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Master Alexis Arthur Andrew Laurentius Christopher Philip Harold Pierre Reginald Alessio Gian Paolo Giorgio Giulio Adalbert Irenaeus James Leopold Spiridon Ishmael Pio Vincenzo Francesco Marco Iñigo Gustavus Athanasius Constantine Stephanopoulous Reza Carlos Jaakov Franz Frederick Ferdinand Wilhelm Jacques Augusto Antonio Horatio Ernst Laszlo Amadeus von Habichtsbergen van der Osteyricjh Andrássy Sapientia, Hospodar and Metropolitan of Krytzillikinarnessus.

Race: Human (Pure Vagaran on father’s side, Baijani-Medonian on mother’s side)

Age: 17 Patterns (24 Junctior as pattern birth-brightening)

Personality:

Born heir to a minor aristocratic house, he has known luxury and comfort all his life. The tone of command to instruct servants is but second nature, and the relaxed, smooth, and lilting diction so enamored of the ruling class comes easy to him. He is very observant of one’s bearing, and can be a handful to deal with at times. His consecration as concurrent Metropolitan of his fief has knocked some compassion and humility into him, but periodic internal clashes between the authority he bears by his ring of office, responsibility borne from his consecration, being a scion of an aristocratic House, and his own personal wants, tend to erupt from time to time and give him no peace of mind. He is well-read, that is to say, knows a little about a lot. His weakness (aside from girls who just stare admiringly at him for more than the normal time—which can literally paralyze Alexis) is that once he’s opened his mouth, it’s difficult for him to stop.

A handsome and polite young man in the prime of his youth with a spring in his step and overflowing confidence easily directed towards anything he puts his mind to, Alexis is the poster boy for the new and enlightened aristocracy. He can be imperious and childlike at times, overly curious to the point of imposing; sweet, charming, fun-loving, and energetic as a teenager flush with the joy of life, and as carefree, moody, shy, food-voracious, fastidiously self-conscious about his appearance, and magnetically attracted to the female form just like every other boy…err, young man his age.

Appearance:

Straight but flowing hair, impeccably combed, though always flying in all directions thanks to the wind, or because girls always like ruffling it to tease him. Sparkling blue eyes of an almost-innocent that can turn piercing and give one a fright once he’s turned imperious. Blemishless face with irresistably pinchable cheeks and handsome patrician features. Curious and expressive eyes. Pearly-white teeth. Smooth porcelain skin of an aristocrat, always clean. Nails well-manicured. Impeccable coat with tails, tunic, cravat, cape with chain and clasps, trousers, black boots from the knee downwards. Currently looks like the regular Jebediah Aelyrian, nothing special clothing-wise, though just a little neater then Jebediah Aelyrian. Simple ring with the words Hospodar * Krytzillikinarnessus * Alexis * Sapientia engraved therein, worn at right ring finger. A crafted metal pectoral emblem worn on a string around his neck with an ancient Aelyrian symbol that appears to be a fish. Somewhat tall for his age, and with the lithe body that all growing boys tend to have, thanks to a metabolism on overdrive.

Foresight of Secrets:

One thing though: Alexis doesn’t know that his despised uncle Maximillian has made things so (his tawdry apartment dwelling, send-off to Taralon and so forth) in order to depose his father, Leopold, from control of the House, effectively depriving Alexis of just about everything he holds dear, including his grand title of office (he’s also been defrocked as Metropolitan, and his cousin Rainier, Maximillian’s son, now controls all), inheritance, lands, and monies accruing to him by right, not to mention his father and mother, and separation from the sister he adores so much. If anyone ever told him that (and how would they know, anyway?), it would break his young idealistic heart and crush his gentle spirit so badly that he may never truly recover. At the moment, he thinks he’s been seconded as a page to the local lord—a normal procedure for noble families—to learn more about the art of ruling, when in fact he’s been sent there to get him out of his uncle’s way. Permanently, if Maximillian’s luck holds.

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Prehistory


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Life in those brightenings was good, and Leopold, son of Haakon, had made sure that everything was done in the grand style as in the olden brightenings, where servants knew their place, children were quietly tended to, and where the garden parties or grandiose darkening pracendas held at Habichtsbergen Palace soon became the stuff of parlour-hall and drawing-room legend. House Sapientia was a respected member of the social order in the north, a pillar of society, as it were, though more discreet and not as publicly known as other Houses of its stature.

In those brightenings, standard amusements included the Weserdammerung Vale Hunt, a joyous month-long deed hosted in Habichtsbergen where visiting nobility and other skilled horsemen took part in chasing game through the fields and the forests, and one that involved nearly all the freeholder tenants, either as participants or spectators. Most came for the feasting on the palace grounds that would later follow. Another favored activity, perhaps the most famous one, was the Primehiems Eve Banquet, where everyone gathered together for a grand darkening of goodwill in celebration for the blessings received during the previous era, and exchanged presents, to the delight of all, particularly the children.

Paradise at the lands of the Sapientias in the Osteyricjh estate was shadowed by dark clouds, however, in the same way stormy weather seemed to be building over Aelyria Prime and the rest of the Empire.

Maximillian, brother to Leopold, had long been brooding about the twist of fate that had denied him control over the House, and granted the younger Sapientia only scrapings from the rich Osteyricjh lands, such as the Margravate of Nijlgednyjek, and Fhigjiopfusrauge, granted to Maximillian’s son, Rainier, over which he reigned as Hospodar since his fifteenth-pattern birth-brightening. Certainly the poverty-ridden Fhigjiopfusrauge sub-estate was a far cry from bustling Krytzillikinarnessus, which Alexis held, and the manor at Nijlgednyjek was a pigsty compared to Habichtsbergen Palace, but since their uncles Olaf and Kristiaan still held some sway in the House Størthing, there was nothing Maximillian could do about it. It therefore seemed to be fortituous when Olaf and Kristiaan, close brothers even when the late Haakon was alive, perished while sailing in a force-ten gale. Drowned. Not even bestowal by his brother Leopold of the office of Steward of Osteyricjh, which controlled all revenue from House lands, could mollify his greed. He began plotting, aided by his son, and soon he had managed to swing the tide in his favor, alongside the coming into power of Julos in the Imperial Capital. Rainier, on the other hand, seemed to have possessed a natural talent for necromancy, to the delight of Maximillian’s new spellcaster friends in the Rakrya.

Leopold, sensing the way the winds blew, had secretly dispatched Alexis to Taralon far away to the southeast a little after the boy’s sixteenth birth-brightening, ostensibly to discipline the lad after being found kissing a young female, daughter of a tenant, in his apartments at the Palace. The closely-kept scandal was a convenient excuse to claim disfavor, and so the boy was dismissed from the precincts of Habichtsbergen, and his younger sister, Alexandra, was sent to school in a faraway province under an assumed name. In the meantime, all of Osteyricjh had fallen into Maximillian’s control and influence, thanks to the power of crowns, patronage, threats, or loose women. The only thing Maximillian had never been able to control was the local Church, and its Patriarch, Methodius. Methodius intended to preach a long and powerful Lesson on Primehiems Brightening, when everyone would be in a contemplative mood. It was said that at that same time, Methodius was to excommunicate the Margrave of Nijlgednyjek, and Hospodar of Fhigjiopfusrauge for spreading the Pox, falling far from the Faith and into the nefarious hands of Jorel-worshippers, and in so doing, remove them from any other lawful power, and deny them work from their churchgoing tenants.

Maximillian struck at the early candlemarks of Primehiems Brightening, the same time he knew when everyone would have been weary from subdued cheer the darkening before, thanks to the recent spread of the Pox. By sunsrise it was all over, and Maximillian waltzed into the Great Hall of Habichtsbergen, where held a feudal Manorial Court, and found Methodius guilty of apostasy, Leopold guilty of adultery, his wife Caroline guilty of witchcraft, and sentenced the rest of their loyal retainers to death for conspiracy and complicity in the same. All were locked in the Tower, but not before alleging, with the aid of manufactured evidence and the help of their servants, that Alexis and Alexandra had contracted the Pox long before, and would die anyway in great suffering. Eliza, Maximillian’s wife, prevailed upon her son and husband for a hint of detestable and misplaced mercy, and within a few cycles unwittingly watched two young corpses, that of previous victims (but not to Maximillian’s knowledge) devoured by flame.

The conquest of the Nijlgednyjek-Fhigjiopfusrauge branch over House Sapientia was complete.

Or so they thought.


Addendum


As approved by GD Apophis.

Now there came an interesting addition to this little tale, one that Master Alexis hadn’t been privy to. Alexis’ mummy, Caroline, a charming female, had in fact been the fourth child of a certain Ladislav Andrássy, head of the human House known as the Magdalen (pronounced ‘Maudlin’) in Daltina, whose four other children by his wife Beatrix were his sole treasures. The male twins, Kaspar and Kasimir, lorded it over the rest, except over Isabella or Ilse, the eldest daughter at the center of their fief, known as Bethen.

Bethen was the social, economic, and cultural center of the orszag, or fiefdom controlled by the Andrássy family, and House Magdalen performed its part of the Feudocratic Compact, maintaining sacred the bloodpledge it had fulfilled to the House of Maeve, which possessed carta imperia governing the area surrounding Daltina. While Ladislav had a suitable noble rank , he preferred to call himself the Voivode of Perczél, with the heir apparent retaining the style of Grand Steward of Szechényi, place-names, really, which previous Andrássys had bestowed in their Charismean dialect.

Ilse was later married off to a scion of another princely house, and Kaspar found himself a suitable wife, siring three children, Míklos, Karolyi, and Bianca Eugenie. Kasimir entered the clergy and was at peace with himself and with the Sacred Three. Caroline, as we know, married into the Sapientias of the North, within the Eunesias.

As far as one can tell, Ladislav’s grandchildren are still there, probably in their early adulthood by now. As to their state, with all the troubles taking place throughout Enamoria, it is impossible to tell without a firsthand glance whether they still live in the same stately manner as Caroline Sapientia nee Andrássy did when she was a child. Who knows? Perhaps some of Ladislav’s children survived battle, tenant insurrections, or the not-so-feeble Pox as well.

Training, Lore, Skills and Current Knowledge


Basic Law, Taralon, The Sherian. Public Defender Milo L’Evienne. [Peer-modded by Milo L’Evienne]. Imperos, Era X in the Age of the Darkening. Approved by GM Padawan.

Initiate Sorcery, Rosa Academia Arcanum, The Reg, Arconis, Enamoria. Master Nathan Crothney. [Peer-modded by Motito Gil’dae]. Junctior, Era X in the Age of the Darkening. In Progress.

Occupations Past and Present

Jaali’s one and only black star.
Guardian Brother Sapling of the Siblings of Spring and Summer
Midshipman at The Sentinel, the Imperial Naval Academy at Port Constantine.
Student of the Arcanum at The Reg.
Clerk to the Public Defender of Taralon.
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Pouch Impedimenta (frequently updated)

Heirlooms [Starting Stuff. Posted for reference.]
Cash
Deed to a certain Apartment in Taralon, Confederation of the Sherian. (Valued at 1000 Crowns)

Black leather-handled dagger with Alexis engraved at the base of the handle. Given on his 15th pattern birth-brightening, the same brightening as his investiture as Hospodar of Krytzillikinarnessus. It is the symbol of the aforesaid temporal office.

Imperial Visa in the name of Alexis Sapieha.
(“Foolish man, I know it’s pronounced that way, still…he misspelled Sapientia. Wait ‘til my father hears of this.”)

Simple ring on his right hand with the engraved words Hospodar * Krytzillikinarnessus at the outer band, ‘Krytzillikinarnessus’ visible at the top, and Alexis * Sapientia engraved in the inner band.

A crafted metal pectoral emblem of an ancient Aelyrian symbol of what appears to be a fish. Worn on a string around his neck, it is the symbol of his sacerdotal office as Metropolitan of Krytzillikinarnessus, which he was consecrated as such on his 16th pattern birth-brightening.

Leather-covered metal flask of water, with an engraved stylized monogram of the letter A above the arms of Krytzillikinarnessus. (“Of course I’d prefer some Hablis, our very own sweet wine, made primarily in my fief, but this is sufficient.”)

Personal toiletry items (clean and pressed set of handkerchiefs, comb, mirror, tooth powder, nail clipper and file, ersatz toothbrush…all with his monogram, of course.)

Parchment of credentials (“What? That old thick and dusty thing?”)

Brown leather rucksack with an engraved stylized monogram of the letter A above the arms of Krytzillikinarnessus at the flap. His second most-prized possession, this trusty receptacle is nearly always with him wherever he goes.

A journal. Bound in leather, with the grand achievement of his arms as Hospodar and Metropolitan of Krytzillikinarnessus, and Heir to the House of Sapientia and the Osteyricjh lands, lovingly crafted on some expensive metal at the front cover, this is his most prized possession. This journal is a discreet and sacrosanct keeper of his personal memories and contains a self-sketched portrait of his mother, and other private thoughts.



[b]Habiliments[/i]

De rigeur stuff: Unless declared otherwise, Alexis is usually dressed in his own black coat with tails, a long-sleeved tunic, cravat, similarly black cape with chain and clasps; black trousers and black riding boots, the latter worn from the knee downwards.

Sorcerer’s Robes. Received from Master Crochetny Crothney (former Headmaster) of the Rosa Academia Arcanum, these two flowing robes, both of them purple, have one silver band around each cuff. The silver band is currently broken in spots, almost like a pattern of dashes encircling the cuff, symbolizing the rank of an Initiate Sorcerer-in-Training. Using a technique called Activate enables the robe’s enchantment to sense the wearer’s power level, and causes the proper number of silver bands to appear in accordance with the wearer’s rank.

Standard student uniform of The Reg. Worn while on campus, this crimson suit and cravat, white shirt, khaki pants and black shoes ensemble marks the wearer as a normal bound student of the Regio Eruditonum Arconis, either belonging to the Fabricum, Dramaticum, Musicum, or mayhaps, even of the Arcanum—when the mages-in-training choose to blend into the morass that is the student body, and thereby feel quite unnoticed. A dark blue sweater is optionally substituted for the crimson suit come the wintertime.

Armaments

Black leather-handled dagger with Alexis engraved at the base of the handle. Given on his 15th pattern birth-brightening, the same brightening as his investiture as Hospodar of Krytzillikinarnessus. It is the symbol of the aforesaid temporal office.

(Force Bolt and Star of Force Initiate Sorcery Spells. See ‘abracadabras’.)

Abracadabras (Currently held in abeyance)

Deflect. Instant duration. Single or other targets. Close proximity range. The Sorcerer can bend the fabric of space so as to cause a projectile - either physical or magical - to veer off to the side of its original path. This spell becomes increasingly useful to deflect a single, oncoming danger. At greater proficiencies, larger items can be successfully deflected.

Force Bolt. Instant duration. Single or other targets. Close or medium proximity range.
Harnessing the power of force, the Sorcerer can construct a spherical mass of repelling force to send hurling towards an opponent. The force generates light to moderate damage, and at greater proficiencies, a larger bolt may be used to cause greater damage.

Gate. Instant duration. Single or self targets. Close proximity range. Students of Sorcery learn early on how to charge their homes, or a single place of permanent dwelling, with the essence of energy. When a Sorcerer casts the Gate spell, the field of space breaks open to form an instantaneous and momentary aura that teleports the caster back to the home. The destination of the Gate spell, the Anchor, can only ever exist in a single place that is completely secured and controlled by the caster.

Lock. Instant duration. Single or other targets. Close proximity range. Fashioning a restraining device of his own making, the Sorcerer can place upon a door, chest or other closing object a magical lock that will prevent opening by others using conventional means. The lock can be taken down by either magic or other very creative means beyond the scope of this description. At greater proficiencies, the Lock spell is more difficult to bypass.

Open. Instant duration. Single closed or locked targets. Close or medium proximity range. Being intimately familiar with the binary state of movable objects, the Sorcerer can cause a closed or locked item to give way and open, breaking through simple locking mechanisms. At greater proficiencies, the Open spell may be used to break through more difficult locks or magical restraints.

Sphere of Light. Temporary duration. Area of effect as target. Touch or close proximity range. Reshaping the essence of matter, the Sorcerer can imbue an area with a glowing sphere of cool light which will provide illumination over the immediate near range. The Sphere of Light dissipates either when the spellcaster decided to close down the spell in order to have additional energy for more involved casting, or if the Sorcerer loses his concentration. At greater proficiencies, larger spheres of different colors may be conjured for a greater duration.

Star of Force. Instant duration. Single or other targets. Close proximity range. The Sorcerer can conjure forth a refined blade of penetrating energy that can both pierce and slash. By releasing the force blade, it will be sent spiralling towards the designated opponent and cause light to medium damage. At greater proficiencies, the Star of Force can spin at a faster rate and thus cause more damage.

Worn Chattels

Imperial Visa. In the name of one Alexis Sapieha.

Leather-covered metal flask of water, with an engraved stylized monogram of the letter A above the arms of Krytzillikinarnessus. This usually contains a sample of a sweet-smelling, amber-colored liquid, whose smooth flavor ignites a soft warmth in one’s stomach. ‘Twas perenially filled from a public defender’s decanter hidden behind a book on gardening in the Taralon palace library, or from a large bottle surreptitiously swiped from a certain red-headed footman’s room beside the palace cellars. As of late, however, it’s contents have been limited to the offerings of The Scholar’s Roost.

Personal toiletry items (clean and pressed set of handkerchiefs, comb, mirror, tooth powder, nail clipper and file, ersatz toothbrush…all with Alexis’s monogram, of course.)

Hand-Rolled Cigarilloes, Eunesian manufacture, with accompanying flint. These sin-sticks emit sweet-smelling smoke and a pleasing odour to the seasoned connosieur of fine tobaccoes, though the manufacturer’s label suggests that said smoke not be ingested. These cheroots are easily sourced from a female pilferer, or pinched from a drawer in the palace library. Most of the time, samples may be easily had by merely walking through the halls and closely examining the surroundings of the Palace in Taralon. Unfortunately, these get dearer as brightenings pass, away from the Sherian.

Repositories

Brown leather rucksack with an engraved stylized monogram of the letter A above the arms of Krytzillikinarnessus at the flap. Alexis’s second most-prized possession, this trusty receptacle is nearly always with him wherever he goes.

Inside:

Quote:
> Habiliments (see related entry)

> Alexis’s journal. Bound in leather, with the grand achievement of his arms as Hospodar and Metropolitan of Krytzillikinarnessus, and Heir to the House of Sapientia and the Osteyricjh lands, lovingly crafted on some expensive metal at the front cover, this is his most prized possession. This journal is a discreet and sacrosanct keeper of his personal memories and contains a self-sketched portrait of his mother, and other private thoughts.

> Deed to a certain apartment located in Taralon, Confederation of the Sherian. Valued at 1000 Crows. [/list]
Prospective bed-padding or night-table reading

A Charter of the Siblings of Spring and Summer and a flyer for the Knight of Destiny. Given by a certain crossdresser by the name of Jaixin Fireinyerpants, the two pieces of papyri were devised in partial payment to ‘a poor foolish young spoiled noble with pinchable cheeks and terribly off-key singing’ for the kindnesses of two cherry cigarilloes, a (semi-soiled) pristine and impeccably-folded monogrammed white handkerchief (still smelling faintly of cherry tobacco), a flaskful of brandy, a white linen shirt, belt, trousers, and shoes; the use of a warm bath, and a torn piece of black silk. Said billables exclude the cost of moral damages for mental anguish caused by acts of lasciviousness on the part of Master Fireinyerpants.

The Sherian Inquisition- A Proposal. Distributed for free during the circus that was a public session of the Grand Council of the Sherian, this document contains the ideas of Messrs Fyrrialt and Pendwyn, known in some quarters as Bigots, Incorporated.

“Sherian Inquisition: Proposal presented for review by Mr. Vylle Fyrrialt, for Provincial and/or Local consideration. Reviewed and presented Midwinter, Era X, The Age of the Darkening: Final Draft, Office of the Public Defender: Milo Ducet L'Evienne” Apparently a mislaid copy of a document that managed to slip from a certain paralegal’s desk into a certain palace guest’s rucksack, this lengthy crib sheet helped a young noble understand the differing views of the controversial issue of the day, and convincingly persuade the Conservator of the People that the said noble was minding his lessons, and not the Public Defender’s sister, as erroneously alleged by an unidentified perjurer with a shock of red hair, malice seemingly intended by the latter as an aforethought.

Personal Observations in the case of Mr. Jonas Blythe and Mrs. Angelica Blythe @ “Angel”. This sole parchment, penned in the neat cursive of a young noble, outlines the vagaries of a particular Mediation Brightening in the Public Defender’s office in Taralon, along with observations regarding the contested points between the disagreeing parties.

O’Shaugnessy versus Dionysan, Prefectorial Court of Taralon. Answer. Another thick parchment with the steady scrawl of a highborn boy, this document signifies the first effort of a young noble in practicing the legal profession—without a requisite license to do so at the moment, of course.

The Articles of Imperium of the Aelyrian Empire, VIIth abridged ed. This copy of the classic is of invaluable assistance to the legal scholar plagued with the typical technical language of the law, as it offers some insights as to its interpretation and the manner of appreciating the verbatim text of the individual articles. Borrowed from the palace library in Taralon.
Contests:

Contestants, location, date, weapon of choice, result.

Alexis v. Milo L’Evienne. The Palace at Taralon. Imperos, Era X. Assorted aperitifs. Milo wins hands down, as a very inebriated Alexis needs to be assisted by a sentry in order to reach his quarters.

Alexis v. John Bordemann. The Palace at Taralon. Imperos to Junctior, Era X. Backbiting. Alexis invariably begins the conflict by unnecessarily taking the young red-headed footman hostage for nearly a candlemark as young Sapientia (airily, as it turns out) expounds over discrete portions of his recent history, to the lowborn footman’s annoyance. Feud worsens when John is unable to disgorge the young lord’s kite from Tree (see related entry), and takes solid turn for the worse when the footman loses fifty crowns to MacIntosh Blair thanks to the young master’s curious pestering while passing through the servant’s quarters. Casus belli turns out to have been an upset chamber pot in front of Footman Bordemann’s quarters, young John having begun the brightening with a very bad start. John Bordemann’s later attempt to blackball Alexis with the Public Defender by claiming that the palace guest had been ‘groping’ Milo’s younger sister’s ‘nasty bits’ fails.

Alexis v. Tree. The Palace at Taralon. Imperos to Junctior, Era X. Short sword/unknown. Tree wins first round by nearly killing Alexis, causing a scraped forearm, scuffed knees, and mild sartorial cruelties to be borne by a brave washerwoman, after the impudent boy jumps-or-falls off, having tied a kite to Tree, and spent several brightenings writing in his journal within the shade of Tree’s upper branches. Alexis later scores revenge on Tree, utilizing a short sword ‘borrowed’ from the palace guardroom. Hannas Darkblade witnesses the spectacle, proclaims Alexis final victor.

Alexis v. Lu, Milo’s horse. Imperos, Era X. Rosyun grains/horse teeth. Alexis attempts to feed the moody equine with some leftover grains from rosyun, but manages to narrowly escape a horsebite and a prospective unscheduled marathon with nothing more than adolescent frustration and a verbal warning, later that darkening.

Alexis v. Headmaster Motito Gil’dae. The Reg, Arconis. Junctior to Kalendryas, Era X. Mental chess. Alexis draws first blood, with White Knight to Black King’s Tower, and a king-check, thanks to a loaded question directed towards the Headmaster on the boy’s first brightening of class. Gilded Gil’dae later counters with Black Queen’s Bishop to White Knight and a corresponding king-check, when he spies the boy in question narrowly violating several precepts of the school rules. Motito likewise manages to regain the initiative by suborning the freshman’s school records come the end of term, forcing a ‘meeting engagement’ on the Headmaster’s ground, at the Headmaster’s terms. The Initiate Sorcerer, on the emotional and personal defensive, Castles his King with the White King’s Rook. The Master Sorcerer pursues his advantage, sending Black Queen's Bishop to Black Rook 3, and Takes White Queen's Rook....to cause a further Check. Alexis resolves the stalemate with a draw, without admitting defeat.

Alexis v. Bad Actor in Oversized Jacket. The Reg. Kalendryas, Era X. Tricks. Alexis notices a fellow student ridiculing him as the freshman meets with the Headmaster, Gilded Gil’dae, for the first time, and in the very public Student Commons, at that. Later on, Alexis learns that his beau, Julia the violinist, later flees into Bad Actor’s arms, after having arbitrarily left our hero. A final confrontation occurs, just after Alexis bids the Headmaster a temporary farewell.

Alexis v. Palacrisis D’Jones. Arconis Cemetery. Kalendryas, Era X. Scathing wit. Alexis scores first point by tackling suspected grave-robber Palacrisis, causing the Senator to become intimately associated with the grave of the late Mister Grimore Nickby who was apparently loved by his wife. Palacrisis responds with spoken threat, negated by defiant counter-threat by Alexis. Halfling by the name of Archibald Thumper separates the two temporarily. Palacrisis feints with side comment about youthful exuberance and hinted warnings of appropriate adolescent punishment, to which Alexis retorts with pitying observation about approaching elderly senility. Result: Draw, considering that Palacrisis removed himself from the field with muttered promises of future encounters.
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Alexis Sapientia, Hospodar and Metropolitan of Krytzillikinarnessus.


Nothing is lighter than being young…it gives you a feeling of possibility so seductive, you know there must be something more important you could be doing than studying for exams.

The Rule of Four, by Ian Caldwell and Dustin Thomason.


'Though when at home a Prince, on board the Prince George You are only a Boy learning the Naval Profession ... It must never be out of your thoughts that more obedience is necessary from You to Your superiors in the Navy, more Politeness to Your Equals and more good nature to Your Inferiors.'

--George III to his son, William, Duke of Clarence, the future William IV.

Master Alexis von Habichtsbergen van der Osteyricjh Sapientia of Krytzillikinarnessus
An honorable young lordly gentleman, who sticks to his word. Most of the time, anyway.

Resident Nuisance at the Palace in Taralon ~That Wild Noble Boy Running Loose at ‘The Reg’ in Arconis
~Siblings of Spring and Summer ~
Avatar is a portrait of Edward VI by an unknown painter, c 1547.


No, you don’t know what it’s like to be like me!

To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark,
To be kicked when you’re down, to feel like you’ve been pushed around,
To be on the edge of breaking down when no one’s there to save you,
No you don’t know what it’s like…welcome to my life.

There was something about Alexis that deemed him worthy of being Jaa's one and only black star— he was her plague, her bad luck, a worthy opponent with no true title. The young man most certainly had a knack for developing names and finding adjectives for the half-elf of fire: grape, bimbo, crossdresser. Now, an heiress? Blessed luck, thought Jaali.

—Jaali Desseren, “The Liar, the Witch, and the Garderobe,”, Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria.

Alexis is an Initiate Sorcerer at The Reg., Drinks at The Scholar's Roost and pesters The Siblings.


A youth with his first cigar makes himself sick; a youth with his first girl makes everybody sick~ Mary Wilson Little, writer.

A youth to whom was given/ So much of earth - so much of heaven,/ And such impetuous blood.
William Wordsworth

All who have meditated on the art of governing mankind have been convinced that the fate of empires depends on the education of youth.
Aristotle

All your youth you want to have your greatness taken for granted; when you find it taken for granted, you are unnerved.
Elizabeth Bowen, irish author.

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,/ And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,/ Stealing my breath of life, I will confess/ I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!
Claude McKay (1899 - 1973) Irish author

At Mr Wackford Squeers's Academy, Dotheboys Hall . . . Youth are boarded, clothed, booked, furnished with pocket-money, provided with all necessaries, instructed in all languages living and dead.
Charles Dickens (1812 - 1870) English novelist, dramatist
Nicholas Nickleby,

Bashfulness is an ornament to youth, but a reproach to old age.
Aristotle

By education I mean that training in excellence from youth upward which makes a man passionately desire to be a perfect citizen, and teaches him to rule, and to obey, with justice. This is the only education which deserves the name.
Plato

Greatness is the dream of youth realized in old age.
Alfred Victor Vigny (1835 - 1910) US novelist, journalist, river pilot


He was indeed the glass/ Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.
William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616) English dramatist, poet
Henry IV, Pt II," II. iii. (21).

History shows that the majority of people that have done anything great have passed their youth in seclusion.
Thomas Carlyle

How could youths better learn to live than by at once trying the experiment of living?
Henry David Thoreau

Youth, large, lusty, loving—Youth, full of grace, force, fascination.
Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force,
fascination?
ATTRIBUTION: Walt Whitman

If youth is the period of hero-worship, so also is it true that hero-worship, more than anything else, perhaps, gives one the sense of youth. To admire, to expand one’s self, to forget the rut, to have a sense of newness and life and hope, is to feel young at any time of life.
ATTRIBUTION: Charles Horton Cooley (1864–1929), U.S. sociologist. Human Nature and the Social Order, ch. 8 (1902).

Oh youth, youth! You don’t worry about anything; you seem to possess all the treasures of the universe—even sorrow gives you pleasure, even grief suits you.... And perhaps the whole secret of your charm lies not in your ability to do everything, but in your ability to think that you will do everything.
ATTRIBUTION: Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev


Where youth and diffidence are united, it requires uncommon steadiness of reason to resist the attraction of being called the most charming girl in the world.
ATTRIBUTION: Jane Austen

The happiest youth, viewing his progress through,
What perils past, what crosses to ensue,
Would shut the book, and sit him down and die.
ATTRIBUTION: William Shakespeare (1564–1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 3, sc. 1, l. 54-6.

I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more—the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort—to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in the handful of dust, the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires—and expires, too soon, too soon—before life itself.
ATTRIBUTION: Joseph Conrad (1857–1924), Polish-born British novelist. Marlow, in Youth (1902).

The democratic youth ... lives along day by day, gratifying the desire that occurs to him, at one time drinking and listening to the flute, at another downing water and reducing, now practising gymnastic, and again idling and neglecting everything; and sometimes spending his time as though he were occupied in philosophy.
ATTRIBUTION: Plato

If youth is a fault, it is one that one gets rid of soon enough. ~Goethe

Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves and aspire,
Where my Sun-flower wishes to go
~Wm Blake.

Youth is a continual drunkenness; it is the fever of reason. ATTRIBUTION:Francois, Duc De La Rochefoucauld

Hardly ever can a youth transferred to the society of his betters unlearn the nasality and other vices of speech bred in him by the associations of his growing years. Hardly ever, indeed, no matter how much money there be in his pocket, can he ever learn to dress like a gentleman-born. The merchants offer their wares as eagerly to him as to the veriest “swell,” but he simply cannot buy the right things. ! Wm James, Psycho.

In my youth,” said his father, “I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.” ~Caroll, Alice's Adv in W

What slender youth, bedewed with liquid odours
Courts thee on roses in some pleasant cave,
Pyrrha? For whom bind’st thou
In wreaths thy golden hair,
Plain in thy neatness?
~Horace [Quintus Horatius Flaccus]

Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes: but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.
Bible: Hebrew Ecclesiastes 11:9.

He wears the rose
Of youth upon him, from which the world should note
Something particular.
ATTRIBUTION: William Shakespeare (1564–1616), British dramatist, poet. Mark Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra, act 3, sc. 13, l. 19-21 (1623).

Phebe. Good shepherd, tell this youth what ‘tis to love.
Silvius. It is to be all made of sighs and tears.
...
It is to be all made of faith and service.
...
It is to be all made of fantasy,
All made of passion, and all made of wishes,
All adoration, duty, and observance,
All humbleness, all patience, and impatience,
All purity, all trial, all observance.
ATTRIBUTION: William Shakespeare (1564–1616), British dramatist, poet. Phebe and Silvius, in As You Like It, act 5, sc. 2, l. 83-98.

In my youth, I, too, entertained some illusions; but I soon recovered from them. The great orators who rule the assemblies by the brilliancy of their eloquence are in general men of the most mediocre political talents: they should not be opposed in their own way; for they have always more noisy words at command than you. Their eloquence should be opposed by a serious and logical argument; their strength lies in vagueness; they should be brought back to the reality of facts; practical arguments destroy them. In the council, there were men possessed of much more eloquence than I was: I always defeated them by this simple argument—two and two make four.

~NAPOLEON, dictated to Count Montholon to be passed on to Napoleon’s son.—Charles-Tristan de Montholon, History of the Captivity of Napoleon at St. Helena, vol. 3, p. 187 (1847).

[Alexis_Sapientia] Well, it looks better in a post-thread
[Lliae_Llyhedras] oh that one.
[Paul_Tyndal] the kid looks like he needs a hair ruffle
[Alexis_Sapientia] well?
[Lliae_Llyhedras] Wooks like a widdle boy ^_^
[Paul_Tyndal] I like it
[Lliae_Llyhedras] aww...
[Siasadra_di_Miyn] Don't worry dear, I'll protect you
[Siasadra_di_Miyn]
[Paul_Tyndal] its how I think of you
[Alexis_Sapientia] Arrgh, I know. But I can't find anything else.
[Lliae_Llyhedras] Sia, let's dress him up
Siasadra_di_Miyn giggles
[Siasadra_di_Miyn] cuuuuuute
[Siasadra_di_Miyn] you're right paul
[Siasadra_di_Miyn] that little boy needs a hair ruffle
Lliae_Llyhedras marries him off to someone.
Siasadra_di_Miyn ruffles Paul's instead
[Lliae_Llyhedras] there we go. All safe now.

[Mizushin_Junzo] I have devastated thine ego so much that thou hast fleed to lick thine eternal wounds in the place called Frigid Women. Err...Frigid Water. River. Whatever.

Currently seeking the aid of one skilled in the use of handmade, handheld, hurled-projectile weapons.
If you think you can help, drop me a line…pretty please!

Today's chat line for the day (reactions on the new avatar):
[Paul_Tyndal] the kid looks like he needs a hair ruffle
[Siasadra_di_Miyn] Don't worry dear, I'll protect you
[Lliae_Llyhedras] I sort of feel your PC's aren't anywhere near that innocent in the posts, Alexis ^_^
[Opey] (via PM) awww wook at the wittle boy! He's so cute! *pinchs cheeks* I wuv it!
and for the record...alexis does have the CUTEst avatar! In Ta Whole Vide Vorld!
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Tome Storyline

Storyline

In Retrospect: Aelyrian Storyline, as told in Alexis’ own words.

Imperos, Era X in the Age of the Darkening

Taralon, Confederation of the Sherian

A courtesy call at the Gov’s Palace – Alexis meets Milo and Nell for the first time.
The rain, it’s plain, falls mainly on the vain – Walking through the rain. Slipped.
Introductory Wine, Women, and Song – Milo’s step-by-step corruption of an impressionable young boy.
A Study in Scarlet – Law training thread. More Alexis silliness; insights on palace life. A heart-wrenching experience shocks our hero. Good read.

Junctior, Era X in the Age of the Darkening

A Portrait of the Gentleman as an Artist –A walk to remember...in the Palace gardens. Mushy stuff.
At the Doors of the Chamber of Debate -Our hero helps repay his landlord and landlady by manning the registration desk.
Provincial Discussion of the Sherian Inquisition - Alexis' first occassion of state, where he learns what true leadership means. See Nell shout down the entire province.
Playing at Soldier - A young nobleman puts fear into the heart of trees...and comes across Hannas Darkblade.

Daltina, Sovereignty of Enamoria

[Daltina Gates] Enter Alexis Sapientia –Drops Journal, meets Guard.
I'm slipping in the rain...what a glorious feeling, I'm clammy again - Telling it just as it is.

Arconis, Sovereignty of Enamoria

[Arconis Gates] Enter a New student –A dwarf with dirty fingernails.
A Noble in the Commons -Freshie meets with the Arcanum Headmaster, old Gilded Gil'dae.
Feeling that burning power on one's fingertips - Initiate sorcery thread. Longest post ever!
Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match... - See Jaali as a crossdresser. Shortest thread ever!
Hormonal Hooliganism -How not to romance a paramour. Further discussion
Days go by... - Interviewing a (female) vampire.
[Autumnus Fest] Disturbing the Debris - Alexis does a bit of sightseeing...in the wee candlemarks of the darkening.

Diana, Sodality of Carmelyn

Angels in Aelyria - Our hero meets an angel in his most vulnerable moment.

Kalendryas, Era X in the Age of the Darkening

Sing loud, dance proud!!! –Aelyria, the musical. All-star cast.
Resolving the stalemate –Annoying Alexis and Gilded Gil’dae meet again!

Away from the road and over the mountain – Alexis goes sightseeing once more…in a cemetery.

Daltina, Sovereignty of Enamoria

Walking the Streets – A troubled young man meets with a troubled young elf.

Port Constantine, Principality of Prime

[Enter Alexis Sapientia]
The Bank of Port Constantine
Adventures in outfitting Adventurer's Outfitting

[The Sentinel Academy] In the Navy

Arconis, Sovereignty of Enamoria

Aedile
Hyacinth’s Macellum
The Return of the Spotted Pidgeon

Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria

[City Gates]Enter Alexis Sapientia

The Liar, the Witch, and the Garderobe (1st after Sentinel? p 10)
Fireflies do dance~Siblings of Spring and Summer Ball
The Faillegrove-Hiring!
Adolescence and Unclear Ambitions

What once was lost, now is found [Midlands]

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Port Constantine, Principality of Prime

Gate
Bank
Sentinel
Adventures in outfitting ‘Adventurer’s Outfitting’.*

Arconis, Sovereignty of Enamoria

Aedile
Hyacinth’s Macellum*
The Spotted Pidgeon Returns.*

Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria

Gates
The Liar, the Witch, and the Garderobe*
Fireflies can dance, too!~The Siblings of Spring and Summer Ball.*

Enamorian Midlands, Sovereignty of Enamoria

What once was lost, now is found*

Port Alyxandrya, Sovereignty of Enamoria

Gates
The Gilded Slipper*

Arconis, Sovereignty of Enamoria

Interview
[Quest] Ruins of a hidden city*

Narim, Confederation of the Sherian

Gates
Teenaged Sup for a Chickened Soul*

Primus Countryside, Principality of Prime
“The Die is Cast”.*

Candaceburg, Principality of Prime

Gates
Summer breeze makes me feel fine, blowin’ through the janglin’ in my mind*

Port Constantine, Principality of Prime









Alexis seen through other eyes


But by the gods, the boy could talk.
--Milo Du’Galle L’Evienne, “A Courtesy Call at the Governor’s Palace”, Taralon, The Sherian.

He was young compared to the elf that had occupied her thoughts for so long. But not so unappealing in contrast, after all.
--Nikki L’Evienne, “Introductory Wine, Women, and Song”, Taralon, The Sherian.

Good luck to him though, if he thought he’d find a submissive wife within the realm of politics, perhaps any realm. On paper, sure. But happy wife, happy life, Milo maintained and it rarely had much to do with a husband’s authority.
--Milo Du’Galle L’Evienne, “A Study in Scarlet”, Taralon, The Sherian.

Alexis seemed the kind to carry [ideas] out with a youthful energy Tito had almost forgotten since his early military days.
—Motito Gil’dae, “Student Commons”, Arconis, Enamoria.

It was neither the majesty of his gallant form or the promise of a new lover that is so often the force that drives a lady to subdue a man like a mad conquistador, but the compassion of a virtuous being that brought the young maiden so nigh in distance to the young Sapientia.
–Alexandra Woulofen, “Angels in Aelyria”, Diana, Sodality of Carmelyn.


Even from the distance (that Jaa could easily cover in seconds) that stood between them, Jaa saw blue eyes, hair that could easily spark the envy of the bald, and blemishless cheeks. How her fingers wished to pinch those cheeks...Oh dear, he looked like a shorter and tinier version of Jeimbus…and this one here was a hopeless romantic.
--Jaali Desseren as 'Jaixin Fireinyerpants', "Matchmaker, Matchmaker", Arconis, Enamoria

Alexis Sapientia, child of seeming clumsiness and strange manners, introduced himself and continued on to offer one of the most unique compliments the Lady had ever heard. A vision, indeed...to call him a boy would be not only inappropriate, but most probably incorrect. Alexis seemed both charming and pleasant to behold, both characteristics which would not keep him a boy for very long at all…he was a tall drink of water for his age…He was honest, at the very least, and not a pompous, self-important brat like most noble-born boys were wont to be.
—Mekare, ‘The Lady Taryn’, “Days go by…”, Arconis, Sovereignty of Enamoria.


With straight flowing hair that looked as though he had been dragged through a hedge backwards, blue eyed, handsome in a fatuous weak jawed aristocratic manner and dressed in what looked remarkably like a school uniform. The creature smelt of tobacco and stale alcohol and it was fairly obvious that this nasty little boy was leading a life of dissolution at such a tender age.

Palacrisis D’ Jones, “Away from the Road and Over the Mountain”, Arconis, Enamoria.

Aazill was quite surprised to have been greeted by anyone, let alone a human who, even by elf standards, was fairly attractive...The fact that he admitted his own uselessness somewhat surprised her, for she had the impression he was more one to boast of what he could do than admit to what he couldn't.
—Aazill Moonsong, “Walking the Streets”, Daltina, Sovereignty of Enamoria.

Mr. Potts raised his bushy eyebrows as high as they would go and stared at the student as if he was daft. Which he was. Had the boy no common sense at all?.... Heavens, what were they teaching youngsters these days! And this was to be the new generation that would lead the Empire - such as it was - to new glory! Ioannes help the Empire when these kids got through with it.
–Aedile Englebert Potts, Arconis, Enamoria.




Next in the room was Alexis Sapientia. Rae had thought he'd seen the young man eyeing him earlier, but though nothing of it. It seemed to the giant that those glances had been more astonished curiosity than anything else, and that afterthought caused a soft chuckle. The young man, younger it seemed even than Rae who was only just nearing 20 patterns old. Regardless, the human boy had a frame typical of the human teenagers, and seemed quite well kempt. His hair was impeccably combed, and his skin was milky white as if never having had seen the sun.

—Raegik of Angurvad, “Arrival of the Spotted Pidgeon”, Arconis, Enamoria.

Serra-Kane almost had to twitch his lips in response to the boy's brisk, impecably polished manner. A student at The Reg - somehow unsurprising. Remembering his own youthful days the Duke wondered what young scad had set up this Alexis Sapientia for the dare. Midshipman Alexis Sapientia, who of all the company only had given Serra-Kane his proper title.

—The Duke Serra-Kane, “Arrival of the Spotted Pidgeon”, Arconis, Enamoria.

Serion wanted as much information he could muster. He was never one to run into something like this alone, yet he had a feeling that many of the other people in this room would be nothing more than fodder. Alexis seemed at least somewhat capable by his bearing. The giant might even be able to have the constitution to make it out alive. The rest...well to say the least Serion wouldn't trust them with anything important during this particular venture.

—Serion D’Rinishad, “Arrival of the Spotted Pidgeon”, Arconis, Enamoria.

While he was not a great judge of character, he could tell which of these adventurers he would want to have covering his back; luckily, he would feel safe with most of them. While the last person to introduce themself, a certain Alexis Sapientia - ahem, Midshipman Alexis Sapientia - seemed a bit too lofty for Paul to take an immediate liking to him, he wasn't sure if he was just showing off or if it was his nature to hold himself above his "ordinary" companions. If it was the former Paul could readily understand, but if it was the latter, then the half-elf would have a hard time warming up to his company.

—Paul Tyndal, “Arrival of the Spotted Pidgeon”, Arconis, Enamoria.

His unclear eyes made out two forms in the too-bright sunlight, Jaali Desseren and some punk who he wanted to slap mostly because he was already jealous.
—Kimorr Illmatar, “The Liar, the Witch, and the Garderobe,”, Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria.

There was something about Alexis that deemed him worthy of being Jaa's one and only black star— he was her plague, her bad luck, a worthy opponent with no true title. The young man most certainly had a knack for developing names and finding adjectives for the half-elf of fire: grape, bimbo, crossdresser. Now, an heiress? Blessed luck, thought Jaali. He had no idea she and Jaixin were one and the same.

—Jaali Desseren, “The Liar, the Witch, and the Garderobe,”, Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria.

Eyes swept over the guests, she spotted a young man...or rather an adolescent entering...and munching out of the bag of seeds he had been given. The expression on his handsome face was priceless.
–Saraid Dkany-Sapientia, “Fireflies do dance~Siblings of Spring and Summer Ball”, Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria.

As for Alexis, Nana noticed the young man quasi-harassing Kara. The older woman arched a brow and pursed her lips. Young people and drunkness... sheesh.

—Nana Buxomia, “Fireflies do dance~Siblings of Spring and Summer Ball”, Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria.

What a sweetheart, Kara thought, putting my well being above his own.
–Kara Amael, “Fireflies do dance~Siblings of Spring and Summer Ball”, Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria.
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The Scholar's Oration

Sung at The Scholar's Roost.

Medonian wine or common, Dwarven mead or Royal Ale;
Tavern Beer or Lucinda's Feared, Neither one shall we fail!

Strong Aelyrian Tea, or of the Elven
Glacia or Pestfeli for the craven
But lest we all make forgotten: drelic, pronis for the flamin'
Stomachs of the student, common!

Cabbit Avgolomeno, Caepa, and Ova Sfongia
While for the more adventurous, a Caper Omentata,
Behold the treats of the Scholar's Roost, the one sole place on campus
Where one can get blasted for the price of a single coppa'!

Quite the diff'rent sort of tavern, would'na, could'na, hope'cha, ain't 'cha!


The Prefect’s Bane

Sung with Milo at the Palace in Taralon.

There once was a fella named Stefan Wyrzinski
Who’s sole purp’se in life was to pinch pennies n’ things, see
He once tried to pick a poor prefect’s pocket out
And was startled to find peppercorns; so, did he shout!

Woe woe woe to the prefect,
Woe woe woe to him, see
The man who collected tolls, tickets, no doubt
Tries minced peppercorn powder to go ease his gout!

So then Master Stefan went to the Plaza, and me
Decided to follow, seein’ how things now would be
A fellow, once thin; but now, seemed so stout
Became the prefect’s next victim, for stealing a trout!

Woe woe woe to the prefect
woe woe woe to him, see
The man who collected tolls, tickets, no doubt,
Sneezed on minced peppercorn powder; and thus escaped the lout!

The thane of the city, lord of things high and low
Had nasty suspicions of what things had to go
He taxed ingress and egress, sparing not even a seed,
And thus peppercorn powder became as dear as old mead

Woe woe woe to the prefect,
woe woe woe to him, see
The man who collected tolls, tickets, no doubt,
Had naught for comfort, with the alcohol drought!

Wilhelm and Wiggins were merchants in town
And thought a good business would ease everyone’s frown
They borrowed and begged; put up a rotisserie
In the hopes that people would then let things be

Woe woe woe to the prefect,
woe woe woe to him, see
The man who collected tolls, tickets, no doubt
Didn’t need all this trouble: now the meatshop’s sold out!

So the townsfolk in town, through dry as could be
Resorted to sirloins; and hung sausages on trees
There was but one problem, one man couldn’t eat
For peppercorn powder was his only sole treat!

Woe woe woe to the prefect,
woe woe woe to him, see
The man who collected tolls, tickets, no doubt
Grew hungry for food, ‘n so had a permanent pout!

Then came, on one brightening; the news, so they said
The Thane of the city now lay lifeless and dead
The people rejoicing, glad there was no more fear
Soon trooped to the taverns, in search for more beer!

Woe woe woe to the prefect,
woe woe woe to him, see
The man who collected tolls, tickets, no doubt
Then singlehandedly tried to keep everyone out!

So arose a great riot, one that hadn’t been seen
Since the Great Drinking Troubles of 9117
The town was in uproar; the Thane’s funeral delayed
All because the law’s implementor, stayed!

Woe woe woe to the prefect,
woe woe woe to him, see
The man who collected tolls, tickets, no doubt
Soon crushed like peppercorn powder…thus ends our bout!





[T_ssa-Ka_lsss] Why that is an excellent question Timmy. An Anne is an indiginous speciesof chatter known to go long moments without uttering a word

Crush the faeries, yes sirree, there's more to life when they're all gone, see

They come and go, and flit and fly
and soon everyone's agog over some faerie guy

She had a reputation, she knew- for these sort of things. It actually could make her roll with laughter atop her feathered, canopied bed- as her fingers traced patterns on the rear of her most fatigued lover beside her. And as always, she was wide awake, staring at the translucent, silken bows of her bed dressing. She always seemed to get the young ones. Iseril, Alexis...

--Cass, in Klue's NC thread, "A Little Song and Dance at the Thanal Manor".

Alexis, you can kill another person by talking them to death. Speak so loud and fast that he dies with oxygen lack
--Mizu, Killing or talking survey, Gen forum.

I have a feeling Alexis and Kimorr are going to be the greatest of rivals and the best of friends. ~Tagboard

[Vexsis] hmm i try and make funny and noone talks... he logs in and every1 talks... dam the world! ~Mar 21 '05

*Tag*

For my little child who is so deliciously gallant and well-spoken, and if not for being ancient, I would conquer him and make him my daddy - sugar that is. :P ~Maewen, tagboard

Alexis! You rock! I'm sorry but it's true.....such an adorable avvy.~opelya tagboard.

[Chrysannia] So once more, Alexis is wrong. Praise be to me!
[Paul_Tyndal] Alexis is correct. Ankou is not.
[Vexsis] hmm i try and make funny and noone talks... he logs in and every1 talks... dam the world!
[Hazudar] alexis has got this refined sense of humor that doesn't involve eating people
[Arkahn_Th_alashar] ... Will this be the beginning of Aelyria's Alternative youth?!
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Pouch The Privy Purse

What’s inside the Privy Purse

500 Crowns – Remainder of the House Privy Purse monies given by Father

250 Crowns – Stipend as clerk to the Public Defender of Taralon
-500 Crowns – Fees for Initiate Sorcery at the Rosa Academia Arcanum, Regio Eruditonem Arconis.
-150 Crowns – Reg Dormitory Lodging Fees
-100 Crowns – Payment of Alexis’ tab at the Scholar’s Roost for the whole term, food and drinks.
- 5 Crowns –Incentive for directions, given to a Port Constantine vagrant.
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Quotable quotations/Words to the wise.

Alexis in his own words.

On Love.

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"Her eyes were as translucent as crystal balls, and her lips as pliant as silk.

"She was the woman of my dreams…yet I fell for her because of her pure uncorrupted heart. In her I found a kindred spirit that wanted to break free, just like me, yet while my prison consisted of a gilded cage called Habichtsbergen Palace, her prison was a lack of money, and a very simple commoner’s pedigree.”


His eyes looked down on the table, and he gave a slight sigh.

“I loved her for her simplicity, her lack of pretentions, and for her innocence. We were both the same, Milo, we were both dreamers. I dreamt of living free, to have a life I chose, instead of one mapped out for me. Her dreams were more humble: all she wanted was a strip of land, a stone cabin, a shop, perhaps; but most of all, she wanted me at her side. I wouldn’t have hesitated to take her to a priest, but I was still not of an age. I could have given her her dreams, easily, and she would have helped give me mine.”

Alexis gave a wistful smile and locked eyes with the Earl L’Evienne. “Milo, with her by my side, I would have been content.” He shrugged his shoulders as a gesture of indifference. “Stripped of my titles and possessions, as it were, I would have been glad to call her my sole treasure, and I couldn’t care less who knew it, and what they thought of it.” Alexis leaned back in his chair.

“Once you’ve awakened with a warm body at your side, tousled her hair to see her sleeping smile, you know everything’s all right with the world, and everything is as it should be. To be able to spend a morning doing nothing but admiring her face, stroking her cheek to ease her troubled sleep, or to just stand under a tree in the afternoon suns, cradling her face to my chest to help ease her sorrow…Milo, truly, aren’t these the marks of a life well-lived?” Alexis sighed and looked up with animated eyes, his arms, relaxed on the armrests of his chair.

“To have one’s love at one’s side, to know she wants you, and you alone, and to repose in that confidence has got to be one of the greatest prizes in the world. To see the joy in her eyes everytime she looks at you, and knowing you are the reason for her joy; to know that is sufficient salve for one’s brighteningly problems. To be content standing within each other’s tight arms, speaking no words, communicating only through sight and feel, surely…to be able to have that is sufficient reason to say, ‘paradise on Telath is here’.”

–From Introductory Wine, Women, and Song; set in The Gubernatorial Palace, Taralon, Confederation of the Sherian.
Why Sorcery?/ Why The Navy?

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“Why sorcery, Master Crothney?” He pursed his lips at that and leaned against the windowsill. “Why sorcery, in particular, instead of the other disciplines?” A faint smirk of contemplation appeared on his smooth face, and he took another deep breath before opening his mouth.

“I’ve been reading about the…arts, sir, and I managed to find a treatise outlining all of them. While growing up, they said that I had a gift for grasping the powers of the multiverse. I can pretty much read minds, in the conventional sense, that is, by simply looking at one’s eyes. It’s an innate blessing Ioannes gave me, I suppose, that, and a kindly sensitive heart. That crosses out mysticism. I’m a good healer, and even if I am a priest of sorts,” he said, fingering the fishlike emblem he wore around his neck, “…it’s not exactly something I’d like as a career. Necromancy, that cousin of mine had fallen to, and I’m not exactly an adherent of the dwellers of the underworld, and I’ve no wish to live my life on the run. As to stone magic, I saw not much use in it, as carting rocks around isn’t exactly my concept of utilizing magic. With regard to elementalism,” the kid gave a painful shrug and a sheepish smile. “Let’s just say that in Vagaran society—that’s my father’s side of the family—practitioners of this particular art aren’t that welcomed. And since I’m an heir to that particular culture, I’d rather not go looking around for trouble.” He gave a short smile.

“Now sorcery, sorcery…” he emphasized with a raised finger, “…sorcery is probably the best discipline of them all. Why conjure monsters from above when one can simply step into another location,” he snapped his fingers, “…just as you did earlier?” He raised both hands in an innocent gesture. “I’ve had a hankering to lock others out of my business as well, certainly safer than one’s crowns at the safes of the Imperial Bank!”

“I suppose it’s also because this particular arcanic discipline suits my nature. I’m not really a confrontational person. I’d rather work things out by dialogue, but if that doesn’t work, then I’d rather step aside and go somewhere else.”
Another sheepish smile. “Another reason why I’m thinking of a stint in the Imperial Navy instead of the Imperial Army after this. Wielding a sword and plunging through mud is nice and all, but not exactly my cup of tea. Besides,” he raised his right hand to present his ring of office, “…seafaring’s in my blood. Most of my ancestors who’ve taken the military route have often selected salt wind in one’s face instead of the de rigeur cavalry mount of an officer. Then again,” he grinned finally, “ …perhaps it’s because the Navy has a less rigid tradition with regard to spirits.” He patted his pants pocket affectionately, and then put a hand to his forehead.

–From Feeling that burning feeling on one’s own fingertips; set in the Rosa Academia Arcanum, Regio Eruditonum Arconis, Arconis, Sovereignty of Enamoria.

Incidental Learning.

In the course of my roleplaying in the truly-wonderful world that is Aelyria, I’ve managed to come across some truly interesting, if not absolutely profound words that have managed to find their way into a standard post. Here are but a few:


His Gracious Honor Milo Ducet L’Evienne, Earl Du’Galle; Public Defender of Taralon, First Rogue of the Sherian.
On the fine gentlemanly art of smoking.

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“I suspect your failed success was due to little more than a lack of one simple notion. Cigarillo, cigar and pipe smoke is not to inhale, but savor,” [Milo] said with a serious regard of his own smoke, an idle puff as he watched the rings of smoke drift into the air. ”Draw on it gently, effortlessly, let the smoke drift over your senses, savor it, then release it. It’s an art,” he vowed in all seriousness. “The technique is as much a part of the satisfaction as the tobacco itself.”

–From Introductory Wine, Women, and Song; set in The Gubernatorial Palace, Taralon, Confederation of the Sherian.
The Hon. Miss Nikki Sea L’Evienne.
On unsolicited advice.

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”By the gods, don’t listen to a word he says,” came a voice from the top of the stairs. A feminine one by any standards. ”Taking Rioughe’s advice will have every woman for leagues bent on skinning you alive.”

–From Introductory Wine, Women, and Song; set in The Gubernatorial Palace, Taralon, Confederation of the Sherian.
Mekare, The Lady Taryn.
On peace of mind.

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“I wish only that you find what you seek, and that you should be content in the quiet hours of twilight when you have only your thoughts to keep you company. That, my dear, is peace, and I pray that you find it, as well."
–From Days go by; set in the Regio Eruditonum Arconis, Arconis, Sovereignty of Enamoria.
Her Gracious Honor Jaali Desseren, Prefect of Medonia.
On the proper attitude towards facing life.

Quote:
"No one has the right to take away any life and it doesn't matter if ye take away yer own life. Unless we're elves, we all die eventually, so ye should look forward with yer chin high and face all the problems that come with life. Drink if ye must, drink away yer sorrows. Come! I have plenty of the beloved substance called booze. Drink! Drink and mayhaps then ye will wake up!"

–From The Liar, the Witch, and the Garderobe; set within the Faillegrove Park, Medonia, Sovereignty of Enamoria.
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