A little Fluff
Ferdinand III was the first of three sons to Prince Ferdinand II of Carroburg. Growing up alongside his brothers Franz and Rustov, Ferdinand clearly excelled academically and appeared to be the perfect successor to his father. Until, in his seventeenth year he accidentally killed the Nephew of Boris Todbringer in a drunken duel.
He was instantly cut off from the family, and sent off to join the priesthood. Ferdinand’s heart was broken by this abandonment and he became bitter and vengeful. Over the next fifteen years he plotted, betrayed, and murdered his way to the position of Lector. Still he was not content. Soon his father would have to be succeeded by one of his two untarnished sons. Ferdinand would have his vengeance.
Rustov, the youngest of the brothers was killed when his musket mysteriously exploded while hunting boar. As Franz was leaving for Altdorf, his father was found stabbed to death in his bed chambers. Franz was stopped en route, and when his carriage was searched a bloody knife and several heretical tomes were found hidden within. He was tried and found guilty of heresy and regicide by and outwardly lugubrious Lector Ferdinand. Even as his brother begged for his mercy and was roasted alive at the stake, not a quiver of emotion could be seen on Ferdinand’s face.
His mother was found swinging from a noose on the northern wall of the keep. It appeared that she had committed suicide out of despair and shame.
Ferdinand, now the only living member of the royal family, was coronated Prince of Carroburg, and canonized for having the strength to punish his own brother for his heinous crimes.
Few realized that Ferdinand had become one of the more powerful and influential figures in the empire. The Prince-Lector of Carroburg
The prince is only 31 but appears aged before his time. Since his estrangement from his family he has grown tall and thin, appearing almost weakened, but this is far from the truth.
He wears the traditional black curaiss of The Prince of Carroburg at all times along with the bright, blood red cloak and robes of a Lector. His mostly bald head coupled with his sharply pointed nose give him a very raven-like appearence. He carries the ornate, slender-hafted Hammer of Judgement as a badge of his status in the church. His shield is round, bronze, and ornate, engraved with his family's crest and his motto Nemo me impune lacessit.
With rumours of the crown circulating The Prince is taking his army north under the pretense of cleanising the forest in service of the church. However he is truly drawn by the crown and the power it would grant him.
Nothing is now beyond him. To find the crown the end will always justify the means. Expect anything and trust no one.
