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Aaron 04-05-2014 10:23 PM

Duncan Montrose
 
DUNCAN MONTROSE

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[OOC Information]

Your Name: Aaron
RP Experience: Over ten years.
Your Character's Player Base: Charles Dance

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[Basic Information]

Character Name: Duncan Montrose
Character Age: 51
Gender: Male
Birthday: March 22, 190
Home Castle/City: Belleile, Forsilvra
House: Montrose

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[Appearance]

Duncan is your typical man from Arbrecht. Tall, well defined features, and a dignified posture. He's reasonably active as his position allows, and while he is not as stong as he used to be in his youth, he is not weak by any stretch of the matter. He is of a hardy disposition, and presents himself in a dignified manner. As the Seneschal, he is seen wearing well tailored clothing, but it is practical and tasteful, while still appearing regal and reflecting the authority of the Crown with which he represents.

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[Personality]

Duncan in almost all respects is very much a man of Arbrecht. He was raised there, and in a manner which would have initially made him equal with his elder brother Malcolm. He was fond of all sorts of things that any other child growing up in Maldenham might enjoy; sword fighting, horsemanship, archery, and while at one point in his life he also enjoyed the sight of blood. Now he's mostly indifferent to it, having seen so much of it over the years. He also enjoys dancing, but not the graceful styles that are done at balls. His favourite form of dancing would be more confined to a bawdy house; at least in the Capital. He is also not entirely fond of academia, and when it comes to reading and writing, Duncan takes his time at it, namely because he had no time for it in his youth and learned only by necessity. He was loud and boisterous for a time, content to make merry with his friends and relatives, but that eventually changed. Now Duncan is mostly cold, and reserved from almost all people, apart from his children, his ward, and the King.

The change happened gradually over time, but it was sparked by a succession issue in Maldenham when he was much younger. To say his relationship with his brother Malcolm is not as good as it used to be is an understatement. There is still a begrudging respect, but in all of his dealings with Malcolm it is purely related to business, although if any harm was to come to Maldenham, Duncan still holds the old clan ideals dear - everyone is a brother or sister and they must be protected, even if you don't like them. Blood is most certainly thicker than water to Duncan.

He does not get along well with women who weep and gossip, and he holds utter contempt to those who act cowardly or talk too highly of themselves. He absolutely hates vanity and not getting to the point. In most people's eyes this makes him sour and in some respects they would be right. However, Duncan has far too many things to worry about in the daily running of the kingdom and the castle. But the fact that there are so many people in the Capital who are like that did not help Duncan's transition from life in Maldenham to Forsilvra. But while these people and the change of scenery did dampen his mood, it did not affect his spirit. Duncan still remains ever competitive with these people. He resigned himself to beating them at their own game without going through the same mannerisms as them. He would get work done, and he would do it well and beyond expectations. But it would be done in a direct manner, without floundering or any ostentatiousness.

With all that in mind, Duncan made a rather unexpected turn from that of a warrior to that of a politician. Schemes and plots would be done, outmaneuvering rivals at court, and even some acts of compromise. In some respects the two fields were not that different from one another. Battle plans had to be kept secret and done in private, armies were maneuvered around to flank enemies, and sometimes ground even had to be given up in order to obtain a more advantageous position. Because of their similarities, Duncan took to them well, and has become a rather good courtier at that. It also helps that he was expected to be unremarkable in that area, and because of this was able to gain some upper hands due to the underestimation. And because of this, he has gone so far to keep his feelings and intentions secret from even his own children; though he loves them dearly. Each of them carry aspects of his past; Cameron and Kenneth carry his natural affinity with the sword, though the two of them are completely different to one another and represent different aspects. They still remind him of what he used to be. Kenna reminds him of his mother, someone who he loved unconditionally, and who loved him back in the same manner. She instilled in him a lot of the things for which built him now, as well as also getting him to forsake his previous ways of a sexually open lifestyle. She asked him to stop, and out of his love for her he did so.

He holds fast to the memory of his late wife, another woman whom he loved greatly. He has kept faithful to her, turning down all offers of remarriage. This is both in part because of his fondness for her and to honour the life that the two of them had together, but also because he knows of the potential troubles that can spring up in a family of half-siblings. It's also for this matter that he has not chosen his true heir. Duncan is explicitly a tanist, and wants to keep the heir an elective position, though in his case it can only truly be decided by himself. For that reason, he gives equal attention to both of his sons.


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[History]
(Originally Written by Mike)
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There were no great signs in the water or in the sky when Gregor Montrose’s second son was born. The child was strong and made his father proud. There was a feast in the honor of Duncan, but next day everybody went about their matters. Not only did Gregor have a son already, he was not even the Earl of Green yet, although he was carrying the title of Tanist – the heir and second-in-command of the Montrose clan.

For the first few years nothing remarkable happened. Duncan grew into a healthy boy, and slowly honed his strength doing everyday chores about the keep. He carried pails of water, sacks of grain and flour, cleaned clothes and skinned game brought from the hunt. In the evenings he listened to songs and stories given by bards, old men and wondering warrior monks. He especially liked to hear the stories about his clans exploits, their famous raids and feuds with other clans, of which they almost got victorious. His favorite was Monroe The Bold. He told all the adults that he would grow to be a famous warrior and he’d become another Monroe, famous in songs and histories. Of course, the men laughed, and after a time women started scolding him for it.

Still, when he was seven, Duncan stole into the chamber of his uncle, who was in charge of training the castle youths, and won him over. From then on, the boy had started training arduously. At first, he was not allowed a weapon, not even a dull knife, or a stick. He was still mostly running errands for his uncle, and watching in envy as Malcolm wrestled and played at swords with older boys. But that changed merely a month later, when he was approached by three boys from lesser clans, wards and hostages of the Earl. They came to bully him. By the time his uncle found him, Duncan was beaten bloody, had a broken rib and some scrapes, but one of the attackers was in even worse state, and the lead bully’s nose was broken. Duncan was tall and strong for his age, with a heart for the fight, and he didn’t let anyone less than a Montrose lord over him. After a few days of convalescence, he emerged in the training yard with a wooden sword in his hand.

By the age of ten, Duncan was as fearsome as they got. He regularly beat other boys with swords and with bows, even some of the older ones. He rarely fought against Malcolm, but when he did, they were first almost matched, and as the fights occurred, gradually Duncan increased his advantage over the older brother. It was just that he had more natural skill and determination for the sword than his brother. He grew confident and more haughty with every fight he won. He hungered to prove himself, and to earn the right to carry a sword like the adults did. In Maldenham culture, a boy becomes a man when he is given his first sword, but he must prove that he is ready.

Duncan’s chance came sooner than anyone expected. When he was just twelve, some serfs of Montrose were overrun in a raid by the Bodie clan, Montroses’ most stalwart competitors whose allegiance was only formal. Some people were killed, some cattle stolen, but most of all, the honor of Montrose lay at stake. Swift retribution was necessary for the Earl to keep other clans in check. Duncan was as outraged as any of the adults, and furious that his older brother was invited to an evening council of the Earl, his sons and chieftains. With no care for the punishment he would get if he was caught, the boy eavesdropped through a door while the men decided to move the following morning against the Bodie stronghold. With heart in his throat, drunk on the vision of glory and fame, Duncan stole a sword and a horse that night, and galloped away from the family lands an into the Bodie lands. He knew the way, as his father took him twice to the fair that took place at the Bodie seat. An hour after dawn, he spotted the buildings of the place, and lay in hiding waiting. Half the day he waited, restless and hungry, wet from the ever falling rain, until he spotted the van of his grandfather’s troops. The Bodies, alarmed by their fleeing serfs, left their keep to give Montrose battle, although they were outnumbered three to one.

The following events are known as the Lion’s Fury. The forces of Montrose and allies beat the Bodies totally. The leaders of the clan surrendered and meekly invited the victors into their castle, for their defeat to be feasted on their own cattle, bread and mead. Among the glorious fighters was one twelve years old boy, sharing places with the men of the Montrose. The old Earl of Green sat and listened to a “trial” in which Duncan’s own father described to the assembled his son’s “atrocities”: theft, insubordination, recklessness, and pressed for the righteous punishment. Half the way into the scene, Gregor suddenly changed the tune, boasting and counting the valiant deeds of his younger son, how he had slain ten foes himself, and restored honor to his family. Cheered and congratulated, Duncan was then given the same sword he’d stolen and used in battle, and dubbed the Quickfoot for rushing to the battle whilst all the grown warriors still remained at Maldenham.

Considered a grown-up by the clan rights, Duncan now started to travel round the Green with the men of the Earl, collecting due and making sure the clans were still in obedience to their lord. He liked this life, every night under a different roof, or at campfire, sometimes a fight with a brigand, sometimes a woman’s body wrapped around his own. When he reached fifteen, he was tall and handsome, able to overcome any opponent in a fight, and woo most country girls with a clan dance. The Quickfoot stood at the head of a warrior band, still delivering Earl’s harsh justice to the land, and started to gain notoriety, while rarely staying at home, with his own family, though loving them no less.

Then it rocketed, and again because of the Bodies. The defeated clan, while impoverished, still had their pride and lands, and was scheming over the years to pay the Montroses back for the disgrace of Lion’s Fury. They have managed to convince some lesser clans that the Tanist – Earl’s heir – Gregor Montrose was a silly, little man, who was going to threaten the ancient way of clan life. In truth, Duncan’s father was uncharacteristically interested in the foreign lands (even other parts of Arbrecht are foreign to the clansmen, since they have a vastly different culture), going so far as marrying a woman from outside the Green and keeping contact with bannerlords. So when the old Earl finally died and Gregor ascended as the Earl, the inevitable happened. The Bodies and their followers rose in rebellion.

The uprising was a total surprise. The Bodie Clan and their supporters marched quickly to Maldenham with a strength that could easily overwhelm the Montroses. They meant to repeat the events of Lion’s Fury, only with reverse results. However, to their great surprise, Gregor did not choose to face them in open battle, as was the custom. Instead, the new Earl of Green shut the gates of his castle and, forcing the enemies to start a siege, for which they were drastically unprepared. The situation of the Montroses was not good though. The food was scarce, the defenders few, and the news of Montrose hiding in his castles were a threat to the Earl’s authority, a possible incentive for more clans to join the rebel cause and seek their independence. To make matters worse, almost every man of the Montrose was trapped inside the castle.

It was blind fate that Duncan was not among them. A day before he’d heard about some raiders wreaking havoc in the west, so he departed to deal with them. When he learned of his family’s predicament, Duncan didn’t spare a moment. Many a man would rush head-on to help his kin, but Duncan wasn’t stupid. He knew that the little power at his command would be overwhelmed and destroyed by the size of the enemy. He decided to divide his men to quickly dispatch the message to the loyal clans of the area. At one place it was the power of the name Montrose that gained him swords, at another his personal fame brought him volunteers, and one or two clan chiefs were bought with the promises of marriages, wealth and influence. Whatever he promised, Quickfoot proved his name was apt. Within a couple days he had a number of men that he would dare to throw against the Bodies. And so he did. He fell upon them in the night, managing to surprise them, alas the battle was fierce. In the middle of the fight, Montrose men emerged from the castle gates, led by Malcolm himself, and that was when the foes decided to flee. Maldenham suffered pillage, but the Montroses were free.

Duncan did not wait. The same night, he pursued the fleeing foes hard, giving them a taste of the sword several times. Although the Bodies returned to their stronghold and close the gates, Duncan immediately ordered an assault, which he led himself. The defenders didn’t expect the need to hold their castle, and were easily overwhelmed, although many of the attackers died, and Duncan himself was wounded in the arm and leg. Bleeding still, he stood before the still living members of the Bodie clan: the old chief, his great grandson, women and children and infants. Without remorse he commanded their execution and watched his men slay the defenseless with a malicious smirk on his lips. Later in the day, Malcolm Montrose arrived at the castle, and saw the bodies strewn upon the battlements. He chided his brother for the deed, and they quarreled. The Quickfoot and his band left the grounds in a fiery temper.

Over the next couple of years, Duncan decided to leave the Green and explore Arbrecht. Monroe roamed the entire province, it was said, performing extraordinary things. Quickfoot wanted no less than the extraordinary hero. He was seen everywhere except Ernsaw, due to his despise of the people. He had not truly returned to Maldenham until four years have passed, and his father called in the family for the election of the Tanist, the Earl’s heir. Duncan arrived in good spirits. He was sure, despite being the second brother, that he would be chosen. He was better in sword and war than Malcolm, and his fame among the land was much greater. He was the fierce Quickfoot, loving and observing the Green’s customs, rituals and laws. Surely there could be no better next Earl than him. But to his greatest dismay and anger, Gregor Montrose decided upon a travesty. Having secured the support of the major clans (there was no major opposition since the Bodies were destroyed), the Earl decreed from then on and forever the Tanist shall be the Earl’s oldest son. It was clearly influenced by the traditions of other lands were such successions have been practiced for ages. But it was not the way of Maldenham. Duncan felt betrayed, and didn’t waste the time to make it known.

His father explained to him in private, that without Duncan’s knowledge he had secured him the post on the king’s council far away in Forsilvra. Gregor’s idea was that the family needed to make a mark on the world, be known, and Duncan’s fame and battle prowess were perfect for that task. But Duncan was not amused, especially when he learned what kind of post he was supposed to take. The Seneschal. A glorified servant! To look over feasts and if the king’s privy was clean! He felt affronted, and stormed out of the room, bitterly disappointed and filled with wrath. He had not spoken with his father ever again. The following day he left with an escort of two score clansmen, clad in what was supposed to be the best attire. He hardly looked at his father and brother, but he did briefly speak to Edme and little Craig, promising they would see him again. Then he rode on to Fyrsbruck, and boarded a ship south.

His voyage was a terrible one. He was distrustful of the ship and the sea, since Maldenham was a landlocked place. He quickly turned sick and rarely left his cabin. To make matters worse, there were storms on the way, and the trip was long. When Duncan finally arrived at Forsilvra, he was green from the sickness, lean and weak. He tried to muster all his pride and glamour for the meeting with the king, but he did not make much of an impression. He blundered over the foreign etiquette, was laughed at, and nearly drew his sword in the presence of the king, but luckily was stopped in time before the crucial trespass was made. From then on, Duncan started to drink and disregard his duties, passing them on to his deputy, a seasoned old courtier who served the previous Seneschal. He shirked a courtly education and preferred to venture to town with the friends he brought from the Green. Their exploits were widely known and colorful, and often reached the ears of the king. He killed a few men in swordfights, disrespected some priests and affronted wealthy merchants. It was only to the eccentricity of the king that Duncan was not severely punished. But his reputation was tattered and he didn’t seem to mind, utterly disgusted by the people and surroundings.

The change, as often, came with a woman. Giverny Fleurant arrived at court roughly three months after Duncan did. She accompanied her father, who wished to find her a good marriage prospect. Duncan was immediately taken in by the girl’s beauty. It was the first and only time he had really fallen in love, but it was not with the beauty, but the temperament. At first, the warrior thought he could easily win the woman over like he did with many in Arbrecht. He decided to choose a courtly ball to impress her. The appearance of Duncan Montrose at such an event was already a matter for gossip. He never arrived at them before, a he was always an object of quiet irony. However, this time Duncan was sober and prepared. Lady Giverny was as always charming at the dance floor. At a time he thought right, Duncan called the carefully picked musicians to play a Maldenham tune, and he made clear advances on the lady while dancing a clan’s dance. He hardly got to the half of it when laughter and mockery ensued. And worst of it all, Giverny herself laughed the loudest.

Duncan fled that room but he didn’t give up. It was then that he decided he had a battle to fight, and a war to win. He would become the most refined courtier of them all and win Giverny’s heart despite all. It took him months of hard study, stumbles and pains. The new customs were hard to understand, and worst of all, he knew not how to read. But he had a great teacher in the person of the man who was performing his duties for him. His name was Aterstan.

Aterstan convinced Duncan of the importance of picking up his duties and appearing in court more often. Under the tutor’s guide, Duncan even learnt to soften his hard northern accent that was often an object of teasing. In only four months Duncan has proven the impossible, but sheer determination transforming from a wildling to almost a refined courtier of the south. He still did stumble, his knowledge of the culture was shallow, but he could put a mask of manners on. And, more importantly, he learned how to dance proper. While he does it rarely, Duncan indeed know the steps of many Forsilvran dances, and it was again on the dance floor that he approached Lady Giverny four months after the disastrous ball. Her father was still looking to find her a husband, for Lady Giverny was very hard to please and a menace to her suitors. But Duncan always thrived on a challenge. Their first real dance went on much better, indeed the court was gobsmacked by the changed Seneschal. Duncan also started to repair his reputation by getting engaged in castle and council work. And soon he actually struck a sort of friendship with the Authority of Diplomacy, and started to learn politics.

Seven months after he first laid his eyes upon her, Duncan Montrose wed Giverny Fleurant in a splendid court ceremony. Her father agreed to the match, relieved to finally give her away. Duncan was a councilor, and a changed man, so it was not that hard to strike the match. The couple lived very happily. Duncan’s marriage were the happiest days of his life. He loved Giverny madly, for her he curbed his drinking and fighting, limiting himself to sword and bow practice, and to hunting in the nearby woods. As Duncan grew into influence and a rather fearsome reputation (he was never meek in front of his enemies), the court started whispering that the Seneschal ruled the castle, and Lady Giverny ruled the Seneschal. Soon they had their first child, a son he named Cameron. But they had no more children for the next even years, although they tried. Finally, Giverny became pregnant again, and the couple was overjoyed, even more when not one but two children were born, a boy and a girl. The happiness however was cut short by Giverny’s illness. The labor was very hard for her, and she perished several days after, beseeching her husband to take good care of their children. She also commanded him to name the twins for beauty, not for courage or anything else. Obediently, Duncan named his twin children Kenneth and Kenna, “the fair one” in the ancient language of the Green.

After his wife’s death, Duncan changed again. He did not return to the way he was before he knew her, for it would not suit his surroundings, and he had forgotten how to be truly “wild”. Instead, he focused on the good of his children. And this he saw in a peculiar way – by ensuring they had riches and power. Duncan grew more and more grim and quiet, more fearsome than ever. He became the “iron Seneschal” for the way he treats his duty and his subjects. He has found countless ways to bring saving to the royal coffer by scanting on the servants and functions. Quietly though, he was siphoning some of the money to his own coffers, for the good of his family. His oldest son was married to a Harcourt without his influence, but forced by Malcolm, which is a topic of some animosity between the two. But, for the good of the family, he reestablished contacts with his brother the Earl. Although Malcolm and he don’t see eye to eye on many things, Duncan has abandoned any grief about the issue of succession in Maldenham. He was never seen in better mood than when Kenneth became the Horn of Arbrecht, and Kenna married one of the councilors. And now, after the plague hit and a boy king is left on the throne, Duncan is trying to win the young monarch over, especially hoping that the boy will choose Kenneth Montrose to be his personal guard, friend and tutor.
Thankfully it seemed to Duncan that his son Kenneth was chosen to be the Lord Commander of the Horns. It was unfortunate to lose so many potential candidates in the entire process, but his main concern of furthering the prestige of his house has come to pass. Kenneth has come into his own, become his own man, Kenna was wed to a powerful councilman, and Cameron appeared to be making his own name for himself as well. Duncan could now consider himself content in that realm.

But he had other things that he had to deal with once that was over. There were quite a few problematic issues with national security. Duncan had under his jurisdiction the authority for justice, and justice was currently not being served. Lord Jon Fitzwulf's killer had still not been apprehended, though investigations were continually happening. There was also the hugely important matter of discovering who murdered Lady Prothero. That was also being looked into, but leads were hard to come by. However, the most important thing which needed to be discovered, and eventually would be was who attempted to murder the King within his own palace.

The search was long and in some ways difficult, but in this matter there was at the very least a paper trail. One that was wracked in code and mystery, but the trail was there. All that was required was for it to be broken. A letter was apprehended by a man who worked for Duncan, this letter was then brought to the Seneschal, and for a great long while he had poured over it, attempting to figure out what was contained within. It was a tricky code, but Duncan managed to crack it. It lead to Bradyn Forthwind, the Authority of War. Duncan had a respect for the man in some manner, but he did not entirely care for him. He was skilled, that much was clear for he had been able to elude them as long as he did. But he made a mistake, a mistake which lead to his downfall and apprehension. His son Kenneth was the one who lead the arrest, and it was a fortunate one; he was caught in his dealings with a Linchao agent. This brought a great many materials to Duncan's investigation, and all that was necessary now was to wait for a trial to happen. There was no doubt in Duncan's mind that King Adrien would wish the man to be executed for his treasonous crimes. Duncan agreed with that fact, but he also couldn't help but feel upset that he would be losing a significant competitor, one who carried with him a significant amount of knowledge. Duncan knew that this knowledge would have to be revealed in some way, and he would eventually make preparations for extracting it.

However, while all of that was going on, Duncan had another issue that would have to be addressed, but it was something personal. He had known for a while that his daughter had been hurt when she was younger. But it seemed that now there was an ever looming shadow that was following her. Someone was stalking her like prey. He would take steps to uncover this and make them pay for it. He could be a vengeful man when he set himself to it, and anyone harming Kenna, or even attempting to do so he would not stand for.

However, now his sights fixed to another task. One which he would continually work towards now that the King and Council were in Arbrecht. Jon Fitzwulf's murder and the usurpation of Lady Elanor Fitzwulf. His brother had taken part in this. He knew that there was no love in Arbrecht for the Fitzwulfs, they had brutalized the people there and made many enemies. However, the fact of the matter was that they had broken the King's peace, and had mostly refused to listen to him. Even worse was the fact that Malcolm was taking part in all of this. He would most assuredly have to be questioned on the matter. He had already lied before hand when the two of them met. Duncan could only believe that Malcolm would lie again. It seemed that their history together would never settle down, and while Duncan had simply let the succession issue go, he did not share much love for his brother, and Malcolm would likely know what was coming. Though the love he does not share for his elder brother instead goes to his younger siblings; Edme and Craig. In some respects Craig reminded him of his former self, a part that he could not forget and certainly still had fond memories for. Edme on the other hand got his love because she was an independent sort, and he had some sympathies for her concerning the previous arrangement of her marriage, first to Dornan Philippe but that was eventually cut short, and finally to Thomas Fitzwulf. He knows what it is like to lose a spouse, but it is even more difficult to do so from an act of war. Duncan did not care much for the Fitzwulf family in and of themselves, but he did care for his family's happiness and safety, and so he hopes to attempt to comfort his younger sister in this troubling time.

And like always, it seemed that things were never ending in the kingdom. Duncan had no lack of work to do, for he also would have to maintain the status and authority of the King as he was in Arbrecht. The King had managed to make the man who was a ghost; Corbin Blanchard acquiesce to his demands. But still there was defiance. A wedding was held there in the North, and Duncan could no doubt feel it would be wracked with hostility. But now that the King has been wed to his wife; Lady Elanor Fitzwulf, Duncan realizes that things will be made ever more difficult in the future. The Protheros will have to be appeased; both with finding the killer of Lord Maldwyn's mother, but also for the spurning of the betrothal. There would be more work having to be dealt with concerning Linchao and Bradyn Forthwind, and the death of Jon Fitzwulf still needed to have its loose ends tied up. Not to mention the fact that the new Queen will now have to deal with potential threats. While that in and of itself is not something that is specifically part of his duties as Seneschal, it is still weighing heavily on his mind. Like before, his hopes rested on Kenneth.


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[Writing Sample]

He leaned back in his chair and placed the quill down. He then picked up the document, and read the letters slowly, making sure there was no mistake. This was an official document afterall. Pleased witht he fact that there was none, but also equally annoyed by the fact that he had to do this, Duncan then folded it up into an envelope, and then took some heated wax and dripped a few drops on it. After that was done he took his seal, and stamped it closed. What he just wrote was an approval of a commission to clean the castle plumbing. All that needed to be done now was to get funding from the Authority of Coin. He had a bunch of letters and documents he had written. Business was business around here, and while he hated the paperwork, it was his duty to get it done and he took it seriously.

Sighing to himself, Duncan arose from his chair, leaving the stack of letters and documents on his desk; they could be sent off at another time since none were especially urgent. Business was finished, and he took great distinction in seperating his business from his own personal quiet time. He left the office in his manor, retiring to his own private chambers, a place where he could be content and at ease, to get away from everything else. He sat down in the chair and looked at the painting on the wall, his dear wife Giverny. In her presence was when he was his true self, away from the mask that he wore at court and in business. It seemed his life was like a coin, on one side complete and utter business and strictly lawful without any emotion whatsoever. On the opposite side was a depiction of glory, memories of a happier time or a momentous event, or even something a simple as an animal that held significant meaning to the kingdom. Or perhaps even a door for that matter. It was like a wall, blocking things out, appearing strict and imposing. But on the other side was something serene, beautiful even. Something that was to be protected and cherished, kept away from the outside troubles.

He was now on the inside, the mask was off, the coin was flipped. He looked longingly at the portrait of Giverny, and imagined her presence was still here in this very room that they once shared. He could smell her scent, hear her voice, and even imagined her laying there on the bed where they slept, content to simply be in the presence of one another. Not talking, no actions, just being. Duncan could not give up that part of his life for anything or anyone else. Nobody could fill the hole that she had left with her passing. But at the same time, he also knew that Giverny would not want him to be this way. She would have wanted him to have someone to confide in like how he used to confide in her. He allowed himself to smile as he thought of her. Smiling made one vulnerable, and in this position, Duncan perhaps was at his most vulnerable. He whispered, so that the glimpse of his wife would not leave him, "You are still in my heart." He imagined that Giverny spoke to him, and she said, "You need more than my memory." Duncan attempted to call out to her, to say no, but that moment was gone now. The dream was so fragile that anything more than a whisper could make it vanish. He knew in his own thoughts she was right; but to what end would that mean?


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[Timeline of Events]


MALDENHAM

Year 190: Duncan is born.
Year 202: Duncan earns the right to carry a sword.
Year 206: Gregor Montrose becomes Earl of Green. Duncan defeats the Bodie Clan.
Year 210: Duncan leaves Maldenham over a conflict about the succession laws; Duncan becomes Seneschal.
Year 211: Duncan marries Giverny Fleurant; Cameron Montrose is born.
Year 216: Cameron is betrothed to Ashleigh Harcourt.
Year 218: Kenneth and Kenna Montrose are born; Giverny dies.
Year 225: Gregor Montrose dies. Malcolm Montrose becomes Earl of Green.
Year 229: Cameron marries Ashleigh Harcourt.
Year 236: Kenna marries Nathaniel Merrick
Year 237: Kenneth becomes Horn of Arbrecht.
Year 241: Game begins.


Friday 04-05-2014 10:24 PM

@Kenneth Montrose for family connection, me as a sister and then @Jenn

Jenn 04-05-2014 10:35 PM

@Aaron for the history can you include 1) Duncan's role in Bradyn's arrest (Duncan is the one who did all the work to find out how they could apprehend him and is in charge of preparing the trial) 2) the fact that he found out Kenna was hurt as a teen and is being stalked 3) the fact that is brother was part of the overthrow of the Fitzwulfs as he was also assigned to find Jon's killer.

<3

Aaron 04-05-2014 11:22 PM

@Jenn. Done, I hope it's sufficient.

Premaximum 04-06-2014 12:28 PM

Looks great to me. It will be awesome to have daddy in play!

*stamp*

Jenn 04-06-2014 04:45 PM

Thank you @Aaron I am excited (even if that means no gaius!)
@Friday

Friday 04-07-2014 03:16 PM

I have only one thing I want to be added, and that is purely for personal reasons: how does he feel about his only sister Edme (whom I play!) who left home against her family's wishes to marry her husband's killer (Thomas Fitzwulf!) and now Thomas is dead and Malcolm is hell-bent on bring her back to Maldenham!? @Aaron

Friday 04-07-2014 10:54 PM

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