Madrigal Dinner

[intriguess]

Background

A Madrigal dinner is really a big dinner in 16th century England with music, and merriment.

We'll need a lechorous King, an enchanting Queen, Minstrels and singers, other entertainers and of course guests......

I'm going to be a belly dancer.

i hope this runs well

 

[Merelan]

Oh may I play? I want to be... to be....
I bet you all thought I was going to say serving wench didn't you?
Hahahaha... Fooled you. Hmmm. Maybe I should be a female guest. Nope.
I am the Queen's sister. A widow, but not always a well behaved one. I give her and the King troubles as I am a bit overly friendly sometimes. As her sister, I should behave. But it is lonesome, and the king, for fear of losing my lands and dower refuses to let me remarry.
So here I am. A 30 year old widow. Bored and crazy and hot. My husband and I having shared many passionate years, till a foolish accident threw him from his horse and killed him.
So I laugh a bit too loud, dance a bit to much and even drink a bit too much. I find it harder and harder to obey them.
And my name is..

Katherine of Dremlon. Not a great beauty, but a kind one. My long hair still bright and soft. Any greys are immediately plucked out. my figure still firm. I am childless so it has been easy. My hazel eyes snap and blaze when I am happy, or angered. I ride well, play well, and am better educated then the average woman of my time. Why shouldn't I read the books he left behind? I have nothing else to do those long nights.

 

[TrippingBilly]

Armand

OOC: I'll play a minstrel. If that's ok.

 

[intriguess]

Glad to have you along Merelan and yes...a minstrel would fit right in.

and now we have a queen



[Edited by intriguess on 05-30-2001 at 04:29 PM]

 

[Make_My_Day]

oh.. oh.. oh..

Can I be the queen?!

The youngest of the sisters.. enchanting. Ana of Dremlon. Blond curls. Sweet but very aware of her role as queen.. it was her destiny..
Sounds ok?

 

[doctor_insanus]

Okay, I had a change of heart. Ignore my previous posting here.

I want to be the fool! Why not, I play one in most of the other threads I post in! So, here goes:

Rando the Ridiculous
Royal Jester and all-around Crazy S.O.B.
5'7" (too many damn 6' tall guys in this thread...)
160 lbs (good shape, lots of jumping and assorted craziness)
Black hair (short)
Blue eyes

So, there you have it!

[Edited by doctor_insanus on 05-31-2001 at 01:44 PM]

 

[Earthgoddess]

And I the lowly yet lovely serving wench-actually a wise woman working as a wench to add a draught to the food of the Queen. Not a poisonous draught but one to inspire great passions. I will play Elspeth, mid thirties, very round figure, my brown curls frame my face and my curves leave as little to the imagination as my blouse covers.

[Edited by Earthgoddess on 05-30-2001 at 05:32 PM]

 

[Inkubus]

*GASP*

*Gasp* I figured with such a cool story idea people would be fighting to be king...I always play nice guys and puppies this time Id love to play a lecherous Monarch..;-) is that ok?

 

[intriguess]

and on with the festivities

The first fanfare sounded and the boar was brought in.

I stood in background making sure my garment was firmly in place, the thin veils of teal drifted around my full hips as I moved this way and that. My eyes went over the crowd spying the luscious royal pair. The intriguing and lovely widow Katherine. As well as host of others.

 

[Merelan]

Katherine:
I rejected the arm of the man assigned as my escort. A fat slob whose only wish was to please me enough to gain a favour from my brother-in-law. His other wish was to bugger the young boy who showed us to our seats, but I was not suppose to know about such things. I stood there, waiting for the royal couple to wander in. Impatient, hoping this night something, anything, would happen to relieve my boredom. Twitching my skirts, the heavy green velvet already making me warm. By the end of this night I would be soaking, perhaps, just perhaps that young servant girl would be free to help me in my bath. Yes, bath.
I could not bear to be dirty, unclean.
A deep sigh escaped my lips. Longing to reach down and start my wine.

 

[TrippingBilly]

Armand

I was a spaniard, 19 years old, 6', short black hair, brown skin tainted by the sun, a slim 155 lbs, but very defined muscles. I had a talent on the guitar, long, quick fingers and a lot of coordination.

I sat in my spot in the corner, listening to trumpets play loudly, watching all the nobles walk in, proud, arrogant, it really got to me how far their heads were up their ass. I was just a poor minstrel, not very high on society's totem pole. And as far as I could tell, the only spaniard in the room. An observation that put a frown on my face, my english was very poor, and having an intelligent conversation with any of these people was going to be difficult.

I really had a thing for English girls, their accents really did something for me. I moved my eye from girl to girl, just looking, that's all. I figured even THINKING about touching one of these girl was against the law. They all looked the same, in their giant dresses, holding arms their handsome escorts.

Then, I saw her, the widow, she sent a tingling feeling up and down my spine. I sat and stared, hypnotized by her beauty.

 

[Make_My_Day]

Queen Ana

I stood there tall, patiently waiting for my husband to offer his arm and guide me to my seat. My eyes turned to the ground, steeling glances at the crowd that had gathered for tonight.
There is my sister. I admire her boldness at times, at times it embarrasses me. I admire her wisdom and her life experience. I hardly have any life experience.

I am the youngest one of all the sisters, fragile, delicate and no one seemed to be surprised when I married the king at 17. I was now 24, had secretly yearned other man but never experienced any other than the king, who was fair and kind to me, but, like everybody else treated me more like adornment then like a person who could think for herself.

And although I was lived by my duties, dressed by servants and told what to say by the king’s advisers, I had developed my own independent person. Very capable of ruling the kingdom when the king was gone, intelligent and brave enough to take matters in my own hand, should the situation require this from me.

My hands slide over my deep red dress, made by the best tailors in the land. As I toss a long blond curl back over my bare shoulder, I look up at the king, silently reminding him of my presence and my readiness to be taken to my seat.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

an apparation

OOC: If the king does not reappear, some of you know that Thor drips "regaliity." I will watch for a bit.

 

[Inkubus]

King Maximilian

OOC**** Gee Thor I was only gone for one work shift ;-p
Sorry Guys I have to pay my bills ************

King Maximilian gazed at his reflection in the mirror. His body was tone and lean and suited his 6'2 frame, he had been bred to be regal,to be handsome and above all charming... it was to bad loyalty and patience werent in that list he thought to himself as the chambermaids snuck out the south passageway. He dressed quickly and was gretted by a retinue of servants who primped and fawned as he was led up to the archway he was greeted by a vision from heaven...The Royal queen still took his breath away...She was young beautiful and becoming a monarch in her own right...as he sighed he noticed a few women trying to catch his eye.."its good to be the king " he smirked to himself. My Beautifull wife gazes upon me in a look of sweetness tempered with the warning that we have duties to attend to...I sigh to myself as I remind myself ...work , work ,work....

 

[LittleRedDevil]

OOC: This sounds like a great story. Is there room for one more?

 

[intriguess]

always room for more

thor you could play king's advisor who covets more than the royal throne?

 

[LittleRedDevil]

Lady Glorianna of Perth: 20 years old, 5'6, 38c-30-38
Long, chestnut hair left flowing down her back and ending in thick curls, streaked blond by the sun, violet eyes. Daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Perth. A bookworm who only came to the dinner at the order of her father.

I took my place among the nobles, my hands supporting my chin as, my eyes darting here and there, taking in everything around me. Mother had my dress special made from violet silk from the Orient. It matched my eyes she had told me. I played absently with the ameythist medalion around my neck. I could be at home right now, reading of dashing heros and damsils in distress, but instead I am stuck here, praying for redemption from the nobility.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor (the king's advisor)

OOC: Picking up my cue....Thor, the King's advisor and power behind the throne. Thor is of Viking stock, piercing blue eyes, about 6', older than the King. Thor enjoys manipulating people and is feared throughout the kingdom. The King trusts him implicitly (a big mistake). Thor enjoys pleasures of the flesh as well as the thrust and parry of politics near the throne.

IC: Standing, for a moment in the shadows, I observed the hall as it filled.
Katherine of Dremlon - a lush beauty and the Queen's sister.
The Queen herself, Ana of Dremlon - at 24 barely out of nubility - and wasted on her husband who fancies chambermaids over his beautiful wife.
King Maximilian - young, full of himself, and pliable. I need only whisper in his ear - and he thinks the idea is his own. I served his father before him and have many powerful allies among the nobles in the kingdom. When the time is ripe.....
A new arrival - I think her name is Glorianna. She appears a bit reserved but, she is very young.

Adjusting the dagger that is always at my waist under my cloak, I slip silently into the room and wait until the King bids all to take their places - must I tell him that too?

 

[doctor_insanus]

Rando the Ridiculous

OOC: Check my first posting. I changed my mind about my character!

IC: What a bunch of tight-asses!

I made my way through the hall, watching the lords and ladies engaged in their boring pretenses of nobility. Juggling as I went along, occasionally dropping a ball or two whenever I came across a particularly sweet young thing. Then, I would "accidentally" bump into her - sometimes tripping and sprawling on the floor. Sometimes, even catching a glimpse of those places that ladies keep well hidden away.

When I got tired of that, I went on to other things. Like slipping a little something into the wineglasses...

I love my job!

 

[Make_My_Day]

Queen Ana

My husband offers his arm, I gently place my hand on there, following him to our seats. I thought I was fortunate to marry such a handsome man. All my childhood I had nightmare about the most horrid looking old men I might have to marry. When I first laid my eyes on Maximilian I sighed, my heart missed a beat.
Today.. I am older, I am wiser. I still find him a most attractive man, but I’m no fool. I know he fools around with any female member he meets. But I enjoy my freedom.
I read, I sing, I can wonder through the garden for hours, I can sit in my window for hours watching the gardener and let my fantasy take me for a stroll..
Our love live is well I suppose.. I have none to compare it with.

Maximilian and I are seated. I adjust my dress and let my eyes for the first time really search the crowd, as they are sitting or are being seated.
Every few days it’s the same thing however. Nobles and wanna be nobles.. I would so much love to have a good conversation with some of them but either they are not up to it or they think that I am not up to it.
I smile lovingly as I look at each and every one of them. Most familiar faces, some new... my sister meets my eyes. I nod.
We used to have so much fun when we were younger.. running through the fields on our bare feet.. Where have those days gone? I miss her.. I miss those days..
I pick up my glass, sip a little of my white wine..

 

[Inkubus]

King Maximilian

It seems a 'lovely turn out ' I scan the crowd and drink in the banquet before me..and the food looks good to. It has been an exhasuting day. I note that Thor is here..that is good, as he truly seems to enjoy keeping the nobles busy, while im visiting with their wives. I chuckle to myself Thor is a warrior and a tactician, noble pursuits to say the least,but I was raised and trained to be...nobility..I know very little else, I feel that Thor covets power...and that is good,maybe someday a nice war will come and he can be happy. For now I have this nasty habit of making friends with the other kingdoms. I gaze upon the vision thatt Is my Queen, Anna seems reserved, as if lacking something, I hate to see people sad I make a note to extend her library,that always makes her smile, and to conscript more gardeners,she loves those gardens..I smile to myself as I draw out the moment...My advisor seems impatient so I take his suggestion and we begin the feast. I drink from my goblet I look upon my sister in law and flinch, she is beautiful to say the least and was said to be wise at one time, but now she is always about the moment..so to speak, Id love to see her smile but she has to learn that we are nobility and such things must be kept from the mob. I sigh perhaps if we found her the right distraction..someone handsome, but someone who understood courtly etiquite in front of prying eyes and bedroom style away from them...Oh well another thing I'll have to work on, I gaze at the new faces and smile this will be fun, I motion to Rando and smile, there arent enough people smiling and not nearly enough caruosing,"Rando my loyal creator of smiles and bringer of joy , introduce our guests to their smiles and remind them this is a royal court not a court room."

 

[intriguess]

Magenta

I had an exotic beauty, olive skin, midnight black hair that went past my hips as I slide among crowd to center pavilion, doing the dance with fire pots with the other dancers. I noted the looks from King and crowd as well as the eye of the King's advisor.

I danced off stage and working my way among tables dancing as I went wondering who's bed I would be sharing tonight.

 

[doctor_insanus]

Rando the Ridiculous

More smiles? From this collection of powdered corpses? Hmmmm...

I began to dance merrily, still juggling, when I spotted Magenta dancing for the King. Stopping, my eyes wide, I let each of the balls bounce off the top of my head.

"Whoa! Look at the melons on that!"

Then I fell down again.

 

[Inkubus]

King Max

I gaze upon the exotic beauty that dances before us and grin, now this is more like it, she is beautiful beyond compare, I watch the passions she incites in the crowd, now if all goes well perhaps this night wont be droll after all. I watch the effect she has on Rando and smile. Perhaps with her help and Rando's 'magic' tonight can be a bit more 'lively' I motion discreetly a signal that Rando will know will tell him to give our dried up old guests a bit of 'spice'.

[Edited by Inkubus on 05-31-2001 at 03:28 PM]

 

[intriguess]

Magenta

I smiled underneath the gauzy veil and slowly bent backwards as if limboing my fingers and arms moving hypnotically my melons as he so affectionately called them remained firm as my back bent.

I slowly worked my way back up, perhaps the clown would be a delight in bed as well.