#mountainmarquess

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mountain man becomes boat man

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in which we see a mountain man in his natural habitat

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Goodness, ISAAC ACKERLEY has arrived in London. He is 33, of the Appalachia Ackerleys. Though they are new to the Season, we can only describe them as industrious and courageous, dear reader. Accompanied by their mother and younger brother, they have settled in and are accepting social calls. But be warned: they are known for their complete lack of knowledge about how England works, not to mention the Season.

This is Isaac, and he’s from America! Well, he was born in England, to a father who was distantly related to the Marquess of Halifax and a Scottish mother who wasn’t related to anyone fancy at all. They decided when Isaac was quite young that England was no longer for them, so they moved over to America, specifically the Appalachian Mountains. Some of his mother’s relatives were already living in the Blue Ridge Mountains, so they settled there in the Smokies part right between North Carolina and what would become Tennessee.

Isaac grew up as a woodsman, living off the land and helping his family run their small farm and fur trading business. He can trap, hunt, fish, whittle, track, set a fire, the works. He especially excels at hunting, which became his trade. He never intended to get married because he spends so much time outdoors, away from everyone.

About eight months ago, he received a letter from England about how one of his relatives, that Marquess of Halifax guy, had passed away and somehow he’s the heir. Uh-huh. He tried to give the burden the honor to his little brother Jeremiah but his mother wouldn’t let him; also it probably wasn’t legal and besides Jeremiah didn’t want it. After a considerable amount of displeasure and discussion about their family, Isaac agreed to at least try it. 

 He’s a hard-working, goal-oriented kind of person who learned survival tricks at a young age. He was almost eaten by a mountain lion when he was nine. He’s not exactly no-nonsense since he does have a good sense of humor, but he doesn’t get frippery and frills and acting like it’s the end of the world when you get a tea stain on your shirt. At least it’s not blood, right? That’s a lot harder to get out. He’s pretty up front about his feelings and doesn’t care too much who he offends except he’s a gentleman to the ladies. Or tries to be. He’s still figuring that out. He at least ATTEMPTS. Sometimes.

 He’s currently in a constant argument with the servants and his mother over wearing his favorite buckskin jacket in public.

Basically this but Sebastian Stan. Please allow him to cause chaos with your local socialite. 

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in motion

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💌 ...Have you considered that selling your title might be less work than going through this Season?

That’s not a thing. Is it? What.

(HE WOULD. If his mom would let him.)

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if isaac had to pick a song (outside of his time period...)

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Task One: London Calling

Isaac inherited a house. Well, three houses, but this is the city one. Town one? Lord, he doesn’t care, he lives here now. The house makes Isaac nervous; when he’s not sleeping elsewhere, he often sleeps in the study, which he considers the only semi-normal part of the house. The rest of the house is v. fancy. His brother recently got an Irish Wolf Hound puppy named Daisy. She chews on the fancy furniture. They don’t belong here, and it shows.