with Haifa the next day was even more depressing- Semiramis constantly felt reminded to her daughter when she listened to the young woman’s half-truth’s and terrible advances to convince her of her sights. As she did not wear the rose-coloured glasses of a mother anymore, she decided to simply avoid her as much as possible- Haifa’s straight rise to power also reminded Semiramis of her daughter’s greed in a painful way.
In the end, she managed to find out that Haifa’s accusation on Stanton was based on exactly the words of one oft he most stinking, filthy thieves in the whole valley, whom she then refused to show.
Semiramis tried for a week to get to speak with the man (and then bring the arguing parties together, to show them their quarrel was caused by scheming and pretty confused local peasant).
But the Emir and Haifa denied her, and she decided to leave the valley again fort the court of Yalen, to give birth to her children there (she was in the seventh month at this time).
She decided to turn on the road though, when a rider passed by her caravan and brought notice oft he deaths oft he Emir as well as the Rhodok Lord Galenos (whom Semiramis mostly had got to known as a passionated gambler during her presence in the valley), as well as the Rhodok commander left in charge, the untold murderer MalcolmMacCleod, having arrested the last noble oft he area, Lord Gregor Stanton, based on Haifa’s accusations.
She made a short appearance at his trial and told the conspiring Haifa and the Rhodok officers, that she knew what was played here and that they would not come trough for long time with it.
She did not care enough to stay and circumvent what was going to happen, though, as for giving birth to children, Lvennkhal seemed tob e the wrong place for her.
Semiramis stayed in Yalen for four months at the court of Count Gutlans, the grandfather of her children, and gave birth to her twins in the castle. Although the Count agreed to keep the children at the court, he refused to acknowledge them as his son’s, mainly due to his wife still being driven mad of sadness over her youngest son’s death and her blaming Semiramis for what had happened to him.
The children were named Timothy and Tamorella, after their father and great-grandmother, they both have black hair.
Being out of childbed, Semiramis quickly resumed her old, expensive lifestyle, which made Count Gutlans sending her to the royal court in Jelkala soon. Her children stayed with nurses.
The always-broke King Graveth also hesitated to accomodate her on his bill, he even prefered an agreement which made him help to finance the new rising castle in Dragonfell and forced her to not visit his court for six months, and then live off her own estate and income again.
So, Semiramis went on to Veluca and found herself as guest of the House of Count Matheas of Veluca, where she, depending on the sources, had affaires with either Count Matheas himself (probably wrong, as he was captive of Sultan Hakim at this time- the Sarranids had declared war to avenge the dead Emir), his son Count Tredian (possible, but not prooved), Count Folke of Ergellon (tho whom she openly granted her tissue during a jousting tournament, although to her great disappointment the married Count actually kept the relation on a courtly level), Count Mathias‘ Captain of the watch (whom his men only called „Mister Mo-fo“ inside the guard, you better not ask what this stands for, also just a rumour as he in truth is a man dedicated to his duty) and at least half of Count Matheas‘ guard himself (definitely true) as well as the usual happily surprised peasants and citizens (also true).
I forgot to add.
Also, that photo i added was wrong big time. This is the photo
Name: Unknown.
Known As:Scorpia.
Age: Unknown, but when found, presumed to be around 20, now around 30 to 35.
Birth Place/ Nationality: From his accent somewhere in Pendor, but he has picked up a Sarranid accent and look with time living at Sarranid
Hair Colour & Type: Red, or Orange brown. Short hair, long hair slows him down, and annoys him when his helmet gets hot.
Profession: Took up the work of a "Skald" after a long fight of a battle.
Personality & Secrec ts: He has the same dream each night, of a village being burnt and raided by bandits, his nightmares show him as a child, possible himself. His mother being forced on the bed and being raped in the other room. While his father is fending off the bandits in the village, with the other retired knights. This could be the past of his childhood, but it is still unknown.
He disliked the taste of death, he tries to avoid battle (Mainly because when he fights he gets lag) mainly because he feels a mans life, is just as important as is own. Although, he has betrayed his lord/lady many of times, if he is hired by a faction. He will do as they say. An example, a faction lord wanted a friend of Scorpia's armour, he was going to capture him as a slave and kill him. Scorpia and the Townwatch knew about this, they took to arm during the arrest. After a small battle, 7 Townwatch died, but 19 of the knights were slain. Scorpia believes in justice, and truth.
Known As:Scorpia.
Age: Unknown, but when found, presumed to be around 20, now around 30 to 35.
Birth Place/ Nationality: From his accent somewhere in Pendor, but he has picked up a Sarranid accent and look with time living at Sarranid
Hair Colour & Type: Red, or Orange brown. Short hair, long hair slows him down, and annoys him when his helmet gets hot.
Profession: Took up the work of a "Skald" after a long fight of a battle.
Personality & Secrec ts: He has the same dream each night, of a village being burnt and raided by bandits, his nightmares show him as a child, possible himself. His mother being forced on the bed and being raped in the other room. While his father is fending off the bandits in the village, with the other retired knights. This could be the past of his childhood, but it is still unknown.
He disliked the taste of death, he tries to avoid battle (Mainly because when he fights he gets lag
) mainly because he feels a mans life, is just as important as is own. Although, he has betrayed his lord/lady many of times, if he is hired by a faction. He will do as they say. An example, a faction lord wanted a friend of Scorpia's armour, he was going to capture him as a slave and kill him. Scorpia and the Townwatch knew about this, they took to arm during the arrest. After a small battle, 7 Townwatch died, but 19 of the knights were slain. Scorpia believes in justice, and truth.
Ok.
@Scorpia - your profile is complete and added to the list
@Knuppel - your profile is added to the short list,
There is picture missing!
Also, with such a wall of text I will have to link "the story" to the post anyway, but I will put character description in the list like in all others profiles.
@Skallagrim - sorry. I struggle here to find the name of character you want me to use in profile. Nice story though but not very practical in this case.
Please add charcter name and general characteristic. I will link your story to char profile.
@Scorpia - your profile is complete and added to the list
@Knuppel - your profile is added to the short list,
There is picture missing!
Also, with such a wall of text I will have to link "the story" to the post anyway, but I will put character description in the list like in all others profiles.
@Skallagrim - sorry. I struggle here to find the name of character you want me to use in profile. Nice story though but not very practical in this case.
Please add charcter name and general characteristic. I will link your story to char profile.
I might add, most of this stuff is not her background but actual happenings of the past 18 months on either pw or wrp.
As for the picture, I found a nice old one from last year (a private record, she is wearing her bathrobe and giving audience to local subjects).
She is fatter then she looks there but most of you knew that, I guess
Here a picture of Semiramis in travelling outfit (Also from around September last year or so)
As for the picture, I found a nice old one from last year (a private record, she is wearing her bathrobe and giving audience to local subjects).
She is fatter then she looks there but most of you knew that, I guess
Semiramis added. I hope you like your char profile.
I suggest to remove spoiler from your story original post. If you do that then link will work perfectly.
Thanks to your profile I realise that I will have to link all stories to the posts as OP is nearly out of space.
If you( all) have any questions or requests about your char profiles, please let me know.
I suggest to remove spoiler from your story original post. If you do that then link will work perfectly.
Thanks to your profile I realise that I will have to link all stories to the posts as OP is nearly out of space.
If you( all) have any questions or requests about your char profiles, please let me know.
