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HOUSE CARLISLE


"From Duty Runs Rivers of Gold"

House Specialty: The Carlisles see themselves as custodians of their land. Certainly, they demand absolute obedience from the rest of their countrymen, but it is for the sake of mutual prosperity. Life in the highlands is rough and short, and thus the Carlisles have no particular love for war, unlike many of the other noble houses. Instead, they seek to endure the hardships of their land, and more: To not only endure, but thrive.

Ancestral Weapons: The Carlisle Kings have passed down for centuries the magnificent claymore Ragenclau, an ancient mythril sword rumored to be forged by magic, lighter than a blade its size has any right to be. On its flat end is inscribed in the old tongue of the highlands the words of House Carlisle, which gleam with coated gold.



Vassals: There are eleven principle duchies which, in addition to the lands of the crown, administer the kingdom:

+ The Duchy of Elgin
+ The Duchy of Mar
+ The Duchy of Eglinton
+ The Duchy of Rothes [M]
+ The Duchy of Terrisford [M]
+ The Duchy of Roden
+ The Duchy of Wexford
+ The Duchy of Lauderdale [M]
+ The Duchy of Stormont
+ The Duchy of Reay
+ The Duchy of Cavan

**[M]: These duchies are considered Royal Marches, and their holders are titled Mormaer, a prestigious title.**



Courtiers & Retainers: [To be determined with possible Vassal players]

Realm: House Carlisle is the royal family of Erayis.

Primary Holding:


The Carlisle seat, and the capital of the Kingdom, is the fortress of Galenave, a half-ruined citadel said to have been built by the old Highlanders a millenia ago, nestled into the mountainside. Every King of the Highlands since those days has been crowned in and ruled from Galenave, and it has become a symbol of the Erayan people themselves.

The fortress sprawls over a great region, though most of it is ruined beyond use. Now, only the New Keep is garrisoned, a deceivingly-named castle built over a hundred years ago, which nevertheless stands taller than any of the other abandoned sections of Galenave. To reach the New Keep, one must follow a winding path through the ruins, and many an invader have lost themselves there.

The castle ruins are overgrown with vegetation, and infested by honey bees; one needs only take apart bricks in a wall to find honey snuck in by the creatures. These hives are tended by the Carlisles, who harvest large quantities of honey from their uninvited yet welcome guests.

Vassal Holdings: [To be determined with possible Vassal players]

Influence & Relations:

Exports & Imports: The Carlisles, like other highlander families, are not a rich people. They inhabit a rough land, unsuitable for intensive agriculture. Instead, the highlanders of Erayis are primarily fishermen and sheep-herders.

Recent History: The reign of King Maendon of Erayis has been long and prosperous, his name toasted across the realm, his reputation one of wisdom and kindness. Few rulers have the love of their people the way Maendon does. Yet he is a deeply unhappy man, who has had to watch as his family suffered tragedy after tragedy. At 54 years of age, he seems a man a decade older, his hair a tangled grey mess, his face sagging and unsmiling, and where he once had a great beard, now there remains only a sad remnant.

Born to the throne, he was a single child, his mother suffering from countless miscarriages. He grew up alone, lonely in the vastness of Galenave without children of his age to play with, his father always battling some rebellious earl, with only his mother to entertain him. Because of this, he grew very close to her. Unfortunately, when he was fifteen, his mother died in childbirth after a long period of suffering. Yet this time, the babe survived, and was given the name Targan by their father.

By then, however, the age difference was too great, and Maendon mostly ignored his brother, feeling something of bitterness towards the latter for the death of their mother. He duly inherited the throne at the death of father. Faced with a dangerous faction of discontent earls, he married the daughter of one of their peers, Eilidh of Mar, to keep the peace. Contrary to his expectations, she proved to be both beautiful and clever, and they quickly came to love one another. Many say that it was she who ran the kingdom, and not him.

Unfortunately, Eilidh also proved to be infertile, and produced stillborn after stillborn, with none of their children surviving past the first year of their life. This took a toll on her, and less than a decade after their marriage, she died of a fever. Maendon was devastated, and never fully recovered. Despite the urging of his vassals, he refused to take another wife, and became more and more reclusive.

It was at this time that his young brother Targan, before now living under his elder's shadow, began to build his reputation, for better or worse. At the age of 21, Targan led a royal force against the rebellious Earl of Trethclyde, earning victory in a bloody storming of the castle. He hung the Earl from the ramparts upside-down, with the Earl dying only after the sixth day of this torment. For this victory, he was granted the defunct rebel's titles, and became the new Earl of Trethclyde. His renown only grew from there, and he became known for his fierce hatred of the Stormbroken, taking every opportunity to smash their raiding parties. He flayed every stormbroken he could get his hands on, and posted their skins on posts all along the western coast of his fiefdom as a warning to their kin.

Yet for all his heroisms, news of his sadistic deeds began to spread, and King Maendon grew increasingly displeased with his behavior. Targan went through wife after wife, whose deaths, it was rumored, were not accidental. He had an icy relationship with his children, the oldest of whom were his sons Fergus and Malcolm. Matters finally came to a head when Fergus, his 19-year old heir, confronted him over another burst of violence on Targan's part. The argument grew heated, and, angered by his son's insolence, Targan beat him to death with an iron rod as his wife, his children, and his entire court watched. He then made his now oldest son Malcolm drag his dead brother out of his sight. This ended whatever patience the King had for his brother, and he banished the earl from Erayis. Now, Targan is 41 years old, and is currenty serving in a mercenary company in a foreign land.


I plan on playing a mercenary/sellsword lady.


Swell, they could hang out and slaughter people together.

@Gowi, the use of steel coins is irrational, in my opinion. Steel is cheap today, but before the Industrial Revolution, that stuff was valuable, way too valuable to mint into coins. I'd propose we use iron coins instead.
Oh, and Targan Carlisle, Earl of Trethclyde, the brother of my king, is currently serving abroad in a mercenary company. If any of you are playing as mercenaries, we could arrange for him to be working with you.
WIP:


I'm going to leave my WIP sheet here, so that I can easily edit it and build on it.


Sheets will basically be formatted like so:




Oh, I know that's not an adequate sheet, I just wanted to establish bees as my thing. I'll shank anyone who gets within three genii of me.

House words


Oh snap, I wasn't aware we were gonna be this close to GoT. If that's the case, then I'll bring over my headcannon house that, to my great distress, will never actually exist in that universe. Guess that means I can't be the Crowes, though.

HOUSE CARLISLE

Words: From Duty Runs Rivers of Gold
Location: Sworn to one of the kings. Any, really.

House Carlisle: Looking for employment!
Yeah, I'm considering taking the Crowes of Reinoa. I'm basically going to be Vlad the Impaler, I think: A sadistic king who's only happy when he's torturing people to death, but is hailed as a hero by his people as a hero because the people he torments are stormborn invaders.

Edit: Then again, I could be the same monstrous character, but serving as a vassal for another player, a sort of rabid dog to be unleashed on the kingdom's enemies. I'll wait and see how many people join up, and if there are any other kingdoms that I like enough to join.
Aww yeah, let's bring on the toddler murdering and barely concealed incest! I really only play CK2 for the delicious medieval role play, and since the game is buggy as all hell, cutting out the middle man and RPing it out here is an awesome idea.

(Kudos on your map, too; It's simple, yet elegant)
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