Lady Cordelia Holt

| Duchess of Laurel Vale | | Marchioness of Embris | | Embrisian Holt |

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“We all have someone we never speak of. Someone who meant so much, that even breathing their name makes your soul tremble with memories and pain.”

— Nikita Gill

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Paolo Sebastian | Once Upon A Dream

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                                           something inside you is broken

                                                maybe it always was

                                                        and some nights you

                                   desperately try to put yourself back together

                                     but the pieces never quite fit, do they?

                          ( maybe some people are just made to be shattered )

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LFC: Jekkor Ebonsteele

The Basics ––– –

Name: Jekkor Ebonsteele

Preferred Name: Jekkor

Nickname/Title(s): Jekks, The Bloodied Baron, The Revenant 

Age: 39

Birthday: December 21st

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Marital Status: Widowed

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Sable Black

Eyes: Lichfire

Height: 6′2″

Build: Muscular, Brawny

Distinguishing Marks: Four slender scars trail along the left side of his visage from just beneath his earlobe and halting at the corner of his mouth. Runic symbols carved into the flesh of his limbs, these magically imbued sigils span from wrist to shoulder and from ankle to hip.

Tattoos: None. 

Piercings: None.

Common Accessories: Bloodstone jewelry, either worn or adorned onto his armor. Saronite armaments gilded with polished, blackened steel. A runeblade sheathed within an ebony scabbard at his hip and a double-bearded axe firmly fastened along the spine of his back.  

Personal Information––– –

Profession: Lord of the House of Ebon

Hobbies: Swordplay, horsemanship, newly developed artistic interests, strategizing hypothetical scenarios and variables.  

Languages:  Common, Thalassian, Darnassian, Gutterspeak.

Residence: Mortis Isle

Birthplace: Pyrewood, Gilneas

Religion: None.

Patron Deity: None.

Fears:  Overly zealous individuals, Rumors of a Scarlet resurgence, Enslavement. 

Relationships ––– -

Spouse:  Deceased. 

Children: None.

Parents:  Lord and Lady Ebonsteele. 

Siblings: None. 

Other Relatives:  None.

Pets:  What remains of the wolves the Ebonsteele family once bred for protection and hunting ‘game’. Three still faithfully follow alongside their master. 

Sex & Romance ––– -

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual 

Preferred Emotional Role: submissive | dominant | switch

Preferred Sexual Role: submissive | dominant | switch

Libido: Present, though thoroughly suppressed. 

Turn ons: Body worship, wit/cleverness, intelligence, submissiveness, bloodplay, power.

Turn offs: Poor hygiene, clingy behavior, pompous or entitled attitude, stupidity. 

Love Language: Physical contact, time devotion, expensive gifts. 

Relationship Tendencies: Presently nonexistent. 

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: None.

Drugs: None.

Alcohol: For appearances only.

RP Hooks ––– –

By thy name, Ebonsteele: Jekkor has been around for quite a few years, drifting from different noble houses and other ambitious individuals amassing followers to dutifully serve beneath their banners and their orders. You may have heard of his dealings with several different families that were supportive of the Coterie of Nobles some years ago, or perhaps through his deeds conducted under the influence of a particular Madame seeking to rebuild her bay of paradise. Through years of service to individuals such as these, the knight has since finally chosen to forge his own way and carve out a path for himself and those willing to follow alongside of his ambitions. 

Forged by Blood: A knight of the Ebon Blade, Jekkor has remained stalwart in his oaths and sworn duties/secrecies of the prestigious order. Ever vigilant and seldom eager to prove such loyalty by the disposal of renegades and defectors. Quite the collection of severed heads have amassed in the halls of Acherus due to his services of quelling such rebellious behaviors with decisive efficiency.

He Who Seeks Knowledge: Forever in the pursuit to further his proficiencies and understanding of hemomancy and runic magic, Jekkor has begun to document his findings and discoveries within a tome he keeps clasped to a chain attached to his belt. Inside this grimoire are countless notes and sketches from his wanderings and from lessons learned by others as well as experiments he has conducted himself when such free time was allotted.

[lordebonsteele]

LFC: Jekkor Ebonsteele

The Basics ––– –

Name: Jekkor Ebonsteele

Preferred Name: Jekkor

Nickname/Title(s): Jekks, The Bloodied Baron, The Revenant 

Age: 39

Birthday: December 21st

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Marital Status: Widowed

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Sable Black

Eyes: Lichfire

Height: 6′2″

Build: Muscular, Brawny

Distinguishing Marks: Four slender scars trail along the left side of his visage from just beneath his earlobe and halting at the corner of his mouth. Runic symbols carved into the flesh of his limbs, these magically imbued sigils span from wrist to shoulder and from ankle to hip.

Tattoos: None. 

Piercings: None.

Common Accessories: Bloodstone jewelry, either worn or adorned onto his armor. Saronite armaments gilded with polished, blackened steel. A runeblade sheathed within an ebony scabbard at his hip and a double-bearded axe firmly fastened along the spine of his back.  

Personal Information––– –

Profession: Lord of the House of Ebon

Hobbies: Swordplay, horsemanship, newly developed artistic interests, strategizing hypothetical scenarios and variables.  

Languages:  Common, Thalassian, Darnassian, Gutterspeak.

Residence: Mortis Isle

Birthplace: Pyrewood, Gilneas

Religion: None.

Patron Deity: None.

Fears:  Overly zealous individuals, Rumors of a Scarlet resurgence, Enslavement. 

Relationships ––– -

Spouse:  Deceased. 

Children: None.

Parents:  Lord and Lady Ebonsteele. 

Siblings: None. 

Other Relatives:  None.

Pets:  What remains of the wolves the Ebonsteele family once bred for protection and hunting ‘game’. Three still faithfully follow alongside their master. 

Sex & Romance ––– -

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual 

Preferred Emotional Role: submissive | dominant | switch

Preferred Sexual Role: submissive | dominant | switch

Libido: Present, though thoroughly suppressed. 

Turn ons: Body worship, wit/cleverness, intelligence, submissiveness, bloodplay, power.

Turn offs: Poor hygiene, clingy behavior, pompous or entitled attitude, stupidity. 

Love Language: Physical contact, time devotion, expensive gifts. 

Relationship Tendencies: Presently nonexistent. 

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: None.

Drugs: None.

Alcohol: For appearances only.

RP Hooks ––– –

By thy name, Ebonsteele: Jekkor has been around for quite a few years, drifting from different noble houses and other ambitious individuals amassing followers to dutifully serve beneath their banners and their orders. You may have heard of his dealings with several different families that were supportive of the Coterie of Nobles some years ago, or perhaps through his deeds conducted under the influence of a particular Madame seeking to rebuild her bay of paradise. Through years of service to individuals such as these, the knight has since finally chosen to forge his own way and carve out a path for himself and those willing to follow alongside of his ambitions. 

Forged by Blood: A knight of the Ebon Blade, Jekkor has remained stalwart in his oaths and sworn duties/secrecies of the prestigious order. Ever vigilant and seldom eager to prove such loyalty by the disposal of renegades and defectors. Quite the collection of severed heads have amassed in the halls of Acherus due to his services of quelling such rebellious behaviors with decisive efficiency.

He Who Seeks Knowledge: Forever in the pursuit to further his proficiencies and understanding of hemomancy and runic magic, Jekkor has begun to document his findings and discoveries within a tome he keeps clasped to a chain attached to his belt. Inside this grimoire are countless notes and sketches from his wanderings and from lessons learned by others as well as experiments he has conducted himself when such free time was allotted.

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                                 The Wedding at Silverbell

  It was a modest turn out for the intimate ceremony, to be expected in such short notice. A few citizens of Riverford made the trip as well as locals from Silverbell’s Goldenleaf Village. Some other familiar Holt faces mixed. The mood was casual as the chapels bell rang six in the evening. 

  A violinist and cellist played soft background music in the back of the crowed as the last of the stragglers found their seats on the long wooden benches that flanked each side. Aylin quietly appeared and she bent to whisper to Arianna, each Barlowe girl. Aylin left once more, heading back toward the Inn, Ariana and Evelyn excitedly left their seats, to follow the way Aylin had gone. A sign that things were very close to beginning. 

  Gidion stood, somewhat nervously. The man, having fought in War and waded through blood and sweat, somehow more nervous now. He glances back toward the crowd, witnessing Neresh, an old friend. As well as members of the family staff. His father had attended leaving two open spaces for his sisters to rejoin him soon. He flushed, slightly, looking over towards the group. They left, no doubt, to retrieve his bride.

  The Priestess Cateline, a kind, elderly woman they’d both known when so much younger in Hearthglen stood patiently, wearing a kind smile. She survived still today, a peaceful expression on her face. A silver stud glittered from each of her ears, the only jewelry worn. 

  The current song, many likely having not taken much notice of– suddenly stopped. A new song began, one with a bright sound and specific pacing. With a practiced ear, Cateline raised her arms to indicate all should stand. Gidion could hardly contain the smile that crept upon his features at the more familiar tune. He, subconsciously, adjusted his suit jacket. 

  First to be seen from around the corner was Evelyn, marching slowly and carefully one foot at a time. Her dress though still of blue satin was shorter and had a more age appropriate bataeu neckline. Still it was a more grown up style and she wore it well. Her bouquet of giant white roses, daisies and ivy clasped between both hands. Once Evelyn got a quarter of the way there, Ariana turned to corner. A vision in the Barlowe House blue of her long satin gown. Golden waves pinned with baby’s breath and ivy, she marched with a touch more grace to her steps, smiling softly. Only Gidion saw the playful wink on Ariana’s face, teasing her brother in such practiced subtle way. With a deep inhale, he practiced the lines in his head, a vow written wholly for her. But - the young man found it hard to concentrate, his heart beating fast.

  Then in perfect time, Aylin appeared, her turn to make the slow march down the aisle, the twin of the bride beaming excitedly. Her dress matched the others but had a gold embroidered detail to bring a touch of Holt to the gown. Her dark hair was down in soft waves with braids around the crown of her head laced with baby’s breath. The song, staying the same, however reached the more lively bridge and Emilia turned the corner.

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