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Christine de Sorel

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Dec 30 2015, 11:13 PM
Date: 10-th of May 1720
Place: Aboard ”Le Phenix”, sailing from Kingston to Port de Paix


The peace celebration was over and Christine was in a delightful mood. Peace had been something she had been talking about since she was old enough to understand the basic concept of war and it had almost seemed like she was the only one wanting peace. Everyone else always seemed eager to fight someone. But now, peace was signed and while it might have been a bit naive, Christine had imagined that this would mean no more fighting because why would they? She had thought that the navies would now be superfluous as every ship could sail in peace but she had not considered that pirates still roamed the seas. But for the moment, Christine was not thinking of such things.

They had set sails for Port-de-Paix that afternoon and Christine had spend most of the imd in her cabin until night had fallen and the ship had gone quieter. She left the cabin and sought her way up to the main deck where the orange glow of flickering red fire illuminated the deck from small lamps. The main source of light however came from the night sky where no clouds allowed the stars to shower the deck in silver starlight. Christine walked to the side of the ship where she could gaze out over the ocean and from there, see the tiny black silhouettes of islands the passed in the distance. She stood for a while and enjoyed the view into the darkness in the stillness of a ship only crewed by a night shift. It was quiet and tranquil and the happiness that came after a nice festival of celebrating peace was still fresh in her mind.

The night breeze was cool though and Christine gently wrapped herself in her scarf more tightly as she stood silently and observed the dark horizon. Softly she rubbed her hands over her naked arms where goosebumps became the evidence of how the night breeze was starting to cool her body. Normally Christine didn’t like sailing but in this moment she was not too bothered by it.
Apr 30 2015, 08:42 AM
Date: 18-th of February 1720
Place: Saint Domingue, Hispaniola –
on de Sorel’s estates, near Port de Paix


Had someone asked her a few months ago if there were any kind of man that Christine would hate to spend her time with it would have been promptly answered with the word: army and navy men. It is possible that at the time she would have used the name Raoul Duval to personify this thought because she still held some disfavour towards him after he had engaged in a battle while she had been on board his ship. Not that she was really ever at a point where she truly disliked him but she certainly had not been considering him to be good company considering their different opinions. But strangely enough their latest chat had been quite entertaining and Christine actually looked forward to see the Admiral on this day. In fact the opportunity to get out in the wild nature was so exhilarating to her that once she had gotten dressed in an elegant but functional dress and had her hair done she immediately set out to the stable to tell Lady, her horse, about the adventure of the day.

The horse stuck its massive head out as she entered the stable and lowered it when Christine began to stroke the fur above its muzzle. ‘We are going out today, Lady,’ Christine said with a smile on her face as she continued to caress the horse. ‘But not alone! With a gentleman and a horse friend for you’. Christine generally spoke to all animals as though they understood her but she didn’t linger long before letting the horse out and walking with it to the yard where she waited. For the day, Christine’s long hair was set up in a pony-tail with a lock of hair braided around it to spiral down the otherwise flat hair. Her dress was foliage green and unlike her usual dresses it had long sleeves but a very open chest which certainly flattered her ample bosom. She waited in the shade until the Admiral arrived and casually drank a glass of lemonade made by her servants.
Mar 19 2014, 02:17 AM
Date: 11th of January, 1720
Place: Port de Paix, Saint Domingue, Hispaniola, on the docks



While the sight of a noble lady on the docks might be an uncommon sight on an normal day, this day seemed to add just a tad more unusual to the mix as the noblewoman who moved along the docks were none other than the Governor’s daughter, a girl who were not afraid to utter remarks on how much she disliked war, military and weapons. Yet here she was, walking the docks were plenty of ship lay at anchor and all with those awful canons sticking out of their sides. But Christine was not there to admire the ships. Not all the ships anyway. She had been told that Acting Captain Lécuyer wanted to show her the ship with fresh eyes now that he was in temporary command and while she would normally have rejected stepping on board a warship without an insanely good reason, something had made her forget that resentment of the navy this day.

She walked in the middle of the road and the noble woman in her expected that people would move out of her way and they did. She had in one hand her umbrella to shield her skin from the strong sun and to protect her exposed arms she had a light scarf wrapped around her shoulders. She actually didn’t care much about the ship that she was about to see, Christine had seen it before, but she did care about the man who would show it to her. Count Lécuyer who certainly had showed her that not all military men were bad. She was nearly by the ship when a sudden gust of wind from the sea took a firm hold in her umbrella and ripped it out of her hand and sent it flying a bit further down the road. That was bothersome and Christine increased her speed a bit to catch it.
Mar 17 2014, 01:07 AM
Here is a game that can be loads of fun. It is called Corrupt a wish because in this game you post a wish and then the next poster will corrupt it. and then post a wish of their own!

Example:
First poster: I wish that I had a lot of money

Second poster: Granted! But it is inflated money...
I wish I could met Jason Momoa

Third poster: Granted! You meet him but he does not like you sad.gif
And then a wish of his own!


I think it would be fun to use the fact that our characters are very different so why don't we make the wish an IC wish for our character?

I will start with Christine!

I wish there would be peace in the Caribbean
Jan 26 2014, 02:39 AM
Christine de Sorel



Name: Christine de Sorel

Aliases: None

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Rank/ Occupation: Governor’s daughter

Current Location: Port-de-Paix

Character PB: Crown Princess Victoria of Sweden

General appearance: A short woman with a kind and heartwarming smile. Her long dark brown hair always tied up in interesting styles and always decorated beautifully. It is long enough so that if is just hang loosely it would reach the end of her back. Her eyes have a nice and deep brown colour that seems to generate a cozy warmth by itself. Like her father she too in fair skinned but because Christine is a nature loving person she often found a bit more tan than her old man. She does have a nice smile and shows it often. In fact she seems to smile just as much as her father avoids it.

She has a good posture that makes her features stand out much more clearly. She is slim but also shapely built and has received many glances from the men in France. Her attention to detail and desire to always look her best also made her very expected on the floor at noble balls.

Clothing:

The simple way of describing her wardrobe is elegant and fashionable. However there are two different ways of seeing her. One is at the balls and social gatherings where she is mostly clad in the finest dresses from France and often with beautiful jewelry to match it. Silk ribbons often hold her hair in place and several of those can be used to give her thick hair a shape that seems very interesting. Her dresses are often embroiled with beautiful images that are only subtly seen because their colour are often just a different shade than that of the dress itself, but it gives a wonderful play in the fabric and makes it all the more interesting.

On less formal occasions though, like when at home or talking a walk around the estate or in nature, Christine enjoys more simple dresses. Something that is more suited for the warm climate of the Caribbean. For this she often choose something where her arms is free and where there is only one or two layers of fabric to avoid it being too heavy or too warm. The colours she often chooses are Greenish, Pinks and whites. She also likes Bordeaux and rosy colours. Anything with warmth in it. But even her simple dresses show signs of her father’s wealth. They too are well crafted and have plenty of detail.

Personality:

If people didn’t know, they would never have guessed that Christine was the daughter of Leon de Sorel, as she has inherited none of his traits. Even in appearance she bears no similarity to him. Where he is cold and greedy, Christine is generous and friendly. She believes that there is good in everyone and that people should forgive rather than fight. She also believes that a smile can do so much more than a frown so it is not often she is seen without a smile on her face. She enjoys life, even if she lives under the rule of someone who seems to be the reincarnation of grief and despair.

Christine love nature and the Caribbean only enhanced this interest in her. Where she normally had to find a way out of Paris to find anything remotely nature-like, the Caribbean offers not only a lot of beautiful scenery but also different scenery than she is used to. She will often take long walks to avoid the speeches of sorrow from her father. She is also curious as to how other people live their lives. She don’t mind visiting town to see how those less fortunate manage to go on with their life and how they can do with so little as they have. So she often shows her generosity when she sees people she can help.

Coming from a military family means that she often had to say good bye to her brothers and even on occasion her father. Many of the men who visited their home were military officers so naturally Christine came to learn a lot about these people. And while she does have the uttermost respect for them and admire them for their courage, she does not like the idea of war one bit. And no reason seem to persuade her as to why soldiers have to go to war or why sailors should seek battle at sea. In fact Christine may be a bit naïve, but she fully believes that the world could work without war. And she would gladly explain why to anyone who feels the opposite, not necessarily to prove that she is right, but because a good conversation is always delightful and especially about such a topic as peace.

She can be quite stubborn and very direct at times. Especially when it comes to those who are men of war or something similar. She doesn’t let a fancy uniform persuade her to change her mind and even though she is quite patriotic, even the white flag of France can’t make her feel good about conflict. In fact she has often sought away from any kind of conflict and mostly with her father. She would rather just accept whatever is told and then cry about it later. And this is the same with anyone else, it just often don’t happen so much with others.

Birth place: Paris, France

Family:
Father – Leon de Sorel (French Governor)
Mother – Helene de Sorel
siblings – Bastien de Sorel (dead), and Phillipe de Sorel middle brother
spouse, children, anybody else – None

History:

Born as the last of three children, Christine de Sorel had very few obligations in life. Even less than most other girls because the only one regarded as anything in the family was the oldest of the three siblings: Bastien who was his father’s favorite. This meant that aside from her having to behave according to class at social gatherings, Christine could do mostly as she pleased and even from a very early age she found a love for nature and the trees and plants that grows in the wild. In their home she often loved the flowers that her mother decorated the house with and often enjoyed walking in the garden as well and observing the Gardener at work. In fact she was often allowed to help him. Of course she had to promise the gardener not to get herself dirty as he feared to get in trouble.

Christine’s education went very well. Her tutors was quite pleased with her ability to learn and her desire to seek information. She proved not only to be smart but also quite resourceful and even witty at times. However most of her opinions differed from what her teachers desired, they often had discussions about right and wrong and especially about what was glorious and what was not. Christine enjoyed winning an argument and especially when it was about war and death. Perhaps a reason for Christine’s love of plants was that they symbolized growth and life, whereas the cold steel blades and crafted firearms in her father’s home showed only the power to kill.

All through her life, Christine have thought different things than love and family as her own parents are a bad example of how married life is. In a way Christine fears that she will end up like her mother, in the shadow of a cold man who could care less if he was married to a statue. But still she always tried to see things from the bright side and she felt that she had to do a lot of good to counter all the bad that came from her father. So where he collect money from people and scold them for poor work, she gives them money to eat and offers them kind words to encourage them. And now being sent to a whole new Place, the Caribbean is just a new opportunity. Something that should give a lot of new chances to help people and she heard that there is much wild nature in the Caribbean islands.

Weapon Skills: None

Anything else: Christine speaks French and learned a bit of Latin and Spanish.

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Player's age: 24

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