The Duke's Madness(Victorian,Slave RP,Semi-Lit)

[I've Quite CS]

Alice
I smiled and waved as he left,I contuied my walk through the massive garden and sat down on the bench near the fountion and gazed up at the sky.It was indeed a lovely day and it was too bad i had no one to share it with,I wished I was older and a noble that way I would have at least had a shot but then again not really since the master never seemed intersted in finding love, in fact I don't think I've ever seen him try and corut a lady but then again he doesn't go out very offten. Even though I was only fourteen their were girls my age already married and sometimes the guys were a good few years older, but I don't think he's ever seen me as anything more than a kid or a servant.I got up and walked into the stable and went to Alexander he was a very large horse called a gyspy vanner,he was used more for pulling the carriage but I loved to ride him. So I tacked him up and lead him out of the stable,I jumped up and mounted him and headed off into the woods at the back of the mansion.Hoping no one would burn the Mansion down while I was gone, cause it would not end well.

[Read My Signature]

:Willow Hope Opal Baker:

I walk slowly as soon as I've passed the news of my mothers death. Now I'm alone. I walk to my normal shop space and sit on my stool. I try not to cry as I sit there alone, no mother, no father, no older brother, no baby sister, they're all dead now. I think about it, why is it that death has stolen so much from me?

[Queen of Spades]

Riding into town, Leon made his way to the post office. He dismounted and tethered his horse outside, then walked into the building. A simple exchange with himself and the worker, he got his mail and gave the worker the letter, and he was off again. Today was one of those days where he only received a few letters. He looked at the names, two of them no doubt invitations to either a lunch or a dinner party, and one a bill for feed for the horses. The two invitations were people he knew. One was an elderly widow who had taken a liking to him when he visited her grandson, and occasionally invited him and her grandson to afternoon tea. The other was an assiociate and his family; a wife and two children. An eldest girl of twenty-two years who was fresh out of medical school, and a younger son of seventeen. Leon had taken a slight interest in the girl, perhaps having her become one of his playthings. Maybe that night... It was quite short notice, he realized as he looked at the date. It was that night. He sighed lightly. He could make it, as the place was just in town, but it was incredibly short notice.
((I may make the two mentioned in my post. Maybe.))
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Asher had heard the girl talk, and followed her to her stall, noting how it was the same girl he had bought bread from. "Sorry ta hear 'bout your mum." He said to her as he approached. "I know the feelin', suddenly losin' a parent. Happened ta me when I was just little. Lost me dad to bandits. Only one I 'ad left." He said, smiling lightly at her. "But I got used ta it. So, don' let it drag ya down too bad. Hate to see ya go ill 'cause o' worry an' stress."

[VanWen]

Username- BritsNadia
Name- Pippa Hart
Gender- Female
Age- 17 Years Old
Slave/Duke/Town's Person or Nobel- Noble
Personality- Pippa is a very strong willed girl who does what she wants when she feels like it. She loves to flirt and isn't frightened by much. To most she is unattainable and proud and simply loves to break the hearts of men and boys. She is very beautiful and she knows it and often uses her beauty to gt what she wants. There is a side to Pippa that she hides well, a kind caring and timid side but hardly anyone ever gets to see it.
History- Pippa is a princess by birth. Her father is King of a nearby kingdom and her mother is dead. Killed by her father as a matter of fact. Her father sent her away to be married but instead Pippa decided not to marry but break her older suitors heart. Her father boasts that Pippa can not be stolen, she is as wild and untamable as the northern sea.
Other- Pippa lives on her own currently. Her father still hopes she finds a suitor here.
Looks- Pippa is tall and skinny with pale ivory skin. She has flowing red hair and the voice of a nightingale. She has bright ice blue eyes and a beautiful face that looks as if it was carved out of a moonbeam itself.

[Read My Signature]

:Willow Hope Opal Baker:

I tilt my head out of my hands and wipe up the tears, "My dad died when I was little and he was the best forge person, I'll never live up to his reputation. And now my mother dies..." I push a light brown braid out of my face and smile a little, "At least I know they can't be hurt anymore than they already have been." At this I smile more and stop crying completely, "Thanks." I reach into my pack and then hold out a small sweet roll, one thing I perfected that my mother could never make.

[I've Quite CS]

((Accepted how old is she you didn't put her age))
Alice
I road slowly along through the woods listing to the birds and other animals that lived in these woods.It was such a nice spring day and it was almost summer and I couldn't wait since we will most likely be going to the beach house if the master wanted to this season."Your going to go on a ride with me on my birthday tomomrow right?"I asked smiled as he nodded his head"Thank you,your so sweet"I say and lean down kissing his neck and petting his mane as I road through the woods.

[VanWen]

ooc:
Fixed up. Sorry about that. Where is everyone and what time of day is it? Also where is the Duke? Sorry just to help me get a rough idea of whats going on.

[Queen of Spades]

((As far as I know, it's mid-morning. Cecily is with Shadow in the parlor of the mansion, Alice is with a horse in the woods outside of the mansion, and Leon, the duke, is in town getting his mail. Asher and Willow are talking outside her stalls, after she announced that her mother was dead.))

Leon untethered his horse, but instead of riding him, he led him along the city streets. May as well look around while he was there. That, and he figured he should tell the family he could attend. He didn't have time to send them a letter. He looked around the busy streets, occasionally giving a coin to a beggar on the side of the street. He wasn't cold-hearted enough to let someone starve. He could see the house of the family, but it was still a quarter of a mile at most. His horse would get nervous at times because of the loud noises, but stayed relatively calm.
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"There, ya see? Look on the bright side! They're safe in 'eaven now. That's what I always told myself, too." He added, looking down at the roll and gingerly taking it. It wasn't often he got gifts. Free stuff was a different story, but never gifts. Any time he would think it was a gift, they'd turn around and tell him he had to pay for it or something. And he always welcomed food. Or cloth and thread, he liked those too. That meant he could make some clothes for himself.

[Read My Signature]

:Willow Hope Opal Baker:

"My dad told me not to cry, men never cry so why should girls? That's what he said, 'e was often telling me that girls were 'sposed ta be treaded like boys.' " I smile a little more, "And mum, she was a different story, 'Willow ya don't go by Will anymore, it's a boys name.' " I push back one of my braids again, "My brothers called me Will just 'cause I was the only girl, and it made mum go frantic." I giggle a little, "I hope they've all gotten together up there."

[VanWen]

Pippa saddled up one of her grey geldings. He was a personal favorite of hers and she insisted on doing everything on her own. She mounted up in sidesaddle. Her tight fitting cream riding habit with ice blue patterns of a hunt at the bottom. She rode off towards the woods that lead to the edge of town. Her long red hair bounced as the gelding clattered away at a rockig canter. Pippa closed herself enjoying the slight wind on her face as she ride down the main track. She passed a few farmer boys and one she found particularly cute so she blew the blushing gentleman a kiss and giggled riding on as they what he'd her ride through the dappled light of the forest.