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A naive Black Jeweled witch has destroyed the Territory Court. From its ashes a new court is being constructed, one run by a manipulative killer. As the blood runs in the streets of Goth from open gang warfare, the Steward of Little Terreille begins a gambit to rebuild the Territory from the ground up and challenge the Star of Kaeleer.
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Offline Roland Cade

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respect between peers
« on: May 02, 18, 12:13:23 AM »
One of the first things Roland Cade learned upon entering high society was something every Aristo learned as soon as they were old enough to walk: status has its perks.

Nowhere was this more apparent than in the Portland Province Court, helmed by Laurel Gold. Roland had served in her First Circle just a few short years ago (to her), which made calling on her easy enough. Still, he never abused the privilege or wasted her time. Despite his position as the First Escort to the Amerys Tiernan, Ruler of Little Terreille, Roland understood the value of her time and his own. She’d challenged him to know his worth over their course of their acquaintance, and Roland did. Tarn Nataniel, the Territory Court, made it easy to forget why he’d accepted this position in the first place. He’d gotten involved at this level to help the people of Little Terreille.

He needed some help.

He’d already secured Analiese’s support. The Gray Black Widow was one of his oldest friends and her support was a boost of confidence that Roland hadn’t realized he needed. So it was that he was writing his letter to Lady Gold, seeking an audience to discuss the state of Portland Province and any concerns that she needed to bring before the Territory Court. He could have waited until Amnerys was free to do this, but Roland had chosen to approach Lady Gold for himself, wanting to represent himself without being on his Queen’s arm. He’d chosen a jet black suit and dark orange button-down shirt to compliment it. His tie was black and striped with the same shade of dark orange of his shirt. He’d sent a letter yesterday at noon and had a response in less than an hour, setting the meeting for today.

He arrived at the Portland Province Court and immediately made small talk with one of his former peers, Lady Hyland, from the First Circle. Pleasantries and polite congratulations were exchanged while Roland waited. He talked to Lady Hyland for a few minutes before Lady Gold’s assistant arrived to usher him into her presence. He followed the assistant to Lady Gold’s office, an ornately furnished room with two tall bookcases, both filled from floor to ceiling with a number of tomes and treatises that ROland was certain were the only copies available in all of Kaeleer.

Roland walked toward Lady Gold and greeted her, paying her the respect due her station as Queen of Portland Province and longest reigning Queen in Little Terreille. He reached out to take her hands and gave her his best charm-school smile. She’d still be ruling Portland long, long after alive now was a whisper in the Darkness. Roland hoped that she’d outlive Lord Black. He couldn’t stomach the idea that Little Terreille would still be ruled by that monster after he was gone.

Good afternoon, Lady Gold. You are a vision, as ever. Thank you for meeting with me.” Roland said, not above trying to charm the long-lived woman. He’d known her in some fashion or other his entire life, though it was only in his adulthood that he’d come into closer contact with her. If Lord Black hadn’t chosen Little Terreille as his base of operations, it was quite possible that Roland would still be working for her. He thought about that from time to time, picturing where he would serve now. A man in Laurel Gold’s employ could go as high as his ambition took him, but only if she agreed with it.

He waited until Lady Gold took her seat before doing the same.

Lady Tiernan sends her regards. She’s been in close contact with your former protege, Lady Ackley. We met with her Court in Autumn. It was a good time.” Roland said.

Port City remains the most beautiful place in Little Terreille. How are things going?” he asked, leaning back in his chair.


Offline Laurel Gold

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Re: respect between peers
« Reply #1 on: May 04, 18, 07:31:36 PM »
Upon receiving Roland’s letter Laurel became immediately curious about the truth of his purpose. Not once in recent decades had the Lady Gold come across a problem she couldn’t solve herself be it publicly or in the shadows as the Dodge. Which meant Prince Cade wanted to see her for something but he wanted it on the records as a matter other than the truth. She was as pleased with his evident cunning as she was made curious. The Queen sent prompt response with a time and date for their meeting and a reminder that should Amerys ever feel overwhelmed by her station she’d be happy to meet with his Lady.

Why? Because Jonothan Harmaa and the hand of Lord Black that puppeted the glorified Glacian assassin were playing witches in danger for their games. Lord Harmaa and Black surrounded themselves with youthful women they could manipulate and Laurel hated them for it. Little Terreille’s blooming Queens deserved better. Too many seats in the Territory were being held by Ladies with almost no experience or reason to rule behind their name save the Dark Jewels they wore. It was a mess waiting to happen. It was a board full of pawns.

When Prince Cade arrived in her office Laurel greeted him with warmth which, by the standards of others, was still cool. However the First Escort knew her well enough to recognize when she was being genial. Ever since her return from her brief “vacation,” in Dharo their relationship crossed the boundaries of business into something that resembled friendship. The Lady Gold  wore a man’s shirt  of crisp white cotton that had been altered to better suit her curves unbuttoned down to her navel (kept in place by Craft). It was matched with a pair of tight black trousers cinched at the waist. These separates were united by a thick leather belt with a burnished gold buckle.

The ruling witch sat while Roland went on about the budding friendship between Amerys and Odelle. “Good. Let Harmaa see the strength of our bonds of rule and caste. A Queen can only ever truly be understood by another of her gifts. It is good for both of them that they grow close.” Besides which, their friendship meant less responsibility on her shoulders regarding their safety through Black’s proxy reign.

Laurel raised a dark, sharp brow when Roland relaxed into his seat and began their exchange so conversationally. A smile tugged at one corner of her lips and Portland’s Lady shrugged. “Things go as they always do, Prince Cade - forward and without pause. Though today their passing is made more interesting by your visit. What’s your purpose here? I don’t believe for a second you really think I need the Territory Court’s help doing my job. You know better than most that so long as my way is left clear me and mine manage and excel without the interruption of well-meaning but poorly placed aid.”

Reclining in her seat of cherry wood and leather Laurel waited to hear why her former courtier had really made the trip from Goth to Port City.


Offline Roland Cade

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Re: respect between peers
« Reply #2 on: May 24, 18, 07:15:03 PM »
I know that very well, Lady Gold. You’ve held this place since long before my great-great-great grandparents were even a forethought in their parents’ eyes. But I’d rather ask and be refused than not ask and learn otherwise later.” Roland said, his tone easy and conversational. In his mind, he and Laurel had the same adversary in Lord Black, making his need to gather allies even more important. His eyes raked over the sharp features of Laurel Gold’s skin, her cheekbones, and her ebon hair. There was no way to tell how long she’d actually been alive, save for that she was ancient by the reckoning of the short-lived.

Port City will always interest me, Lady Gold. I was born here and, Mother Night grant it, I’ll retire here before I return to Mother Night. That’s not being morbid, just a statement of fact. No other city in Little Terreille compares to Port City, so forgive me if I want to bring a little bit of the class here to Goth. That’s an uphill battle, I know, but I need something to do with my time. The violence is tapering off and I want it to stay that way.” he said.

Roland leaned forward. “I came here to inform you of a business opportunity that I’m putting together. The Gangs of Goth persist because the people who make them up haven’t been brought to heel. Lord Black will probably kill them all eventually, but he’ll end up killing the ones that might be useful.” Roland said.

That’s messy. Maybe it’s because I spent so much time working for you, but I hate messy. I hate loud and messy even more. I’m looking for investors in a trade academy that I’m starting. The Burning Grounds in Goth was a nice neighborhood before the Chimereans set up shop in it.” he said, leaning back in his chair.

I’d like you be a partner in this, Lady Gold. You’re probably one of the few people that will see the long-term value in this. And as people get trained and we identify the top people in every class, you would get first pick the most gifted to bring into your Court, or employ in your various businesses.” Roland said.

But I came to you first because I had time to think about what I learned from you while I was in your First Circle. It’s experience that I wouldn’t have received from any other Queen. I appreciate that and I wanted to say that to you in person.” Roland said.


Offline Laurel Gold

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Re: respect between peers
« Reply #3 on: Jul 05, 18, 12:21:04 AM »
The short lived who cared for her never seemed to tire of reminding Laurel that she was as immortal to them as their lives were akin to that of mayflies to her. It was the truth, but it was a morbid thing to draw such attention towards. Laurel sat through it with the same unreadable demeanor she wore through most conversations where her frozen rage hadn't uncoiled from the place it lived ever ready deep within the Queen. She warmed ever so slightly when his topic turned from her centuries already spent towards the city she loved like a mother did her child. Lady Gold indulged in expressing an entire emotion when she smirked at Roland's hope to bring some of Portland's grace to that hovel of a capital that was Goth.

When the matter turned to business, her demeanor grew inscrutable anew. Roland was treated to the full weight of her attention, attention that flickered with an air of irritation when his tongue turned silver about her merits. Lady Gold knew well what she offered the world and those who served her in it. Words that would've made another sort of woman warm with pleasure frustrated Laurel though she didn't allow it to show.

Irritation in the face of flattery was not befitting an individual of her station. It was just that Roland wasn't saying anything of which she wasn't aware. Her undivided focus was valuable in a way few appreciated. She didn't like one second of it being wasted. Idleness was hated second only to messiness in Laurel Gold's world. Furthermore, he wasn't the first to realize the worth of what time in her court granted only after his tenure in her circles ended. Hindsight made wise scholars of even the youngest fools. She was quite used to only being appreciated after those she'd contracted experienced what life in less regimented, ambitious courts had to offer compared to her own. Laurel held her countenance in the relaxed holding pattern of a predator paying careful attention. Even at rest the Lady Gold was sharp and severe in a manner that refused to allow those in her presence to forget they sat before a Queen of the Blood. This was no affectation but instead a simple truth about how she held herself - tall, serene, confidant and watchful.

Hmm. It seems as if founding schools is all the fashion this year. Are you appraised of Lady Ackley's institute meant to help harmonize relations and equalize education opportunity between children of the Blood and Landen alike?” Roland wasn't given time to answer, it seemed that Laurel held more than a few questions to lay at his feet – in rapid succession – before even entertaining lending her name and resources to his dream's backing.

What of Lord Black? Have you been privy to an audience with him? If not, how will you get him to keep his love of flame and flashy murder in check long enough so this dream of yours can come to fruition instead of failure?

Laurel gave no indication that she'd any interest in addressing his humble thanks. She preferred action to prose and facts over flattery. After loosing a brief sigh after her torrent of questions, the Queen softened almost imperceptibly. Only one who'd spent time in her service would see the change. Her tone shifted and her head tilted to the side along with it while she studied the youthful, ambitious optimist humbling himself in her chambers for love of a hopeful future. Lady Gold's posture returned to its rigidly tall standard and she spoke words more kind.

The idea is good, Roland. However, you should know better. I like my facts to come before the rhapsodizing about potential. If you've forgotten everything else I've just asked,” Laurel demonstrated an acute self awareness about the scrambling effect she had on those in her audience as she went on with producing a question that was a succinctly pointed thought at the base of her worries, “tell me, what's the shape of your plan to make Lord Black and that horny gremlin he calls a Steward play along?


Offline Roland Cade

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Re: respect between peers
« Reply #4 on: Jul 11, 18, 12:46:42 PM »
Roland recognized what Lady Gold was doing, even as she studied him. Right about now, most people started second-guessing themselves, their skills, and their ideas when faced with Laurel Gold’s inscrutable stare. They looked for the what they thought were the correct words that would rub her the right way. Roland had even done it a time or two when he served her, but he had the confidence in himself to press forward. Laurel, like an businessperson, wanted her bottom line and her own interests to benefit from any potential investment. She’d have question of her own that she expected answers for, and Roland knew that they were coming.

They arrived sooner than he expected.

Roland listened to each question, absorbed it, and then succinctly put together his answer. He wasn’t nervous or even worried about providing those answers. He came here with a purpose today and he would meet that purpose, one way or the other. He didn’t rush to answer any of her questions, noting that she’d not even given him time to respond to the first, the second, or even third queries. She took him to task for his praise. Unnecessary, but he was in her domain. He let it slide off him like rain over glass and waited until she finished before speaking to each of her questions, which she’d stated again for his benefit. Her description of Jon earned a tight smile, but nothing more. She clearly disliked the man, but Roland wasn’t going to throw any fuel on that fire, nor would he attempt to cool it off.

He filed it away for future use.

Yes, I’ve heard of Lady Ackley’s school. I’ll be meeting with her in the near future for her own advice on getting this started.” Roland said.

As for Lord Black, I haven’t had an audience with him. Even now, he’s more content to remain in the shadows. But where Lord Black is concerned, Harmaa is the key.” Roland said.

Harmaa’s the Steward and controlling the purse-strings, so he has final say over what the Territory Court does. He’s handling the contracts for the members of the Circles. He speaks for Lord Black so he knows Lord Black’s mind. Getting his buy-in means that he’s the one who keeps Lord Black from upending this whole thing.” Roland said.

Harmaa sees the possibility of a return in this school. He’ll convince Lord Black not to burn it down because they’re both interested in power and money. In this case, greed is good.” Roland said.


Offline Laurel Gold

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Re: respect between peers
« Reply #5 on: Sep 13, 18, 10:02:40 PM »
Laurel frequently disagreed with Mother Night's choices. Such came to the surface whenever she had the pleasure of dancing court's graces with Prince Roland Cade. The man was smooth, unflappable, and far more clever than many around him understood. She wasn't jealous of Amerys as much as she was put out that Cade's talents weren't hers to command.  The Veiled Court could always use talent like his.

However it was what it was. She could no more change the course of a bond than she could spin dreams into flesh and make a Witch who might actually fix their wretched world instead of trying to burn it down.

Roland's responses were succinct and thorough and she appreciated greatly the efficacy of his communication. Too many people were poet hopefuls. Not enough spoke her language of profit and politics. The Green Jewelled Prince? He was fluent in those dialects.

She listened most closely when he spoke on the dynamics behind the court of which he was the First Escort. Lady Gold couldn't help but notice the way he spoke of his fellows in the Territory seat as an observer rather than a compatriot. Were those foreigners failing to utilize Cade to his full potential?

Her gut said yes. The edges of her mind worried at the notion, what sort of game was being played where Roland's peers couldn't see just how goddamn valuable he could be? Laurel sensed that, with the exception of his bonded Lady, the nation's seat in Goth was taking a Dark Jeweled asset for granted.  Finding herself moderately depressed at the thought that anyone could fail to see the exceptional nature of Roland's character, she elected to make his life a bit easier.

It sounded like he had to fight enough for the integrity of his ideas at home, why else would he be seeking Province based aid for an idea the Territory could've backed in an instant?

Alright,” Laurel conceded. “[blYour case is strong and it's not like we're in danger of having too many schools.  You know how to play Harmaa and the hand up his ass well enough to get what needs signing signed so my funds are at your disposal. Your estimation that I'd be behind any venture that prevented good talent from going to waste was on the nose.[/b]”

Tapping her nails on the desk she followed her agreement with advice.

Lady Ackley's people have, by now, compiled an extensive list of resources surrounding exactly what matters of zoning, funding, and fee are able to be exploited for a venture of this nature. I bet if you throw in a Landen inclusion component to your initiative she'd aid based on principle.

Wisdom metered out she followed up with curiosity.

Why the interest in education? Does this have something to do with that brawl I heard you took part in that placed you on the Gatekeeper's list of foes?


 

 

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