#merc posting

[mrknightside]

Fellow servants of a lord or liege, should I be worried if one of my bosses is distancing himself? I was doing my usual attempts to get higher pay when he told me to "go about my ways," and he's muttering to himself in his study.

[contettiero]

I return from war, ever in need of a good drink and some compagnia. I wonder where it is I should rest.

[mrknightside]

If I could have a homoerotic relationship with one of my bosses, that would be great. It would be even better if they would fight over me and then use me as they wish when they're done fighting.

[mrknightside]

It's not my fault that I went into a bloodthirsty rage during the latest battle and forgot who I was fighting and grievously injured the prince's pet knight. You haven't even paid me so I couldn't have been working for you, maybe I was on the enemy side

[contettiero]

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Galeazzo d’Ovesti

Gods’ Given Name: Galeazzo di Francesco d’Ovesti

Nicknames: “Leazzo,” “Gale,” and “Ezio.”

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 29 (Character), 22 (Admin)

(This Blog is 18+ Ageless and Minors DNI)

Condottiero and Captain of the Company of St. Giovanna

Based off of the (in)famous condotierre of the late 15th and early 16th Century. Specifically those living in or around the Italian Peninsula (especially those north of Rome). This character is set within a Fantasy setting of my own creation so some stuff will not align with IRL history. For questions about that specifically you can refer to this pinned post or send asks! I love talking about worldbuilding so don’t hesitate to ask lol.

This is a Character Side-Blog (thanks to @cordaxmerc for the inspiration) dedicated to a more twisted (and straight up fucked) side of the Knightposting community. This is a mercenary/mercposting blog dedicated to revenge, tragedy, evil posting, and some raunchy stuff.

Follow if you like @sirtin but want more dark content lol.

Also asks (whether anonymous or not) are more than welcome! Seeing as I run a decent amount of other accounts I will warn you now it will be some time before I can fully answer them. But please! Ask away and feel free to DM me!!

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There will be some canonical stuff here as far as lore is concerned but seeing as I have a bajillion and one characters Galeazzo will most likely receive the least amount of lore for some period of time… BUT never say I didn’t think of all you adoring people on the internet, so without further adieu let’s get into some Galeazzo lore.

Vitelione:

The Shattered Kingdom… once the heartlands of an ancient empire now not more than a collection of ruins and those who live in said husks. There are the many realms that make up the Peninsula of Vitelione today, from the most decorated Duchies of Corlanio, Madelio, or Perseno; or the religous dominions of the Church. Far more states exist between the cracks of the once united Kingdom, as counts, marquesses, lords, bishops, dukes, and even Kings vie for control of Vitelione. Perhaps one day these lands will once again be united under a single banner. But for now, all we can hope for is that the peace lasts another day or two…

The Duchy of Perseno:

A middling realm within Northern Vitelione, Perseno has often been seen as the crossroads between far larger dominions. It has been held by the d’Ovesti family for centuries, once as mere Counts to Margraves and even Dukes. The Duchy was established some 50 years ago under Leonardo d’Ovesti, known by some as “Il Grand,” after being granted the rank of Duke by the Emperor. Many have come and gone following the rule of Leonardo “Il Grand,” but all have maintained their rule over their holdings within the Duchy of Perseno… that is until the birth of Galeazzo.

Second son of Francesco II d’Ovesti, Lord of Espena, Galeazzo was trained from birth as the secondary heir, behind his elder brother Martino. He was skilled in arms and the ways of combat from an early age. Much like his grandfather he enjoyed activities such as hunting, falconry, and going for long rides amongst the d’Ovesti domains. Before the age of maturity his brother had been sworn under his father’s name to rule faithfully whenever the crown should pass to him. Martino was then married off to a member of the prominent di Ceretto family. Galeazzo, as was a time honored position left his family estates to pursue a career as a Condottiero, joining the prominent Compagnia di Santa Giovanna.

Sometime after his arrangements were made with the Company his grandfather, also named Martino, died, leaving his father, Francesco, to inherit the lands of Perseno. After the funeral of Duke Martino d’Ovesti was held, the young “warrior prince” set out to make a name for himself, winning glory and gold for both himself and his house.

The Flag of the Compagnia di Santa Giovanna (c. 1502)

Sete di Sangue:

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Ready to find out more? I guess continue reading then and follow to find out what happens next!

Masterlinks:

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Quote: "You ripped out this heart of mine... tore [t]his dominion in twain... burned down the house to which our coats were crossed. And … made sweet sacrilege to this damnable church."

[contettiero]

Yearning for a hand which is no longer mine,

Burning to betray all those who loved you,

Craving to see you cry over this wretched body of mine,

Twisted and broken under the arrow you sought to find its purchase.

[contettiero]

*Staring with heart-shaped eyes the newest addition to Medievalblr*

Is this what love feels like? Or is it just lust by another name?

[mrknightside]

It's been quiet recently, even with my contracts, and yet I am not happy. Should I not be pleased that there is no battle for me to fight? What do I do when there is no more blood to be shed? Do I still have a use?

I am beginning to forget my face. It's been so long since I've been able to remove my helmet, and I am afraid to see what's underneath. Will I still look like [me]?

Remember when you helped me become a noble [monster]? I didn't want to turn away from that path, but I like living more. You helped me dull my teeth, and I've sharpened them again. I've relapsed, I need the gold, I need the thrill. Do you miss me? Do you remember me?

Two masters, one asking for a guardian dog, the other asking for a war hound. I've always done best with a leash, haven't I? It's hard to remember these days. Was I ever a kind [beast]? Was I ever a cruel [mutt]? I've turned away from the honor I once had, turned away from the oaths I took. What were they? I only feel the guilt for abandoning them, not the morals that made them.

Was I ever human?