Monomakhos

Josiah Bryne "There is a Harrenite in the city, my Lord Chivay." His words were met with but somber expressions, and the men were swift to don their barbutes. Parading into the square, they laid eyes upon their prize - his eyes were beady little things and his skin took on an equal, sickly pallor; And upon his brow sat the crown of a dying people - a race of mongrels. "Bring him to the stake!" boomed the Grandmaster, Cantonus Chivay, and much to the dismay of the Harrenite, they did as they were bid. "I am Josiah Elendil!" He screeched as they bound him to the stake, yet his words fell upon deaf ears. "Repent, Harrenite - and may the flames of Owyn purify your soul!" They chanted, conjoining hands about the pyre as it caught flame. "Owyn Godwinson is a craven and whoreson!" The Harrenite bawled with his final breath mustered, and only screams ensued.

A Vagrant Night consumed the city of Felsen, an inky blackness washing into the streets. The rattling of chain and plate echoed throughout the city as men cladden in the red-and-gray of the Hallowed Flame dragged a young man through the streets. His pleas to be given his freedom were unheard, and not an uttered word escaped the lips of those ordermen. He was brought into the field, and what laid before his eyes? His stomach sank, heart pounding - a pyre standing forlorn amidst the sable darkness. “No - I’ll do anything, PLEASE!” He cried out, tears streaming down his distraught visage as he was brought upon onto the platform. “Bind the criminal to the stake, the fire will decide his fate.” drawled one of the officers, and two footmen harried to tether the man to the erect stake protruding skyward from the mound of firewood. “Please, you don’t have to do this!” he bellowed, yet, the only noise to meet him were litanies intoned in chorus from the soldiers gathered as the torchbearer ambled forth, and set flame to the base of the pyre. Screams resounded across the city as he was consumed aflame, and when it drew to a close, all that remained was ash.

OOC MC Name: daelaris Skype User: You have it. IC Name: Arstan Bedell Age: Twenty. Race: Kaedreni. Prior Merits and Service: I served prior in the court of my uncle, winning several melees and numerous jousts as a house knight. Do you agree to submit yourself to the Hierarchy of the Order, and in doing such, serve with loyalty undying to both your superiors and to Owyn himself? Absolutely.

Reserved.

ARSTAN BEDELL "I have yet to know fear. The Craven knows not faith and it is my faith that shields me." Age: 19 Gender: Male. Race: Human, Highlander. Status: Alive. Height: 6’2 ft. Weight: 208 lbs. Appearance: Golden ringlets, fair skin and sullen cheeks with high bones for a noble's face, Arstan is by no means the comeliest of fellows; or rather, recent events attest to his once good looking charm. While not too hard on the eyes, the years - despite his relative youth - have worn him down. Bearing the broad stature of his father, Alexander the Wyrmsbane, Arstan stands tall with a powerful build, imposing and befitting the son of such a character. He maintains a fairly well-kempt appearance, hair regularly combed and his face clean shaven. Constitution: A stranger to many a customs of the Kingdom of Oren, having been far too long apart from the realm - raised at the Castle Arves, as a squire to his uncle Mathis - Arstan is oblivious to the true nature of Oren and her many intrigues. His knowledge mostly springs from hear say, exaggerated tales and the continued bantering of his elders to a fact better learned, else one be declared ignorant. Despite his noble posture, he moves with an open gait and speaks bluntly, if not abruptly; though one good thing springs from this, his decree - amongst his subjects - is not usually ignored, and it's a respect demanding submission. Though, for a childhood in the hands of a priestly hands, he works honestly and it's shown in his stature. Arstan is in good health, maintaining an active lifestyle through the pursuit of hunting and martial training. Personality: An education and a guiding hand under the care of Anduin has given Arstan an aptitude for honesty and many other virtues heralded by Owynism. Perhaps among the most honest of the Bedells for all their reputation's worth, perhaps there's no one better to take up the name. Though, kindness has ofttimes been a woe for the family, as was present with the crippled Mathis. A deadly combination to his honesty is his blunt approach, which can sometimes prove less than fruitful for the young Arstan. Other traits do as well come with guidance under a Priest of Fire; zealotry and piety among them. He is, by all means, a student of the philosophy and a zeal burns in his heart. Life Style Alignment: Lawful Neutral. Religion: Owynism. Nation: Oren. Class: Noble Titles: Count of Redmark, Lord of the Castle Rhosden. Profession: Master and Commander Flaws: Arstan is rather curt with his words, and his lack of tact oftimes leaves a poor first impression. He is, by all means, a very devout individual with an unbridled zeal which drives him in his belief, something which impedes on his day-to-day decisions and shapes him as a person, for better or worse. Biography Parents: Alexander Bedell, Ethel Bedell (nee Rohesia) Siblings: Mathis Bedell II, Francis Thorne, Ethel Bedell Children: N/A Extended Family: Robert Bedell (Cousin), Edwyle Bedell (Cousin), Alys Bedell (Cousin), Hadrian Thorne (Cousin), Mathis Bedell (Uncle) History Arstan was born the lesser of twins; one of the only two trueborn sons born from the seed of the Wyrmsbane. He was sent to Arves in his very early youth, alongside his siblings, to be sheltered from the brewing conflict that came to rise with the Lucienist Order denouncing King Francis. He was to be taught under the will and guidance of the Owynist Priest Anduin, and become the man Alexander was not; one of his only and last acts of good to his name outside of glory, for not Bedell; but himself. It was there that Arstan was raised and instilled with good, Kaedreni values to a man and served as a squire under a handful of knights; though, his worth as a scion of the lesser line of Bedell was not forgotten and he was treated well, even beyond the fall of Oren and the death of his father, Alexander. There, he carved his name out as a skilled warrior and Knight, winning several tourneys in honor of his uncle. Though even the most swayful hand could not keep him, nor his brother, from their fiery ambition, and the name of Bedell. In the twilight of his house, he - alongside the both of his brothers, embarked for Oren with a handful of retainers and an envoy of his uncle in the form of his eldest son at their side. They struck landfall; pledging their blades and swearing homage before the Magnate of Kaedrin. For this, they were granted a holdfast in the south - Roseden - where Arstan rules from in these tumultuous times of civil war, pressing on in the restoration of the legacy of his name. Artwork:

The difficulty of this bounty has been raised to a high threat - and as such, the price is upped to a whopping thousand minas for whomever slays the beast.

Wanted: Fleugal Threat level: High Description of beast: The creature is a writhing mass of flesh and tentacles; be wary. Location: Swamps of Aeroch Nor Rewards: (E.g. Minas or special item) 5000 minas.

The Bounty has been completed.

Wanted: Mountain Troll Threat level: Low Description of beast(s): A hulking creature, grey of skin, with a large scar crossing it's chest. It has been seen to carry a large bone as a club during it's forays on merchants. Location: Near to the settlement of Hiraeth, it is known to drive merchant caravans off from the roads and loot what supplies are left behind. It is very likely that a den is located in the surrounding area. Rewards: 150 250 minas

Posters are pinned up along a majority of more commonly traveled roads and also in several major settlements. "House Bedell is currently looking to purchase bookshelves in bulk. If you are willing to trade, send for Arstan Bedell at Roseden. Prices are to be discussed." ((Message daelaris in-game or send me a PM on the forums.))

Posters are pinned up along a majority of more commonly traveled roads and also in several major settlements. "House Bedell is currently looking to purchase ink sacks, dark resin and wool. If you are willing to trade, send for Arstan Bedell at Roseden. Prices are to be discussed." ((Message daelaris in-game or send me a PM on the forums.))

Posters are pinned up along a majority of more commonly traveled roads and also in several major settlements. "House Bedell is currently looking to purchase thirteen tonnes of cracked stone brick. If you are willing to trade, send for Arstan Bedell at Roseden. Prices are to be discussed." ((Message daelaris in-game or send me a PM on the forums.))

Denied.