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- Prince (and Heir-Apperent) Canian of House Yeth-
Age- 23
Sex- Male
Height- 6' 2"
Weight- 141 lbs
Build- Strong, but a bit leaner in the belly and waist. Strong shoulders, though
Eyes- Purple-hinted blue
Hair- Dirty blond
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A long time ago (actually, around the year 1013 CE), there was a kingdom on the southern boundries of what we might call the Neatherlands. This kingdom, Yith, was ruled by the many branchs of the House of Yeth, with their king, Thesbius Yeth, ruling the great capital keep in the center of the nation. However, the kingdom being the size it was, he could not manage it all directly, and so the other members of his house ran the smaller holdfasts around the land, ensuring that the people remained safe, justice was done, and taxs where paid.
I know all of this, because I was his eldest son. Canian of House Yeth, Lord of The Hill and Heir apperent to the nation. My hall was a rather small hall... though it by no means lacked royal comforts. I had servents, soilders, meat and mead... enough to keep a man safe and warm, no doupt. However, I also had responsablities... and while I understood that, sometimes the where a burdan. Day in and day out, I was burdened with the affairs of the province; judging cases of stolen livestock, running over the balances, taking in state visitors from the nearby principalities... in became almost a nightmare at times. Of course, I knew it was only preporations for my days as king, as my only legiment brother, Ezekial, was seven years of age.
Today, I had just awoken from my slumber, dressing myself without the aid of a page... I did not beleive in such frivolties. A woman might need assistance with her clothing, but that was an indulgence for their sex. Slowly, I wound down the stairs of the central tower, feeling the draft that signalled the start of autaum. The harvest would be upon us soon... and that would be quite a good thing. Still, it did mean more work, but for the festivities... and the tourniments.
I finnally entered the audence room, a few peasents and noblemen already gathered at the sides, the peasents in awe at the rather modest tapistires of the wall, the smoothly carved stone, and the seat of light leather that I set myself upon. My dress today conisted of a boiled lather tunic, a vest of gold-trimmed wool over it, long horsehide leggings, and light boots, dyed in the colors of my father's line; purple and white. Slowly, I scanned over the people, setting myself down in the chair. Another day.. but, perhaps, it would be worth it.
Then, before I could speak, the door on the far end of the hall squeked open, a balding guard sticking his head in through the door. "You're highness. Her lady the princess has a suiter who begs for an audience with you and her. Shall I send him in?"
Shifting a bit in my seat, I looked over the people... she was my responsablity after my father sent her out here with me, that's true, but it did look like the day was going to be rather busy. Still, I could never lose the chance to find somebody good enough for my sweet, sweet sister. "Send him in, and bring the princess down to see me at once."
Age- 23
Sex- Male
Height- 6' 2"
Weight- 141 lbs
Build- Strong, but a bit leaner in the belly and waist. Strong shoulders, though
Eyes- Purple-hinted blue
Hair- Dirty blond
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A long time ago (actually, around the year 1013 CE), there was a kingdom on the southern boundries of what we might call the Neatherlands. This kingdom, Yith, was ruled by the many branchs of the House of Yeth, with their king, Thesbius Yeth, ruling the great capital keep in the center of the nation. However, the kingdom being the size it was, he could not manage it all directly, and so the other members of his house ran the smaller holdfasts around the land, ensuring that the people remained safe, justice was done, and taxs where paid.
I know all of this, because I was his eldest son. Canian of House Yeth, Lord of The Hill and Heir apperent to the nation. My hall was a rather small hall... though it by no means lacked royal comforts. I had servents, soilders, meat and mead... enough to keep a man safe and warm, no doupt. However, I also had responsablities... and while I understood that, sometimes the where a burdan. Day in and day out, I was burdened with the affairs of the province; judging cases of stolen livestock, running over the balances, taking in state visitors from the nearby principalities... in became almost a nightmare at times. Of course, I knew it was only preporations for my days as king, as my only legiment brother, Ezekial, was seven years of age.
Today, I had just awoken from my slumber, dressing myself without the aid of a page... I did not beleive in such frivolties. A woman might need assistance with her clothing, but that was an indulgence for their sex. Slowly, I wound down the stairs of the central tower, feeling the draft that signalled the start of autaum. The harvest would be upon us soon... and that would be quite a good thing. Still, it did mean more work, but for the festivities... and the tourniments.
I finnally entered the audence room, a few peasents and noblemen already gathered at the sides, the peasents in awe at the rather modest tapistires of the wall, the smoothly carved stone, and the seat of light leather that I set myself upon. My dress today conisted of a boiled lather tunic, a vest of gold-trimmed wool over it, long horsehide leggings, and light boots, dyed in the colors of my father's line; purple and white. Slowly, I scanned over the people, setting myself down in the chair. Another day.. but, perhaps, it would be worth it.
Then, before I could speak, the door on the far end of the hall squeked open, a balding guard sticking his head in through the door. "You're highness. Her lady the princess has a suiter who begs for an audience with you and her. Shall I send him in?"
Shifting a bit in my seat, I looked over the people... she was my responsablity after my father sent her out here with me, that's true, but it did look like the day was going to be rather busy. Still, I could never lose the chance to find somebody good enough for my sweet, sweet sister. "Send him in, and bring the princess down to see me at once."
