Post by caden on Feb 6, 2008 6:29:21 GMT
About you
Name: Em
Age: 21
How to contact you: via PM usually works, if all else fails IM me at e9l1m2o
Role playing experience: 3 or 4 years (*hasn’t kept count*)
Other Characters on this Site: None, at the moment
About your Character
Name: Caden Leonard Brock
Nickname: Cade, Leo
Age: 26
Country: England
Position: Peasant
Job: Steward to the Bassen family of Doncastor; specifically, Lady Liselle Bassen of Doncastor
Eye Color: blue
Hair Color: brown
Height: 6’2”
General Appearance: Caden uses his broader build to his advantage as his face hinders his rather quiet and serious nature. He has a young looking face considering he insists on shaving his rather squared looking jaw that comes to a rounded chin that harbors just the slight hint of a cleft that only seems apparent when he grins. When he doesn’t choose to shave, a dark chocolate beard takes over the bottom half of his face. Even then, it is still very easy to see that good-natured smile that can cross his features and make a set of long dimples indent along his cheeks and laugh lines squeeze a bit around his eyes and just at the edges of the rather large nostrils of his oddly shaped nose. He has a lightly tanned complexion considering his time is usually spent chaperoning the Lady Bassen to the Chapel and keeping a guard in the other places where she tends to gravitate towards.
Caden carries himself in a very laid back fashion. His posture seems a tad lopsided when he is amoung those of his own breeding (or lack there of), as he seems to favor his left side to lean on. When he is among those that deserve a higher respect, he is fully at attention, standing at his full height of 6’2”. His friendly and somewhat soft appearance is not to be trifled with as it is very easy to cause the Steward to take on an expression of pure rage (mainly when the Lady of Doncastor is threatened or insulted in any way). He keeps his sword on him at all times on his left side so that his right hand can reach the weapon with little to no difficulty. And a very sharp and convinient dagger rests right next to the sturdy blade in order to use for subtle threats and attacks.
He keeps himself to a well-groomed standard that comes with serving the Lady of Doncastor. He has a humble stride that holds a quick-step or two that hints at just the subtlest amount of pride. His foggy blue eyes hold a naivety that seems a tad rare for someone during these conflicted times as well as a sadness that Caden would prefer not to go into. He tries to dress in a way that would be reflecting to his Mistress in some way, usually in dull colors that won’t distract from her way of dress. Every so often (when he developes a rare streak of boldness) he can be found in light blues that compliment his clear day eyes. He has his fair share of wounds and burns, be they from the whippings he got for his disobedience (no matter how sparse) in childhood or from the task of protecting and serving his Mistress. He wears them proudly, but doesn’t go about bragging to every person he sees.
Likes:
++ his Lady’s safety
++ Propriety
++ Loyalty
++ Prayer
++ Smiling
++ Peace
++ Quiet
++ Riding
++ His horse, Barak (a chestnut geldling, predominantly Freisian bred)
++ Learning to read
++ meat
++ Women
(note: the list above is the exact order of which he prefers things. If he is given the choice of one or the other, he simply goes by which take priority).
Dislikes:
++ his Lady being put in danger
++ Threats or implications to his Lady’s honor
++ Scandal
++ Inpropriety
++ Heathens
++ Disloyalty of any kind
++ Rain
++ Chaos
++ Early Mornings
++ Unnecessary fights
Personality:Caden is a romantic. He was born an idealist and maintains those ideas to the point where some could find him rather frustrating to talk to. He his rather naïve for one of such poor breeding and exposure to the uppercrust of society. He puts his loyalty to the Lady Liselle of Doncastor above all things simply because he was raised to and would probably do the most unthinkable of things if it would make her happy. He is easily manipulated considering he knows his place in society and his role as a guard and servant. The only problem to most would be that this would really only be of use to the Lady he works for. For anyone else, he won’t do a thing until Miss Liselle says otherwise. While he is naïve and a bit too idealistic for his own good, he is no fool. His quiet, cautious demeanor tends to lend a bit of aid in keeping his Mistress out of trouble. If he hears just the smallest inkling of gossip about trouble within the castle walls, he will go straight to his Mistress for her advice. If he sees her decision to be not in her best interest, he will disobey her just enough to keep her safe.
He is a rather warm individual. He provides the genuine smiles when his Mistress does not and usually tends to value loyalty and honesty to the highest power. He is loyal to the Lady Liselle Bassen of Doncastor; which makes him loyal to the Sheriff by default. He tends to wear a friendly grin when in conversation that is nothing if not candid. He is a very soft spoken man, only raising his voice when someone speaks down to women or those that belong to the family he serves. His chivalry tends to get him in trouble considering he would rush to save a peasant woman from the Sheriff’s men if a) his Mistress weren’t watching, or b) if the situation were that of life or death for the woman in perile and minimal risk for that of his lady. He has a very strong code of ethics and morals (yes, to Caden, there is a difference). His very clear definitions of right and wrong put him sometimes at odds with his Mistress and her sometimes cruel ways. He rationalizes his following her by explaining his loyalty. He would much rather die than betray his Mistress.
Other servants in the castle tend to tease him, saying that Caden is reserving himself for his own Mistress. He laughs this off and proceeds prepairing the Lady Liselle’s meals or checking to make sure the area is safe for his Mistress to enter. He may be a romantic and idealistic, but he knows his place and is never one to rock the boat. He sticks to just subtly eyeing passing servant girls, hoping to, eventually, find a wife within his own class.
His allegiance and willingness to serve covers up the repressed opinions that, if devotion wasn’t embedded into his curly mopped skull, would have landed him possibly hanged. There is a bit of a sadness that intermingles with his faithfulness to his Mistress that comes from the age old story of love lost. He holds no bitterness towards circumstance, recognizing that his place is with his Mistress and therefore, that is where he is (or at least seven or so feet within her presence). Part of his innocense comes from his uneducated background. Due to the embarassment of past events, though, he is quietly trying to learn to read while in the chapel; reading the Bible quietly and desperately trying to understand the meaning of the letters.
Family:
Ainsley Brock (father and servant to the Duke of Doncastor)
Cecily Brock (mother and handmaiden to the Duchess of Doncastor)
Aidan Brock (older brother, deceased when he was four due to sickness)
Astor Brock (younger brother, age 18, and servant to Duke and Duchess of Doncastor)
Background:
The Brock line used to, many generations ago, be one of good social standing; rich in land and nobility. Unfortunately, that was generations that was even far before Caden’s grandfather. The ancestors have long since been usurped and employed humbly under the house of Doncastor and have been serving its noble occupants since.
Caden was the second son of the Brock family after losing the first born, Aidan, when the eldest was only four and just before Caden had been delivered. His parents, like the many Brocks before them, were servants in the Doncastor estate and the noble family of the Bassens. Caden spent a great deal of his childhood apprenticing under his father, learning how to serve and protect his future Mistress. He learned to fight with swords and daggers very early on as well as a few other short-ranged weapons. He still has yet to draw them out of his own anger. When he was thirteen, he met Miss Liselle Bassen and instantly admired the young lady. Partially, it was because his father instilled a great deal of respect and also because Caden had grown up under the illusion that nobility made a person automatically good. He still ignores how wrong that impression is to this day. For years he remained content serving her meals and following her on rides and tiring his hands (on occasion) with her long, blonde hair.
When Caden reached the age of eightteen, after five years of seeing to his Mistress’ every whim, Caden found himself starting to develop a life of his own. He was starting to be granted days off when his younger brother, Astor, started riggorous training in order to be fit as a servant to Robert of Doncastor. His guarenteed days of working were, naturally, when the good Mistresses would go to London to present their daughters in hopes of getting suitors. On his days off, however few they were, he was found loiterring about the kitchens. He spent those lingerings pining for one of the kitchen girls, Evalyn Dixon. They started courting (set to be engaged) and for a while, Caden was perfectly happy.
The happiness, however, did not last long as the Duke and Duchess decided to send their daughter to Nottingham. Caden was faced with the choice of staying behind and being the first of the Brocks not to follow and serve their charge (dishonoring the family, but allowing him marital bliss with Miss Dixon), or to follow their charge (remaining loyal and continuing to protect his Mistress). Never being one to rock the figurative boat that was tradition, Caden made the choice to stay in service to the Bassen family and accompanied the Lady Liselle to Nottingham. Within the first month, he received a letter from his mother, telling Caden that his intended had become a woman of the clothe and instead of being intended for his bride, becamse a bride of Christ. Unfortunately, Caden didn’t get to read this for himself and actually had to bring it to his Mistress to read to him; which was a mortification that he never wishes to live again. Since then, he seems a tad sadder, but hides it well. He has put any desires for passion on hold in order to further protect and serve theLady Liselle Bassen of Doncastor. He has, since, devoted himself to trying to learn to read (even if it only means he can read the bible in Nottingham Castle’s chapel).
Anything else: The only possession that has any real value to him would be his horse, Barak (which seems to be the only thing loyal to him anymore). He is fairly skilled with edged weapons, he has yet to draw them in anger and very rarely has had to use them to defend his Mistress.
Face Claim: Hugh Dancy
RP Sample: A light knock accompanied Caden Brock’s presence at the door of his Mistress. “My Lady,” he cooed at the door in a careful manner (ignoring the snickers of a few of the passing servants), “are you decent?” he asserted. He adjusted the sack that pulled down on one side of his broad shoulders. Looked down at the list, squinting at it with a vague recognition of the script. After all, he may have been slowly learning, but he was no scholar. He just thanked the Lord that she wrote things in fairly simple words. He grinned to himself with just the slightest bit of triumph in managing to find these things without having to ask for help from the merchants and farmers (the last time that happened, some trickster thought he’d be funny and specifically lead him to the wrong things). Sure, part of it was the fact that usually the Lady Liselle of Doncastor needed the same sort of things on a regular sort of basis; but this time he did it relying strictly on the piece of paper that had been left on the bureau.
After another polite knock and a coax towards the room, a gloved hand meekly pushed the wood frame open and the Steward entered, carrying his spoils with him. He went to work, putting each new item in its own place. Her new riding crop in the drawer with her riding clothes, the lace, hairpins, and bolts of cloth were set on the bed with care. He removed his leather glove to run a hand briefly along the fabrics to get out what wrinkles he could. He set down the recently purchased quill on the bureau along with a container of new ink that he had adlibbed purchasing along with some new parchment as well. Next to that, he set the apples into a newly obtained basket. Each meticulously piled atop the next to the point where a pyramid of apples sturdily rest in the woven wicker container. He put his leather glove back on, making sure it wasn’t too obvious that his bare hands had dared to soil her things. He paid the room a respectful nod before heading towards the chapel where he assumed the Lady Liselle Bassen of Doncastor to be.
Password: good day to die
Name: Em
Age: 21
How to contact you: via PM usually works, if all else fails IM me at e9l1m2o
Role playing experience: 3 or 4 years (*hasn’t kept count*)
Other Characters on this Site: None, at the moment
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Caden L. Brock
Caden L. Brock
About your Character
Name: Caden Leonard Brock
Nickname: Cade, Leo
Age: 26
Country: England
Position: Peasant
Job: Steward to the Bassen family of Doncastor; specifically, Lady Liselle Bassen of Doncastor
Eye Color: blue
Hair Color: brown
Height: 6’2”
General Appearance: Caden uses his broader build to his advantage as his face hinders his rather quiet and serious nature. He has a young looking face considering he insists on shaving his rather squared looking jaw that comes to a rounded chin that harbors just the slight hint of a cleft that only seems apparent when he grins. When he doesn’t choose to shave, a dark chocolate beard takes over the bottom half of his face. Even then, it is still very easy to see that good-natured smile that can cross his features and make a set of long dimples indent along his cheeks and laugh lines squeeze a bit around his eyes and just at the edges of the rather large nostrils of his oddly shaped nose. He has a lightly tanned complexion considering his time is usually spent chaperoning the Lady Bassen to the Chapel and keeping a guard in the other places where she tends to gravitate towards.
Caden carries himself in a very laid back fashion. His posture seems a tad lopsided when he is amoung those of his own breeding (or lack there of), as he seems to favor his left side to lean on. When he is among those that deserve a higher respect, he is fully at attention, standing at his full height of 6’2”. His friendly and somewhat soft appearance is not to be trifled with as it is very easy to cause the Steward to take on an expression of pure rage (mainly when the Lady of Doncastor is threatened or insulted in any way). He keeps his sword on him at all times on his left side so that his right hand can reach the weapon with little to no difficulty. And a very sharp and convinient dagger rests right next to the sturdy blade in order to use for subtle threats and attacks.
He keeps himself to a well-groomed standard that comes with serving the Lady of Doncastor. He has a humble stride that holds a quick-step or two that hints at just the subtlest amount of pride. His foggy blue eyes hold a naivety that seems a tad rare for someone during these conflicted times as well as a sadness that Caden would prefer not to go into. He tries to dress in a way that would be reflecting to his Mistress in some way, usually in dull colors that won’t distract from her way of dress. Every so often (when he developes a rare streak of boldness) he can be found in light blues that compliment his clear day eyes. He has his fair share of wounds and burns, be they from the whippings he got for his disobedience (no matter how sparse) in childhood or from the task of protecting and serving his Mistress. He wears them proudly, but doesn’t go about bragging to every person he sees.
Likes:
++ his Lady’s safety
++ Propriety
++ Loyalty
++ Prayer
++ Smiling
++ Peace
++ Quiet
++ Riding
++ His horse, Barak (a chestnut geldling, predominantly Freisian bred)
++ Learning to read
++ meat
++ Women
(note: the list above is the exact order of which he prefers things. If he is given the choice of one or the other, he simply goes by which take priority).
Dislikes:
++ his Lady being put in danger
++ Threats or implications to his Lady’s honor
++ Scandal
++ Inpropriety
++ Heathens
++ Disloyalty of any kind
++ Rain
++ Chaos
++ Early Mornings
++ Unnecessary fights
Personality:Caden is a romantic. He was born an idealist and maintains those ideas to the point where some could find him rather frustrating to talk to. He his rather naïve for one of such poor breeding and exposure to the uppercrust of society. He puts his loyalty to the Lady Liselle of Doncastor above all things simply because he was raised to and would probably do the most unthinkable of things if it would make her happy. He is easily manipulated considering he knows his place in society and his role as a guard and servant. The only problem to most would be that this would really only be of use to the Lady he works for. For anyone else, he won’t do a thing until Miss Liselle says otherwise. While he is naïve and a bit too idealistic for his own good, he is no fool. His quiet, cautious demeanor tends to lend a bit of aid in keeping his Mistress out of trouble. If he hears just the smallest inkling of gossip about trouble within the castle walls, he will go straight to his Mistress for her advice. If he sees her decision to be not in her best interest, he will disobey her just enough to keep her safe.
He is a rather warm individual. He provides the genuine smiles when his Mistress does not and usually tends to value loyalty and honesty to the highest power. He is loyal to the Lady Liselle Bassen of Doncastor; which makes him loyal to the Sheriff by default. He tends to wear a friendly grin when in conversation that is nothing if not candid. He is a very soft spoken man, only raising his voice when someone speaks down to women or those that belong to the family he serves. His chivalry tends to get him in trouble considering he would rush to save a peasant woman from the Sheriff’s men if a) his Mistress weren’t watching, or b) if the situation were that of life or death for the woman in perile and minimal risk for that of his lady. He has a very strong code of ethics and morals (yes, to Caden, there is a difference). His very clear definitions of right and wrong put him sometimes at odds with his Mistress and her sometimes cruel ways. He rationalizes his following her by explaining his loyalty. He would much rather die than betray his Mistress.
Other servants in the castle tend to tease him, saying that Caden is reserving himself for his own Mistress. He laughs this off and proceeds prepairing the Lady Liselle’s meals or checking to make sure the area is safe for his Mistress to enter. He may be a romantic and idealistic, but he knows his place and is never one to rock the boat. He sticks to just subtly eyeing passing servant girls, hoping to, eventually, find a wife within his own class.
His allegiance and willingness to serve covers up the repressed opinions that, if devotion wasn’t embedded into his curly mopped skull, would have landed him possibly hanged. There is a bit of a sadness that intermingles with his faithfulness to his Mistress that comes from the age old story of love lost. He holds no bitterness towards circumstance, recognizing that his place is with his Mistress and therefore, that is where he is (or at least seven or so feet within her presence). Part of his innocense comes from his uneducated background. Due to the embarassment of past events, though, he is quietly trying to learn to read while in the chapel; reading the Bible quietly and desperately trying to understand the meaning of the letters.
Family:
Ainsley Brock (father and servant to the Duke of Doncastor)
Cecily Brock (mother and handmaiden to the Duchess of Doncastor)
Aidan Brock (older brother, deceased when he was four due to sickness)
Astor Brock (younger brother, age 18, and servant to Duke and Duchess of Doncastor)
Background:
The Brock line used to, many generations ago, be one of good social standing; rich in land and nobility. Unfortunately, that was generations that was even far before Caden’s grandfather. The ancestors have long since been usurped and employed humbly under the house of Doncastor and have been serving its noble occupants since.
Caden was the second son of the Brock family after losing the first born, Aidan, when the eldest was only four and just before Caden had been delivered. His parents, like the many Brocks before them, were servants in the Doncastor estate and the noble family of the Bassens. Caden spent a great deal of his childhood apprenticing under his father, learning how to serve and protect his future Mistress. He learned to fight with swords and daggers very early on as well as a few other short-ranged weapons. He still has yet to draw them out of his own anger. When he was thirteen, he met Miss Liselle Bassen and instantly admired the young lady. Partially, it was because his father instilled a great deal of respect and also because Caden had grown up under the illusion that nobility made a person automatically good. He still ignores how wrong that impression is to this day. For years he remained content serving her meals and following her on rides and tiring his hands (on occasion) with her long, blonde hair.
When Caden reached the age of eightteen, after five years of seeing to his Mistress’ every whim, Caden found himself starting to develop a life of his own. He was starting to be granted days off when his younger brother, Astor, started riggorous training in order to be fit as a servant to Robert of Doncastor. His guarenteed days of working were, naturally, when the good Mistresses would go to London to present their daughters in hopes of getting suitors. On his days off, however few they were, he was found loiterring about the kitchens. He spent those lingerings pining for one of the kitchen girls, Evalyn Dixon. They started courting (set to be engaged) and for a while, Caden was perfectly happy.
The happiness, however, did not last long as the Duke and Duchess decided to send their daughter to Nottingham. Caden was faced with the choice of staying behind and being the first of the Brocks not to follow and serve their charge (dishonoring the family, but allowing him marital bliss with Miss Dixon), or to follow their charge (remaining loyal and continuing to protect his Mistress). Never being one to rock the figurative boat that was tradition, Caden made the choice to stay in service to the Bassen family and accompanied the Lady Liselle to Nottingham. Within the first month, he received a letter from his mother, telling Caden that his intended had become a woman of the clothe and instead of being intended for his bride, becamse a bride of Christ. Unfortunately, Caden didn’t get to read this for himself and actually had to bring it to his Mistress to read to him; which was a mortification that he never wishes to live again. Since then, he seems a tad sadder, but hides it well. He has put any desires for passion on hold in order to further protect and serve theLady Liselle Bassen of Doncastor. He has, since, devoted himself to trying to learn to read (even if it only means he can read the bible in Nottingham Castle’s chapel).
Anything else: The only possession that has any real value to him would be his horse, Barak (which seems to be the only thing loyal to him anymore). He is fairly skilled with edged weapons, he has yet to draw them in anger and very rarely has had to use them to defend his Mistress.
Face Claim: Hugh Dancy
RP Sample: A light knock accompanied Caden Brock’s presence at the door of his Mistress. “My Lady,” he cooed at the door in a careful manner (ignoring the snickers of a few of the passing servants), “are you decent?” he asserted. He adjusted the sack that pulled down on one side of his broad shoulders. Looked down at the list, squinting at it with a vague recognition of the script. After all, he may have been slowly learning, but he was no scholar. He just thanked the Lord that she wrote things in fairly simple words. He grinned to himself with just the slightest bit of triumph in managing to find these things without having to ask for help from the merchants and farmers (the last time that happened, some trickster thought he’d be funny and specifically lead him to the wrong things). Sure, part of it was the fact that usually the Lady Liselle of Doncastor needed the same sort of things on a regular sort of basis; but this time he did it relying strictly on the piece of paper that had been left on the bureau.
After another polite knock and a coax towards the room, a gloved hand meekly pushed the wood frame open and the Steward entered, carrying his spoils with him. He went to work, putting each new item in its own place. Her new riding crop in the drawer with her riding clothes, the lace, hairpins, and bolts of cloth were set on the bed with care. He removed his leather glove to run a hand briefly along the fabrics to get out what wrinkles he could. He set down the recently purchased quill on the bureau along with a container of new ink that he had adlibbed purchasing along with some new parchment as well. Next to that, he set the apples into a newly obtained basket. Each meticulously piled atop the next to the point where a pyramid of apples sturdily rest in the woven wicker container. He put his leather glove back on, making sure it wasn’t too obvious that his bare hands had dared to soil her things. He paid the room a respectful nod before heading towards the chapel where he assumed the Lady Liselle Bassen of Doncastor to be.
Password: good day to die
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