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Lord Gerald | Stag | Lord of Families by femalefred
Lord Gerald | Stag | Lord of Families
So, for a long time there's been an NPC 'Genealogy Lord' who advises the King on suitable betrothals and such, right?

WELL HE'S AN NPC NO MORE :dummy:

Welcome Lord Gerald, the oldest stag in the ancient 'House of Families', a Glenmore family dedicated to remembering the bloodlines of Royalty. He is a communal character meaning that, although I technically own him and he occupies one of my character slots, he is free to use in any and all RPs, as long as they stick to the character as outlined below :)

IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO USE GERALD IN AN RP - GO AHEAD! Please just remember to let me know that you've used him, so I can record his RPs here :D

Basic Information


Name: Gerald
Gender: Stag
Age: 32
Year of Birth: 730 of the New Age 
Height: 10.2hh
Build: Heavy
Phenotype: Seal Bay Part. Restricted Fawn
Genotype: Ee/Ata/Ff/fwfw/nrz
Eye Colour: Brown
Design Sheet: Festive Fawnling Designs 2014: Batch 5

Sire: Lord Geraint (deceased)
Dam: Hoofmaiden Lettice (alive... but just barely. She's 41 years old and somehow still hanging on)
Bloodline: 100% Glenmore
Magic Type: Earth magic

Skill Points


Speed: 0 [Basic Level] (Build Cap: 5 points max)
Stamina: 4 [Basic Level]
Strength: 8 [Basic Level]

Magic: 10 [Medium Level]
Herbs: 11 [Medium Level]

Experience: 0

Breakdown


+4 stamina - base bonus
+8 strength - base bonus
+11 herbs - starter bonus
+10 magic - bacon boost

Herd Information


Herd: Glenmore
Herd Position: Lord of Families (for more information, see 'Details')
Mate(s): None at current - in his youth he would keep a harem of hoofmaidens most years
Current Location: Families Den by the Oldegrove

Details


Personality:
Gerald is a noble, yet somewhat curmudgeonly soul. He understands his place is by the side of the King, giving his advice - but he's not altogether bothered which King it is. His duty is to the great spirit of Oganach, keeping the Royal Lines clean and clear for all to see. He is proud that Kings and Lords of all ranks come to him for advice, and particularly enjoys advising the King on which Princesses require betrothing and recommending stags for them.
He is kind to his children, but finds it difficult to really see them as adults - even his oldest Adalbert, who is now 22. Adalbert will always be little Bertie-boo, aged three, who can't run without tripping over his feet. It doesn't matter that he's now 11 hands tall, has grandchildren of his own and is built like an oak tree - he will always be Bertie-boo to Gerald. 
He tends to treat does in the same way - with general kindness, but being unable to see them as real people. That's not to say that he dislikes does, or thinks them stupid - just stupider than most stags. They are to be treasured as pretty things with a purpose, and that purpose is giving birth to more Royal stags. He was always good to the hoofmaidens in his harem, and would never overstep the bounds of his rank by fighting for a Royal doe of high standing. You could even argue that he loved one of his regular harem members, a gentle and quiet hoofmaiden named Yana - but Gerald believes that love is only really for Princesses and their Royal mates, not for the likes of him and his common does.
He is deeply committed to his role as the Lord of Families, and can mostly be found spending his time in the Den of Families, tending the Tree of Kings. He does not tend to the Tree of Princesses, as this is a lesser job, generally given to the second stag of the family - in this case, that's little Bertie-boo.

Appearance:

When he was younger, Gerald was thought to be one of the most handsome stags of the Glenwood. His hide is dark, he stands at a good height and he was built like a boulder. However, that all started to fade as he got into his twenties - and now in his early thirties, he's rather plumper around the middle than he used to be, and his once fine antlers have fallen back.
He is very hairy, and has a particularly fine set of eyebrows - and an even finer beard, which droops either side of his mouth like a magnificent moustache.
He is becoming increasingly short sighted as he gets older, and is almost always squinting at something.

History:
Gerald was born the first son of Lord Geraint, the Lord of Families. As soon as he was old enough to talk, he was taught the history of the Royal family tree in Glenmore, and as soon as his magic was strong enough he was taught to tend the Royal Trees, the physical record of the history of the King's line and the Princess line in Glenmore. As soon as he came of age, he was given responsibility for the Tree of Princesses; an enormously proud moment for him, and one he cherishes as probably the best moment in his life.
When his father died, he was deeply saddened as he respected and loved the old Lord deeply. He took over as the Lord of Families then, and took responsibility for the Tree of Kings. His father's death soured this momentous occasion, but it is still a proud moment for him.
His life has otherwise been generally uneventful - training the Royal Trees takes a great deal of work and care, and as such he is a step removed from the politics of the other Royal families. 

The House of Families
Legend says that the House of Families was raised from common beginnings by the great Kings of old, in recognition of their great service to the Crown. Whether this is true or not is another matter entirely, but they consider themselves to be a step below the 'true' Royals, and could be considered to be sort of Servant Lords. The Lord of Families is humble and subservient - but knows that he holds great power, for only he and his family have detailed knowledge of the history of Glenmore.

A stag from the House of Families would never take  a Princess for a mate - it would be 'above their station', and would be seen as a King bribing the House in order to keep some part of his lineage secret. In the past, weak Kings have attempted to bribe the house by offering Princess brides to the Lords, but they have always been turned down. Typically the Lord of Families and his sons would fight for Hoofmaidens, as these are does well befitting their status.

Their role is to keep both oral and physical records of the Line of Kings and the Line of Princesses. The oral records come in the form of reciting each King's father back as far as possible - and although Gerald will recite the King's Line back to Earrann, once you get more than 300 or so years ago, it's almost certainly not actually right. The physical records are in the form of two oak trees, carefully trained by both magic and pruning to be a visual representation of the lines.

The trees are somewhat ridiculous looking things - in order to make it easier to see the families, they are incredibly short, squat affairs, with trunks only a foot and a half high. Because of the complexity of the lines, the branches are thin and brittle, and leaves are kept to the bare minimum required to keep the tree alive, so as to make it easier to see the actual family structure among the branches.

The Tree of Kings shows only stags - each branch represents a Royal stag, with twigs sprouting off to represent their sons. Branches and twigs representing living stags are allowed to grow leaves in the Spring, and in the autumn are daubed with coloured clay. Stags mated to Princesses are marked with grafted on roses - though these do tend to die off every winter, and so need replacing each Spring. The King's branch is marked by a woven wreath of oak leaves, rumoured to have been created by the first Lord of Families to be raised to Lordship - but actually woven anew each year by the current Lord.

The Tree of Princesses shows only Princesses and their Princess daughters. Each branch represents a single Princess, with twigs sprouting off to show her Princess daughters. As with Kings, only branches and twigs that represent living Princesses are permitted to grow leaves, and in autumn they are daubed with white clay. Princesses who are or were mated to a King are hung with acorns - the representations of new Kings to be born.

Gerald's Timeline



Year 730
Gerald is born - hooray!

Year 740
Gerald comes of age and takes over responsibility for the Tree of Princesses, as is his responsibility as the Heir of Families

Lord Adalbert, Gerald's first son and heir, is born of Hoofmaiden Yana

Year 751
Geraint, Gerald's father, dies :ohnoes: Gerald takes over as the Lord of Families and is now responsible for tending the Tree of Kings

Adalbert takes over as the Heir of Families and is now responsible for tending the Tree of Princesses

Year 752
Gerald becomes a grandfather for the first time to Adalbert's first son, Yarrow

Year 762
Gerald becomes a Great-Grandfather - hooray! Disappointingly it's to a girl, Yarrow's first daughter Cymbeline
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Fawnling Fawn Design Contest!

Wed Jul 22, 2015, 10:55 AM


Hello lovely people!

I am breeding a fawn this rut, and I have thus far struggled to come up with a design that I like for him. As a result, I thought I'd throw it open to the fawnlings community to design him!

He will be a 

Sooty Bay Restricted Fawn


That's all the information you're getting I'm afraid - he's a he, and he'll be sooty bay restricted fawn x)

As a prize for my favourite I'm offering a commission of any one of your characters, fawnling or not :D

This contest will be open until 31st August 2015

Make sure you use the Official Fawnling Fawn Design Lines for your entry, and then either just comment on this journal or send it to me in a note to enter!

I'll put all of the various entries on the journal so you can see them all as well :D

GOOD LUCK :dummy:

Entries

Sooty bay restricted fawn design by ComplacentFool
Sooty bay restricted fawn design 2 by ComplacentFool
Fredbaby by TigressDesign
SootyBay1 by IthilFaer
SootyBay2 by IthilFaer

Skin by femalefred
It was a summer of questions.

They asked about Roxanne, they asked about Illyrica, they asked if the storm was dying, they asked if the storm was too strong. They asked and asked, and he knew they asked each other just as often as they asked him. Something was happening, something new - there was a crackle in the air and it was not just his daughter whose magic had developed so strangely.

There were those voices who asked if it was his fault, of course. They blamed Illyrica’s magic on him, on the deal that he had made with the storm; they said he had cursed his own daughter and the rest of them along with her.

If they thought their wretched gossiping would worry the Stormcaller, they were wrong. He was worried already.

As each day passed, he spent more time with Roxanne and Illyrica. It had begun when they had made the migration from Gumtree Hollow and Illyrica had, on occasion, asked to sleep with him instead of her mother. She was newly confident, it seemed; although she had been shy around him at first, she had at least spoken to him of her own accord. Soon, he found himself sleeping nearer to Roxanne, so that Illyrica might be closer to her mother - though they had never slept curled together as a family, by the time they arrived at Westhaven they had never been more than a few metres apart.

He and Roxanne had barely spoken in that time. The Thunderhead was angry with him for demanding her company in Westhaven when she had hoped to remain with the pregnant does in Gumtree Hollow. He he had been too much of a coward to tell her that she could have refused. Their time spent together had been spent in silence and mostly spent in sleep. And then Illy’s magic had developed.

Roxanne hadn’t believed it, so she’d come to him. He hadn’t believed it, so she’d taken him to see their daughter, and together they had watched her move things with her mind. Small things, true, things that you might argue were being somehow buffeted along in an infant breeze, summoned by a child; but to say this you would have to ignore the way she dragged small stones in the air behind her when she was distracted and you would have to pretend that the way her hair behaved was normal. Illyrica was not normal. She was the child of the Stormcaller, the child of the stag touched by the storm, and she was not normal.

He and Roxanne had spent more time together after that. They stood together against the whispers and the rumours, against the bullies and the gossips, against any and all who would speak ill of their daughter. It soon became known that to suggest this was a curse, at least within hearing of the Stormcaller or one of his followers, was to be given a distinctly cold shoulder from then on. Of course, that hadn’t stopped the talk - it had just made it quieter and more insidious. A whisper spread far faster than a shout, no matter how loud.

They had drawn together then, against the building tornado of whispers, and he had found it almost impossible. She was.. she was the storm in living form, a thunderbolt made flesh. She had the power and passion of a hurricane; and yet she had the softness and strength of a mate, of a lover. Or so he constantly struggled to stop himself from thinking. He tried to dream of the pale golden doe of his youth to remind himself of the cruelty of love, but she no longer had a name, she no longer had a face; when he imagined her there was a scar across her forehead and she wore a feather in her mane.

They slept together, but now they slept even closer, and there were times - sweet, wonderful times - when he would wake with Roxanne’s muzzle resting against his flank, or his face tangled in the fresh-scented hair of her mane. It was a pure and wonderful agony; waking inhaling the scent of her and knowing that it could not be. He had made a deal; it was a deal that could not be broken. And yet…

They were a family.

He loved her.

Could the storm truly argue with that?
Questions

featuring Tzilan 

mentions of Roxanne and Illyrica

Late Summer, Year 762 of the New Age, Windborne, Westhaven


Yes Tzilan. The storm can argue with that. 

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Roxanne hadn’t believed what she’d seen. She’d asked her daughter to show her again, and she still hadn’t believed it.

Perhaps the strange way her hair was falling - though rising might have been a better word for it - should have made her think more. For some reason the Thunderhead had put it down to her daughter growing older. She recalled having an unruly mane at that age - though it’d be fair to say she didn’t recall having tail hair that went up instead of down.

“Shall I move some more things, Momma?” Illy asked.

There was a wobble of uncertainty in the sooty filly’s voice now, and Roxanne immediately moved to reassure her, nuzzling up against the delicate creature’s shoulder.

“No, little one, that’s alright.”

But it wasn’t alright, was it?

Illy had her magic now, that was clear. It was just that the magic was… well, it was wrong. Illy couldn’t touch at the wind, she couldn’t even raise the gentlest breeze; Roxanne had reached out to help with her own magic but it had felt like leaning against a boulder that suddenly wasn’t there. She’d been so surprised that she’d almost fallen over because she had seen Illy moving a leaf as though she was pushing it along on a breeze.

Except she wasn’t. Illy wasn’t summoning a breeze to carry the leaf: she was carrying the leaf herself.

Roxanne hadn’t believed it, and she still hadn’t believed it when Illy had picked up a stone, and then a feather, and made them all dance and twirl together. So she had gone to Tzilan, the child’s father and the fawnling with the strangest magic that she knew, and he hadn’t believed either. And then Illy had shown them both, and she’d picked up leaves and feathers and pebbles and made them all dance as though they had lives of their own. And Tzilan had no words, and Roxanne had no words, and neither of them knew what to do.

Tzilan had seemed distracted even before she’d taken him to see his daughter, but after Illy’s little magic show he’d looked almost distraught. To see the stag so lacking in composure had been a shock - he normally radiated an air of calm and control, even when lightning flickered down from the clouds around his face. If Tzilan was flustered, then what would this mean for the child?

The Thunderhead dreaded to think what would happen when the others saw this strange new power - Illy had friends, true, but would they stick by her when it was clear she was so different? And what of the rest? The fawns who used to be of the Main Herd, or the bossy older fillies who had been born on the Point? The little buckskin was still sweet and gentle and kind, but she was so shy, so nervous - she wouldn’t know what to do if they taunted her. If they called her different.

Roxanne pulled her daughter closer, wrapping her neck around the filly in a suddenly fierce embrace. Illy didn’t protest - she never did - and simply snuggled in closer to her mother’s shoulder with a happy little sigh.

Oh, if only she could be so innocent forever. If only.
Innocence

featuring Roxanne

mentions of Illyrica

Summer, Year 762 of the New Age, Windborne, Westhaven


In which Roxanne worries about her daughter more than she really should.

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Fawnling Fawn Design Contest!

Wed Jul 22, 2015, 10:55 AM


Hello lovely people!

I am breeding a fawn this rut, and I have thus far struggled to come up with a design that I like for him. As a result, I thought I'd throw it open to the fawnlings community to design him!

He will be a 

Sooty Bay Restricted Fawn


That's all the information you're getting I'm afraid - he's a he, and he'll be sooty bay restricted fawn x)

As a prize for my favourite I'm offering a commission of any one of your characters, fawnling or not :D

This contest will be open until 31st August 2015

Make sure you use the Official Fawnling Fawn Design Lines for your entry, and then either just comment on this journal or send it to me in a note to enter!

I'll put all of the various entries on the journal so you can see them all as well :D

GOOD LUCK :dummy:

Entries

Sooty bay restricted fawn design by ComplacentFool
Sooty bay restricted fawn design 2 by ComplacentFool
Fredbaby by TigressDesign
SootyBay1 by IthilFaer
SootyBay2 by IthilFaer

Skin by femalefred

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Ace118 Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2015
Did you see this? Your a princess? I mentioned you in a comment but not sure if it worked :( some times it does and other times it shows up saying its worked when really it has not
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femalefred Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I didn't see it unfortunately :( But thanks for sharing it with me here, it's really cute!
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Ace118 Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2015
His horn was hard :D no problem :D he does belong to you but shame my comment tag did not work would you mind popping a comment on the piece so I do not bother you again thinking you have not seen it :D I have memory lapses :D 
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Ace118 Featured By Owner Edited Jun 9, 2015
Mentioned in Your a princess? and may draw him in background of image when I draw it :/
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femalefred Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for letting me know :)
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Ace118 Featured By Owner Jun 10, 2015
No problem I will find you when I have done image :D
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Shireling-Archer Featured By Owner Apr 11, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Hello, I recently found, and fell in love with you art, and I was wondering if you might take commissions and what prices would be if you did. Thank you!
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femalefred Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hey :D

I am open to commissions - the price depends a bit on what you're after. Did you want to note me what you had in mind and I can give you an idea of prices then?
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Shireling-Archer Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Noted :)
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