In the parlor just inside Karlson's estate, Sir Cedric Viridian stood waiting to meet the women he was to meet and escort.  One was a noble lady he knew--but said to be a wild child not quite in favor with her family.  The other, daughter of a particularly well to do bugoise line, both were said to be heart achingly radiant.<br/><br/>The knight was a giant among men, three inches short of seven feet tall, broad shouldered with solid muscles and in peak health.  His skin was bronzed from serving the Viceroy in more martial endeavors than discovering for Karlson what his sister was planning and persuading his lord to be wary of his brother.<br/><br/>His hair--raven wing black--was pulled back into a tail and fell nearly to the back of his waist.  his eyes were azure.  his dress was a study in these two colors as well, a fashionable suit in sable with azure vest and azure silks wrapping his sword hilt.<br/><br/>The Viceroy had performed Cedric's knighting a few months before his death.  He'd spoken to the young man and found some trust in hsi charecter.  After some months of bringing the young knight into his confidance, he'd assinged Cedric to ride a tour of the land and bring back extensive reports.  It had taken Cedric over a year to return to the capitol with extensive reports on justices and injustices from across the land, and he'd found no Viceroy to present them too.<br/><br/>His journeys had told him the man to trust the information with was Karlson, not his brother, thoguh the princess's declaration of intrest in the crown had blindsided him as much as everyone else.