Difference between revisions of "Sylvestre d'Esparbes"
| Line 9: | Line 9: | ||
'''Behavior:''' | '''Behavior:''' | ||
| − | '''History:''' Seven years before Sylvestre was born to the pregnant wife of the Baron d'Esparbes in the fortress above the small village of Monfort in the Duchy of Gascony, the great French king Charles V added the duchy to his ever growing kingdom at the end of the Hundred Years' War. The birth of Sylvestre was not a an occasion of significance to anyone but Sylvestre's mother for she had born her husband six previous sons and a seventh was not welcome in the house of Esparbes. On the night in question, as Sylvestre's mother screamed herself hoarse bringing Sylvestre into the world, his father was getting himself drunk and then wasting his seed on the more attractive of his female servants. This would come as no surprise to anyone who knew the then Baron of Esparbes for he was a ignorant drunken bully who cared only for good wine, hunting and bedding young girls half his age. Perhaps, if the Baron of Esparbes had been a man to respect the wisdom of the hearth as his serfs did, he would have killed his seventh son or made him his heir. For the seventh son of a seventh son is born either cursed or blessed with special powers. Certainly the common folk of Monfort sat up through the night to hear the news of whether their village and barony would become home to a seventh son of a seventh son and their sleeplessness was rewarded. | + | '''History:''' Seven years before Sylvestre was born to the pregnant wife of the Baron d'Esparbes in the fortress above the small village of Monfort in the Duchy of Gascony, the great French king Charles V added the duchy to his ever growing kingdom at the end of the Hundred Years' War. The birth of Sylvestre was not a an occasion of significance to anyone but Sylvestre's mother for she had born her husband six previous sons and a seventh was not welcome in the house of Esparbes. |
| + | |||
| + | On the night in question, as Sylvestre's mother screamed herself hoarse bringing Sylvestre into the world, his father was getting himself drunk and then wasting his seed on the more attractive of his female servants. This would come as no surprise to anyone who knew the then Baron of Esparbes for he was a ignorant drunken bully who cared only for good wine, hunting and bedding young girls half his age. Perhaps, if the Baron of Esparbes had been a man to respect the wisdom of the hearth as his serfs did, he would have killed his seventh son or made him his heir. For the seventh son of a seventh son is born either cursed or blessed with special powers. Certainly the common folk of Monfort sat up through the night to hear the news of whether their village and barony would become home to a seventh son of a seventh son and their sleeplessness was rewarded. | ||
'''Recent Events:''' | '''Recent Events:''' | ||
* -- '''[[Sylvestre d'Esparbes' Statistics]]''' | * -- '''[[Sylvestre d'Esparbes' Statistics]]''' | ||
Latest revision as of 23:51, 3 December 2019
Quote: "All the night is my domain and all within it are my subjects, to serve my will or my thirst, for I am a monarch of the lightless lands between dusk and dawn. Will you bow to your king?"
Appearance:
Behavior:
History: Seven years before Sylvestre was born to the pregnant wife of the Baron d'Esparbes in the fortress above the small village of Monfort in the Duchy of Gascony, the great French king Charles V added the duchy to his ever growing kingdom at the end of the Hundred Years' War. The birth of Sylvestre was not a an occasion of significance to anyone but Sylvestre's mother for she had born her husband six previous sons and a seventh was not welcome in the house of Esparbes.
On the night in question, as Sylvestre's mother screamed herself hoarse bringing Sylvestre into the world, his father was getting himself drunk and then wasting his seed on the more attractive of his female servants. This would come as no surprise to anyone who knew the then Baron of Esparbes for he was a ignorant drunken bully who cared only for good wine, hunting and bedding young girls half his age. Perhaps, if the Baron of Esparbes had been a man to respect the wisdom of the hearth as his serfs did, he would have killed his seventh son or made him his heir. For the seventh son of a seventh son is born either cursed or blessed with special powers. Certainly the common folk of Monfort sat up through the night to hear the news of whether their village and barony would become home to a seventh son of a seventh son and their sleeplessness was rewarded.
Recent Events:
