The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
New gifted family of Lorendale added to the Families of Importance, the Decarlos!
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Being fake wasn't an Othello thing, he had always been just who he was. That it's self was already enough. What little upbringing he had had before he ran away wasn't lessons on titles or rankings, Othello the Troublemaker was a trouble maker back then too. He had never met a living breathing King, especially a King from a kingdom that Othello had once terrified their ships....when he was a pirate of course....
He was however in a fresh set of all black clothing, the ring with his family crest hung from a new chain around his neck, his hair was recently braided back to lay down the center of his back, and the sides of his head was shaved clean and exposed a series of tattoos on each side of his head. The left side was a blue colored dragon smiling and the right was a sad dragon that was red. Heavy bulky rings (polished at that) ordained his fingers and they had different faces of different monsters. Even an attempt to shine his collar had been made.
He had put in a request to speak with King Cassian of Nevermere, his personal guard detail led Othello into an unknown room because he had explored a good deal of the palace but this fancy room was definitely foreign and it made him chuckle to think he was meeting a foreign man in a foreign room. Othe sat awkwardly in a chair crossing his legs into an even more awkward position. To wait.
Post by Cassian Rainecourt on Jul 29, 2021 12:51:13 GMT -5
Othello waited, but then a messenger came to the room and instructed his guards to bring him out of it. Unfortunately for the gifted, Cassian had no intention of entertaining the man in his personal space. That was for business. Whatever this semi-prisoner wanted, it wasn't going to be business. Not the official kind, anyway.
The escort would bring Othello to a hall in which they'd encounter the walking king. Cassian's path was very intentional, his speed not lollygagging, though he wasn't running. He slowed at the sight of the man before him, gaze not missing the Allemeade crest, and inclined his head slightly, a greeting and an invitation for the fellow to speak freely.
Though Othello likely wouldn't notice, one of the four Royal Guards behind Cassian was moving her lips.
Post by Othello Allemeade on Jul 29, 2021 17:10:57 GMT -5
Othello's first thought on seeing the young King was that he was very handsome, he thought very few men (besides himself of course) to be handsome. Children running kingdoms, it blew the gifteds mind.
"I ain't much of'ah proper fella King, so I don't know tha' proper title callin'," Othello offered in honest truth, "Don't know much o'bout what's goin on but I saw yans wif the liddle Queenie, I'm Othello the Troublemaker," it was a new title the Queen had given him and he was going to use it, plus that's what these people saw, why not live up to the reputation he thought, "By the grace and mercy o'tha last regent I was granted second chances in services to the regent. To our liddle Queen. I reckon I'll be extendin' tha' same to you King. Imma man whose got quite bored and I 'ave skills."
Post by Cassian Rainecourt on Aug 10, 2021 12:24:34 GMT -5
Unlike Marjolaine, who no doubt had been amused by the nickname for the gifted, Cassian didn't like it one bit. He was too serious to consider a man with magic being a troublemaker a humorous thing. He'd see to the end of his life before he let a man like Othello create an issue in Lorendale, much less the palace.
It was with a straight face and direct stare that Cassian asked,
"What kind of services do you have to offer the regent and the queen?"
Post by Othello Allemeade on Aug 12, 2021 13:21:30 GMT -5
"I tend to do tha' work tha is a bit more nastier," he was straight faced himself as he shrugged, "Darker side o'things. Some say a jack o'all trades anna masta of none, you tell me to do sumthin' I do it. No questions. Ya want me to protect tha' Queen, done. Ya tell me to slaughter sumthin', done. I jus' can't sit on me arse wif my hands tied o'round me back, imma lad of actions yer majesty."
Post by Cassian Rainecourt on Aug 13, 2021 22:32:20 GMT -5
Cassian's eyes set on the gifted before him could arguably be described as bored. Others might say unimpressed. Still others might argue for disappointment. In truth, all three didn't entirely hit the mark nor miss it. A gifted with the ability to control metal stood before him, and he essentially described himself as unskilled but willing to get his hands dirty. Sounded like an occupation in dung hauling might just be his calling...
He was clearly a ruffian. A thug with no true purpose. A nameless, disloyal, man who had been given something valuable and used it to floss his teeth. It was a pity Marjolaine hadn't executed him when she'd had the chance. As it was now, an execution was the last thing Cassian intended to do as one of his first orders as regent. Besides, despite the man's current apparent uselessness, Cassia was sure he could find a use for him yet.
"Are you able," Cassian began, his voice grave, as if he was about to ask something wicked of the man, "to stay out of trouble if you are released into Loren, or will the guards be bringing you back to the dungeons shortly after release for some petty crime?" His gaze was nothing short of flat.
Post by Othello Allemeade on Aug 16, 2021 4:14:27 GMT -5
"If I was granted sucha' wish yer Kingness I'd be forever in yer debt," Othello felt odd to be telling the truth but here he was with a slight tremor in his hands at the potential chance of freedom! He was sure he smelled the hint of his home for a brief moment, the sea never beckoned him so strongly, "Comin' back to be forgotten inna cell wouldn't be on my list of fings to do again, tha' I can put on my life and if I can swear to it fer ya' to believe I would...cross me heart'n hope to die."
Post by Cassian Rainecourt on Aug 17, 2021 18:39:25 GMT -5
Cassian's gaze was unwavering. For however earnest the response might have seemed, he didn't believe it for a single second. First of all, the man had said he'd be in Cassian's debt, but he didn't say he wouldn't get in trouble. Secondly, he'd already proclaimed himself to be the man to go to for the dirty work. Men like him didn't change. They didn't get clean, not at this age. He would be causing trouble and mischief for the remainder of his years, Cassian had no doubt. This kind of scum was some of the lowliest on the earth, Julius had taught him. He was loyal to none, which made him an enemy to all. If Cassian had it his way, he'd be put down. Unfortunately for him, though fortunately for Othello, Marjolaine had exceeded her execution quota for the year.
"Well," Cassian said decidedly, "you've given me something to think on." His eyes then moved to the soldiers behind the man, who were wordlessly beckoned to lead the fellow away.
Post by Othello Allemeade on Aug 17, 2021 19:22:13 GMT -5
"Obviously nah enough King," Othello quickly added, "I offered Captain Tybalt's Mother a idea, told 'im the same, if tha' key to this lock can be found to me collar, I wanna trial by combat. Against yer Captain, for my freedom, or life. They accepted."
Othello shrugged and gave his fox like smile before allowing the King's guards to lead him out, "That's sumthin'to think o'bout."
Post by Cassian Rainecourt on Aug 18, 2021 12:49:14 GMT -5
It really wasn't. Tybalt accepting that kind of challenge didn't render it something Cassian had to respect. He was the regent now, after all, and his word was law. He wasn't going to have reckless vagabonds causing chaos in the streets for any reason. If Tybalt wanted to have some fun with a spar, then so be it, but Othello's freedom wouldn't depend on something of that nature.
Cassian said none of this. He simply watched as the man was taken out.