Preperations (5/4, Before the Melee) (Esmee)

Warin Hallvador · 01-10-2012, 11:50 PM

This was the day that Warin had been waiting for. Oh certainly, this journey to Forsilva was in remembrance of those lost to the plague, including his Wife and youngest Son, but there had been promises of Tournament.. and though Warin did not participate in Jousts, neither have any skill with a bow, he always looked forward to the Melee, where he had often excelled.

Now he and Wictred were dressing him to compete. His boots were wrapped in wolf fur from the top of his feet to the cuffs. Above those he wore boiled leather greaves over thick woolen trousers. His loins were bound by a thick leather girdle which was also hung with wolf fur. A cuirass of black iron ring strained to cover the bulk of his chest and arms, and on his left shoulder perched a pauldron made from the skull of a polar bear with boiled leather lobster-plates running down to his wrist. His right forearm was circled by a large iron cuff in the form of a manacle. Normally, Warin wore the pelt of a polar-bear as a cloak, but today he wore a plain iron circlet worked with a 'laurel' of bronze leaves. It had been the trophy for a champion of a different tournament, and the one piece of ornamentation Warin allowed himself, beneath the band was a woven clothe which helped keep sweat form getting into his eyes.

As his son finished with the remaining buckles, Warin tested his mobility in the suit. It was the same he wore when leading his troops so it was as familiar as his own skin, but it was part of the ritual.

“Any word on how many have entered?” he asked, already knowing the answer. Wictred did not even deign to answer.

“Three of the Kings Horns though.” Warin mused. “Should be interesting.”

Esmée Fontenot · 01-11-2012, 01:33 AM

The girl had been thrilled about the festivities in Forsilvra, it was rare that she got to see the Lords of the provinces in the capital of the Kingdom. She always alone in the Castle with her mom or one of her cousins, she did not like that. Esmee was curious about the other provinces, this was a way for her to learn about the other realms that constituted the kingdom.Sure, she could not go to the events just by herself without an escort so she tried always have a chaperone with her so she could attend as many events as she wanted to.

And today was one of those opportunities, the girl was set to attend a melee. To be truthful,she was not sure what the event was but she just enjoyed seeing the knights fight against each other. For it was a break from her daily routine and it brought some entertainment to her life. Esmee loved the Archery tournament,she found it exciting to see the knights trying to shoot from such far distances and she had missed the joust which was something that she regretted. But she was not going miss the melee, she was going be there in the royal box.

Esmee gave her guards a look as she walk through the tents of the knights preparing for the tournament. She was curious about the different land, she was ready to stop in one of them to ask questions to one of the nights. But she was not sure which one yet, there were too many to chose. The girl looked around but did not settle in one yet. Esmee smiled as she saw all the houses with their colors and one caught her attention in particular. It had a horse with an anchor, she had never seen them before and it had sparked her curiosity.

Esmee approached it and curtesy, she smiled at the Lord. She looked at him as she surrounded by her personal guards,

"My Lord,What is your house?I have never seen it here in Forsilvra before."

Ardishar SanJar · 01-11-2012, 09:59 PM

"My Lord,What is your house?I have never seen it here in Forsilvra before." The question, coming as it had apparently from nowhere startled the Crownsmith and he jumped incrementally. Before turning his head side to side to seek the source. Shortly he turned and noted the appearance of a group of men wearing the livery of house Fontenot. But none of them could have been the source of the squeaking, piping voice and so Warin lowered his eyes, and was instantly rewarded with the sight of a young girl in a bright green silk dress.

“One of the princesses” he thought uncertainly. “or a Ward.” She was of average description for a girl of her age. He noted in that instant. Were it not for the finery of her dress and the shadow of the Royal Guardsmen, she could have been any other young girl at the Tournament. But the Royal colors lent weight to her question which otherwise would not have been there. Unsmilingly, Warin looked down at her, but not condescendingly, simply as a matter of the discrepancy in their heights.

“It is House Hallvador My Lady.” he said not unkindly. “We are Ernsawmen,” he continued, “from the League of Arbrect far to the North.” He paused. “This is why you do not see us much,” he continued, “It is a great distance for us.” He concluded. “Whom,” he asked, “do I have the pleasure of addressing?”
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Esmée Fontenot · 01-11-2012, 10:25 PM

Esmee was actually happy one of the Lords from another province had actually taken time to speak to her. The girl wanted to ask him as many questions as she could before he got bored with her. There were so many questions,she had on her young mind that she was not sure where she could start. But there were some that actually to precedence over others, she had to ask those questions first. If she liked the Lord enough, she might actually have her Mother invite that house over for tea or something before they left back to the provinces.

The girl smiled at the Royal Guardsmen and just whisper that they could be at ease, she did not feel threaten at all. If she did feel threaten, Esmee would had told them to make sure they were ready to put any threat out. But she actually enjoyed the Lord,he seemed pleasant enough. The young girl looked around, she could not believe that her Mother had actually allowed her to walk around the preparation area.

Esmee smiled when he asked her who he had pleasure speaking to, she looked at him,
Princess Esmee Fontenot. But please refer to be as Lady Esmee, I let my mother Her Royal Highness Isabella Fontenot have the fancy titles."She paused, "What is exactly is Ernsaw men?I heard of the League of Arbrect."

Warin Hallvador · 01-12-2012, 05:30 PM

“Lady Esmee.” The Crownsmith said, inclining his head deferentially to the little Princess. It might not be proper, addressing her so, but Warin Hallvador had never stood particularly on formality. It didn't have much place in Ernsaw, survival was more important. A common joke among the militias in Ernsaw was,

Man #1: How do you know the king?
Man#2: The King sleeps in that hole over there, and we sleep in this one here.

It never failed to get a laugh. The Kings (and now the Queen) of Ernsaw had always been known to share in the hardships of their soldiers, and being available to the common folk as much as the nobles. It was knowledge that Warin always held in his heart with pride. Adrien Fontenot could not say that.

“Why my Lady,” he said humorlessly, “I am an Ernsawman. As is my son Wictred.” With a casual gesture he indicated the young man who stood unobtrusively nearby. “Ernsawman is the term we apply to ourselves, those of us who live in Ernsaw, which is the Capital of our lands in the League. It lays between the Elivagar River and the sea.” He paused for a moment before concluding.

“What, might I ask, has brought you to me, here and now?”

Esmée Fontenot · 01-12-2012, 07:29 PM

The girl looked around the staging are,she wonder what the heck she was doing here. Esmee needed to head back to the Royal Box soon before her Mother started to worry but there was time. She was curious about the other lands and learning something about them. Esmee rarely got see the other lords or ladies when they came to court in Forsilvra,this was her chance. And she was going take full advantage of it even she was late to the start of the Melee. It was more fun to be at the staging area than sitting in the Royal Box waiting for the Melee to start.

She gave him a look as she though for a minute, "I did not know that my Lord.To be truthful,I really don't much about the other realms, I just know what I hear around in Court.And for that, I try not to be present in Court too much..the argument really don't thrill me."She paused, "I was just walking around trying to learn about the other realms, I really like your house crest so I decide to stop by."Esmee smiled as she looked back at her Royal Guards.

Warin Hallvador · 01-13-2012, 08:29 PM

“Serrendipity then.” Warin rumbled, the thumb and forefinger of his left hand stroking his beard idly. [b] “You would not learn much of Earnsaw in Court at any rate Lady,” [b] he continued. “our way is iron and blood, not perfume and words.” Still he let that thought drop, finding it hardly apropos conversation for the young Lady.

“Tell me this Lady Esmee” he says, dropping to one knee to bring himself closer to the Princesses eyes. “does your Mother sit at Court with your Father? Do they hear the people?” He knew the answer already, and didn't wait for a response. “Because that is our way in Ernsaw.” He paused contemplatively before continuing. “Maybe someday you will get to see it for yourself if you should like.” Faintly he heard the sound of heralds announcing various entrants into the melee.

“One further thing Lady,” he says, “have you bestowed a favor for the Melee? Would you offer one to me?”

Esmée Fontenot · 01-26-2012, 08:12 PM

Esmee did not know what to say to the man when he brought the subject of her Father.Her Father had passed away few years ago,it had been quite a bitter moment for the young girl. She gave him a look and just took a deep breath,
"Sir,My Father passed away so he is not around anymore. I don't know if my mother sits around in Court listening to people as I'm not allowed in Court.According to my elders, I'm too young to be in Court listening to adult problems."

She took out a silk handkerchief that she had and handed to him, she smiled. Esmee wanted to give him a favor before the Melee,
"My handkerchief hopefully serves you to protect you during the Melee."

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01-10-2012, 11:50 PM	#1
Warin Hallvador House Hallvador Join Date: Dec 2011 Location: Laurel Highlands, Pennsylvania USA Posts: 10 Mentioned: 0 Post(s)	Preperations (5/4, Before the Melee) (Esmee) This was the day that Warin had been waiting for. Oh certainly, this journey to Forsilva was in remembrance of those lost to the plague, including his Wife and youngest Son, but there had been promises of Tournament.. and though Warin did not participate in Jousts, neither have any skill with a bow, he always looked forward to the Melee, where he had often excelled. Now he and Wictred were dressing him to compete. His boots were wrapped in wolf fur from the top of his feet to the cuffs. Above those he wore boiled leather greaves over thick woolen trousers. His loins were bound by a thick leather girdle which was also hung with wolf fur. A cuirass of black iron ring strained to cover the bulk of his chest and arms, and on his left shoulder perched a pauldron made from the skull of a polar bear with boiled leather lobster-plates running down to his wrist. His right forearm was circled by a large iron cuff in the form of a manacle. Normally, Warin wore the pelt of a polar-bear as a cloak, but today he wore a plain iron circlet worked with a 'laurel' of bronze leaves. It had been the trophy for a champion of a different tournament, and the one piece of ornamentation Warin allowed himself, beneath the band was a woven clothe which helped keep sweat form getting into his eyes. As his son finished with the remaining buckles, Warin tested his mobility in the suit. It was the same he wore when leading his troops so it was as familiar as his own skin, but it was part of the ritual. “Any word on how many have entered?” he asked, already knowing the answer. Wictred did not even deign to answer. “Three of the Kings Horns though.” Warin mused. “Should be interesting.”

01-11-2012, 01:33 AM	#2
Esmée Fontenot Junior Member Join Date: Oct 2011 Posts: 26 Mentioned: 0 Post(s)	The girl had been thrilled about the festivities in Forsilvra, it was rare that she got to see the Lords of the provinces in the capital of the Kingdom. She always alone in the Castle with her mom or one of her cousins, she did not like that. Esmee was curious about the other provinces, this was a way for her to learn about the other realms that constituted the kingdom.Sure, she could not go to the events just by herself without an escort so she tried always have a chaperone with her so she could attend as many events as she wanted to. And today was one of those opportunities, the girl was set to attend a melee. To be truthful,she was not sure what the event was but she just enjoyed seeing the knights fight against each other. For it was a break from her daily routine and it brought some entertainment to her life. Esmee loved the Archery tournament,she found it exciting to see the knights trying to shoot from such far distances and she had missed the joust which was something that she regretted. But she was not going miss the melee, she was going be there in the royal box. Esmee gave her guards a look as she walk through the tents of the knights preparing for the tournament. She was curious about the different land, she was ready to stop in one of them to ask questions to one of the nights. But she was not sure which one yet, there were too many to chose. The girl looked around but did not settle in one yet. Esmee smiled as she saw all the houses with their colors and one caught her attention in particular. It had a horse with an anchor, she had never seen them before and it had sparked her curiosity. Esmee approached it and curtesy, she smiled at the Lord. She looked at him as she surrounded by her personal guards, "My Lord,What is your house?I have never seen it here in Forsilvra before."

01-11-2012, 09:59 PM	#3
Ardishar SanJar Junior Member Join Date: Jan 2012 Posts: 2 Mentioned: 0 Post(s)	"My Lord,What is your house?I have never seen it here in Forsilvra before." The question, coming as it had apparently from nowhere startled the Crownsmith and he jumped incrementally. Before turning his head side to side to seek the source. Shortly he turned and noted the appearance of a group of men wearing the livery of house Fontenot. But none of them could have been the source of the squeaking, piping voice and so Warin lowered his eyes, and was instantly rewarded with the sight of a young girl in a bright green silk dress. “One of the princesses” he thought uncertainly. “or a Ward.” She was of average description for a girl of her age. He noted in that instant. Were it not for the finery of her dress and the shadow of the Royal Guardsmen, she could have been any other young girl at the Tournament. But the Royal colors lent weight to her question which otherwise would not have been there. Unsmilingly, Warin looked down at her, but not condescendingly, simply as a matter of the discrepancy in their heights. “It is House Hallvador My Lady.” he said not unkindly. “We are Ernsawmen,” he continued, “from the League of Arbrect far to the North.” He paused. “This is why you do not see us much,” he continued, “It is a great distance for us.” He concluded. “Whom,” he asked, “do I have the pleasure of addressing?” .

01-11-2012, 10:25 PM	#4
Esmée Fontenot Junior Member Join Date: Oct 2011 Posts: 26 Mentioned: 0 Post(s)	Esmee was actually happy one of the Lords from another province had actually taken time to speak to her. The girl wanted to ask him as many questions as she could before he got bored with her. There were so many questions,she had on her young mind that she was not sure where she could start. But there were some that actually to precedence over others, she had to ask those questions first. If she liked the Lord enough, she might actually have her Mother invite that house over for tea or something before they left back to the provinces. The girl smiled at the Royal Guardsmen and just whisper that they could be at ease, she did not feel threaten at all. If she did feel threaten, Esmee would had told them to make sure they were ready to put any threat out. But she actually enjoyed the Lord,he seemed pleasant enough. The young girl looked around, she could not believe that her Mother had actually allowed her to walk around the preparation area. Esmee smiled when he asked her who he had pleasure speaking to, she looked at him, Princess Esmee Fontenot. But please refer to be as Lady Esmee, I let my mother Her Royal Highness Isabella Fontenot have the fancy titles."She paused, "What is exactly is Ernsaw men?I heard of the League of Arbrect."

01-12-2012, 05:30 PM	#5
Warin Hallvador House Hallvador Join Date: Dec 2011 Location: Laurel Highlands, Pennsylvania USA Posts: 10 Mentioned: 0 Post(s)	“Lady Esmee.” The Crownsmith said, inclining his head deferentially to the little Princess. It might not be proper, addressing her so, but Warin Hallvador had never stood particularly on formality. It didn't have much place in Ernsaw, survival was more important. A common joke among the militias in Ernsaw was, Man #1: How do you know the king? Man#2: The King sleeps in that hole over there, and we sleep in this one here. It never failed to get a laugh. The Kings (and now the Queen) of Ernsaw had always been known to share in the hardships of their soldiers, and being available to the common folk as much as the nobles. It was knowledge that Warin always held in his heart with pride. Adrien Fontenot could not say that. “Why my Lady,” he said humorlessly, “I am an Ernsawman. As is my son Wictred.” With a casual gesture he indicated the young man who stood unobtrusively nearby. “Ernsawman is the term we apply to ourselves, those of us who live in Ernsaw, which is the Capital of our lands in the League. It lays between the Elivagar River and the sea.” He paused for a moment before concluding. “What, might I ask, has brought you to me, here and now?”

01-12-2012, 07:29 PM	#6
Esmée Fontenot Junior Member Join Date: Oct 2011 Posts: 26 Mentioned: 0 Post(s)	The girl looked around the staging are,she wonder what the heck she was doing here. Esmee needed to head back to the Royal Box soon before her Mother started to worry but there was time. She was curious about the other lands and learning something about them. Esmee rarely got see the other lords or ladies when they came to court in Forsilvra,this was her chance. And she was going take full advantage of it even she was late to the start of the Melee. It was more fun to be at the staging area than sitting in the Royal Box waiting for the Melee to start. She gave him a look as she though for a minute, "I did not know that my Lord.To be truthful,I really don't much about the other realms, I just know what I hear around in Court.And for that, I try not to be present in Court too much..the argument really don't thrill me."She paused, "I was just walking around trying to learn about the other realms, I really like your house crest so I decide to stop by."Esmee smiled as she looked back at her Royal Guards.

01-13-2012, 08:29 PM	#7
Warin Hallvador House Hallvador Join Date: Dec 2011 Location: Laurel Highlands, Pennsylvania USA Posts: 10 Mentioned: 0 Post(s)	“Serrendipity then.” Warin rumbled, the thumb and forefinger of his left hand stroking his beard idly. [b] “You would not learn much of Earnsaw in Court at any rate Lady,” [b] he continued. “our way is iron and blood, not perfume and words.” Still he let that thought drop, finding it hardly apropos conversation for the young Lady. “Tell me this Lady Esmee” he says, dropping to one knee to bring himself closer to the Princesses eyes. “does your Mother sit at Court with your Father? Do they hear the people?” He knew the answer already, and didn't wait for a response. “Because that is our way in Ernsaw.” He paused contemplatively before continuing. “Maybe someday you will get to see it for yourself if you should like.” Faintly he heard the sound of heralds announcing various entrants into the melee. “One further thing Lady,” he says, “have you bestowed a favor for the Melee? Would you offer one to me?”

01-26-2012, 08:12 PM	#8
Esmée Fontenot Junior Member Join Date: Oct 2011 Posts: 26 Mentioned: 0 Post(s)	Esmee did not know what to say to the man when he brought the subject of her Father.Her Father had passed away few years ago,it had been quite a bitter moment for the young girl. She gave him a look and just took a deep breath, "Sir,My Father passed away so he is not around anymore. I don't know if my mother sits around in Court listening to people as I'm not allowed in Court.According to my elders, I'm too young to be in Court listening to adult problems." She took out a silk handkerchief that she had and handed to him, she smiled. Esmee wanted to give him a favor before the Melee, "My handkerchief hopefully serves you to protect you during the Melee."