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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 21, 2011 15:44:37 GMT -5
 Ladies whom live int he country do not waste all hours of the night staring at stars! Those were her aunt's parting words from the night before, followed by the loving reminder that if you went to be early then you could arise early and then there would be no need to waste candles. Marian never grew angry, with her aunt for wanting her to be more like she was; she knew that her aunt simply did such because she loved her and wanted was was best for her.
Still, sometimes Marian longed for adventure and finding it in the maze was one of the best ways. It was the napping hour currently and the moment her aunt bid her a good afternoon and sought out her bed, Marian fled to the maze with book in her hand. When she found her hidden gazebo however, she could a little white bird there. She paused at the wooden door frame to wait for it to since her and flee but it never did. She took a few steps hesitantly closer but it only gave a small sound and breathed quicker.
Marian moved along the far wall so not to startle the small frightened animal as she tired to see if it was waiting for her to get closer before flying away. That was when she noticed it was hurt! It's wing was bent in a very wrong way! Marian gasped out as she saw it! OH NO! How horrible! Looking around she knew that if he stayed here then he could find no food, or worse one of her aunt's cats out find him! She set her book down slowly beside the bird and tired to gently lift him up on it so it could be used to carry him but it only cried out in pain.
Marian found tears slipping over her pale cheeks as she knew that the bird must have more wrong with it then a broken wing. It would not be able to survive out there for long but it sill have a better chance out there then in here! Maybe she could find a nest to put him near and other birds would take care of him!?
Lifting to book she turned to slowly and carefully walk the maze, so she could take him out of here and get him to his friends. As she got to the door that lead out she froze at the sight of the child in the door way. Not fearing a child she moved closer, her eyes and watery eyes taking in the sight of not a child but a man! A small little man who was blocking her way out. Marian stopped a many feet from the small man and wondered if she should speak or if he would leave after seeing that someone was here. |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 21, 2011 15:22:50 GMT -5
 He looked on the edge of a panic and Marian wasn't quite so sure of what she should do. Men on the edge were unpredictable and she had enough trouble dealing with the ones that were normal! She always found her self shy and awkward, even out of place among the world that her noble birth suggested she should embrace. Everyone in it was so bold and beautiful, and she found more often then not she could only stare at them in a wide eyes trance of wonder! Especially at balls or parties where everyone dress in their finery and moved as if they were lighter then air.
Please . . . He seemed to almost gasp out and Marian found her own breath gasped silently at the desperate tone that clawed at her heart strings. Even before he spoke his next words she knew that she could not bring her self to leave him here, no matter how hard her aunt had attempted to press the rules of property into her head! I don't want to die! Marian blinked rapidly to clear the sudden blur of tears from his words. They did not spill but she knew that they might if she did not find a way to help this poor man!
"Are you injured?!" She asked as she moved slowly forward, forcing each step out as the fear for both her safety and his life attempted to pull her back tot he house. She felt like she was under the water and having to force the steps out more then she ever had before. The closer she grew the more she knew that she was getting close to danger. She'd hear stories of animals backed into corners and came out violent in their fight to live! What if he was the same way? What if by getting closer she was only getting them both hurt.
Marian paused by one of the hedges. the last one before she would have to cross the small path to be by his side. Pressing her self closer to it she watched him, begging her heart to be strong as she knew she needed to move closer to him, or to turn and run as fast as her slippered feet would take her to find someone to help him. |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 9, 2011 22:31:54 GMT -5
This was proof alone for Marian that this dark shadow of a man was indeed evil! She thought back to every idea of white knights that she had, and the darkness of this man seemed to be everything they were not. He wore the clothing of a knight, only missing the seal of loyalty that knights proudly displayed; but it was clear that he was no knight in shinning armor! He was a villain disguised as a knight!
Marian wasn't sure how she knew so much, so quickly but she knew--knew in her heart--that this man was not here to greet her as a knight would and that if she failed to hide then her life or worse would be forfeit. She ran down the halls of green as quickly as she could. She knew these halls as well as she knew the halls in the home of her birth; and it was the only reason she was able to keep away from him. When he began chopping down the hedges she ducked into a corner and sat down while all but holding her breath. She almost jumped she when felt the warmth of tears on her cheek, and she brushed them away quickly.
She knew the odds of a real knight showing up to help her were a long shot. She lived on the edge of nothingness; and visitors were few and far between. Still, as she stand there curled up to try to hide in the shrubbery, she could not help but to think of the real knights, and the real heroes! It was the thought of one knight in particular that caused her to want to be braver and want to be stronger. Pushing from the ground, she ran with all her might deeper and deeper into the maze, hoping to be able to loop around and get to the house. |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 9, 2011 3:14:13 GMT -5
 Marian was horrified! Oh dear, Oh dear oh dear indeed! She was standing in the covered walkway watching as the men built up the towering pile of wood that would be used not to create something but to destroy! This was no the city she dreamed of visiting! Her aunt had begged her not to stand out here and watch but Marian could not keep her self away. When she dreamed of Camelot it was of a white castle that towered over the trees for miles like a beaken of hope.
It was of a city rich with activity and bustling people! Their were parties and glittery balls with dashing nobles and hansom knights! She knew that the king was strong ageist magic but knowing it and seeing it were to vastly different things! How did one plan to kill another? Marian was a romantic by heart and it broke her's to know that it was a love story behind this. She wasn't sure how, but she had heard the whispers and knew that everyone has casting blame to a servant girl.
Marian had meet the girl once and had felt safe rather then shy around her! How did such a girl get mixed in with magic? Where was the knights that were supposed to be heroes? Didn't servants get heros too? Marian noticed a noble woman walking, but could not see her face. Taking a few steps out of her hiding place behind a pole she walked over hoping to be brave enough to speak to her and learn what was going on. |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 7, 2011 4:43:28 GMT -5
 Marian's family were wealthy but they were not high ranking nobles in any sort when compared to the king and the families he kept close to him. Her father was a knight, and that made her welcome but it was just welcome known that some families were stronger then others. Her's was country bumkin sort, and often never really in the vast and beautiful city nor attended the balls or feasts that the king would host at times. They only came to the city for the larger events such as the joust, tournaments and her father's knightly business.
As country gentry they would get visitors often of knights or messengers who would given them the latest news and gossip from the city and most of these tales would be about the knights! Marian would often find her self sitting with their guest for hours with her eyes wide and her lips tilted up in a small smile as they would tell one story or another about a knight who had slayed this beast or a knight who had saved the king in some form! Even some about the prince who found with his men! Marian had not meet many knights but often when she did, she found her self wondering if they were really like the knights in the tales she would hear, gallant and heroic in ways that she could never be. How did one ride into cretin death?! She would be afraid of fainting!
So when Sir Leon gave her a little bow, with his offer of an escort she almost forgot to breathe! Had her blight eyes not already been wide with wonder at the city he fought so hard to protect they would have widen at the secret little thrill she got from seeing a knight acting knightly! She felt like a child who had believed in something so hard and suddenly found out it was real! She normally only got to meet and speak with squares or men who were not yet knights, as she was the youngest and often too shy to let her aunt gently push her into conversations with real knights.
Marian was glad he turned to speak with someone, for it gave her a moment to think before she spoke and only prove how country gentry her family was when compared to the sophisticated world he would have come to know. When he turned to look at her again, her mind almost went blank but not completely, "I would find that truly helpful. I fear that I do not get to spend much time in the city and every thing gets turned around for me. Thank you kindly for your offer, Sir Leon." She knew that he would be jousting, her father had spoken of Sir Leon's skill on the trip from her home but Marian wondered if she would get to see him joust. She did not know how one won and lost, but she hoped he did not loose. |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 7, 2011 4:07:52 GMT -5
I got a little bit carried away with it, but I did not know if you wanted a layout with three photos, like you use with Leon or a single imagine like I used, so I made both. If you don't like the font or the colors or the photos I have the bases saved so edited takes only seconds and I promise I will not mind! For a few of them, I used this really scary looking font when I used the word blood, and it has little bloody hands all over it. |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 7, 2011 1:43:53 GMT -5
Wow! These are so good! You guys are very talented! I really like the moving layouts, Arthur and Gwen! That must have took allot of planning and talent to make them move! You three are very good and you should be very proud of them! I am impressed!
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 4, 2011 19:57:09 GMT -5
Marian's aunt was the type of woman who kept country hours and town hours, and they were very different. When in the large and vast main city of Camelot, you were often up til all hours of the night so you did not have to rise til noon. When at home in the country you were up early and to bed early! Marian often served as her aunt's companion since she was the only other female (noble) with in a few days ride of the estate. So to get some free time, Marian often was up hours before her aunt was, and she would spend it out side when the weather was beautiful!
It was cool outside and the mist and gray of the sky said snow would come by afternoon, so Marian sought out the garden maze so she could enjoy the sun before the snow came. She hurried down the halls of evergreen while she made her way to the hidden gazebo with in. There tucked into a sharp corner was a secret garden, with a hidden gazebo in it. It was hidden though a design in the hedges that caused people not to see the entrance unless directly facing it but it was int he corner, were no one sought out.
Along her way there she crossed paths with a small rabbit. Animals often got lost in the maze, so Marian already knew just how to help the animal home before the snow hit. Using her shall, she draped it over the bunny before lifting it into her arms and hurrying the back of the maze. It opened in the back so her father could sneak out to hunt, and her uncle had yet to gate it.
Once the rabbit was let loose at the edge of the woods she smiled brightly at her good deed, and the knowledge that the bunny could get to the safely of it's warm home before the cold truly set upon them! She turned to half run and half walk back to the house, before anyone noticed she had once again left the safety of it's walls. As she got to the walls she turned to look back at the woods with a bright smile but it froze on her lips when she saw the dark figure in the distance.
She felt her back stiffen as a sliver of fear trailed down her body. She turned to hurry a bit deeper into the maze but noticed that the darkness was coming her way. She could tell it was a man, but did not need to know more to know to hurry. She could try to run for the house but the center of the maze was open and she knew she wasn't fast. So she pressed against the side until she knew that he was following her inside the maze. When he entered, she turned to corner and hurried until she could turn another. He had been close enough to see that he was armed, and that he looked wild and dangerous. Frightening. She looked back at the way he was, before looking toward the house that was too far away and then hurrying deeper in the maze where she could hide. |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 3, 2011 22:37:05 GMT -5
Ever since her father had died, Marian's uncle had taken over the Engel Estate way up north. It was a beautiful land up north, with lush green everything everywhere! Vines climbed like spider webs up the sides of buildings, and the hedges grew so high that if left up cut, they could block the sky! In the winters, the land was vast and barren but for these hedges, but the the summer the air grew thick and warm leaving the hedge maze a hidden escape for adventures such as her self!
She wasn't really an adventure, for she wasn't allowed to go far from the house and Marian was another but a rule breaker. Her aunt had spoken until the blue of her face turned to purple about proper ladies and social classes. Her aunt believed in helping but not joining the poor and lowerclass of the kingdom. The rich should be have charities but not give out directly, her aunt said.
When her aunt retired to her suits for her afternoon nap, she suggested Marian do the same. Marian agreed but instead of going to her rooms walked silently down the hall, down the steps before bursting out the back door. She dare not run, in case her aunt saw but she could not just simply walk while escaping to the out door solitude with a book she had been desperately wanting to finish.
Her blur green eyes were wide with the silly thrill of escape, as she hurried down the halls that the hedge garden made, while she headed for the hidden gazebo. It was the sound of harsh breathing that gave her pause. She slowed to a walk then a stand still as she looked around, her eyes now holding a slight fear rather then trill. Animals sometimes got lost with in the maze, for it opened at the back of the house as well as on the other side closer to the woods. Her uncle kept promising to gate it but had yet to order the local men to do it.
Creeping closer, Marian held her own breath while trying to see what might be there. It was not, however an animal she found but a man. It was ageist the rules for a lady and man to be alone together but he looked frightened! Maybe he was lost? Marian wasn't sure what to say, or if she should turn around and send a servant to help the man, she she just stood there watching him while trying to decide between property and reason. |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 1, 2011 3:43:23 GMT -5
So I thought I would offer something back to the site that I am so excited to join by making an offer for anyone who needs anything made. I am not very good, but I can make simple things and I think I am good at playing with colors. Here is two of my samples from where I was trying to make layouts. I can give more samples if you want to see more.
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Mar 1, 2011 3:33:42 GMT -5
Marian stood on her toes to look over the crowd with her eyes wide and excited. She was not normally allowed to be alone in the market with out an maid or escort for the obvious safety reasons. She felt a silent thrill that she knew was silly of her to feel just for being alone in the big city with no one to give her loving but disapproving looks when she mingled with people who looked so full of character. She lived in the northern lands and the only people she meet up there was farmers and family oriented people. Here there were merchants who had seen the world and if she was braver she would spend hours sitting near their stalls and hearing their stories of other kingdoms and other cities, and frightening tales of knights who did the imposable, or romantic tales of kings who wooed the most beautiful and elegant of ladies!!
It was then that she heard a voice and turned to look up at the voice, to find Sir Leon there. She had never been formally introduced to him but everyone knew who he was! Rank was important to her aunt and while not a snob her aunt had made sure that there were some names that she knew by heart. The prince was one of them, of course; and the king's most trusted knight was one of the others. She knew she must look the fool standing there looking like a excited child but she was too happy to overly worry about such things right now.
She stood there for a moment just staring up at him before she remembered she was supposed to speak, and her face blushed for the error in her etiquette. "I-I was just looking for my aunt, sir, as I seem to have lost her in the crowd." Marian hoped he was not quick to find her, for she was not ready to let this silly adventure end! Being away from her guardians was too fun. "If you could just point me to tournament grounds, I could go there and wait for her." They had been here doing a bit of shopping before they went to cheer on all the knights some more! Marian had only ever seen one joust before but she was looking forward to seeing another one! It seemed so exiting to watch them ride at each other and her body would tense and she would hold her breath as they grew closer before cheering for the winner no matter who he was.
Marian's father was a knight, but he was getting to old to take part in these games. He joined his brothers in hunts and would train with them when he was in the city but he did not often joust nor join the melee. He left that to the younger knights and Marian was glad of it. For as exciting and thrilling as it was to watch the sporting matches she could not imagine her father doing it! |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Feb 28, 2011 17:45:51 GMT -5
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Feb 25, 2011 23:37:53 GMT -5
 Marian felt like a child during holiday times when emotions were lighter then air and so high that one could almost fly thought the clouds. Marian was following behind her aunt and a few of the elder ladies of the court while looking around the city with wide and bright eyes. Her father enjoyed hunting most then any other sport and their home up north was known for it's hunting, so she did not often get to come to the city of Camelot but when she did she always felt alive and ever so slightly over whelmed.
It never failed for her to get lost at lest once and for a guard or her father having to go seek her out and help her find her way back to her aunt or assigned rooms. She would walk around the city or market with entertained smile her blue green eyes wide and full of wonder. Her aunt would tell her that looking around like so, was unlady like for a girl her age and remind her that she was no longer a child but Marian could not help it. Camelot was so big and bright and full of life that she felt swept away by the activity and sights and smells. OH! The smells of Camelot were her favorite! So many spices and breads filled the market and there seemed to be something new ever few stalls!
She paused to look at some bright bits of cloth that was on display and by the time she was not distracted by the brights blues and hues of pink and lace, her aunt and the others has disappeared! Marian looked around the row of stalls for any sign of her companions but found none! She was not afraid however, as this would be another adventure! Like in her books! Oh how she loved Camelot's library!
She smiled brightly to her self, finding the freedom of being away from her aunt who worried about being a lady at all times exciting! She could see the Castle from here for it towered over everything for miles so when she was ready to be found she could walk that way. Her father would just sake his head but smile, and her aunt would loving remind her that ladies did not mingle with the lower class. Besides, with the jousts happening today there was a chance that her father would never know she got lost again!
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Feb 25, 2011 22:58:42 GMT -5
"My lady! The Prince is here!" Marian looked up from the books she was reading with a wide eyes look of panic. Her blue green eyes drifted over the room while her mind raced with all the thoughts of what this meant for her and her household. Jimminy! What should she do? Her father was a strong man who liked his hunting very much so, and was often out hunting during the days when the weather was warm and bright like it was today. Since her mother had moved on from this world and her sisters all married she was all that was in the form of her father's hostess.
Which meant she going to meet with the prince all by her self! Jimminy indeed! Marian gave the servant a small nod before slowly shutting the book and squaring her shoulders so she could stand. It would not do at all to keep a prince waiting! Her sisters would just die when they learned the prince was here at their home but they would take her with them if they learned she kept the prince waiting. Marian hurried as quick as she dared down the halls and turns away from the warm conservatory and to the main hall where the prince was. She dared not run for a lady never ran and never yelled and never kept princes waiting.
She slowed her walk before she came into his view so that she could enter at a lady like calm pace. She had meet the prince before but never alone where his attention would not be distracted by his friend or the other ladies of the court. It was enough to make her belly twist and turn from the nerves. "Your highness," She greeted softly before forcing her voice to speak up but not yell for ladies did not yell. "You have surprised us." She paused at her words and then continued as her brows bent with her flustered thoughts. She did not wish to make it seem he was unwelcome in his visit "Awonderful surprise. My father however is out hunting and unable to greet you til supper time." |
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Post by Lady Marian Engel on Feb 20, 2011 17:42:49 GMT -5
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name of Character:. Lady Marian Engel
.:Nick Name:. Mary
.:Age:. 22
.:Race:. camelotian
.:Status:. Noble
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Mary has wide bright eyes and a brilliant smile. Everything about her has a soft and bright appearance to her. Most times when you see her, she has a very soft smile on her lips and an almost innocent expression to her features. Her skin is pale and unmarred by scar and sun as proof to her sheltered and pampered life as a noble. Her hair is a soft golden yellow, with faded streaks of other shades and highlights naturally mixed into it's thick softness.
.:Height:. 5 feet four inches
.:Portrayed by:. Rosamund Pike
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. Mary is an overly sheltered noble man's youngest daughter out of three. She is also the shy one, and has trouble speaking her mind around new people. Once she gets to slowly known someone she will open up and can speak more candidly but never bold and brassy. She had a little bit of trouble fitting in as she is often quite and just watches everything happening. She also reads everything she can get her hands on.
.:Strengths:. Kindness, empathy, smart
.:Weaknesses:. Shy, slightly withdrawn, emotional
.:Accents:. Camelotian's upper ranks
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. Engal Estate; north of Camelot's capital.
.:Family:. Father and Mother are dead, however her Uncle, Aunt and two sisters are alive and well.
.:Occupation:. Lady Of The Camelotian Court
.:Current Location of Residence:. Engle Estate, and sometimes in Camelot.
.:History:. Mary was the youngest daughter of a knight of Camelot, who died when he went to fight with the prince against the great dragon. Her mother had died ten years before then in childbirth. She misses them both but knows that she does them more honor by remembering their happy memories rather then on how they died. Her father's eldest brother, and aging knight took in her as she was the only one of her sisters not yet married. Him and his wife have become her joys in life.
While she does not live in Camelot's capital she does get to visit when her uncle has business there and during events, tournaments and jousts. She loves the city and the excitement it offers from country life, and looks forward to her visits. She finds that she often gets little school girl crushes on the knights but she is never bold enough to speak with any of them. She often just spends her time touring the city with her aunt.
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