The Village: Part One.

The Village: Part One.

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This roleplay is intended to be the first in a series of drama pieces charting the life and turbulent times of one English Village across the twentieth century. (Female and Male roles available)

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Introduction

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Love and harmony combine,
And round our souls entwine
While thy branches mix with mine,
And our roots together join.

Joys upon our branches sit,
Chirping loud and singing sweet;
Like gentle streams beneath our feet
Innocence and virtue meet.

Thou the golden fruit dost bear,
I am clad in flowers fair;
Thy sweet boughs perfume the air,
And the turtle buildeth there.

There she sits and feeds her young,
Sweet I hear her mournful song;
And thy lovely leaves among,
There is love, I hear his tongue.

There his charming nest doth lay,
There he sleeps the night away;
There he sports along the day,
And doth among our branches play.- Love and Harmony: William Blake. –


*The Summary*


This roleplay is intended to be the first in a series of drama pieces charting the life and turbulent times of one English Village across the twentieth century. Never leaving the village where set, this roleplay will cover births, deaths, love and betrayal, political events and upheavals and perhaps most importantly will show how the work force, rules, sex, religion and class of a bygone era helps shape our modern day views.

Beginning in the May of 1914, our story opens with Political tensions running high; little do people know that the clock is quickly ticking for the onset of what will become one of the bloodiest wars in history. Tresslington Village in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales is furthest away from hostilities, or so the villagers believe, no one could imagine the horror just around the corner which could rupture this idyllic way of life.


*The Villagers*


Thompson Family:

Fred Thompson: Head of the household, Fred has lived in Tresslington his entire life and the farm which he lives and works has been in his family for more than five generations. Since his wife death the previous winter he has become somewhat of a outcast in the village; he life has spiralled out of control. His farm has fallen onto very difficult times and his heavy drinking does not help the situation. With the recent death of his wife and struggling to feed his family Fred has reached utter despair, unsure what to do his drinking has increased and so has the violence and hardship he lays on his sons. TAKEN

Edward Thompson: The eldest son of Fred and Louise Thompson, he has recently turned nineteen, a head strong and handsome lad he has had a tough life. With the recent death of his mother, his father’s violence towards him and his brother has increased and so divides his time protecting his younger brother and trying to pull the family farm back from ruin. TAKEN

Theodore Thompson: Fifteen years old, Theodore has been forced to leave school by his father so he can work on the farm with his brother. He idolises his older brother with whom he gets up too many mischievous antics around the village; although he loves his brother dearly he is slightly jealous of the attention he gets especially from the girls in the village.TAKEN


Clarke Family:

Dr Haytham Clarke: Haytham Clarke is a the village doctor and is very well respected within the community due to his generosity with the poorer villagers. A life long friend of Fred Thompson it saddens him deeply to see the way he is spiralling out of control; considered honourable, Clarke does have a secret of his own, one that could ruin him. Although married, with children he was deeply infatuated with Louise Thompson to the extent of having an affair with her for many years, it is possible he is the father of the youngest Thompson boy. TAKEN

(Mother) Clarke: Second wife of Dr Clarke, Mrs Clarke is a stern woman whom some may even call silly at times. Once a maid for the Whittaker family, she moved up in status when she married Dr Clarke ten years ago and this caused a slight smugness within her. Step mother of Sara Clarke, she often finds herself clashing with the girl but does hold some affection for her as she could never have children of her own.

Sara Clarke: The only child of Dr Clarke and his first wife Dawn, Sara is very much the apple of her fathers eye. She is well educated, stubborn and passionate, traits her step-mother doesn’t really see as fitting and something they often argue over. Sara is a very caring and friendly individual who is often seen around the village helping her father with his patients. TAKEN


Whittaker Family:

Lady Edeva Whittaker: The matriarch of the house, she runs the household yet feels as if her authority is becoming increasingly challenged by her eldest son. Your typical Victorian aristocrat, she holds herself with a sense of superiority above those of a lower class. TAKEN

(Son) Whittaker: Now in his mid twenties, ________ Whittaker is becoming increasingly tired of his mothers traditional practises in running the household and had began to challenge her for authority. Unlike his mother he is not afraid of change and thinks it would be good for his family. He is a very politically savvy man and is not ignorant about Britain’s struggles with Germany; he is positive that war is just around the corner. OPEN

(Son) Whittaker: Just turned twenty, _________ is very much the dark sheep of the family. He enjoys drinking, gambling and bedding the pretty women in the village. He is very caddish and not very well liked by others, especially by the fathers of the young women. His behaviour can quite often lead to fights with other men.

(Daughter) Whittaker: Twin to the above, ________ Whittaker is very much a well bred lady. Pretty and strong-willed, she knows what she wants and is not afraid to speak her mind. She is protected by her brother and is very rarely let from their sight, so much so that she often feels suffocated. Her and Sara use to have a terrible feud, however recently the pair have struck up a friendship.
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Kennington Family:

Clara Kennington: Clara was married off at a young age to an elderly aristocrat who died from an influenza outbreak. George Kennington was a very wealthy man. In the four years that they were together, Clara was not touched by him once, for reasons that could scandalise their name. Now a wealthy widow, who has asked her brother to come live with her, she finds herself on the outside of the female circles who believe she is overstepping her role as a female by owning a large house and lots of land. The rumors have died down a little, now that James has moved in. A man in the house, even if he is 15, is better than no man at all. TAKEN

James Kennington: At fifteen James's is Clara's only brother although he was adopted into the family at age five. He grew up in their family's middle-class home. Clara was sent to girls boarding school and when she returned she was married and moved away again. James loves his sister very much, and is the only person who knows of her late husband's secret. But James has a secret of his own. He has always held dear to the fact that he is of no real relation to Clara. He has been fixated on her since she came home from boarding school and would rather kill someone than let them have her. James has a mother complex, a role that in his mind Clara has come to fill. TAKEN


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*The Rules*



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^Secert Word: Village Life
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"Ed, I have known you and Theo for such a long time, I wouldn't have it any other way," responded Sara, her tone soft and full of affection, which he took as the sibling-like love the two had shared for years now. It was a tone he hadn't heard in ages from anyone besides his mother and it made his stomach knot for a few moments in joy.

"I know...but thanks," he murmured softly under his breath as he pulled away from the hug. Edward removed his hands from his pockets and then rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, trying to pretend it was to wipe sweat off of the tanned skin, even though it was more of an awkward gesture to cover up the fact that he was flushing. Why did he suddenly feel like a little schoolgirl all of a sudden, blushing like mad? When had hugging Sara ever evoked such a response from him before? Thankfully, she did not bother him about it nor did she dwell on the embrace. Instead, she accepted his change of topic and responded.

"He is very well, thank you, and your brother?" Sara glanced around quickly before adding, "where is young Theo?" Ed, at this point, also looked around the field quickly, his brow furrowing lightly.

"Glad to hear that," he said, looking back at Sara. "Theo's doing well...though he still gets upset easily when father's yelling. Can't say I blame him though- the poor boy's been through enough this year." He sighed and lifted the plow once more to walk it the last stretch up to the top of the field, which wasn't too far from the small cottage. As he set the plow down, he looked back up to the house and finally noticed Theo. "Theodore!" he called, cupping his mouth with his hands. "Come here and take this basket from Sara inside!" With that, and hoping his brother would hurry instead of lolly-gagging, he turned to face the stretch of soil before him and gripped both handles of the plow. "C'mon, Benny...let's go, boy." He started to pull the whip out of its holder and cracked it sharply against the ground. With a loud whinny, Benny started an pulled the heavy plow forward, dragging the blade along the dirt and leaving a deep furrow in the ground where they'd eventually plant a crop. The strong Clydesdale pulled the plow along slowly but strongly, not stopping until they reached the bottom of the field and Ed had to turn the plow around to walk it back up toward the house.

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"That won't be necessary, Dr. Clarke. Josh and I will drive him home," responded Mrs. Kennington. In return, Haytham nodded and wrung his hands together lightly as he watched Tom being picked up. He truly hoped that man wouldn't act rashly and try working soon. If he ever planned to walk normally, or at least almost normally again, he would need at least at least two or three weeks of rest to let the bone fuse itself together. God forbid the man walked on it and offset the bone or, even worse, broke it again as it was in the process of mending.

Clara held out a small, blue pouch and smiled warmly at Haytham. Smiling back, he took the pouch with one hand and removed his glasses with the other. He wouldn't need them for now, at least. In his hand, he folded them up and shoved them into a pocket of his night clothes. In the other pocket, he placed the pouch of money. "Thank you very much, Miss," he replied, following her toward the door and standing in the archway of the entrance as they got into the car.

"Oh, Dr. Clarke," Clara suddenly added, stopping and turning to face him. "Hm?" asked Haytham, raising a chestnut-colored eyebrow quickly as he held the door open with the heel of his right foot while he stood on the ball of that foot. "I...Well, I thought that perhaps...That is, if you aren't busy...Perhaps you and Sara would like to join my brother and I for dinner on Thursday at out estate. Company would be very welcome". Dear Lord, when had he last been invited to another person's home for anything besides a house call? Haytham smiled lightly as he ran a hand quickly through his tousled locks.

"That sounds delightful," he responded warmly, setting his foot down and, instead, holding open the heavy wooden door with an outstretched palm. "I'm certain Sara would love that, too." His cheeks, unbeknownst to him were a very light shade of pink as blood rose to them. With his other hand, he waved to them. "Don't you walk on that foot, Thomas! It's a real pain re-breaking bones to set them!" That usual frightened patients enough to stop them from doing anything stupid whilst recovering. He waited until they were up and out of the short drive and on to the streets before retreating into his home and letting the door shut. Out of habit, he kept it unlocked, should anyone require his assistance, and made his way upstairs to his room.

Haytham's bedroom surely was a sore sight for eyes. It hadn't truly been cleaned since Dawn was alive. Instead, things had been shoved into corners or temporarily moved to other places in the house, such as the attic or the cellar or his study. Books littered any and all surfaces: his dresser, his nightstands, even a few shoe boxes had been converted into a make-shift stand for a few books on human anatomy. There were a few instruments here and there, strewn around in an "organized mess", as Haytham liked to call it. Though most of his home was pristine, Dr. Clarke had simply not been able to do anything to straighten up his bedroom. Maybe it was because he had no time or, maybe it was because he spent hardly any time in the room. As he pulled off the night clothes and held them before him, he finally noticed just how much blood he'd gotten on himself. Praying Sara would be able to get the stains out, he tossed the light blue night clothes into a heap and walked toward his wardrobe to pull out his clothing for the day.

From the mahogany chiffonier, he pulled out khaki colors trousers, a white dress shirt, and a brown vest. It was a nice, May day and so he decided against bringing a suit jacket as he dressed for the day. While fastening the buttons of his waist coat, he coaxed his weathered pair of dress shoes out from beneath his bed and slipped them on, tying them after the waist coat was on. Dressed and ready, he made his way down to the study to pack his doctor's bag with a plethora of instruments and medicines. If there was one thing he hated more than anything, it was being unprepared for a patient. In fact, he'd rather lug around pounds of extra supplies than not enough supplies. Zipping the bag shut, he slipped his glasses into a breast pocket and made for the door, which he locked behind him as he set off down the road to make a few house calls.

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Sara listened carefully as Ed spoke about his brother, she could see the protectiveness in his eyes, followed by the angry gleam as he spoke about his father "Theo's doing well...though he still gets upset easily when father's yelling. Can't say I blame him though- the poor boy's been through enough this year." She couldn't help but frown at his words; Sara had never been one for hating, she didn't have a malicious bone in her entire body, yet hearing the things Frank put his own sons through made her blood boil, couldn't he see that he wasn't the only one grieving for Louise!? Still, he was their father and she wouldn't speak out against him; she believed in redemption, but It would take a whole lot for Fred to make up for his behaviour these past months.

Instead of voicing her opinions, Sara released a small sigh "That's understandable..." She murmured lightly, before continuing "...you both have" Sara corrected. Ed was a strong man and she was proud at the way he was taking care of Theo, but she couldn't bare to think of the things he was repressing "You know I am here if you ever need anyone to talk to" she offered, knowing he wouldn't tell Theo or his father about what was troubling.

Ed's voice echoed across the field as he called his brother "it's alright" Sara smiled, shifting the heavy basket onto her other arm "I'll take it in myself and let you get back to your work...I've got to get going anyway, I am going to introduce myself to the new teacher" she smiled turning to walk back up the field; stopping mid track, she turned back to face Ed with a warm smile "remember what I said Eddy, anytime you need me, I'll be there."

With those parting words, Sara strode up the field and out of the gate. It only took her a moment to spot Theo back the cottage door, her smile brightened as she waved to the young lad "good morning Theo" she called across the yard, striding over to him with long graceful steps "how are you this fine morning?"

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"Theodore!" Eddy called from the field, finally noticing him. "Come take this basket from Sara inside." The girl, in turn, said something to Eddy before turning toward Theo.

"Good morning, Theo," Sara called as she approached him. "How are you this fine morning?"

"Never better," the boy lied with a tight smile. His eyes fell to the basket in her hand, and his forced smile turned into a full-on grin. "Is that for me?" he asked. "Honestly, Sara, I wouldn't be half as spoiled if you weren't around. Did I hear you say something about a new teacher?"

Teddy's thoughts turned to school. How he wished he could go back. He wanted to do something more than farming, and to do that he'd need a proper education. The longer he spent out of school, the farther behind he got, and the farther behind he got, the less of a chance that he would be able to go back to school.

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