Heads of Household, please include full given name, race, age, and health status and birthdate.
Kelvos Bronson, Half-elf, 62, Healthy, 5/36/6912
Jein Cenar-Kels , Human, 21, Healthy, 1/32/6954
Known Extended family, please include (if known) their name, race, age, how they relate to you, if you are still in contact, and their approximate location. If deceased, please indicate their date of death. Note, not all family is connected by blood, include those who you have formed a strong covenant with. For convenience, please list them oldest to youngest.
Rheesa Venrel , Elf, 96, healthy, about 2 miles outside of Jeff, accepted family
Denis Cenar , Human, 52, Marduk, Father of Jein
Adelaide Alips-Cenar, Human, 47, Marduk, Mother of Jein
Cedric Durson , Human, 31, Jeff, Brother-in-Law of Jein
Hecelina Cenar-Durs , Human, 24, Jeff, Sister of Jein
Hektor Cedricson , Human, 2, Jeff, nephew
Gavin Durson , Human, 9 months, nephew
Bron Kelson , half-elf, 2 month, Son, 2/26/6975
How does this household contribute to the kingdom?
Family.
Bron's Rest: Tavern, Inn, and Stables
Reflect on the last ten years.
My
father once told me that “things happen quickly and usually in the least expected ways”. Last census, I expected to be focusing on the tavern as I always have and hopefully be breaking new ground elsewhere. With the tavern, we had some stumbles in my lack of vision in creating new product and some harsh winters raising the prices for ingredients. We persevered and prospered, though I feel as if I’ve been set back. In an attempt to not sound so glum, I was still able to begin the process of franchising my tavern. Also, I’ve promoted my head server to management to allow myself more time. He has worked with me for some time and has shown great aptitude for the business; I feel that in time he’ll fill my shoes and then some as we continue to expand. Finally, I did have success in a new mead -- Moonlight, an intoxicating sweet honey mead with floral undertones.
Moonlight mead was inspired by the new light of my life and my now wife,
Jein. We met after she moved to
Jeff with her sister, Hecelina, and they visited the tavern. Admittedly, it was a busy night and I -- in my focus -- didn’t notice her. Fortunately for me, she noticed me and we had a chance to talk over the next few nights. I, for the first time, realized how much in life I’d missed. In the tavern business, you meet a lot of people, but they all eventually must go to resume their own life; the tavern business is a very warm greeting and a frigid goodbye every single night. Jein, my love, has warmed my life in ways I didn’t know I needed. I reminisce about our first real conversation under the stars. I swear she knows every constellation and could talk about each for hours and how I could listen for millenia or more. It was in that moonlit night that I knew that this tavern would become a footnote in my life.
By the next year, we’d make many more memories and spend many more nights under the stars. Within a year, I’d proposed and we’d been wed. I thought that day was the happiest of my life, until our son was born. We named him after my late father, who I know would have loved him as much as I do. He’s now 1 year old and as beautiful as his mother. The pregnancy was difficult for Jein, though she is mostly recovered. I was worried that my strands of fate were alike my father’s -- a single father with his only son -- but I am glad to have thought wrong. It’s really true that you don’t understand love until you have children. I’ve been blessed with finding the love of my life and knowing what it is to be a father.
My sister moved here after falling in love with the postman, Cedric. When he finished his five years of travel, he was granted a proper office in this growing small town. Mother and Father felt that Hecelina would be too alone living with a working man in a new town, especially if he ever had to take up a month of travel, so they forced me to move with her. I must admit that I originally did not want to leave the large town of Marduk. I enjoyed the sound of the carriages, the smell of the bake shop by our house, and the ever changing travelers. I had felt that Jeff, a town with only two main roads, would be boring, that every day would be the same. I feared that I would only find comfort in my sister and some terrible elderly neighbor who wanted to coax all the town gossip that she already knew from the family of the postman.
I was quite wrong. On the first day, after removing crate after crate from an uncomfortable carriage, Lina and I wanted to wind down at the tavern closest to our new home. It was there I saw the barkeep. I could tell instantly that he was not only handsome, but hard working and funny… or at least he thought himself funny. It was a busy night at the tavern, so I watched this man most of the night, hardly listening to my sister as she prattled about Cedric and their plans for the future. It was the next night that I worked up the courage to gain more of his attention. Asking him simply if there were ever a time he wasn’t this busy, he immediately told me he could get the next night off. As you could tell by what my husband has written, the first night was looking up at the stars. They are much clearer here in Jeff, and in the winter the constellations are reflected in the snow. I’m not sure how true this is for others, Lina says that the stars are the same as in Murdok. Perhaps it is just the great Selune letting me know that I am indeed in the right place.
As the father in law I will never know said, “Things happen quickly,” I spent most nights at the tavern. Kel didn’t let me take him away from his work every night, much as my younger self wanted to. I sat at the bar, I talked to him during the slow times and talked to residents and travelers during the busy times. I met Rheesa and she taught me all about Jeff and the surrounding area. Eventually I became a tavern wench and would close up the tavern with Kel. There were even some nights where I didn’t make it home. Lina would always raise her eyebrow at me, but Kel never did anything more than kiss me or occasionally feel me up before we married. It was seven turns of Skiti after I arrived in town and met the love of my life when he led me upstairs to a section of the tavern that had been typically reserved for large adventuring parties. On the wall he had drawn where he was going to put in a giant window for me. He told me that he wanted me to be comfortable in the tavern, that he planned to make it as much my place as it was his, and asked if I would be willing to marry him.
I obviously said yes, and in the coming months we planned a wedding. It was small, under the bright moon in the courtyard of Bron’s Rest. My parents made the journey here and were pleased with the man I had chosen to make my happiness with. I do wish they would visit more. Lina was already heavy with Hektor at the time, so she intrusively asked if I soon to be heavy as well. I must admit I was abit peeved at her at the time. She was very judgmental at the time. She’s better now, distracted with her two boys and gossiping with the other mother’s of the town. I’ve found it to be a bit boring though. There is only so much mothers who never go anywhere can say. While I am a mother who hasn’t gone far now, I soon will be.
I have been with Kel almost two turns of Holt now, and I am proud of his accomplishments. I’ve only just had our first son, Bron. It took some time to convince Kel to give me a child. He wanted to wait until we had built the new tavern in the new town. It was the terrible winter of last that, under the full moon of Skiti, Kel finally relented to trying for a child. We didn’t have to try hard, as I almost immediately began to grow heavy… or rather, immensely tired and then very heavy. The final months of my pregnancy are a blur to me, mostly spent trapped in a bed with the hums of the tavern below taunting me. I had known that pregnancy took a toll on a human, but I had never expected just how much. Despite how difficult it was, Bron and I were both strong through the whole ordeal. I’ve been on my feet for the past few weeks and it is such a blessing to be moving around again, even if Kell still refused to let me lift a single plate.
I love my son, he brings me and Kel much happiness. I can already tell by the way he kicks his feet and the way he holds his pee until the just right moment that he will be a rambunctious child. Kel says it’s probably his father letting him know how much of a troublemaker he was as a child. I would love to have more children, but I think Kel will make me wait far too long for another one. This will be fine though, as I will treasure every moment I get with my two boys until our family grows more.
Goals and plans for the next ten years.
These coming years will be a new experience. I’ve known how to run a tavern, inn, and stable, but I’m learning every day how to be a husband, a father, and a good man. I know I’ll do my best because I have to and more than anything I want to. I have pledged to ensure the safety, prosperity, and happiness of my love, Jein, and my son, Bron. We’ve talked about our future and will likely not remain in Jeff, instead pursuing the expansion of the tavern. We’ll likely move within the coming decade, though family life may force us to remain while I travel. Family is now my main focus, with the tavern coming second and I’m going to have to learn how to balance myself and my career. We’ve had talks of how big of a family we want, but things are still early. With the complications of the first pregnancy, we’ll likely take things slow. We’ve thrown around the idea of three kids, but as my father once said, “things happen quickly and in the least expected ways.”
The only thing I know for certain is this: I will do everything in my power to be the best husband and father I possibly can.
It is hard to plan for the next decade as I still struggle to plan a proper week. I have no idea how Bron will turn out or what changes will happen with the tavern life and where we will move to. I am excited to embrace this new journey of being a mother while helping my husband run his business.
I know that the tavern will need new sheets in the upcoming year. I know that my sister is likely to bring more children into our family. I hope I am able to do the same. Kel has agreed to at least two more children eventually, but I know that I want to give him more than that. He already knows what his life is like compared to a human span. I don’t want to leave him with a small family when I am forced to go before him. It’s probably too morbid to think, as I should have a comfortable seventy more years, and he will be just as aged as I am by that time, but it is hard to predict just how life will go.
My goal is to be happy, healthy, and full. I want to become a better wife, I want to raise my son, and eventual other children, to be great. I want to be happy with whatever happens in the years to come. I want to grow old with my husband and I want to travel with him as we find a new place to expand. I want to be understanding if I am unable to do that. I want to be as patient as Kel, but as demanding as Lina.
I would like us to travel to Marduk at least once a year so Bron and the rest of our eventual children have a good relationship with their grandparents. Perhaps I can even persuade them to move to this small town as well.
I know that it is unlikely that I will fill out the next census in this town. We don’t know where we will move next, but I look forward to whatever adventure awaits us, even if it is nothing like we have planned.
Any suggestions to make your town/region/kingdom better.
As always, continue to prepare for increasing trade coming from Charste. As a border town, we see a lot of travel between the two nations and I think it wise to ensure our future as nations is always profitable.
Attached to the Census is a rough blueprint of the tavern, inn, and stables. There is also a small portrait of Kelvos and Jein on what seems to be their wedding night. Kelvos is clean shaven with well-groomed short hair, dressed in an expensive suit. He’s carrying what is presumably his wife, Jein, dressed in a long flowing sky blue dress. Her straight, light brown hair hangs loosely and her bright emerald eyes are fixated on Kelvos. They’re both smiling and laughing, standing in a plain room in front of a large hastily-made window with the moon in stars looking down upon them.
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