15:00 November the 22th, 50 P.C. Cohav Event 02 Plot Update:

During the morning of Lady Elyssia Steelblood, Malik Swiftfoot is scheduled to meet with Farah Drury for an intel gathering. Malik discovers one of Farah's messengers, with a simple note that tells two things:

(1) Lady Steelblood's death was meant to send them a message.

Cohav Event #02: The Curious Death of Elyssia Steelblood.

The body of Lady Elyssia was found an hour after evening service of Church. No one is sure the circumstances around her death, and the official cause of death has not been announced. The maid who found the deceased lady has been kept in the Church for questioning, further expounding the rumors flooding the market. Even worse was the arrival of Duke Ragnar Steelblood with an entire squad of her his personal guards, demanding vengeance and retribution. The funeral has a mandatory attendance in the fairground fields, where the service will start at noon and Lady Elyssia will be laid to peace at five strikes.

Lady Elyssia was found on the 22nd of the 11th month, 50 P.C., about two weeks after the Tourney. Her funeral takes place on the 23rd. The event will happen from 12/8/13 to 12/15/13 real time.

Characters are required to show attendance through a para, Gif chats, diary entries, mentioned events, etc. are also allowed, but in order to complete the event there must be a para. Please tag your paras cohavevent02 and expect the updates to pop up on your dash!

20:00, November the 8th, 50 P.C. - Cohav Event 01 Plot Update.

Richard St. James looks out over the crowd from his throne. Hundreds of people are milling about, moving to and from the feast area after a long day of tournaments, sales and forced interaction. The look on his face is disinterested at best. It was Father Regnus’s idea to host the festival, and a battle he wisely chose not to fight. If the Church wants a huge day, celebrating his family’s victory, so be it. The day will only be sweetened with his upcoming news.

Richard isn’t stupid. He watches his son with thinly veiled disappointment as he mopes about. The best on the playground because no one wanted his disfavor. Smartest youth in the castle because nobody wanted to face his wrath. Second place in a chess tournament, because one man had little regard for his life and the ability to eat solid foods. He’s sure Julian has already abused the Royal Guard into tracking the man down and beating him senseless. Richard only hopes the poor fool can run, fast.

It isn’t that he doesn’t care about his son, it’s that he knows Julian will never be a fit ruler. He’s too used to being handed things, a product of his own doing. Oh well. The time has come though, he can feel the icy hands and hard stares. He’s outstayed his welcome, caught on to too much, and his time will be done too soon, much like his father before him, and his father before him. He loves his son, he really does, and Richard had hoped his methods would keep Julian away from the throne. He has failed; his kingdom will feel it for the years to come.

The heralds call forth for gathering and quiet, and Richard gets to his feet. His thick furs and jeweled robes call attention to his looming presence, and the entire square quiets before him obediently awaiting the words of their king. He has to keep it short.