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Name: His Honour Lord Augustus Julius Burnbridge KC, Fourth Earl of Carmarthen.
Age: 60
PB: Alan Rickman
Brief physical description: Augustus Burnbridge was not a particularly handsome man in his youth, although now his harsh appearance seems to suits him better. He has never been a fashionable man, leading a somewhat frugal lifestyle in comparison to some of his peers, keeping himself to himself and rarely appearing at parties and social gatherings.
History of your Character: Augustus Burnbridge was born to the third Earl of Carmarthen and the Earl’s first wife. He was one of two children to be born of that marriage, the other infant dying soon after birth. Despite this, Augustus grew up healthy himself, if somewhat serious. He did not delight in the games of other children, but instead took to reading as soon as he was able. As a child, Augustus could feel the suffocating weight of duty, tradition and propriety weighting down on the household, an inescapable thing which made his parents unhappy in their marriage, the servants scuttle about the place like beetles, and all the flowers, plants, trees and bushes in the gardens wilt.
Age: 60
PB: Alan Rickman
Brief physical description: Augustus Burnbridge was not a particularly handsome man in his youth, although now his harsh appearance seems to suits him better. He has never been a fashionable man, leading a somewhat frugal lifestyle in comparison to some of his peers, keeping himself to himself and rarely appearing at parties and social gatherings.
History of your Character: Augustus Burnbridge was born to the third Earl of Carmarthen and the Earl’s first wife. He was one of two children to be born of that marriage, the other infant dying soon after birth. Despite this, Augustus grew up healthy himself, if somewhat serious. He did not delight in the games of other children, but instead took to reading as soon as he was able. As a child, Augustus could feel the suffocating weight of duty, tradition and propriety weighting down on the household, an inescapable thing which made his parents unhappy in their marriage, the servants scuttle about the place like beetles, and all the flowers, plants, trees and bushes in the gardens wilt.
That weight was only lifted upon the death of his mother. Since her second pregnancy she had been unwell, taking to her bed and attended by a fleet of physicians, of nurses, and a priest. Mumbled prayers could be heard through the door of her room night and day, and she only escaped her bed to be carried down to church with the rest of the family every Sunday. And although sick, she always had time for her surviving son, sending for him to read to her, to talk to her, to bring her the news from outside her sick-bed prison. It was a cold winter that set a chill to her already weak heart, and she met her God on the day the Thames froze over that year.
Augustus, almost ready to leave for University, grew far more serious after his mothers death, shutting himself away in his room, or the library, and not speaking a word to anyone. He went to Cambridge, and there studied law, grim-faced and unfriendly. He was, however, a brilliant student.
During his son’s stay at University, his father the Earl had seen his opportunity to bring his mistress of several years out of the woodwork. She was a beautiful woman, famed in London society, and a professional in her field. That seemed to matter very little to the Earl, however, who seemed to be deeply in love with her. She must have had similar feelings towards him, however, as he soon proposed marriage to her, and she accepted.
Augustus finished his degree at 23, and returned home to find his father remarried, and he new step-mother expectant. And Augustus surprised himself, and no-doubt the rest of the household, by becoming fast friends with his new baby half-sister, born healthy, if petite. The child was named Lucy by her mother, against Augustus’ own private wishes. It was a name that grew to suit the child, however, when it became clear that she was somewhat touched, viewing the world through the simple and innocent eyes of a child, and unable to understand the wickeder, harsher realities of life. Augustus and Lucy spent much of their time together, when he was not working as a lawyer, and could often be found together in the gardens, sat on the grass, as he read allowed to her stories of pirates, talking animals, and fairytales, which Lucy delighted in. She grew to be beautiful, like her mother, but her innocence gave her a beauty all her own.
Young Miss Lucy, as she became known throughout the household, seemed to be the only creature alive that could bring a smile to Augustus’ face, and he made it his own personal duty to care for her and protect her image of the world. After the death of both their parents, and his inheritance of the title at the age of 40, Augustus was careful to only allow those he could trust into Lucy’s world, aware that there were those who would use her innocence against her, attracted by her beauty.
His trust was betrayed, however, by a man whose identity he still does not know. The man, no doubt a rascal, a womaniser, seduced Lucy, and swore her to secrecy. She became pregnant by him, and as her health failed, was attended by doctors and nurses constantly. Augustus feared for her life, remembering the last years of his mother’s life, and became all the more afraid when the doctors announced that Miss Lucy was with child. Desperate not to loose his sister, he attempted to be with her as much as possible, to take her for carriage rides through the parks of London whenever her doctors declared her fit enough for the ride. Oblivious to her brother’s fear, Lucy herself was excited by the idea of a new friend to play with, although confused by the idea of carry a child before marriage.
Lucy’s time came in autumn, when the weather was damp and cold, and her health was worse than it had been for many months. Her doctors doubted either mother or child would survive the night, and when both Lucy, and her frail, sickly son survived until morning, Augustus was sure both would recover.
He was heart-broken when Lucy died three days later, still not having named the boy, who was doing well under the supervision of doctors and a wet-nurse. Still small, sickly, and, Augustus was sure, soon to follow Lucy to his grave, Augustus named his nephew Fabian.
Now a judge, Augustus Burnbridge is careful to watch over his nephew, whom his has adopted, and ensure the still frail child makes it into adulthood. He keeps him at home, away from excitement which will strain his heart. And as the boy grows older, Augustus can see the beauty of his sister in the boy, and Augustus, unlike Fabian, knows there are those in the world who would want him because of that. So the boy is kept locked away, in the library, much like the Augustus of the past.
Outside of his family, Judge Burnbridge is a harsh man, an unfair man, who believes the poor are poor because that is what they deserve. Criminals are no better than animals, and he treats them unsympathetically. Those of his own station however, the gentry, are simply eccentric, foolish perhaps, and mean no harm by their actions. His politics is conservative, traditional, xenophobic, and his temper is known to flair against anyone who is not Fabian. Even Georgina Rochester, his mistress and companion, has been known to receive the sharp edge of his tongue on past occasions, although she herself is known to give back as good as she gets. In that respect they are a couple well-suited, each with ambition for their families and a desire to ensure the right thing is done. There is no love lost between them, however.
Characters I would like in Game:
An elder Housekeeper, strict and in-charge not only with running the household, but of Fabian’s care. Maggie Smith from Secret Garden the requested PB.
A younger nurse, with new ideas on how to look after the boy, constantly at odds with the Housekeeper.
Augustus, almost ready to leave for University, grew far more serious after his mothers death, shutting himself away in his room, or the library, and not speaking a word to anyone. He went to Cambridge, and there studied law, grim-faced and unfriendly. He was, however, a brilliant student.
During his son’s stay at University, his father the Earl had seen his opportunity to bring his mistress of several years out of the woodwork. She was a beautiful woman, famed in London society, and a professional in her field. That seemed to matter very little to the Earl, however, who seemed to be deeply in love with her. She must have had similar feelings towards him, however, as he soon proposed marriage to her, and she accepted.
Augustus finished his degree at 23, and returned home to find his father remarried, and he new step-mother expectant. And Augustus surprised himself, and no-doubt the rest of the household, by becoming fast friends with his new baby half-sister, born healthy, if petite. The child was named Lucy by her mother, against Augustus’ own private wishes. It was a name that grew to suit the child, however, when it became clear that she was somewhat touched, viewing the world through the simple and innocent eyes of a child, and unable to understand the wickeder, harsher realities of life. Augustus and Lucy spent much of their time together, when he was not working as a lawyer, and could often be found together in the gardens, sat on the grass, as he read allowed to her stories of pirates, talking animals, and fairytales, which Lucy delighted in. She grew to be beautiful, like her mother, but her innocence gave her a beauty all her own.
Young Miss Lucy, as she became known throughout the household, seemed to be the only creature alive that could bring a smile to Augustus’ face, and he made it his own personal duty to care for her and protect her image of the world. After the death of both their parents, and his inheritance of the title at the age of 40, Augustus was careful to only allow those he could trust into Lucy’s world, aware that there were those who would use her innocence against her, attracted by her beauty.
His trust was betrayed, however, by a man whose identity he still does not know. The man, no doubt a rascal, a womaniser, seduced Lucy, and swore her to secrecy. She became pregnant by him, and as her health failed, was attended by doctors and nurses constantly. Augustus feared for her life, remembering the last years of his mother’s life, and became all the more afraid when the doctors announced that Miss Lucy was with child. Desperate not to loose his sister, he attempted to be with her as much as possible, to take her for carriage rides through the parks of London whenever her doctors declared her fit enough for the ride. Oblivious to her brother’s fear, Lucy herself was excited by the idea of a new friend to play with, although confused by the idea of carry a child before marriage.
Lucy’s time came in autumn, when the weather was damp and cold, and her health was worse than it had been for many months. Her doctors doubted either mother or child would survive the night, and when both Lucy, and her frail, sickly son survived until morning, Augustus was sure both would recover.
He was heart-broken when Lucy died three days later, still not having named the boy, who was doing well under the supervision of doctors and a wet-nurse. Still small, sickly, and, Augustus was sure, soon to follow Lucy to his grave, Augustus named his nephew Fabian.
Now a judge, Augustus Burnbridge is careful to watch over his nephew, whom his has adopted, and ensure the still frail child makes it into adulthood. He keeps him at home, away from excitement which will strain his heart. And as the boy grows older, Augustus can see the beauty of his sister in the boy, and Augustus, unlike Fabian, knows there are those in the world who would want him because of that. So the boy is kept locked away, in the library, much like the Augustus of the past.
Outside of his family, Judge Burnbridge is a harsh man, an unfair man, who believes the poor are poor because that is what they deserve. Criminals are no better than animals, and he treats them unsympathetically. Those of his own station however, the gentry, are simply eccentric, foolish perhaps, and mean no harm by their actions. His politics is conservative, traditional, xenophobic, and his temper is known to flair against anyone who is not Fabian. Even Georgina Rochester, his mistress and companion, has been known to receive the sharp edge of his tongue on past occasions, although she herself is known to give back as good as she gets. In that respect they are a couple well-suited, each with ambition for their families and a desire to ensure the right thing is done. There is no love lost between them, however.
Characters I would like in Game:
An elder Housekeeper, strict and in-charge not only with running the household, but of Fabian’s care. Maggie Smith from Secret Garden the requested PB.
A younger nurse, with new ideas on how to look after the boy, constantly at odds with the Housekeeper.