Lady Olyviane Halstark

Mister Braxton Hudson

Excuse me when I say I am absolutely appalled by the treatment your employees have given unto myself, my wife, our staff and even Lord Cedrick Holt as well as Madam Venreena Thorne.

I can honestly say that never in my entire life have I been so completely disrespected. The constant bickering between your staff members toward mine as well as the blatant disregard and disrespect for my own life as well as the life of my guests, employees and wife only adds to this shame, sir.

I must assume that, as your own employees seek to actively disrespect your own business associates, that you also do so and encourage such behavior. I must say, whence I had worked with Anchor Trading Co., such a blatant offense, even if minor, toward a potential associate was met with immediate disciplinary action, even including instant dismissal.

I should like to say, Braxton, that you may consider our business arrangement firmly over. We thusly recall every last shipment of our products to your establishment as well as bar all trade between we and your ilk.

I gave you time to perhaps apologize for the words of one of your own employee some weeks ago, but had since heard nothing. I chalked it up to you forced the man to apologize himself and left it at that, but I see my assumption was wrong.

You have dishonoured me sir, and so have shamed yourself. I pray to the Light that the next person you do business with does not incur such slight.

Signed,

Alphonso Renaldo Ludlow de Alleria

Lord of House Ludlow

Proprietor of Ludlow Vineyards

Lady Elizebella Ludlow

Good (Time of day), my friends! I had recently got into thinking about returning Alphonso to the Diplomacy business. As such, I’m announcing that, starting now, I’ll be opening Alphonso up as a recruit-able Diplomat and Mediator.

As such, I am reaching out to those looking for someone to resolve any issues between two parties.

Now, this may be a little confusing, so, below you’ll find a list of what exactly such a job entails in case you are looking to bring him in as a mediator for whatever issue both parties are trying to resolve.

What the job means in cases of:

War or strife between two opposing parties - Alphonso shall remain impartial between the two, working to strive for an equal footing and grounds between both parties in order to obtain a common or shared peace.

First Contact - Alphonso shall assist in contacting a second party on terms of peace or trade. Such a job is typically toward a xenophobic party or one who has never made contact with the hiring group before. (Keep in mind that, in this instance, if the intended message is war or things of the sort, Alphonso may ICly refuse.)

Legal Hearings - As an Ambassador of Stormwind, Alphonso has a degree in law and is still legally permitted to practice. As such, should one wish to hire him as a legal adviser or legal mediator (Not lawyer), all information told to him during such meetings shall remain strictly confidential.

What I will not do:

Be your personal Ambassador - Seeing as Alphonso is now married and Lord of House Ludlow, it would be seen as a conflict of interest for him to represent as separate household or business, especially since he, in essence, co-runs Ludlow Vineyards.

Issue statements of war - As stated above, since Alphonso is the Lord of a Household, it could be taken that him delivering a declaration of war means that his own Household is also going to war with the deliveree. However, should I OOCly (and sometimes ICly) find the case to be interesting, or of merit, I may just permit such a rule be broken.

Barter trade deals or negotiations - As with the prior, this one is also rather loose. If your business has absolutely no relevance to my own or my household, then I may agree, so long as a good OOC explanation is delivered to me as well as precedence of what I allowed to ICly and OOCly do. This includes things such as: Lowest and highest negotiating prices, locations, routes, delivering methods and so on.

As for people wondering my OOC qualifications, I do not particularly have any, but I have studied a good deal of psychology and my sister is a psychologist. As for laws, I am an acute historian specializing in Medieval, Norse and ancient Asian laws and regulations (Among other areas).

Now, what will ICly and OOCly happen during this is as follows.

During said time of mediation Alphonso will remain completely impartial and neutral. OOCly I will make sure to contact both of you (Or just a single party if the opposing party is an NPC, which, btw, I am totally cool with) and inform you of what Alphonso will attempt to do and work with you OOCly on how you want it to proceed. However, what happens during the RP is completely up in the air and I will absolutely OOCly accept negotiations to fail and he be injured (as long as such injuries are conveyed OOCly beforehand), so long as he is not dead.

As for First Contact, many aren’t exactly sure what this shall entail. Basically, it is when the hiring party wishes to open up any form of contact (So long as it is not obviously negative) with a secondary party. Be it the first time encountering another species, the first time encountering your group or the meeting between two Households. And, again, what is going to (loosely) happen will remain relatively OOCly conveyed from my half to ensure that I do not step out of bounds while IC.

In regards to legal hearings and mediation - if it’s in the terms of mediation to two parties, please look above. If it is for legal guidance then please note that Alphonso will keep everything completely confidential as he attempts to advise you on what routes you are looking to take within legal allowance. Of course, your character is still free to completely ignore this guidance and not trust Alphonso, however, keep in mind that you are hiring him for this job

Like many millions of other people, please keep in mind that I, too, have a life outside of WoW - one in which I work. Due to this I am only generally available every other week. However, during my work week I am available from 5-8AM server time.

Should you have any questions then please feel free to shoot me a message here on tumblr or in-game by whispering Altheyr.

If you are looking to hire me, then please send me an IC letter here on tumblr, in my inbox or send an in-game mail to Altheyr!

Elizebella finished up her second cup of tea and had sat in near silence as she went over her plans in her little crimson book. She finally held out her cup and Amelia was quick to take it away. “Thank you, Amelia.”, she said, breaking the silence of the room. Elizebella closed up her book and turned her gaze to her husband-to-be, “I feel absolutely dreadful, my love. We’ve spent all of our time and worry toward the opening of the shop and so very little time with each other as a couple, since our engagement. Between the attack, your release from House Sydor, and the shoppe, we’ve barely had a true moment to ourselves that we weren’t falling to sleep before we’ve barely finished a conversation.”

Alphonso positioned his cane toward his front, resting his right hand wearily upon the pommel as he leaned over, placing his opposing hand upon Elizebella’s knee as he gave it a few soft strokes as to comfort her. “I know what you mean, my love.” he relented with a soft sigh, pausing for a moment as his hazel gaze scanned her beauty. “It seems that, as of recent, we’ve hardly been able to speak to one another regarding any of our own personal matters - and our own personal feelings and issues have been passed along and forlorn.” he continued, his lips curling into a soft smile. “However, it seems… at least for now, we have some time to ourselves in which we may discuss things at our leisure - so please…” he continued, slightly positioning himself as to better face her. “Let loose your worries and troubles. Speak your mind so that I may listen.”

Elizebella turned her amber hues downward as she felt the warmth of his hand rest on her knee as he spoke. A tender smile spread across her lips as she looked up to him with a gaze to match as she turned her body to face him and sat her book aside. She took up his hand and placed it between both of her own and allowed them to come to rest in her lap, “There is so much in my heart that I’ve not yet share, as it is difficult for me to put all of my thoughts and feelings into words in regards to you and our personal lives.” She inhaled a deep breath and slowly exhaled a quiet sigh before continuing, “I am however grateful that we’re both similar in such ways that neither have seemed to truly suffered from lack of such words and have been content enough with what we’ve been allowed to share thus far. I’m certain a bit of balance will find us and we will have more to do so.” Her smile brightened as she offered a gentle squeeze of her hand, “I am overwhelmed with joy to know that tomorrow I will become your wife and that our lives together will begin. I may share this manor and a bed with you, but there is little we’ve shared aside from this. Unless you count a few glasses of wine and a few cups of tea.” She chuckled softly to her own musings as to somewhat keep the mood light and enjoyable.

Alphonso bobbed his head here and there in delight, a tinge of glee becoming his gaze as she spoke, hinting at his shared excitement for their betrothal the next evening. “I understand how you feel, my love - however, nothing needs to be rushed.” he replied with a soft chuckle. “We shall have the rest of our lives to share of our past and future - our dreams and aspirations - our thoughts and our fears.” he remarked as his lips parted with a gentle, relaxed sigh. “However-” he relented. “If there is something you wish to ask of me, inquire into or if you simply wish to talk to let loose your stress and doubts, know that you have my ear, even now.” he said, offering her a soft squeeze of his grip in reassurance. “I only ask for you to do the same for me in my times of need, as to err is Human, no?”

She returned her gaze downward to look to their hands and laced their fingers together as she listened to his words. She offered a gentle not of her head, “My only desire is to be all you wish me to be, my love. I must confess that I have doubts as to whether or not I will be able to provide for you all in which you desire out of life, love, and our marriage.” She panned her amber hues upward to meet with his hazel gaze, “I am so accustomed of being alone as I have only truly had a couple of close friends and my family in which I’ve shared my life. My experiences with much more than that of conversation are quite limited, as well… and I do worry that I may disappoint due to such inexperience.” She cleared her throat as she confessed her fears, doubts, and uncertainties. “Perhaps it is silly of me to think such things, but I realize a woman of my age typically have had more relations than myself… which in fact your kiss was my first.” Her cheeks quickly ran hot as they flushed red and she turned her gaze away, “Perhaps it is silly to worry of such things. For the first time in my life I fear being inadequate due to my lack of intimacy in so many ways, not just physically.” She went silent with her gaze studying their hands that were clasped together.

Alphonso’s smile slowly faded as he loosened his grip from her’s, returning his hand to his lap. He remained silent for a few moments as he cast his gaze to the empty theatre. “I find it quite silly my love, yes.” he relented with a soft sigh, quickly turning his cane to his left hand as he braced his right palm flat against his knee, slowly rising to a standing position. “While I have shared in relationships past, sweet madam-” he began as he quietly approached the desk at their front with a hobbled limp. “Never in my life have I met one such as you - so to ask you to be anything or any way different would indeed be foolish.” he stated as he turned his right arm to his rear, nesting it neatly at the base of his spine. “From the very moment I met you, I felt something I had never felt before - a burning passion, one which stirred my soul and cast it ablaze with a wave of emotion…” he continued, quietly turning back to her. “With all the uncertainties that have been running amok in this world, I knew one thing for certain…” he paused as he slowly turned back toward her. “And that certainty was that, no matter what, I must have you…” he spoke, a warm smile once more washing over his lips. “And as we spoke - as we learned more of each other, no matter how little you feel it was… I knew that our souls were destined for each other - a true half to the other’s whole… A being of true oneness, yearning to be united…” he stated, an aura of desire lighting aflame in his hazel gaze. “And when I learned that you felt the same as I felt, I was overcome with joy - joy to know that we shall forever be united, connected and whole… so yes, my love, it is silly, for I know that no matter what shall happen, we shall be together.”

Elizebella felt her heart nearly sink as he removed his hand from hers and remained quiet for what felt like an eternity. She watched him through her peripheral, without even the slightest idea what he could be thinking and her heart began to race as her insecurities played in her mind. She gasped in a soft breath as his voice shattered the silence and she held her breath as he stood. Her gaze remained fixed onto her lap, though she watched through her side-view as he approached the desk. His limp stung her as she always felt each single painful step that she’s witnessed him take since his injury. Her breath remained held in her lungs as he positioned himself in front of the desk, facing away from her. Her cheeks remained flushed and felt as if they were on fire, but with each gentle word he spoke the cool air of the room was given more room to sooth her flesh as well as coaxed her gaze to rise from her lap to meet with his own once he turned back to face her.

His smile was met with one of her own and her amber hues stared into his eyes, seeing within his hazel hues a bit of fire in which she’d never viewed before; not like this. She finally exhaled the air she’d held in her lungs and took a fresh breath before she began with her eyes unblinking as she spoke, “I see now that my insecurities were unwarranted and I shall put them to rest.” She slowly stood to her feet and closed the gap between them, “Please forgive me, my love. I see truly see how much we’ve suffered by not expressing ourselves with conversations such as these much sooner.” She brought her hand to gingerly caress his bearded cheek as she looked into his hazel hues, further passed their physical form, “I rarely if ever speak of my feelings, though I am relieved that you’ve welcomed me to do so and I do hope you always feel you may share yours any time that you may need or want.” Her smile widened as she stared into his eyes with admiration, “I love you far more than I knew it was possible and every day my love grows for you still.”

Alphonso’s loving smile stayed fixed upon his lips as she approached and gently laid her hand against his cheek. “Indeed, we should not have rushed such situations without speaking more deeply, and yet…” he paused as his fiery gaze looked past her’s, as if staring straight into her soul. “I am forever glad that we have, as I could not bear the thought of not being with you for the rest of my days, and beyond…” he continued as he lifted his hand to her chin, lightly caressing her smooth, freckled skin with his thumb and forefinger. “As my love for you grows tenfold each day, to the point where I feel I cannot live without you.” he said in a soothing tone, slowly pushing himself forward as he wrapped his left hand around his waist, pressing his lips softly against her’s in a passionate embrace.

She felt his gaze push past the surface for the first time as he spoke and the world around them seemed to evaporate, leaving only the two of them standing within a blank canvas of a calm, inviting light. Of all the romance novels that she’d spent late nights reading to send her to sleep, she’d only experienced this feeling as an outsider viewing fictional characters within her imagination. Alphonso swept her away with his kiss, sending her walls crashing down, allowing his love to enter. Her heart beat and banged against her breastbone, coaxing her free hand to caress his other cheek while she closed her eyes, as she felt his love, fully for the first time.

Short excerpt of an RP shared by @elizebella and myself

Good <Time of Day> to you, my friends! This is a bit of a rush order, but it seems, in our haste, we’ve neglected to hire a priest to marry Alphonso and @elizebella! So, this is a call to any priest, minister or, if they find it appeasing, Boat Captain who can and/or has conducted marriages in the past.

If you find yourself interested and are available March 11th at 6 PM Server Time, then please, contact myself here on tumblr, or in-game via mail or whisper on Altheyr. Correspondence may also be sent to @elizebella or Elizebella in-game if you are, for some reason, unable to reach myself.

Do, however, be expected to perform a small IC interview if you are looking to wed us as, of course, we need to be sure you’re capable of the task and it will give a chance for our characters to formally meet!

Thank you all!

“Years have past and yet I still recall it with utter clarity…” a deep, monotone voice says, echoing softly against a swirling darkness. “Since I was but a babe I had practiced to fight - to lead…” the voice continued as a somber, grey light illuminated the gloomy figure of a man clad in black furs and leathers. “But… how can anything prepare you for such raw power - such complete destruction.” The man’s voice dropped as the glow revealed a crown clad in deep raven’s hair paired with a somber, grey gaze and a visage scarred in despair.

“The Park simply fell and gave way as the terrible beast raked it’s massive claws, bellowing in rage…” A large slash ran its way through the man’s lips, undulating and twisting around as it carved therein a ghoulish, permanent smile. “I can still remember the screams of terror - the haplessness of the Guards and great men which resided within…” he stated as he slowly lowered himself into an old, dilapidated wooden chair, riddled with cracks and creaks as if a mass of terror were cursed upon it.

“My wife and my… my son…” the man stuttered as he slowly slunk over, resting his elbows wearily upon his knees. “My partner and one true heir…” he lamented as he came to lift his gloved hands to his forehead, folding them over one another and interlacing his fingers as he rested his head against them. “Winds like that of a hurricane marked the wayside as the trees groaned and cracked - fire, white and hot as a volcano engulfed all, leaving not a trace as all fell beneath his mighty strength…”

The man turned silent, his soft, steady breaths filling the hazy landscape as he tried to push back the memories. “Betrayed from within by the cultists - the foolish Guardsman had no idea what was truly happening…” he continued, finally breaking the short silence. “The Alliance was powerless against the unknown and undiscovered… But that did not stop me from vengeance…”

A strained, leather stretch emanates from his gloves as his grip slowly tightened. “My love… my future - my legacy, all torn from me, and so, in turn… I took everything from them…” he said as he lifted his head from his grip, his lips slowly spreading into a sadistic grin, made ever more horrific as the scars spread from ear to ear.

“I didn’t kill them… at first - no, no, first came the torture…” he chuckled as his lips parted, giving way to his toothy smile. “In the beginning it was merely for information, but soon their pleas and screams became music to my ears…” The man exhaled a harsh, ragged sigh as a deep hunger filled his gaze. “Not all would talk, however, so instead they were put on display - impaled upon pikes as a foretelling of what awaits the next…”

His smile slowly began to fade as he leaned backward into his seat, draping an arm over the armrest as the opposite drew itself awkwardly over his thigh. “Rumors soon began to spread, many claiming me mad - others wishing to revolt and rebel, release the Earldom from the grips of a ruler thirsty for blood…” he relented as he absentmindedly drew his thumb about the length of his forefinger. “But they could not understand - none could truly understand… My sister… My dear sweet Oly - Not even she could grasp it…”

“And so, for the sake of my people, of House Halstark - of my legacy, I must suppress such inclinations - I shall seek to gain a firm foothold in this world, that I might stay the hand of destruction and damnation… For when destruction roots itself in the minds of the unassured - damnation shall come to all…”

Lord Rhaelus Halstark’s introduction. I plan on playing him as kind of Lawful/Evil, however he views himself as potentially working for the greater good - figuring that the ends justify the means.

Let me know what you guys think!

“Even still, I cannot help but feel betrayed…”

This thought kept mulling through his mind - he knew he had been released due his injuries and his pursuant of his love, yet still Alphonso could not shake this feeling.

“Weeks with no word, even after I’ve sent my own…”

Alphonso mumbled softly to him self as he slowly removed the clasps and buckles which held his pauldrons in place, quickly casting them to the rack in the corner of his chambers.

“Perhaps I’ve fallen from favour…”

Such thoughts kept spinning about his mind as he slowly placed his palm flat against his thigh, wincing in agony as he haphazardly lowered himself onto the edge of the bed.

“I’ve felt the anger and distance in the air as of late…”

Alphonso slowly lifted his hands to his face, slowly dragging them down his cheeks as if attempting to wipe away his worries. “I cannot help but feel I have done wrong…” he once more mumbles aloud.

“Done wrong?” asked a female voice as a pair of small, slender fingers wrapped their way along Alphonso’s shoulders. “What do you mean, my love?” the woman further inquired as a set of soft, lush crimson lips pressed themselves against his cheek, a few burgundy curls falling into his visage.

“I have been released from service to House Sydor…” Alphonso remarked, his ruminative gaze unchanging as he lifted his hand to meet her’s, giving it a soft squeeze.

The woman paused for a moment as she slowly lifted her face from his. “What?!” she exclaimed. “Why?”

“Lady Sydor wishes me to find happiness with you…” he replied as he lofted a short sigh. “But I am unsure if that is what she truly wishes, or perhaps that I have done her wrong.” he continued as he turned his arms to his lap, resting his elbows upon his knees before folding his hands together in quiet contemplation. “The weeks leading to the attack, I had found myself at a blockade - as if I were cut off from any information of the goings-on within the household…” Alphonso slowly lifted his hands to his chin, resting it gently upon it as he reminisced. “I was no longer invited or privy to meetings, nor I had I generally spoken with the Lord or Lady… I was not even aware of a sudden departure to Northrend - to which I was, again, not invited…”

“I simply cannot feel as if I have cause displeasure - and a sudden dismissal after all that has occurred… I cannot help but feel betrayed…”

The woman remained silent for a few moments, lofting a gentle sigh as she slowly wrapped her tender grip around his torso, pulling him backward into the bed. “Worry not, dear Alphonso - you have done all you could, worked as best your ability… Soon we are to wed, wherein you may help govern my estate and company as you did her’s.” she mused with a soft chuckle, her group of crimson stained nails slowly driving themselves through his thick, hazel hair.

“Perhaps you are right, my love - let us focus on our future, together.”

I never made a proper post signifying Al’s departure from the household, as such, I’ve been contacted by a few believing me still part of Sydor. Realizing this, I decided to properly announce the fact.

Know this, however - this is not a drama post. I am not making this to cause issues or any bs, this is merely what Alphonso personally feels.

Name: Rhaelus Julius Halstark

Title(s): Lord of House Halstark, Earl of Whitehall

Age: 32

Hair Colour: Black

Eye Colour: Grey

Height: 6′0

Birth Month/Date: September 8th

Place of Birth: Duskwood - Whitehall

Noticeable features: Large - forced smile upon his cheeks (Cheshire smile/glasgow grin)

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Marital Status: Widower

Hobbies: Hunting, sparring, horse-back riding

Weapon proficiency: Sword and shield, Bastard Sword

Likes: Power, Red, dark nights, hunting, sparring, riding

Dislikes: Weakness, cowardliness, the Horde, undead, Paladins/Priests

Favourite animals: Bears, Wolves and Dogs

Music

“My blade that flays thy skin…”

“The Light that purge thy Sin…”

“A wound waft crimson lung…”

“A soul, sent far a-flung…”

“Fear ye not, the coming of the storm…”

“For thy hast unite of calmed born…”

“Tremble ye not at the sight of night…”

“Stand fast, stand fast ye warrior of the Light.”

“I cannot help but recall this poem.” a gentle chuckle ensues - male in echo. “I know not where I heard it, however, I know now its symbolism…”

“In these - my final moments - I give praise to the Light, for gracing me with such a splendid life…” The man continued as a soft, luminous ray illuminated a happily weeping Alphonso. “I was oft to sorrow - mourn in my childhood… Think fate somehow unfair to disgrace me an orphan.” he continued as a small tear fell down his cheek, somberly turning red as it left his skin, melding to the small pool of blood puddled upon the ground.

“And yet now, I remember only goodness…” he paused as his gaze slowly fell to his boots - stained red with blood. “A Mistress, strong of mind and in readied affair – a Great Love of fruited bare…” he rhymed, his lips curling into a slight smile as he lifted his glove to his stomach, wiping a small patch of blood that began to spill forth.

“Elaianna - my dearest friend - blame not yourself at my pass… Know that now I am off to know peace…” he continued as his left leg suddenly buckled, causing him to sprawl to a knee. “Elizebella - my love - mourn not at my death… praise the Light instead, that I was able to live such a filling life…”

Alphonso sniffled softly as he lifted his stained gloves to his face, running them down his cheeks as a steady streak of blood followed after. “Even still, as I know peace, I cannot help but shudder in terror.” he remarked, pausing for a moment as he staggeringly inhaled. “Fear and doubts made manifest as my life is taken from me - stolen in my time of joy, by those wishing only dread…”

“I can do nothing but dread - helpless as they plunder and pillage my charge…”

Alphonso slowly fell to the floor as he brought his legs to his chest, curling up amidst the pool of blood which formed before him. “I don’t think I’m ready yet…” he regretted as hot streams began to flow down his visage.

“Your Excellency! Can you hear me?!”

The sun was just coming up over the hillside, shining through the vineyard. Gentle hues of pink and orange kiss the skyline with the sun’s delicate glow splaying throughout the lush fields of grapevine, glistening with dew. The entire estate is a sight to see, though it is by far from the largest in the Eastern Kingdoms. Around the manor grounds is barricaded by a large stone wall, as well as tall rod iron fencing jointed together by stone, corner towers around the actual vineyards. The grounds are covered in decorative shrubs; a hedge maze jigsaws behind her home and leads to the vineyards. A large fountain decorates the front pathways, lined with benches. The day began just like the rest, however an important guest was expected. The manor was busy with workers in the fields and guards pacing their designated posts. Elizebella was in a rush as she overslept from being awake far passed midnight working on odds and ends. 

This was a typical occurrence as she seemed to have a habit of staying up far too late. Her staff informed her of His Excellency’s arrival as she hurried down her staircase, with the skirt of her dress gingerly gripped in her hand to avoid tripping on the hem. The door was swung open for her as she made her exit and stepped out into the hedge maze as she made her way toward her vineyards. Upon nearing the end of the maze she shaded her amber hues with her hand, shielding them from the sun and there he stood. She smiled as she waved her hand in hopes he’d take notice as she made her way towards him. Upon reaching the fence line, she stopped just a couple of foot from him and offered a polite bow of her head, “Good Morning, Alphonso. I do apologize for being a bit late, it seems I overslept.” She exhaled a quiet sigh as her rushed demeanor began shifting to a more relaxed disposition. 

Alphonso lifted his gaze to the morning sky as he brought his gloved hand to his brow, shielding his gaze from the vibrant red and orange hues which peaked through the leaves. His lips parted as he lofted a gentle, relaxing sigh before his gaze landed on an approaching Elizebella. Immediately his lips curled into a warm, vibrant smile as he removed his hand from his forehead, waving it in the air toward her in recognition. “Good morning, Elizebella.” he replied with a gentle chuckle, quickly turning his arms to his rear as he nested them at the base of his spine. “Do not worry about being late, sweet madam.” he stated, chuckling once more. “It gave me time to survey your vineyards and speak with your lovely staff.” he continued as his gaze swept the vineyards. “I must say, you have an absolutely breath-taking vineyard. One reminiscent of an Earl for which I was previously in service to…” he said, pausing for a moment as if to correct himself. “However his fields were quite neglected - but the scenery was still lovely.”

Her smile brightened upon hearing his praise of her lot. She panned her eyes around a bit, before returning her gaze to meet with his own, “Well, I would take all of the credit, but as you recall my family is the one that I must give credit for the beauty that surrounds us.” She cleared her throat softly as she clasped her hands together in front of her, “I take it that your travels to my vineyards were without troubles?” Her smile was sweet and her amber hues held nothing less than an admiration as she gazed upon her love. 

Alphonso dipped his chin in a subtle nod as he peered back up the walkways leading to the maze. “Yes, however I must say I got lost once or twice within the maze.” he remarked with a light chortle. “I ended up having to ask a nearby tender to assist me in making my way through.” he continued as he lifted his hand to the back of his head, giving it an embarrassed stroke. “I never was particularly decent at mazes I could not work through on pen and paper…” he said, pausing for a moment. “Nonetheless, I apologize if the date was scheduled too early for you, I can return at another time, should you like?”

Elizebella let her gaze fall to the verdant grass that hugged the gravel pathway that bordered the fence line and chuckled every so quietly, “Yes, I forget that not everyone has traveled the maze since they’ve been able to stand on two feet, such as I have; apologies. I had originally set for you to be met at the gates by a member of my staff, but I am at least relieved that there was enough coordination among the others that led you to this spot.” She slowly lifted her amber hues to meet with his features once again. Her amber hues seemed to nearly have a fiery glow about them when she held her head at certain angles within the sunlight. Her features softened and a smile to match curled on her lips as she gave a gentle shake of her head, “Of course not, Alphonso. I’ve looked forward to you visiting since settling on the day.” She exhaled a soft, melodious sigh of happiness, “What I mean is that it is good to be in your company where there will be little to no interruptions in our conversation.”

Alphonso once more gave a curt nod in agreement as his lips birthed a wide smile. “Yes, it shall be quite pleasant indeed.” he replied as he turned to his left, walking a few paces toward the nearby fence-post. “How many kegs of wine do you produce yearly?” he asked as he removed his arms from his rear, turning them over to the railing as he gently wrapped his grip around it. “Surely, with a yard this large, you must produce an extremely large quantity, no?” he asked, allowing his gaze to linger for a moment before returning his attention to Elizebella.

Elizebella glanced far over her estate toward what seemed to be endless rows of vines and the acres that supported them. She hummed in thought, “Well I’ve ten acres of vineyards and each acre produces between six and eight tons of grapes per annual harvest. One ton of grapes typically produces about sixty gallons of wine, give or take. As far as casks, each ton produces about twenty.” She canted her head in thought as she crunched the numbers, “Our numbers have increased substantially over the last four years due to expanding the fields to stretch out to the limits of the property that is owned.” She sighed quietly, “I would have to say this year we should be able to produce around two thousand casks, though half of those will be placed into bottles… and the number of bottles is quite large.”

Alphonso perked his brow in astonishment as he followed her gaze across the vineyards. “I must say, madam, that is really… quite amazing.” he replied with a soft chuckle as he inhaled deeply, allowing the sweet aroma of the grapes fills his lungs. He remained silent for a few moments before returning his attention to her. “Well, let us hope with this new portion of land in Redridge you shall be able to further expand your quantity.” he continued as he removed his grasp from the fencing. “Have you yet chosen a placement for said vineyard?” he asked as he returned his arms to his rear, resting them over one-another at the crook of his spine.

Elizebella smiled to his response as she returned her gaze to meet with his own. She let her hands fall to her sides, bobbing her head gingerly in agreement, “It is, however as the demand grows, so does the need for more grapes and it seems I cannot act quickly enough on the new plot in which to setup vines.” She sighed softly, “I truly need to make arrangements to investigate about properties available in Redridge. However, I am not very well versed in the area of buying land; perhaps you might know how I might go about it?” She cleared her throat quietly, “I don’t believe my father intended or expected the demands for our vintage to ever outgrow our acreage and I’m afraid he left me with little advice as to what to do in regards to land purchasing." 

Alphonso lightly tapped his fingers against the back of his hand in quiet contemplation as he pondered the matter. "I’ll speak with the mayor of Lakeshire come soon to see if he knows of any plots available in the region.” he replied with a gentle sigh "However–“ he interjected, pausing for a moment as he turned to face her. "I suppose we can discuss business later…” he continued, once more lofting a soft chuckle. “It is the first time we are actually able to share in one-another’s company away from prying eyes.” he stated. “Perhaps we could use this time to learn more about one-another?”

Elizebella gently nodded her head with her burgundy curls gently dancing about her shoulders, “I would greatly appreciate any help that you may offer no matter how great or small.” Her cheeks highlight with a bit of blush to his suggestion and she brings her hands to claps in front of her once again with a gentle smile decorating her lips, “I would quite enjoy getting to learn more about you over speaking about business any day, dearest Alphonso.” She inhaled a deep breath with a soft exhale to follow, "I cannot express how curious I have grown to know details as to who you are and what has molded you into the man that stands before me.“ 

Alphonso smiled warmly as he stepped closer to her, removing an arm from his back as he gently held it aloft, as if to request she take it. "I, too, would far more enjoy learning more about what has shaped this fair maid which stands before me.” he replied smiled warmly as he stepped closer to her, removing an arm from his back as he gently held it aloft, as if to request she take it. “I, too, would far more enjoy learning more about what has shaped this fair maid which stands before me.” he replied, pausing for a moment. “But please, my sweet–” he continued “Should you ponder into my person, do not hesitate to inquire!”

The pink hue that kissed her cheeks deepened into a full blush to his words. Her amber hues briefly averted from his own toward his extended hand in which she took with both of hers. Her eyes panned back to his own as she slowly brought his hand to press against her cheek which emitted elevated heat due to the flushing of her skin. She arranged his hand to caress against her cheek, keeping one hand held against his own, “My lips have met with yours and I scarcely know enough about you to even know the favorite foods that you frequently allow to pass through them.” She stared into his eyes with a gentle curiosity shining within her own, “There is far more that I wish to know, however… I would be satisfied with even the smallest detail in this moment.” She exhaled a soft breath, “It is nice to have a moment to ourselves for once.”

Alphonso gently caressed her cheek with the breadth of his palm as his thumb lightly swept across her lips - a warm desire filling his gaze as he reminisced of their previous scants. “Yes, it seems in all the rush of the city, we too have gotten quite far ahead of ourselves…” he remarked. “Sharing intimacy without knowing much about one another–” he continued. “Your favourite wines and foods, the month of your birth–” he said, each word coming out gingerly as he lifted his opposing arm to her crown, brushing a small, ginger lock from her visage. “Your dreams and aspirations - colours and places… I want to know everything.”

A quieted shuttering breath escapes her lips from the way he looked into her eyes. She squeezed with gentle pressure against his hand that held her cheek as he spoke. His words were music to her ears and the readhead couldn’t resist the urge to smile, "It warms my heart to know that you wish to learn all of this about me, as I wish to know all there is to know about you.” She exhaled a soft laugh and brought the gloved hand to her lips to place a gentle kiss upon it and allowing him to let it fall away if he so chose to, “My favorite wine is one of my own creations over the last couple of years that I call Pretty in Pink. I named it after a childhood memory that I hold dear.” She released his hand only to take his other with her opposing hand, lacing their fingers together, “I adore seafood, especially lobster and shrimp.” She chuckled quietly, “I have to be careful not to over indulge on those two foods, as it find it all to easy to do….and I was born in the month of August.-” She gave a gentle squeeze of his hand, “Now, it’s your turn… I’ll save my dreams and aspirations to share over a cup of tea on the veranda, if you might wish to join me for such in a moment?”

(Here, the two have moved to her manor’s porch - we didn’t actually RP that out as we had to fly to another zone for a suitable location)

Alphonso slowly lowered himself into a seated position next to Elizebella as he lifted the small cup to his lips, imbibing a small sip of the earthy liquid. “I suppose it would be my turn to share, no?” he remarked as he placed the cup back on the saucer with a "My favourite food would, oddly enough, have to be err…“ he paused for a moment as he cleared his throat - clearly his food of choice was a rather embarrassing one. "Sauteed lizard as well as turtle soup.” he remarked, lofting an awkward  "As for when I was born - I am not entirely sure. The aspect of time in Outland is vastly different from Azeroth, as there’s no true way to determine how long has passed…“ he continued. "However, were I to hazard a guess, I would say November. The planets and stars do not traverse the skies there as they do here.”

Elizebella scrunched her nose slightly to the thought of eating reptiles, but couldn’t help but chuckle, “Those are quite interesting choices for food, I must say. If anyone other than you had told me that eating reptiles was tasty, I’d not believe them.” She brought her cup to her lips, taking a small sip of tea and then rested it back into the saucer that she held in her other hand. She cleared her throat lightly, “I can say that you might possibly be the only person I’ve met from Outland? Though, it’s entirely possible I was just unaware as I do not regularly ask as to where someone comes from.” She exhaled a quiet sigh, “However, it does sound far more interesting that being born in Elwynn, to say the least.”

Alphonso cleared his throat as he reminisced upon his childhood, giving an absent nod as if to just continue with the subject. “Yes… interesting would be a suitable explanation…” he replied as he remained silent for a few moments longer before snapping back to reality. “And yes, there were not any children I can recall seeing, aside from Draenei or Orcs.” he continued as he lifted the cup once more to his lips, sipping from it slowly. “Anyway– Back to you.” he said, a warm smile returning to his lips as he turned his hazel gaze back to her. “What was it like growing up in Elwynn, as the daughter of a Vintner?”

Elizebella listened with a hint of fascination shining in her amber hues. She brought the small, porcelain vessel back to her lips and took another drink and returned it to the saucer with a soft clattering as she spoke, “My mother and father were very much two different people all together. They were a sort of arranged marriage, so to speak. However, they did love one another it seemed.” She chuckled and shook her head a couple of times, “My mother wanted to wed me away several times, but I refused and my father–” She chuckled again and allowed her laughter to trail off a bit before continuing, “There was no one good enough for his Lizzy. He had me chaperoned everywhere I ventured, if he happened to not be with me. I wasn’t even allowed the be alone with staff unless they were female.” She turned gave a gentle shrug of her shoulders, “I suppose he was a bit overprotective of me, but I was his only daughter and only child. He refused to allow me to ponder much about relationships other than creating those for business.” She paused for a good moment as she watched Alphonso drink his tea, “I feel maybe I’ve spent far too much of my life focused on business, though I do not regret growing up the way I have; my father meant well to keep me away from romance.” Alphonso slowly lowered his cup to the bench, placing it upon the oak with a soft clank as he turned a gentle hand over to her leg, giving it a soft squeeze. “Well, in a way, I am glad he kept you from other men.” he replied in a soft tone. “For if you had been wed early, I would have never have had the pleasure of coming into your good graces…” he continued as his deep gaze met hers. “And the thought of that makes my heart sorrow, sweet Elizebella.”

Elizebella listened to his gentle words with her gaze shifting to his hand on her leg and then back to meet with his. She sat her cup aside much the same as he and place her hand atop of his own, “I believe to some extent that things do often occur for reasons, even if those reasons do not come into the light for many years.” She offered a tender smile with her amber hues staring into his hazel eyes with the same tenderness. She gave a soft squeeze of his hand, “And though I thought my father’s standards for men had worn off on me and that I’d never meet a man that I felt could possibly understand a thing about me, I am so grateful that I was wrong in my assumptions… and grateful for my father teaching me to have such high standards.” She turned her gaze toward her hand that rested atop of his, “Your as handsome as you are sweet and very much a gentleman and with that said I think it is only fair that you know that you’ve won my heart; you managed it quite easily.” She chuckled every so  quietly and returned her gaze to meet with his once more, “Forgive me for the moments that my business mind seems to be in the forefront whilst were together. Sharing things that I hold in my heart has never been easy for me.”

Alphonso lifted his opposing hand atop her’s as he gently stroked the back of it. “Sweet madam, you are as lovely as you are fierce, and know that you should never have to apologize for the way you are.” he replied with a tender smile. “It is quite often that my own mind wanders to the same types of thoughts and actions–” he continued. “The way you are… the person that you are is what has brought my heart and mind into agreement in the love that I hold for you.” He paused for a few moments as his deep gaze washed over her, taking in her visage as if commemorating it forever in his mind. “And I should very much like to spend all my life with you, my dear Elizebella.”

It wouldn’t take much observation to see the mist forming in her eyes to hear his last words. She closed her eyes for a brief moment to gather herself enough to bring herself to allow her eyes to meet with this deep, hazel gaze once more. She softly exhaled a gasped breath in thought as an affectionate smile was given to him in return before she could coax herself to speak, “I must confess that I had these same very thoughts play through my mind the very moment we first kissed, dearest Alphonso. I find myself thinking of you constantly and hoping that no matter what it is that you’re doing, that you’re happy.” She placed her free hand atop of his, bringing their hands to all be stacked in a nice layered pile on her leg, “I do love you, Alphonso and I wish to bring you the happiness in which you gift to me.” She felt her heart skip within her chest, nearly taking her breath for a moment. 

Alphonso remained silent for a few moments as his heart pounded in his chest, each beat reverberating through his eardrums as he worked up the courage to ask what he wished. “Then… Elizebella Ludlow…” he stammered, swallowing a large lump that welled in his throat. “You have been my my first, true love, and I spend nearly every waking moment thinking about you…” he continued as he tightened his grasp on her hand. “And I-I would like nothing more than for us to spend the rest of our lives together…” he paused, exhaling softly. “Would you honour me in the bonds of eternal matrimony, to become my wife?”

Elizebella canted her head just slightly as she noticed the slight stammering of his words. She had nearly began to think she’d said too much of what she thought, until he continued on. Her amber hues remained locked onto his hazel eyes that displayed emotion affirming his affectionate words. Her gaze shifted to their hands as he gently squeezed hers, feeling the nervous tension in his grip. As his words continued she looked back to Alphonso with curiosity building within her amber hues. As his proposal met with her auditory a soft gasp escaped her lips. Her eyes widened with a joyous sparkle and her smile could’ve lit the darkest of nights and her heart thudded within her chest. She shifted their hands, taking both of his into hers, lacing their fingers together as she nodded her head, “Yes, yes… My dearest Alphonso, a million times, yes!” She could scarcely contain the joy within her feeling as if she would burst at the seams any moment.

Ludlow Vineyards is Seeking Members!

Ludlow Vineyards is a nobility owned estate dealing in high-end, luxurious & exotic wines. We function as as a large vineyard and wine distillery, cultivating fruit/vines, crafting wine casks, distilling, bottling, and distributing our highly sought after vintages throughout Azeroth. 

Plans to open a wine shop within Stormwind are in full motion. 

We are in partnership with the House of Nobles project of WrA. Our OOC focus is to establish and maintain connections with other guilds within the server who have (and have not) opted-in for HoN. 

Ludlow Vineyards is located on the outskirts of Elwynn Forest. The entire estate is barricaded by a large stone wall around the manor grounds, as well as tall rod iron fencing jointed together by stone, corner towers around the actual vineyards. The estate has belonged to the Ludlow name for several generations and was recently inherited by the last of this noble bloodline. Baroness Elizebella Ludlow, was the first and only born daughter of the late Baron Edgar Ludlow who was proceeded in death by his wife Baroness Dianne Worsham-Ludlow. Lady Ludlow is now the sole proprietor of Ludlow Vineyards and has made it her own, working tirelessly to create a reputable vintage label. The estate consists of Ludlow Manor, many acres of vineyards, adequate staff housing & land available for potential housing, guard barracks, a common hall, as well as a grandiose hall. 

Ludlow Vineyards Goals OOC:

RP publicly, both within the world and in Stormwind

Attend public RP (And OOC, if need be) events

Promote personal, public and open RP events

Promote interaction via IC business transactions and deals

Promote interaction via public world and Stormwind RP

Promote interaction via tumblr (writing IC letters, holding IC meetings or simply anon asks and the like.)

Occasionally host RP events

Available Positions within Ludlow Vineyards

Being that Lady Ludlow is the proprietor of Ludlow Vineyards, there are a number of positions available that are for both the company and the Household.

Ambassador - Open (Applicant must understand what is required to hold this title and be knowledgeable of the role. This role will require a character main.)

Advisor - Open (In search of a couple to fill this role; does not need to be main characters, but ones that are frequently piloted.)

Guard - Open (Mercs, Guardsmen, Knights and more are invited to assist in guarding the Household and the Company’s deals and deliveries!)

Shop Staff - Open (Characters that wish to have a role within the wine shop once it opens. These characters will be required to know the full list of wines offered by Ludlow Vineyards. The list will be provided both IC and OOC for use. These roles do not need to be a main characters, but those that are frequently piloted.)

Employee - Open ( Common, every day characters, welcome! Does your character have a specific skill that is not fighting? We may have a job for you! We have many different jobs available ranging from the major to the most mundane!)

Nobles/Noble Houses - Open (Not in a guild but are still a Noble or head of a Noble House? Come on in!)

Acceptable Guild Conduct and Guidlines

Most Important Rule: The Golden Rule

Treat those within the guild and without with respect - act unto them as you would yourself, as it were. If you wish to make a joke but think it may offend someone, chances are it probably will. (You don’t get to decide whether or not you’ve hurt someone’s feelings)

Harassment of any kind, both within the guild and without, is absolutely inexcusable and may be grounds for disciplinary action up to, and including, termination from the guild.

All members are expected to be active, be it over Skype, Discord, the forums or Tumblr. If you’re going to be away for awhile, let us know first, please.

As we are a Heavy-RP guild, RP is going to be expected. RPing with one-another is great, but being seen publicly RPing is perfect.

All members are expected to have a very keen grasp on the English Language as well as have acceptable grammar.

Looking to run physical harm/murder/kidnapping storylines/bits? Make sure you have OOC consent first! We will accept no Powergaming or God-Modding within the guild/WrA community.

Roleplay identification Addons are required. (Be it TRP, MRP, or XRP, at least one is required. Assistance with addons can be provided if needed.) 

Interested? Have Questions? Then shoot us a message! Just /who Ludlow Vineyards or message Elizebella in game, via tumblr, or ingame mail! 

(adapted with permission via @collectively-dark)