Emrys Eustace
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 Photo of Emrys Eustace (Broom) by Mistress Tsveea, taken at the Costuming & Rapier event where Illadore was elevated to the Laurel. | ||||||
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 Or, three broom's peascods slipped and leaved gules. (Three stylized seed pods of the broom plant, colored red, on a yellow background.) |
Pronouns:
He, him/hym
Persona
I was born in London in 1364, the bastard son of ser John Eustace and Katherine of Gloucester. As his wife had no male children, she forced John to send us away when she heard of my birth. Nonetheless, I was christened Emrys at St. Peter's in London before my banishment.
I grew up in the happy city of Gloucester, less than a day's ride from the Welsh marchlands. Mother was kept simply but well in a flat a block from the monastery of St. Mary de Crypt, where I learned my grammar and rhetoric. Out of a desire to climb the social ladder we walked a mile instead each sonneday and holy day to the great Cathedral instead, where the bones of Edward .ij. lie in a grand stone sarcophagus - such a thrill for a young boy! Perhaps it made me more comfortable around kings.
In my .xxi. year father grew sick of the plague, and changed his will rapidly. Fearful he should die without an heir at all, he paid the church's fee to legitimize me, and bequeathed me an inheritance upon my majority, a sum to mother to support her, and perhaps most importantly to me, his name. The next may I had my thritteenth birthday, and was a man before the law. My inheritance drew me 3 days ride to London...
There one of my father's friends, still deeply grieving at the loss, helped get me placed in school at the Temple, where I studied many advanced subjects, and learned a smattering of Italian, and all I could of parisian frenssh
From there, I found favors to introduce me to the roial household, and was squyred to kyng Richard Plantagenet, the seconde of that name in engelonde, when I was .xvj. The king was in truth a year younger than I, and we got along well enough. I lived through (and would have fought in!) Wat's Rebellion in 1381 (I was .xvij. then), and was relieved to see the day end without much bloodshed. In my spare time I became enamored of heraldry, and began hanging at the elbows of the Chandos herald, ser John, learning all I could.
This stood me in good stead, when Fortune turned her wheel. The Merciless Parliament of 1387 drove me in fear from Engelonde's shores, and brought me to the Knowne World, where I settled in the Midel kyngdom, in the quiet and rich farmlands of Flamyng Griffe. I was soon put to work as an assistant to the baronial herald, and succeeded him in that post. I found favor with his lordeshippe Flaming Griffe and the Lady of the Barony, and became his lordeshippe's third squier in januarie of 1392, which is in these lands A.S. .xxvij.
Since then I have travelled back to engelonde three times on their excellencie's business, although now that my king Richard is most foully murdered I fear I may not return again. I secured a treaty between my lord and the powerful duke John of Gaunt (now alas also executed), and have ventured to Wales, Scotland, and Ireland in search of great lords to fasten profit with.
Finally, I moved abroad, to continue my studies and training, first to the barony of Illiton in the Midlands region, and then to the kingdom of Æthelmearc, which is so powerful a land that it stole all the vowels from the Welsh language. And there I reside.
I was elevated to th'Ordre of the Laurel on Septembre .xxiij., A.S. .xxxiv., C.E. 2000 in the Midel Kyngdom.
My major fields of studies which brought me to the laurelate were languages (Middle English & Old & Middle French), 14th-c men's costume, and medieval underwear. I was dubbed the "Undies Laurel", but was actually elevated for my persona research in general.