Post by Raoul of Archenland on Nov 26, 2010 12:53:33 GMT -5
Raoul Ignatius Farrenheart the Second
I was born as Maria and i have lived for Twenty One winters. Behind my keyboard i am known as Maria And i've been playing this game for Six years but you might know me better as Raoully
I'm not a dwarf! I'm a girl.
Name: Raoul
Nickname(s):None
Age: Thirty
Gender:Male
Social Class: King of Archenland
Occupation:Leads his country
Race:Archenlander
Martial Status:Single and loving it
Sexuality:Bisexual, secretly
Face Claim: Craig Horner
Can you make me taller?
Hair: Black/Dark Brown
Eyes: Brown
Height:6'1
Weight: 178 Pounds
Skin Tone: Olive
Body Type: Very muscular
Distinguishing Marks: Two faded scar holes on his hand from a snake that bit him when he was 19
Clothing: On a normal day, Raoul will dress modestly in tunics of gray or blue or black and neutral colored breeches or trousers. On a hot day working outside, you might not find him wearing a shirt at all. He has no shame and won't care who sees him naked, except for his mother, because he knows she'll chew him about it. Not to say that Raoul walks around his castle with his entire bare body visible, but do be careful if you knock on his bedroom door. And always knock.
On the other hand, Raoul will dress up for a party, expected guest or dance adorned in a tunic of fine colors, such as gold or silver. Whether he's dress modestly or royally, Raoul wears a pair of dark brown or black boots. The only time he ever wore a crown was for his coronation and it calls it "an outdated tradition", but also he won't wear it because he doesn't like the way his crown looks on him and feels its heaviness is a burden.
Overall appearance:Raoul is almost the antithesis of the generic long golden haired light skinned Prince Charming seen in fairy-tales. Tall, muscle-bound and dark eyed, Raoul appears intimidating. His skin might look like he sleeps in a tanning bed, but it is actually his natural tone aside from the toning he's developed from his excessive physical activity. Raoul isn't exactly what you would call handsome. He has many scars from battles, a faded snake bite scar on his hand and has age lines and a few dark spots on his face. Everything about him is dark- his eyes almost look black, his hair is dark brown. Raoul has developed a lot of muscle from his physical activity, some of which are visible when he takes off his shirt, and he is quite a strong fellow.
You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir.
Family situation: Raoul has a mother, his father is deceased, and he has two younger sisters and a younger brother.
Father: King Edward the Fourth, deceased.
Mother:Former Queen, now Lady Linota- 53 years old.
Siblings:
Sisters are:
+Princess Estrilda, 19 years old
+Duchess Millicent, age 27 years old - wife to a Duke in her brothers court.
Brother:
+Baron Wilmarc - Earl/Knight in Archenland - 22 years old
Extended Family:
Brother in Law- Duke Herlewin - husband of his sister.
Niece- Lady Eleanor- 5 years old.
Nephew- Lord Amalric - 2 years old
Full History:
Raoul was the firstborn child of his parents, King Edward and Queen Linota and as a boy his birth was celebrated greatly. But to his fathers disappointment, the little prince was not what he had wanted. Instead of a brave, brawny boy, Raoul was a sniveling sickly little sissy crybaby. He suffered frequently from illnesses and cried for hours when he fell off the pony his father bought for him. These personality traits earned him the nickname "Princess Raoul" by his father. When he was three, Raoul's mother had her second child, a girl to the disappointment of his father.
Raoul and his sister Millicent were close, until when Raoul became an adolescent and began to drift from his feminism. His mother would eventually give him another sister, Estrilda, and a brother after the birth of Millicent, Wilmarc. As a child, Wilmarc was the opposite of Raoul- hard headed, strong, and rowdy. Even though as the oldest Raoul was next in line for the throne, his father groomed Wilmarc as if he was the crown prince.
When he was 16, Raoul began training to become a knight. His original purpose for it was to please his father, but the more self-discipline he gained, the more Raoul enjoyed the work and lost interest in pleasing his father. For once in his life, he felt like a true man. He kind of became a jerk in his teenage, bullying his sisters and teasing his brother and pushing the castle servants around. He wasn't really a brat, more just an arrogant arse. Later, his mother found him a tutor who taught him that wits and knowledge could sometimes be a better weapon than a sword.
And when Raoul's father was deemed too sick to rule, he appointed Wilmarc as his regent. By this time Raoul was around 19-22 years old and had settled himself in court as a knight. He had no interest in the throne; Raoul's life only revolved around protecting of his youngest sister and fiancée. About two years before, he'd met a girl named Rosaline, a working-class girl from Anvard, the small town near his castle. She worked in his home as a maid and his origin had been just to "have fun" with her, but he saw that there was so much more to Rosaline. For the first time, Raoul saw past status and plain clothes when he fell in love with the palace chambermaid. He wanted nothing more than to settle down and have the simple life with her, but life would have other plans for the prince.
Wilmarc proved to be an inefficient ruler. He was weak and couldn't as much as glance at the lower class people outside of court. His only interest was to gain more territory and power and Raoul knew that would only bring devastation to his homeland. Wilmarc would only pour money into wars and the working class would starve. He knew that he had to become King, or else he would see the decline of Archenland. Raoul's father eventually died and Wilmarc's coronation was scheduled. With Rosalie, he went into the archives and dusted off the old constitution that stated that the throne be passed on to the firstborn child of the previous ruler. After some hassle, Raoul was crowned King of Archenland at age 25. His next step was to make Rosaline his Queen, but once again fate had other plans for Raoully boy.
With her finacee now a King, Rosaline began to wonder if she had been interested in Raoul, or in his throne. When Rosaline realized it was the latter, she ended their relationship. She could not be happy with someone she did not love. Her background would make it impossible to enjoy the life of a monarch. To his heartbreak, Raoul's love left the castle and moved back to Anvard where she ended up marrying someone else..or so Raoul has heard.
His heartbreak did not last long though, for Raoul began to find he actually enjoyed the single life. And as a King, women threw themselves at his feet, a trait he basked in like the sun. Temptation overtook him when he met Lady Bryce, a wife to an earl in the court. But the Earl was old, the Lady was young, and her parents had pushed her into marrying him much before Raoul had taken the throne. She was beautiful and they began an affair, which is still going on. The Lady believes her King loves her, (which he does not, it is merely lust) and will marry her if the Earl passes away. Each time the Lady leaves his bed, Raoul feels a pang of guilt for the old man she is cheating on with him.
With the war brewing, Raoul has sent some delegates to stay in the Narnian court while he himself is staying where he believes he belongs, in Archenland. His origin was to stay out of the war, but his advisors have told him otherwise and he considers if they should be ready should there be an invasion to Archenland.
I wished you'd all stop acting like grown ups
Full Personality: Raoul sometimes comes off as rough around the edges. He likes to smoke a pipe and loves his alcohol, will be sometimes be found with a little stubble and can be quite crotchety when he wants to be. His "bark is worse than his bite", which means he might yell and scream, but won't actually do anything. Raoul has little to no patience and has low impulse control. Unlike most monarchs, he is very blunt and outspoken and is not afraid to say his opinion. When arrive to one of his parties and walk into the room, you know he is there. But on the other hand, Raoul knows when its time to close his mouth.
Like an overheated aerosol can, Raoul cracks under pressure. If harassed enough by his advisors to do something like make a new law or such, he will do it without question. Normally Raoul does like to interfere in the affairs of other countries and prefers focusing on his own, but he was pushed so much to send delegates to Narnia that it eventually did happen. He only really did it because he was worried for Archenland. His interest lies in the welfare of his country and no other and he would completely shut out the other lands if he could.
Raoul has rules. They've guided him through Kingship, family, women, and love since the crown was placed on his head and have kept his sorry butt from getting killed. Self rule number one: you can shag women but don't commit or get attached to them because in the end they'll only break your heart. Rule number two: Don't trust nice foreigners. It means they want your land. Rule number three: Take care of your family even though they drive you mad. Rule number four: Everyone in the kingdom counts even the poor people. And rule number five? Always show your authority, but don't do it like a tyrant.
Aside from these, Raoul is a little naive. He trusts everyone in his court and he believes that he is adored by all in the Kingdom when there are some who do not want to see him as a ruler. He loves women to no end and will chase anything with boobs and a skirt to his bed, even if that woman has the personality of a *succubus. He has absolutely no shame and would dance bare naked in front of an open window if you dared him or he was drunk enough.
Raoul loves his family above all. To his youngest sister Estrilda, he is a like a father figure and protects her from suitors. Him and his middle sister Millicent are like best friends and care deeply for each-other and Raoul absolutely adores her two children. He however cannot stand her husband the Duke Herlewin because of his vanity and overly effeminate personality. Raouls mother drives him insane sometimes and treats him like he is sixteen, but he loves her nonetheless. Ever since they were children, Raoul and his brother have always been distant and since he became King they are not friendly with one another. What Raoul doesn't know is that he leading the plot to overthrow him.
Raoul is an dog lover. He owns three- one for hunting with him, one for guarding purposes and one for just being a pet. He loves all of them, but still sees all of them as having a purpose. The first is a large red hound named Eaudwin. Raoul raised him from a babe and believes he is the best hunting dog there is. Haraldus is the burly, brawny guard dog of Raoul and his family. He might look mean, but is by nature a very gentle pooch. The last is an embarrassing secret of Raoul. Originally believed to be a little brown terrier, some washing revealed Aubrey was a little fluffy white Maltese, but he couldn't just abandon the little girl he'd fallen in love with. Raoul is often embarrassed to be seen with her and tends to keep her hidden in his own private quarters.
Raoul hates calling himself a King. He feels he is nothing short of the rest of his people when it comes to status and likes to think of himself as the leader of Archenland rather than the King.
At least we know that some of you can handle a sword
Rp-Sample: Before Hestia knew it, the caravans stop in Gaul was over and it was time to pack up. It was an amusing thing to see the other performers rushing around trying to take everything down, or chase after an escaped animal. In addition, this was when the master was at his worst and the only thing he did was stomp around and bark commands. She and the other girls watched this and giggled, before they too were screamed at either to practice or help with something. Most of them were young; none older than Hestia, but none under twelve years. Most of their backgrounds were similar to the Greek’s and her young sister; orphans the boss picked off the street, some former slaves. Hestia got along with most of them, more than she did with a few of the other performers. The girls' had their laughs, but went to rehearsing before the master yelled at them.
Traveling was Hestia's least favorite part of being in a show caravan. She wasn't a person that liked to sit still, so sitting on a horses back for hours and hours drove her crazy. It didn't help when the horses had to sometimes be used for cargo and the Boss made them walk for part of the trip. On the occasion, if he was in a good mood and the weather was bad, they had the choice of sitting in one of the wagons. But most of them usually preferred walking rather sitting in with a smelly animal, unless they were tired enough to tolerate it. Over the years, the Greek grew used to walking for long periods of time. On her first travel, the long walking caused Hestia to pass out, but within a few years it became easier. This trip took long enough so that Hestia lost count; weeks passed before they reached Rome at last.
Hestia literally kissed the ground as they reached the city's outskirts, where they'd be staying for however long the boss decided. The greek had a feeling the caravan wouldn't be going anywhere for a while. When the boss looked at Rome, he saw dollar signs. Lots of them. Hestia had known him too long to be mistaken. As she and the others girls settled, he rambled about getting ready for not a show tonight, but a free foreshadowing of what the show was. Hestia suspected the man had an empty wine bottle in his wagon; the word "free" was not in his vocabulary. The greek didn't feel up for a performance tonight, but she didn't really have a choice, unless of course she wanted to be thrown into the streets of Rome.
For tonight, Hestia chose a deep red chiton, which only showed a little bit of cleavage. For tonight was only a preview. The full premiere was coming soon. This night was a chance for the citizens of Rome to come out and consider if their money was worth the performers. The greek put a little bit of liner on her eyes before going onto the stage. She kicked off the night with a geronos; a winding, mazelike dance added with a sexy touch from Hestia. People were just starting to come onto the grounds, just a few at first watching her performance.
