Emilie is the fourth, and final, son of his family. Under Bretonnian custom (written laws are an Empire concept, one that has not caught on in Fair Bretonnia) the oldest son receives the entire share of the inheritance, the second and third sons take up the lance and quest for Bretonnia... the fourth son's fate is a little more murky. His father sent Emilie away to live with relatives near the border of The Empire, from there Emilie was shuttled around from relative to relative, gaining a very "non-Bretonnian" style of education.
When his father died, there were no lands for Emilie, so he took up the lance and fought for the crown. He was, in all fairness, a good knight. Good enough to see the flaws and weaknesses in the Bretonnian fighting style. He watched brave knights crash like a wave against a horde of formerly cowardly Skaven, and unlike the stories of old, the Rat-Men steadfastly held and slaughtered the knights. Empire cannons used to be the butt of jokes, "more dangerous from the back than the front!" the old men used to laugh. No more. Nobody laughs at cannons now. Even the humble goblins with their legions of spiders and wicked magic have been spilling the blood of the Fair and Just with Greenskin manic glee.
On campaign Emilie found out that his eldest brother had fallen down a flight of stairs, drunk as a skunk. His older brothers were nowhere to be found, so it fell to him to return to his lands and figure out what to do with a kingdom he was never expected to run. While he trying to figure out just how much damage his alcoholic, self-loathing, spendthrift brother did to the kingdom... several "guests" arrived and now live under his roof. These kinds of guests are the kind that you can't throw out...
Then there are his brother's debts... Let's just say the kingdom is "underwater" to use a modern term. He needs to find some money... Hence, Estallia.
Emeile: Bretonnian Lord
Knightly Vow, Bretonnian Warhorse, Sword of Swift Slaying, Gromril Great Helm, Mantle of Damsel Elena, Virtue of Purity
Total Points: 229
Prophetess Liliane
Liliane arrived at the Duke's palace a couple months after he had returned. She demanded the "right of hospitality" to live as long as she (and her large host of animals and followers) wanted at his place. Much to her surprise, the Duke agreed. While it is usually a great honor to have a Prophetess living in your home... Liliane is an exception to that rule. She has countless animals, large bears, cougars, eagles and dozens of deer all live with her. This, as you can imagine, can get a little messy. Also, she has a drinking problem and tends to turn into a Mountain Chimera when she's jackhammered... and she's an angry drunk. The Duke has banned all servants from entering her quarters after the "you moved my shoes!" incident.
Poor footman, he never saw it coming...
Also, Liliane is a thief. She has a collection of items that she has "borrowed" from all around... Including a Book of Ashur. That's right, she ripped off a magical book from the High Elves. I'm sure they aren't going to miss it. They're bound to have dozens of these artifacts just lying around! At least that's what she told the Duke. He doesn't believe it either... The only good news out of all this is having Prophetess around is good for the commoners and tends to bring other Damsels as well.
Prophetess of the Lady: Beasts Mage
Level 4 upgrade, Book of Ashur, Dragon's Claw, MR (2)
Total Points: 320
Grail Knight Morikhi
Morikhi is a Grail Knight. He, apparently ignoring the horde of beasts, fanatical peasants, and wayward Damsels that surround the Duke's home arrived at the Duke's estate and demanded the "Right of Hospitality" to live at the Duke's estate. The Duke, mindful of his obligations and amused to see how he would react to the Prophetess, agreed. As stated in Bretonnian legends, once a knight has drunk from the Grail, he is above all petty concerns and is a being totally dedicated to chivalry and knightly goodness. Bretonnian legends also say that one charge from a unit "mere errants" is enough to shatter the will of the largest block of Chosen Chaos Warriors! Hammerers? They run like children from our glorious charges! Vampires? They crumble at the mere sight of our armor! And the Empire only exists because we allow it to! We could conquer them in a month!
While Grail Knight Morikhi is thankful for a home who will take him (the right of hospitality seems to be honored in the breach) but he's quite displeased at the condition of the home and the "other" house guest. It should be noted that Prophetesses are above the "chain of command" of knights and some of them enjoy tweaking the egos of haughty, thin-skinned, knights.
Grail Knight: Bretonnian Lord
Grail Vow, Bretonnian Warhorse, Sword of Bloodshed, Virture of Heroism
Total Point: 262
Suffice to say, it will be an interesting couple of months...
UNIT OF DISHONOR
The Fleeing Men of the 12th Archer Core - Emilie
These less-than brave souls fell to Panic and ran off the field in the opening shots of the battle against the Dark Elves, without taking a since wound from enemy fire. Even the presence of the lord and the battle standard were not enough to keep them from fleeing off the field. Because of that they will enter the next battle at half strength, as the wiser of the Archer Core will flee before the battle even starts.
UNIT OF DISHONOR
The Stone Dull Men of the 333rd Men-at-Arms - Liliane
These somewhat "confused" individuals spent an entire battle walking backwards, only to be caught by the blazing speed that only Dwarven Warriors can provide. Various attempts to Swift reform were met with only confused glances... and then they "fought" the Dwarves. When I say "fought" I mean "Totally beaten senseless and run down like dogs.". Because of their shameful display of fighting ability and a crippling inability to obey the simplest of commands... This unit is now afflicted with "Stupidity".
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