<div align="center">The following RP was inspired by my avatar~<br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/44/Assup1.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>~Five Men and a Lady~</strong></span></span></div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>England, 1588</strong></span></span></div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.45em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>It is a dark time for all of England and frequent wars among the nobility keep lands changing hands. Just such a war has occured. The new ruler of Neville Castle wants to prevent any revolt so he turns the wife of Lord William Jonathon Henry Neville IV, his slain enemy, over to some of his men. They are to humiliate and use her in any degrading means they so desire so she will be unable to use religous authorities to make a claim to the throne as wife and the people will be frightened to revolt.<br/><br/>Five men have signed up for this task...and so our story unfolds.<br/>~~~~~~~~~</strong></span></span></div><br/><div align="center">(http://i585.photobucket.com/albums/ss291/Lucille79_photos/E%20Characters/display_1821466-1.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center">Opening Post For Lady Skylark Neville</div><br/>A cold wind blew threw the room and rushed over the woman sitting before the fireplace. She shivered and pulled the blanket closer about her body frowning in discomfort. An old woman stood behind her brushing her long thick hair continuously. The old woman glared at the lady as she shivered feeling her old bones scream out with pain from having worked a lifetime seeing to the comfort of the rich. The woman did not seem to even notice however, she simply stared into the fire without a word.<br/><br/>A key entered the lock on the ancient door and a guard opened it for the servant bringing dinner. She entered silently and placed the tray on the table and left without ever saying a word. The guard stared at the woman as long as possible before closing the door and once more locking it tightly shut.<br/><br/>Minutes passed silently before the old woman finally had the woman's hair braided and pinned securely. "Will there be anything else this evening Mi' Lady?" she asked without any warmth at all.<br/><br/>Lady Skylark rose from her chair and turned to look at the withered old servant, "That will be all for tonight Helen." she quietly answered and walked softly to the table to observe the food. "Please remove this tray, I will not require any food this evening." she informed Helen as she walked back and sat before the fireplace once more. She reached for a book and began to read never looking at Helen again.<br/><br/>Once down at the kitchen Helen began filling in everyone on the condition of the bitch of Neville Castle. "I tell you she is a cold hearted bitch that one! Not a word did she ever speak to me all through her bath and after! I cannot imagine who she thinks she is!? I know for a certainty that she was informed about the Master's plans for her today, yet nothing! She acts like angels will sweep down and save her from her fate! If you ask me no woman has ever deserved to be put in her place more than that bitch!" The kitchen filled with the laughter of angry servants delighted at the fall of such a high born woman.<br/><br/>Back upstairs Sky looked up from her book and scanned the barren room she was locked in. Two weeks ago she had watched as her husband was buried and she had foolishly thought she was free. A single tear raced down her cheek as she stared into the fire, praying for a miracle.