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Post by Lord Newbury on Dec 4, 2017 20:41:37 GMT
 House VarosA proud Rjillund House, the House Varos have held the title of Margraf of Rji-fluss for centuries, and have long stood as loyal members of the Empire of Rjillund sworn to the Imperial House Cassian. Proud of their lineage, they are puritainical in the extreme and carefully ensure that their line will live on. |
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Post by Lord Newbury on Dec 7, 2017 10:39:03 GMT
Margraf Emannuel Varos Born to Margraf Heinz Randulf Varos, Emannuel trained within the Knightly Orders from a young age, Emanuel Varos became Margraf after his father was killed whilst on a raid across the Southern River, from which their lands take name. Taking to the saddle the next week, and forgoing his own ascension ceremony, he - with less than a week to go before he was expected to present himself at Carenna to pledge his oaths, sallied across the river, and burned the settlement in which his father had fallen to the ground. Upon his return,he marched in full plate directly to Carenna, without stopping to refresh himself, and swore his oaths on his still bloodied sword, before returning South to 'Continue his duties'. A hard man, and a loyal Vassal, he has spent every day since ensuring the borders of his lands are kept secure from anything from savage raids to Alendron spies - and has only been to Carenna once, for the wedding of his King, and for a war council, in which he petitioned the King to move on the Alendron Queen 'whilst she still trembled from the death of her father'. Emmanuel has three sons, with his wife who passed several years ago. Presently, his sones are ages 16, 20 and 21, with the eldest serving as his heir apparent, and the middle son as a Knight in the armed forces. His eldest son, Drak Varos, is married to the sister of Hedreath Carraigh, the incumbent Duke of Castelli. |
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Post by Lord Newbury on Jan 29, 2018 11:43:25 GMT
 Caston VarosGrundherr of Rjifluss, Senior Diplomatic Advisor to his Majesty, King Ferrus Cassian Brother to Emmanuel Varos, Caston took a different path in life than his more warlike Brother, having found himself born a few years after his Brother, and thus blessed with being outside of the line of succession. Caston, where is brother was trained to fight and to command armies, and indeed nations, was trained in the arts, music and scholarly pursuits. He was to live the life of the average scion of a Noble House, sent to Carenna at a young age to study there, he learned to speak the languages of the Trevastines, and soon joined a fencing school to learn the art of the blade. Caston - whilst he lacked to marshall prowess of his brother in the practical arts of war - took great delight in his swordplay, and counted himself as one of the 'Master Swordsmen' of the school by the conclusion of his studies, quite adept with a longsword, which worked wonders with the ladies at Carenna Court. He became bored rather rapidly, and took his leave of Court a few weeks prior to the outbreak of the Alendronian-Rjillund War, taking to the high seas to travel the world. Whilst the war raged on, Caston lived the life of a Scholar and Adventurer, learning the mastery of Coin from the Traders of Luska, the Boterim 'Way of the Elephant', and even travelled to the lands of the Izhen - wherein he spent some small amount of time learning the culture and religious practices of those parts. After some ten years travelling, he had visit most of the Courts of the various regents and Nobles of Trevast, and became rather adept at the art of diplomacy, and the wider understanding of leadership and nations. Penning a booklet, which he entitled 'The Ash of the Pheonix' he penned a piece on the art of leadership, and the historic trials of a nation and how to overcome them - he presented it to the King of Rjillund, King Ferrus of House Cassian, and soon found himself brought in as a Diplomat and Advisor to the Monarch. Merely a week into his tenure in Court, he had rewritten the ‘Court Music’ of the Palace, to something more ‘In Tune with the Heart of the Nation’, and penned the ‘Tarrian Fanfare’ which - according to him at least - represented the ‘Glory of Rjillund, even in its darkest moments’. It was rapidly dismissed to one of the side rooms of the Palace, and the old anthem kept. Regardless, the Caston set to work, and began over the next few years to get to know the people of the court, both at Rjillund and further afield - soon becoming a key member of the Courts staff. |
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