William, Son of Flora
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A tavern in the city is the scene for his Trump, or to be more precise, on a
verandah looking over the city street. His blue eyes crinkle at the edges,
as if he has just thought of somthing very amusing and can't wait to share it.
William has a bottle of brandy at his elbow and a goblet that is half full in hand.
He is dressed in a wide collered tunic of various shades of red and blue, and a
velvet half cloak that matches. A thin bladed sword is at his side and a matching
poignard is in his belt. On the table rests a cavilier's hat with a large white feather.
Beside the hat is another goblet. Will you drink with him and share his jest?
William, son of Floramil. Born -150y
William, Flora's son, has inherited the full measure of his mother's
good looks. He is dashing, debonair and always ready with a quick smile or
a quicker blade. His style and manner of dress are reminiscent of a cavalier
or a fop. A lover of wine, women and song, he plays a variety of instruments,
from lute to synthesizer. Many have taken this to be a sign that he is not as
prepared to defend himself as his
cousins. Few have the opportunity to make the mistake twice.
HIs appearence is striking. Black hair that seems to absorb the
light and eyes of cobalt blue, penetrating, but not unfriendly. He wears his
hair long, and often curled in a fashion that was popular with colonial noblemen.
A thin mustache and Van-Dyke beard add to this similarity. Tall and lean of build,
he has inhierited much of his mother's looks and charm. Like his mother and
sister, he takes pride in his
appearence and clothing.
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