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Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2016-08-02T01:33:15Z

Daxolotl:

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| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 21
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist's Guild Liaison
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
}}

''"Aetheric theory, applied through arcane geometries, makes for some truly spectacular results."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eye flicks over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her left eye is a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber. The right eye is badly-damaged and scarred.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She often abandons her thick-rimmed glasses in favour of an eyepatch, and usually carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

[[File: Hyrtwyda2.png|thumbnail|right|(Hyrtwyda without her eyepatch.)]]
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with red-orange highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Favourites'''</center></div></span>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, but she struggles against people or more determined creatures. Her greatest strength is her experimentation - combining arcane geometries with a variety of different magical techniques to produce often-dramatic results.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with other techniques to try and aid her allies. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply healing people, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

More recently, she has been making frequent trips to Ul'dah. Representative of the Arcanist's Guild and the Dufresne Bellworks confirm that she is employed as a liaison between the two organisations, for the purposes of sharing knowledge and expertise. The Arcanist's Guild has a vested interest in any knowledge of Astrology or Ishgardian magicks, while the Bellworks has an interest in the unique perspective and knowledge which Hyrtwyda can provide.

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''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?" - Merchant
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard tell she runs with pirates." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time." - Ul'dahn Trader
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it." - Arcanist

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with...nevermind." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on." - Maelstrom Representative

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again." - Gridanian Conjurer

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Wonderfully resourceful woman, and a delightful conversationalist to boot. I'd count on her for anything. And I do mean ''anything'', dear." - [[Eliane Dufresne]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, the two have begun spending a lot of time together following the loss of Hyrtwyda's eye. Hyrtwyda is highly protective of the young machinist, and has been seen with her in Ul'dah quite frequently over the past moons.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : A recent business acquaintance and a more recent friend, Hyrtwyda deeply respects Lady Dufresne, and believes that she has good motives and truly wants to help every person in Eorzea. Until she's given reason to believe otherwise, she will be an ally to the Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've had any dealings with the Dufresne Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2016-07-11T22:03:15Z

Daxolotl:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist's Guild Liaison
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
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''"Aetheric theory, applied through arcane geometries, makes for some truly spectacular results."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eye flicks over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her left eye is a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber. The right eye is badly-damaged and scarred.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She often abandons her thick-rimmed glasses in favour of an eyepatch, and usually carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

[[File: Hyrtwyda2.png|thumbnail|right|(Hyrtwyda without her eyepatch.)]]
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with red-orange highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, but she struggles against people or more determined creatures. Her greatest strength is her experimentation - combining arcane geometries with a variety of different magical techniques to produce often-dramatic results.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with other techniques to try and aid her allies. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply healing people, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

More recently, she has been making frequent trips to Ul'dah. Representative of the Arcanist's Guild and the Dufresne Bellworks confirm that she is employed as a liaison between the two organisations, for the purposes of sharing knowledge and expertise. The Arcanist's Guild has a vested interest in any knowledge of Astrology or Ishgardian magicks, while the Bellworks has an interest in the unique perspective and knowledge which Hyrtwyda can provide.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Rumours''</center></div></span></h3>
''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?" - Merchant
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard tell she runs with pirates." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time." - Ul'dahn Trader
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it." - Arcanist

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with...nevermind." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on." - Maelstrom Representative

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again." - Gridanian Conjurer

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Wonderfully resourceful woman, and a delightful conversationalist to boot. I'd count on her for anything. And I do mean ''anything'', dear." - [[Eliane Dufresne]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, the two have begun spending a lot of time together following the loss of Hyrtwyda's eye. Hyrtwyda is highly protective of the young machinist, and has been seen with her in Ul'dah quite frequently over the past moons.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : A recent business acquaintance and a more recent friend, Hyrtwyda deeply respects Lady Dufresne, and believes that she has good motives and truly wants to help every person in Eorzea. Until she's given reason to believe otherwise, she will be an ally to the Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've had any dealings with the Dufresne Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2016-06-17T16:02:25Z

Daxolotl: /* Present Day */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist's Guild Liaison
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
}}

''"No, officer, I'm afraid I was in the guild at the time. But I wish you the best of luck in your investigation."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eye flicks over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her left eye is a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber. The right eye is badly-damaged and scarred.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She often abandons her thick-rimmed glasses in favour of an eyepatch, and usually carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

[[File: Hyrtwyda2.png|thumbnail|right|(Hyrtwyda without her eyepatch.)]]
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with red-orange highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, and debilitating spells can leave people unable or unwilling to fight. She prefers not to kill people, and thus tends to afflict them with all manner of spells from every school of magic she knows, along with a poison vial or two. A frozen pirate with blurred vision, a fever, a hacking cough, weakened muscles, wind magic cutting into his skin and paralysing poison thrown into his face isn't going to be feeling particularly aggressive. Debilitate, not kill, is her primary strategy.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with techniques to magically shield them from harm. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
::<spoiler>
Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
::<spoiler>
Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply healing people, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

More recently, she has been making frequent trips to Ul'dah. Representative of the Arcanist's Guild and the Dufresne Bellworks confirm that she is employed as a liaison between the two organisations, for the purposes of sharing knowledge and expertise. The Arcanist's Guild has a vested interest in any knowledge of Astrology or Ishgardian magicks, while the Bellworks has an interest in the unique perspective and knowledge which Hyrtwyda can provide.

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''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?" - Merchant
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard tell she runs with pirates." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time." - Ul'dahn Trader
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it." - Arcanist

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with...nevermind." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on." - Maelstrom Representative

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again." - Gridanian Conjurer

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Wonderfully resourceful woman, and a delightful conversationalist to boot. I'd count on her for anything. And I do mean ''anything'', dear." - [[Eliane Dufresne]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, the two have begun spending a lot of time together following the loss of Hyrtwyda's eye. Hyrtwyda is highly protective of the young machinist, and has been seen with her in Ul'dah quite frequently over the past moons.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : A recent business acquaintance and a more recent friend, Hyrtwyda deeply respects Lady Dufresne, and believes that she has good motives and truly wants to help every person in Eorzea. Until she's given reason to believe otherwise, she will be an ally to the Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've had any dealings with the Dufresne Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2016-05-29T12:10:42Z

Daxolotl: /* Appearance */

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| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist's Guild Liaison
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
}}

''"No, officer, I'm afraid I was in the guild at the time. But I wish you the best of luck in your investigation."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eye flicks over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her left eye is a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber. The right eye is badly-damaged and scarred.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She often abandons her thick-rimmed glasses in favour of an eyepatch, and usually carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

[[File: Hyrtwyda2.png|thumbnail|right|(Hyrtwyda without her eyepatch.)]]
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with red-orange highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Dislikes'''</center></div></span>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, and debilitating spells can leave people unable or unwilling to fight. She prefers not to kill people, and thus tends to afflict them with all manner of spells from every school of magic she knows, along with a poison vial or two. A frozen pirate with blurred vision, a fever, a hacking cough, weakened muscles, wind magic cutting into his skin and paralysing poison thrown into his face isn't going to be feeling particularly aggressive. Debilitate, not kill, is her primary strategy.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with techniques to magically shield them from harm. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply healing people, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

More recently, she has been making frequent trips to Ul'dah. Representative of the Arcanist's Guild and the Dufresne Bellworks confirm that she is employed as a liaison between the two organisations, for the purposes of sharing knowledge and expertise. The Arcanist's Guild has a vested interest in any knowledge of Astrology or Ishgardian magicks, while the Bellworks has an interest in the unique perspective and knowledge which Hyrtwyda can provide.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Rumours''</center></div></span></h3>
''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?" - Merchant
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard tell she runs with pirates." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time." - Ul'dahn Trader
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it." - Arcanist

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with...nevermind." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on." - Maelstrom Representative

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again." - Gridanian Conjurer

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Wonderfully resourceful woman, and a delightful conversationalist to boot. I'd count on her for anything. And I do mean ''anything'', dear." - [[Eliane Dufresne]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, Hyrtwyda is never quite sure of how to describe Victoria. For lack of a better phrase, the girl intrigues her. A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a cute Midlander, Hyrtwyda's thoughts have been resting on the young machinist more than she cares to admit.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : A recent business acquaintance, Hyrtwyda deeply respects Lady Dufresne, and believes that she has good motives and truly wants to help every person in Eorzea. Until she's given reason to believe otherwise, she will be an ally to the Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've had any dealings with the Dufresne Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2016-05-29T12:08:53Z

Daxolotl: Added picture of Hyrtwyda

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| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
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| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist's Guild Liaison
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
}}

''"No, officer, I'm afraid I was in the guild at the time. But I wish you the best of luck in your investigation."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eyes flick over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her eyes are a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She is near-permanently adorned with thick-rimmed glasses, and often carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

[[File: Hyrtwyda2.png|thumbnail|right|(Hyrtwyda without her eyepatch.)]]
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with red-orange highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, and debilitating spells can leave people unable or unwilling to fight. She prefers not to kill people, and thus tends to afflict them with all manner of spells from every school of magic she knows, along with a poison vial or two. A frozen pirate with blurred vision, a fever, a hacking cough, weakened muscles, wind magic cutting into his skin and paralysing poison thrown into his face isn't going to be feeling particularly aggressive. Debilitate, not kill, is her primary strategy.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with techniques to magically shield them from harm. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply healing people, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

More recently, she has been making frequent trips to Ul'dah. Representative of the Arcanist's Guild and the Dufresne Bellworks confirm that she is employed as a liaison between the two organisations, for the purposes of sharing knowledge and expertise. The Arcanist's Guild has a vested interest in any knowledge of Astrology or Ishgardian magicks, while the Bellworks has an interest in the unique perspective and knowledge which Hyrtwyda can provide.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Rumours''</center></div></span></h3>
''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?" - Merchant
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard tell she runs with pirates." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time." - Ul'dahn Trader
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it." - Arcanist

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with...nevermind." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on." - Maelstrom Representative

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again." - Gridanian Conjurer

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Wonderfully resourceful woman, and a delightful conversationalist to boot. I'd count on her for anything. And I do mean ''anything'', dear." - [[Eliane Dufresne]]
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Relations''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, Hyrtwyda is never quite sure of how to describe Victoria. For lack of a better phrase, the girl intrigues her. A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a cute Midlander, Hyrtwyda's thoughts have been resting on the young machinist more than she cares to admit.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : A recent business acquaintance, Hyrtwyda deeply respects Lady Dufresne, and believes that she has good motives and truly wants to help every person in Eorzea. Until she's given reason to believe otherwise, she will be an ally to the Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've had any dealings with the Dufresne Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

File:Hyrtwyda2.png

2016-05-29T12:08:20Z

Daxolotl:

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2016-05-29T12:05:30Z

Daxolotl: Daxolotl uploaded a new version of "File:Hyrtwyda1.png"

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2016-05-18T10:28:15Z

Daxolotl: /* Physical Appearance */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist's Guild Liaison
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
}}

''"No, officer, I'm afraid I was in the guild at the time. But I wish you the best of luck in your investigation."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eyes flick over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her eyes are a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She is near-permanently adorned with thick-rimmed glasses, and often carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with red-orange highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Dislikes'''</center></div></span>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, and debilitating spells can leave people unable or unwilling to fight. She prefers not to kill people, and thus tends to afflict them with all manner of spells from every school of magic she knows, along with a poison vial or two. A frozen pirate with blurred vision, a fever, a hacking cough, weakened muscles, wind magic cutting into his skin and paralysing poison thrown into his face isn't going to be feeling particularly aggressive. Debilitate, not kill, is her primary strategy.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with techniques to magically shield them from harm. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply healing people, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

More recently, she has been making frequent trips to Ul'dah. Representative of the Arcanist's Guild and the Dufresne Bellworks confirm that she is employed as a liaison between the two organisations, for the purposes of sharing knowledge and expertise. The Arcanist's Guild has a vested interest in any knowledge of Astrology or Ishgardian magicks, while the Bellworks has an interest in the unique perspective and knowledge which Hyrtwyda can provide.

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''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?" - Merchant
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard tell she runs with pirates." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time." - Ul'dahn Trader
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it." - Arcanist

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with...nevermind." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on." - Maelstrom Representative

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again." - Gridanian Conjurer

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Wonderfully resourceful woman, and a delightful conversationalist to boot. I'd count on her for anything. And I do mean ''anything'', dear." - [[Eliane Dufresne]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, Hyrtwyda is never quite sure of how to describe Victoria. For lack of a better phrase, the girl intrigues her. A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a cute Midlander, Hyrtwyda's thoughts have been resting on the young machinist more than she cares to admit.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : A recent business acquaintance, Hyrtwyda deeply respects Lady Dufresne, and believes that she has good motives and truly wants to help every person in Eorzea. Until she's given reason to believe otherwise, she will be an ally to the Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've had any dealings with the Dufresne Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

Eliane Dufresne

2016-05-08T23:13:59Z

Daxolotl: /* Player Character Rumors */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Eliane Dufresne
| image = ElliePortrait4.jpg
| title = 'Fate, my dear, is merely a suggestion.'
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ishgard
| race = Elezen
| clan = Wildwood
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 27
| stat_2 = Height
| stat_2_value = 6’5”
| server = Balmung
| stat_3 = Time Zone
| stat_3_value = Mountain (GMT-7 Standard)
}}

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Basic Info</div>===
'''Eliane Dufresne''' (pronounced ''Ay-yan Du-frain'') is the elder of a pair of twins born to Baron Emmereaux Dufresne and his wife, the Baroness Olivie, both lesser nobles of Ishgard. Having beaten her brother [[Juleaux|Juleaux Dufresne]] out of the womb by a whole two hours, Eliane won the position of heiress and currently runs the Dufresne Bellworks in the wake of her father’s recent retirement. Although the family business consumes much of her time, she moonlights at the Athenaeum Astrologicum, where she passionately studies the stars.

Because the Dufresnes are “new money” where Ishgardian nobility is concerned, Eliane is armed with rampant idealism and is determined to use her power and the family fortune to do good in the world. Philanthropy is hardly profitable, however, and now that Ishgard has opened to trade – and competition – with Ul’dah, she is beginning to rapidly learn the hard way that it’s the sharks who survive in the business world.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Hot drinks, most notably black tea, hot cocoa, and coffee loaded with cream
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> A good vintage wine
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rambling (in the Victorian Romantic sense; not excessive talking)
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Tinkering and toys
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Theatre, especially opera
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Tourneys, jousts, and tests of skill
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quick wits and wordplay

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Poor manners, deliberate foulness or rudeness, potty humor
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Machisimo, strutting, or overly violent behavior
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Bugs, any and all
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> ...clowns

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Confit de Canard, or anything with duck
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Red wine
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Ruins of the Quickspill Delta, Dravanian Hinterlands
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': White
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Cats

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Eliane has proven exceptional at dousing, the act of real-time scrying and seeing seconds, even minutes into the immediate future. In times of conflict, she has always put business aside to help the Athenaeum Astrologicum track the Horde’s incoming movements.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Like any Astrologian, Eliane is an adept at tarot reading and will give anyone a reading if they ask.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She is actually a decent actress, and is not half bad at her own dramatic performances. More commonly, however, she uses this ability socially and politically, and has proven an adept player of "Pillars games".
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She is a voracious reader if ever she has a spare moment, and consumes any fantasies and fictions she can find, having an insatiable weakness for escapism.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Though she cooks only as a hobby, her meals have gained her a few fans, and it would appear she has the potential to make a half-decent chef if she ever committed to it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She's fairly accomplished with her hands, and is capable of assembling all sorts of simple clockwork gadgets. She loves to study automata as a whole, though rarely has the time to make it anything more than a hobby.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Appearance</div>===
Eliane is on the shorter end of the Elezen spectrum, sharing a height with most Highlander women. Although sporting more curvature than the average female of her race, she nevertheless cuts an elegant figure and moves with dignity and grace. Her features might be best described as ‘fey’, her long, wavy hair helping to frame rather pert facial features. Her eyes are a pale green and framed by thick lashes; they stand in pleasing contrast to her crimson hair and creamy skin. Always a stickler for appearance, Ellie typically wears light makeup and has a fondness for dresses. There is rarely, if ever, a speck of dust on her or a hair out of place. Ironically, everything else of hers – from her workspace to her room – is always a disastrous mess.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Personality</div>===
[[File: Elliegant2.jpg|thumb|left]]Vivacious, gregarious, and relentlessly optimistic, Ellie will come across as pleasant to some and saccharine or even eccentric to others. She is well-mannered and polite, and will always treat others with respect and kindness until they prove to her that they deserve otherwise. Far from being a simple socialite, however, Eliane enjoys educated conversation: anything from arcane theorycrafting to politics and philosophy can have her talking and debating for hours. She’ll even talk shop with mechanics on rare occasions.

A life of nobility has given Ellie something of a vain streak. She can be overconfident and wanting for humility at times, and she will get salty fast if either her competence comes into doubt or her physical appearance is threatened. She enjoys gossip and material items a bit too much, and can easily come across as just another shallow blue-blood to those who do not know her. She has a tendency to take everything literally, and often overdoes anything requested or suggested of her,sometimes to comedic effect. Confinement to Ishgard and environs her entire life has left her somewhat naïve about the rest of Eorzea, and she doesn’t know quite as much as she’d like to think she does; her 'street smarts' begins and ends at the Pillars.

Nevertheless, Ellie does her best to improve when she is criticized and will be the first one to extend a helping hand. She will never ask anything of anyone that she is unwilling to do herself.

She also has a notorious weakness for girly things.

==Business Ellie==
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Though Eliane’s public demeanor is often quite pleasant, she’s another person entirely when it comes to business and politics, and her family affairs will always come first to her. Though considered tough but fair by her employees, most everyone else will call her a business shark at best and a bitch at worst. A micromanager, multitasker, and penny-pincher, Eliane refuses to let a single gil coin go to waste and has short patience for mistakes and lost productivity. She bargains hard, and is not beyond fudging grey lines to outmaneuver her rivals. As House Dufresne and the manufactory that made their fortune is a small fish in a big pond, she knows she has to play dirty sometimes to stay afloat, and rumors abound about some of the more questionable things she’s done in order to get ahead.</spoiler>

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Combat</div>===
Though she doesn’t get the time to study quite as much as she would like, Eliane is quite an adept magic [[File: Welkin2.png|thumb|right]]user and is skilled in the Sharlayan school of Astromancy. For the most part her talents lie in healing arts and in reading the future, but if cornered she will begin to fight back with gravity pulses or bursts of starfire. Those who are able to pin her away from her star globe may find a knife or two hidden within the folds of her dress instead, though this is by far her last-ditch defense.

Eliane is agile, but completely lacking in stamina. She rather wants for physical fitness and is actually a bit clumsy when required to exert herself. If forced into physical contact the fight would be over pretty quickly.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">History (Minor Spoilers)</div>===

==The Founding of House Dufresne==
Emmereaux Dufresne was the son of an accomplished Ishgardian goldsmith. His father’s trade instilled in him a knowledge of various ores, as well as a penchant for the then-budding world of clockworks and tinkering, both of which endlessly fascinated him. As he got older, he began to travel often to the Sharlayan city-state in an effort to increase his knowledge, and there met his wife, a skilled Astrologian by the name of Olivie. The two married at a young age and inherited the Dufresne business as a wedding present. The couple, unsatisfied with a simple goldsmith shop, decided to marry Sharlayan arcanima with Ishgardian ingenuity, and thus the Dufresne Bellworks was born.

[[File: HouseDufrense.jpg|thumb|left]]By this time Emmereaux had already grown into a cunning businessman in his own right but, backed by his wife’s readings, he became all the stronger. He made a series of fortuitous investments and secured mining contracts in lands outside of Coerthas in order to ensure he had no rivals for ore. As Isghgard began to move towards industrialization in an effort to better combat the Dravanian Horde, Emmereaux was quick to invest in such projects, including what would eventually become the Skysteel Manufactory. The investments paid off, and the couple’s fortunes steadily increased.

Common rumor has it that the Dufresnes made enough money through their business ventures to finally be able to afford land and eventually just bought their noble titles. A less common rumor suggests that Emmereaux was awarded a lordship for saving a vital Durendaire holding from annihilation by using his strange clockwork inventions. Either way, the newly-minted House Dufresne now proudly stands as one of House Durendaire’s loyal bannermen, and adopted the Great House’s bell sigil in part to show its gratitude.

'''The Bellworks'''

The Dufresne Bellworks is one of Ishgard's more active foundries. Able to work with a wide variety of metals, the Bellworks is specially equipped to cast larger objects: anything from drawbridge chains to church bells to the myriad of parts used in dragonkillers and airships. Most parts are then sent off the the Skysteel Manufactory for assembly, though depending on the order, some things can be assembled in-house. At times, the foundry will shift to the production of smaller items, such as bolts and nails, to help aid in reconstruction projects.

The Dufresnes are keen on acquiring their own ore to keep costs low, and most of the land they own is not farming land, but mines. With native Coerthan supplies drying up after a thousand years of war, the house is ever-vigilant for new sources, even those located well outside Ishgard proper. In particular, the recent push for mythril goods has Eliane scrambling to find a private source for her own.

Nearly all Bellworks workers are commoners, and by all reports they are treated fairly. A few younger sons and daughters from allied lower houses assist primarily in more administrative matters, though there's one or two who, like Juleaux, prefer a more hands-on approach instead. Curiously enough, many workers volunteer to undergo training in firearms, and help account for Dufresne's small cadre of men-at-arms. While Dufresne knights are sent wherever House Durendaire needs them, these machinists tend to stay close to home and help to man the walls in the Foundations instead.

==Growing Up==
Eliane Celestine Radelle de Dufresne and her brother, Juleaux, were born on the 22nd sun of the First Umbral Moon, 1552, a late New Year’s gift for a couple who had been trying unsuccessfully for years to conceive. From then on the twins were raised with strict oversight: they were given the best that money could buy, but they were also required to work for it, as Emmereaux and Olivie were ever-wary of the family’s humble roots being forgotten in the thrall of noble luxury. This proved equal parts advantageous and stifling. The twins quickly developed and matured, but they were railroaded into the plans their parents had for them. As they looked more or less identical in their youth, they often traded clothes and identities in order to assert some form of autonomy, each subbing in for something the other would rather not do. At other times, the two would swap identities simply for the sake of mischief and confusion.

Eliane, for her part, was shipped off to the Atheneum Astrologicum as soon as she was old enough to learn, and in her younger days followed closely in her mother’s footsteps. There, she learned reading, [[File: IdealFuture2.jpg|thumb|right]]writing, history, arithmetic, and, of course, the path of the Astrologian. It soon became apparent that she shared her mother’s gift for divining the future, if not surpassed it, and might have been at the top of her class had she the motivation for it. As it was, Eliane proved lazy and scatterbrained, and lived out her school days as a perpetual underachiever.

Hours not spent in study were spent with a governess instead. Etiquette lessons were met with fierce resistance (she would have rather been out fencing with her brother), until her first dinner party; afterwards Eliane became enchanted with the courtly world, and fancied herself a princess for the rest of her childhood. She voraciously consumed fairytales and fashion, and grew to love performing in all its various forms.

As Eliane began to move beyond her elementary years, her father began to bring her to the office and the foundry in order to groom her as his heir. He taught her intermediate metallurgy and engineering, and she discovered she had a love for all things clockwork, much as he did, but it was her brother who would ultimately become the specialist in both fields. Eliane’s world instead became one of numbers and politics, as her father showed her all the ins and outs of running a business and a noble house. By the time she was sixteen, she was even running some daily operations on her own.

Around this time, Emmereaux arranged for Eliane’s betrothal to Etinaud of House Toussaint. Though still a lesser house, House Toussaint was nevertheless larger than House Dufresne and, more importantly, held land that included a mythril mine. Eliane never made good on the promise, and the betrothal was recently called off, reportedly due to House Dufresne's support of Lord Commander Aymeric.

==Inheritance==
Each time life began to grow routine for the Dufresnes, a Dravanian attack on Ishgard’s walls would inevitably shake it up. The attacks eventually rose enough in frequency that Ishgard isolated itself, and thus the city state found herself in need of every man and woman she could muster. Juleaux and the Bellworks workers began to man the walls more and more, while Eliane and her mother spent more time in observatories attempting to help divine the Horde’s movements. For the first time ever, Eliane began to see friends and coworkers die.

[[File: FallingSnows2.jpg|202px|thumb|left]]Like many, Eliane turned to faith for comfort, and began to spend a sliver of time each night at the cathedral praying for her loved ones’ protection. Her sojourns eventually brought her into the acquaintance of an inquisitor named Alvere Renaud, who became a fast – if not unconventional and dangerous – friend. Like Eliane, Alvere needed someone to confide his troubles to discreetly, and to this day the two remain each other’s personal confidants. Whether or not that’s the extent of her relationship with him remains a mystery, and as it is they’re rarely seen together in public.

As things came to a head in 1572, several Bellworks workers whom Eliane knew personally left Ishgard under the pretense of surveying Mor Dhona and instead voluntarily joined the Eorzean Alliance for the Battle of Carteneau. The Calamity left them all either dead or missing in action, and thereafter Coerthas found itself plunged into the depression of perpetual winter.

The months following the flash-freeze saw a spike of desperation and heresy, during which Olivie attempted a forbidden spell to read the memories of a captured heretic leader; the spell backfired and dealt a telling blow to her own mind, and she has slowly been unraveling into dementia ever since. Not two years later, a steam explosion in the Bellworks foundry caused an equipment collapse that left Emmereaux paralyzed from the waist down. Now confined to a wheelchair (which he is determined to somehow automate), Emmereaux decided his close brush with death was a sign to retire and at last handed over the family business in full to his children.

==Present==
Eliane is now full owner of Dufresne Bellworks, her brother having departed Eorzea for Sharlayan, it would seem, for good. Recently, Bellworks machinists have made something of a name for themselves after their daring stand during the last attack on Ishgard, having helped man the walls until the collapse in the Brume. With the gates of Isghgard now open, Eliane has set her business loose upon the world, looking to expand it as much and as fast as she can.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Recent Events</div>===
When the gates of Ishgard were at last opened to outsiders, Eliane spent several moons traveling the breadth of Eorzea alongside her brother, exploring the land as much as she sought new business opportunities. This brought her into contact with a wealth of new peoples and personalities, and for the first time ever she made several lasting friendships.

However, late into the summer, one such friend disappeared under mysterious and frightening circumstances in the Pillars, an event suspicious enough to catch the Inquisition's eye. Eliane began to use her political prowess and several favors owed in order to help with the investigation and move past the church's red tape, without any trails leading back to her or her companions. At last, the efforts unveiled a lead, and the group discovered a gruesome laboratory where terrifying heretical experiments had no doubt been conducted. The group escaped with their lives, but days later, Eliane was captured and spirited away by the laboratory's owner.

Eliane languished in captivity for nearly a moon before at last she found a way to escape. Her friends came to her rescue, and she was brought home at last. Hurt by her experience, however, Eliane found herself too weak and scared to leave Ishgard, or even her home. She hired Arcian Martell on as a personal bodyguard, while Ser Martiallais Heuloix joined her house as a retainer to similarly protect her.

However, just because her experiences had hurt her did not mean she was about to give in. Eliane spent the next several moons training hard with Martiallais and Arcian, learning several modes of self-defense. Now armed with new skills and new confidence, she's determined to venture back out into the world, hoping to bring change to Ishgard all while continuing to increase the family fortunes. To this end, she has recently expanded the family business into Ul'dah, opening up a branch office for the Bellworks there. In the wake of her betrothal falling through with House Toussaint, she is now scrambling to find supplies for her growing company, and new hands to help her out as well.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Relationships</div>===

==Family==
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'''[[Juleaux Dufresne]]''' – There isn’t a soul in the world Eliane isn’t closer to than her own twin brother. Although she’s harsh on him at times and they bicker relatively often, Eliane loves Jules above all else and there’s not a thing in the world she wouldn’t do for him. She is highly protective of her sibling and is quick to visit verbal or even physical harm – even at the cost of her own fingers – upon those who hurt or trouble him.

'''Emmereaux Dufresne (NPC)''' – Eliane’s relationship with her father is mostly formal. He grows more conservative and falls deeper into the culture of nobility the further he ages, and his mounting obsession with tradition was beginning to force some distance between the two until the accident. More recently, however, he and Eliane have begun re-bonding over their shared clockwork hobby, and she has become determined to help him achieve his dream of a self-propelled wheelchair. Emmeraux loves and respects his daughter, and has full confidence that he’s left the family business in good hands.

'''Olivie Dufresne (NPC)''' – Eliane was always close to her mother in her youth, as the two studied Astrology together. Olivie loved to share stories with her and take her sightseeing, and had something of a weakness for spoiling her daughter. Their relationship has since been strained following Olivie’s failed interrogation, however, and Eliane isn’t sure how to feel about – or forgive – her mother using a risky and forbidden spell in so seemingly brash a manner. As Olivie continues to slide further and further into dementia, Eliane finds herself growing less patient and more distant from her – and hates herself for it.
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==Friends==
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'''[[Aramis Dumas]]''' - Although by all accounts this knight turned up in the Dufresnes' service from out of the blue, Eliane nevertheless appears to afford him a large degree of respect and confidence, even going so far as to place him in charge of the Bellworks' security. When caught in slightly more relaxed situations, the two appear to function as something of foils for one another, and often tease each other.

'''[[Arismont Juliembert]]''' - Eliane has recently taken on this naive Duskwight as something of an Astrologian (and etiquette) apprentice, although she seems to just genuinely enjoy his company as well. There's a part of her that's quite protective of him, but she tries to keep it in check for his sake.

'''[[Arcian Martell]]''' – Arcian was the first “outsider” Eliane met upon Ishgard opening its gates, and she found herself quickly charmed by the Highlander woman. These days Arcian stands as one of Eliane's closest friends and confidants, and Eliane often relies upon Arcian's life experience and relative street smarts to help prevent her from making mistakes in the world beyond Coerthas. Recent events have Eliane keeping Arcian close for some reason, and indeed Arcian appears to have been directly hired by House Dufresne for security purposes.

'''[[Graeham Ridgefield]]''' – A diplomat who as of late has been working closely with House Dufresne to not only improve La Noscean relations with Ishgard, but also to help the Bellworks acquire hard-to-get mining contracts in Vylbrand. Graeham never fails to surprise Eliane in one way or another, and she truly admires him simply for being a good guy. She enjoys picking the youth's mind on a variety of topics, and could simply talk to him about anything for hours. He's become something of her favorite tea partner.

'''[[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]''' - An arcanist who serves as one of Eliane's closest advisors. Eliane enjoys her wit and sense of humor, and counts on Hyrtwyda's street-smarts to help counteract her own lack of it.

'''[[Martiallais Heuloix]]''' -- No tarot deck could hope to divine a more uncanny destiny than that which has so far unfolded between Eliane and the knight, Ser Martiallais Heuloix. An unlikely meeting progressed into repeated excuses to see one another, and from there, a careful courtship. Well aware of the differences in their social status and cultures (not to mention the technicalities of Eliane's existing betrothal), the two kept their affection for one another largely private until very recently. To those closest to Eliane, it is no secret how deep her love runs for Martiallais, and she is determined to stop at nothing until they can truly be together -- either by elevating him somehow to the nobility, or, if need be, giving it all up to be with him.

'''[[Reima Awen]]''' – Reima and Eliane's friendship runs the gamut of archetypes. Sometimes they sit and gossip over tea; sometimes they share philosophy; sometimes they are confidants; sometimes they share advice; and sometimes, Eliane tutors Reima in the finer points of political games. In general, the two share a love for the finer (and, arguably, girlier) aspects of life, and an almost sisterly trust with one another. For her part, Eliane is quietly determined to one day transform Reima into a proper lady, and would likely shower the poor girl in dresses and jewelry if ever given the chance.

'''[[Riven Pendragon]]''' -- Eliane and Riven often ran into one another around the Observatorium, and there got to know one another over various drinks at the local tavern. As Riven began to advance through the ranks of society courtesy of her connection to her husband, Vahn, Eliane became somewhat protective of her, and now is determined not to let the newly-minted lady navigate the hazards of Pillars life alone.

'''Alvere Renaud (NPC)''' – An inquisitor who as of late prefers to travel with Roegadyn bodyguards. The most perplexing thing about Alvere is that nobody has anything to say about him at all, good, ill, or indifferent; its as though most do not even notice his passing. Nevertheless, he and Eliane are often seen in brief conversation during her visits to the Cathedral, and some Dufresne staff speculate that any time she cannot be found, she’s off to visit with him.
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==Acquaintances==
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'''[[Aronaux Farendaire]]''' -- A fellow Ishgardian noble who Eliane appears to have recently allied herself with. Although she gets along with the lordling well enough one-on-one, he appears to irk her when they're in common company together, resulting in all sorts of mischief from her end.

'''[[Brave Horizon]]''' -- Eliane is fascinated by the Hellsguard woman, who is the embodiment of everything Ishgardian culture is not. If nothing else, Eliane is hoping to absorb some of Brave's nonchalance by simple proximity.

'''[[Devereau Beauregard]]''' – A man Eliane cannot help but to admire for his sheer beauty. Although she’s a little wary of him due to his complicated relationship with her brother, he’s just so gods-damned ''charming''!

'''[[Evangeline Primrose]]''' - Although wary of Evangeline at first -- and of her motivations -- one night of drinking and speaking with her was all it took for Eliane to warm to her instead. Able to relax completely in her presence, and simply be herself, Eliane genuinely enjoys speaking with Evangeline and hopes to do so more often.

'''[[Kail Gerrad]]''' - A man who Eliane is, for whatever reason, hell-bent on forcing to sit down for tea. He seems to have a knack for bringing out her vulgar side -- such that it is.

'''[[Leon Greymoon]]''' – A mysterious miqo’te who helped Eliane and her brother settle into Cliffperch. Eliane knows that anytime anyone needs a helping hand, Leon will likely be there no matter what.

'''[[Roen Deneith]]''' - Though Eliane's only had limited contact with Roen, her exposure to the knight has left her intrigued. However, she seems to have no small amount of respect for the woman, and appears to be willing to help her at any time.

'''[[Striding Oak]]''' – A Hellsguard woman who helped Eliane set up an ‘away’ office in Cliffperch. Once she was settled in, Oak vanished; Eliane wonders what could have happened to make the woman always look so incredibly sad.

'''[[Trisselle Ganathain]]''' - Eliane has only recently come to know Trisselle, mainly through social events. Though she's not yet had the chance to sit down and talk with her properly, Eliane seems to hold a healthy respect for her, and even, it would seem, some inexplicable measure of gratitude.

'''[[Xanadu Mol]]''' -- Eliane appears amply skeptical of Xanadu, and they're on neutral terms at best, yet the lady seems to respect the work this Au Ra is doing alongside Ser Heuloix and is content to mostly leave her be...for now.
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==Neutral==

<spoiler>'''[[Dartanon Nobis]]''' – Eliane appears to have a complicated past with the former Judge Nobis. While she hesitates to comment on him, she does appear to afford him a begrudging respect, and she'll not hear his name spoken of poorly.</spoiler>

==Enemies==

<spoiler>'''House D'Monchette''' - Though so far as anyone can remember there's never been a historical grudge between House Dufresne and House D'Monchette, the former seems to have recently taken poorly to the latter and they are largely not on speaking terms. Whispers from those in the service of House Dufresne say they've heard Baron Emmereaux mutter more than once that he'll see the D'Monchettes destroyed -- though whether that be their reputations, wealth, or lives remains unclear.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Miscellaneous</div>===

[[File: Cowgirl.jpg|thumb|left|Out on a survey!]]

*It’s decently well-known that Eliane is nearsighted, and yet she’s almost never seen wearing glasses.

*A prank Juleaux pulled on her when they were still young has resulted in her being hard of hearing in her right ear.

*She has a room set aside at home that is filled to the brim with various clockwork gadgets, which she collects obsessively.

*She is known to suffer from migraines, especially if she’s been in study for too long.

*Although she wears earcuffs, they are not for fashion -- close inspection, in fact, will reveal them to be studded with over a dozen different linkpearls. Eliane is constantly wired and in continuous communication, and often lingering near her in a quiet enough place will yield faint snippets of conversation that she's apparently become quite adept at tuning out.

==In Her Satchel==
Unless she knows she’s going on vacation, Eliane usually travels light. At most times she only has a few items on her person:

'''Olivie’s Pendant''': A family heirloom passed down to Eliane from her mother, and to Olivie from her mother. It’s more of a little crystal pendulum on the end of a golden chain – both of obvious Sharlayan [[File: Specs2.jpg|thumb|right|Bespectacl’d]]make. Eliane usually keeps it carefully tucked away on her person somewhere, but can occasionally be seen using it in her Astrology.

'''Nymean Crystal''': A small shard of crystal taken from the floating ruins of Nym. Eliane has fitted it to a chain and now wears it as a necklace, carefully tucked beneath the necklines of her dresses. It appears to have enormous sentimental value to her.

'''Lab Assistant's Dagger''': Eliane now travels armed everywhere she goes, and there's usually more than one knife hidden in the folds of her dresses. She seems to prefer the use of a strange blade, however, oddly bland and sterile in comparison to the usual attire she caries with her. Those with magical ability who see it may be able to detect it's been enchanted somehow.

'''Wire-rimmed glasses''': She always has them on her person, carefully hidden. But she almost never actually wears them.

'''Medicine''': A small bottle of dried, compressed herbs to help with occasional headaches.

'''Deck of cards''': The deck will vary depending on where Ellie is at the time, and sometimes she’ll even carry more than one. She has a tarot deck for reading, a general-purpose Astrologian’s deck, and a custom set of rune-inscribed spell cards for travel. They’re all made of thick, custom hand-pressed cardstock, and are elegantly inked and painted by a clearly skilled artist.

'''Lipstick''': – She is never not wearing lipstick, and in the instance it gets smudged, she’s quick to renew it.

==Frequent Locales==
Predictably, Eliane is most often found in Ishgard. Her work takes her all over the city and there is no part of it she does not visit. She frequently visits the fortresses in the Central and Western Highlands in order to help see to their defenses as well.

She's been seen with increasing frequency in the North Shroud as well, and, should anyone be paying close attention, might see her coming and going from the inn in Foulgourd Float. She appears to be spending the night there more and more often.

The Bellworks' recent expansion into Ul'dah has her moving to and from Thanalan proper, although the tends to avoid Ul'dah itself if she can help it.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Mounts, Pets, and Companions</div>===
Eliane has three cats, all strays brought in from the streets. More often than not they are left behind at the Dufresne manor, to the mixed delight and chagrin of the servants there. However, one cat, a fat little spotted creature named '''Lune''', is smart and well behaved enough that Eliane will take her out and around at times.

At times, Eliane can be seen caring for '''Lutin''', a tiny owlet that was once her mother’s familiar, but now is often neglected by his former guardian. Lutin often helps her with speed-reading and spellcasting, and like most Sharlayan familiars, is intelligent enough to understand speech.

Every once in a while, she’ll carry off '''Philippe''', a red panda who [[Arcian Martell]] frequently babysits.

'''Brouillard''', a chocobo so-named for his gray coloration, has been with her since she was a child and remains her most trusted transportation for when she needs to travel. As strong and sturdy as any Isgardian-bred steed, there are few places he cannot go.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Rumors</div>===

==Common Rumors==
::* "Tsk. Upstart family of dubious breeding. The father got lucky and bought a title, that’s all.” – Ishgardian Noble

::* "The Bellworks twins? I’m not entirely certain they’re different genders. They swap clothes and identities the way I change hats.” – Ishgardian Merchant

::* "Smart girl, but naïve. She’s one of those who insists upon studying the Sharlayn school of astrology. She’ll never serve her country that way.” – Astrologist Instructor

::* "Catty and arrogant. Fancies herself marrying into one of the four great houses.” – Ul’dahn merchant

::* “Might be crooked like her brother. She’s been putting off her marriage for years.” – Ishgardian Noble

::* “She’s a workaholic, Miss Ellie. I see the light burning in her office at all hours. I don’t think she ever sleeps!” – Foundry Worker

::* “Miss Ellie’s going to be a crazy cat lady someday. I just know it.” – Skysteel Manufactory worker

==Moderate Rumors==
::* "You didn't hear this from me, but I've seen her coming and going at all hours in the company of a knight. A ''Duskwight'' knight at that. Sometimes they vanish for entire evenings." -- Pillars Night Watch

::* “She couldn’t hit the broad side of a castrum with those spells of hers. Absolutely incompetent magician.” – Travelling Thaumaturge

::* "Such a kind girl, and so pious! She goes to the cathedral every evening. Sometimes she’s there for bells.” – Elderly Lady

::* “Heard her betrothal got called off because she's been fooling around instead. Damaged goods, if you know what I mean.” – Ishgardian Citizen

::* “Her tarot readings and horoscopes are uncomfortably accurate. Never seen her flub a scrying. She can even douse in real time. She lets me cheat off her notes.” – Astrology Student

::* “Heard the family bailed out a Durendaire fortress once. Look what having friends in high places nets you.” – Limsan Trader

==Rare Rumors==
::* “Seen people wearing the Dufresne sigil taking folk out of the Brume. Mark my words, they’re all going to the mines.” – Forgotten Knight Patron

::* "She’s struck some deal with an inquisitor. Any time a rival gets in her way, she has him cry heresy and he takes them out.” – Ishgardian Noble

::* "Her heathen mother is a raving lunatic. Wonder if it runs in the family." - Ishgardian Noble

::* "The family has declared for Aymeric already. It seems to me they're trying to use the chaos and the common people in order to get ahead." - Ishgardian Noble

==Player Character Rumors==
((Feel free to add your own!))

::* "Ellie? Clever. Dead clever. Charming as anything, too. Has a bit of a ruthless streak, if I'm honest, but she's a good friend and a good person and I'll not hear otherwise." - [[Arcian Martell]]
::* "I have nothing but respect for her. Upon my arrival in Ishgard she was one of the few to not shun or distrust me outright." - [[Graeham Ridgefield]]
::* "Lady Eliane? Oh, she's exceedingly clever and very kind. I admit that I was a little...indimidated at first, but she's unlike any noblewoman I've ever encountered, and--well--she's taught me so much about Ishgard...and ''life''." - [[Reima Awen]]
::* "Confusin creature, she'd faint iffin ye cut a loud fart, but she'd stand her ground iffin a corpse got up and charged her. Handy in a pinch, jest don't mention tea round her...she never fergets tea." - [[Kail Gerrad]]
::* "Lady Dufresne. The company she keeps would be enough to hold her in high regard in mine eyes. But recently I witnessed her generosity to the poor and an unfaltering grace in face of callousness. What surprised me though, is her keen insight. I do not know if it comforts me or unnerves me." - [[Roen Deneith]]
::* "Lady Dufresne is a woman of intellect. She recognises when it's the right time to trade knowledge, ideas and goods, and she recognises when someone is wasting her time with empty promises. Luckily for me, I've yet to waste her time." - [[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]

=Annotations=
This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]] with inspiration taken from [[Kage Kiryuu]] as well.

Eliane Dufresne

2016-04-14T21:20:49Z

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| name = Eliane Dufresne
| image = ElliePortrait4.jpg
| title = 'Fate, my dear, is merely a suggestion.'
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ishgard
| race = Elezen
| clan = Wildwood
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 27
| stat_2 = Height
| stat_2_value = 6’5”
| server = Balmung
| stat_3 = Time Zone
| stat_3_value = Mountain (GMT-7 Standard)
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Basic Info</div>===
'''Eliane Dufresne''' (pronounced ''Ay-yan Du-frain'') is the elder of a pair of twins born to Baron Emmereaux Dufresne and his wife, the Baroness Olivie, both lesser nobles of Ishgard. Having beaten her brother [[Juleaux|Juleaux Dufresne]] out of the womb by a whole two hours, Eliane won the position of heiress and currently runs the Dufresne Bellworks in the wake of her father’s recent retirement. Although the family business consumes much of her time, she moonlights at the Athenaeum Astrologicum, where she passionately studies the stars.

Because the Dufresnes are “new money” where Ishgardian nobility is concerned, Eliane is armed with rampant idealism and is determined to use her power and the family fortune to do good in the world. Philanthropy is hardly profitable, however, and now that Ishgard has opened to trade – and competition – with Ul’dah, she is beginning to rapidly learn the hard way that it’s the sharks who survive in the business world.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div></span>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Hot drinks, most notably black tea, hot cocoa, and coffee loaded with cream
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> A good vintage wine
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Rambling (in the Victorian Romantic sense; not excessive talking)
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Tinkering and toys
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Theatre, especially opera
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Tourneys, jousts, and tests of skill
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Quick wits and wordplay

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>'''Dislikes'''</center></div></span>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Poor manners, deliberate foulness or rudeness, potty humor
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Machisimo, strutting, or overly violent behavior
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Bugs, any and all
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> ...clowns

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;"><center>'''Favorites'''</center></div></span>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Confit de Canard, or anything with duck
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Red wine
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Ruins of the Quickspill Delta, Dravanian Hinterlands
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': White
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Cats

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Eliane has proven exceptional at dousing, the act of real-time scrying and seeing seconds, even minutes into the immediate future. In times of conflict, she has always put business aside to help the Athenaeum Astrologicum track the Horde’s incoming movements.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Like any Astrologian, Eliane is an adept at tarot reading and will give anyone a reading if they ask.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She is actually a decent actress, and is not half bad at her own dramatic performances. More commonly, however, she uses this ability socially and politically, and has proven an adept player of "Pillars games".
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She is a voracious reader if ever she has a spare moment, and consumes any fantasies and fictions she can find, having an insatiable weakness for escapism.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Though she cooks only as a hobby, her meals have gained her a few fans, and it would appear she has the potential to make a half-decent chef if she ever committed to it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She's fairly accomplished with her hands, and is capable of assembling all sorts of simple clockwork gadgets. She loves to study automata as a whole, though rarely has the time to make it anything more than a hobby.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Appearance</div>===
Eliane is on the shorter end of the Elezen spectrum, sharing a height with most Highlander women. Although sporting more curvature than the average female of her race, she nevertheless cuts an elegant figure and moves with dignity and grace. Her features might be best described as ‘fey’, her long, wavy hair helping to frame rather pert facial features. Her eyes are a pale green and framed by thick lashes; they stand in pleasing contrast to her crimson hair and creamy skin. Always a stickler for appearance, Ellie typically wears light makeup and has a fondness for dresses. There is rarely, if ever, a speck of dust on her or a hair out of place. Ironically, everything else of hers – from her workspace to her room – is always a disastrous mess.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Personality</div>===
[[File: Elliegant2.jpg|thumb|left]]Vivacious, gregarious, and relentlessly optimistic, Ellie will come across as pleasant to some and saccharine or even eccentric to others. She is well-mannered and polite, and will always treat others with respect and kindness until they prove to her that they deserve otherwise. Far from being a simple socialite, however, Eliane enjoys educated conversation: anything from arcane theorycrafting to politics and philosophy can have her talking and debating for hours. She’ll even talk shop with mechanics on rare occasions.

A life of nobility has given Ellie something of a vain streak. She can be overconfident and wanting for humility at times, and she will get salty fast if either her competence comes into doubt or her physical appearance is threatened. She enjoys gossip and material items a bit too much, and can easily come across as just another shallow blue-blood to those who do not know her. She has a tendency to take everything literally, and often overdoes anything requested or suggested of her,sometimes to comedic effect. Confinement to Ishgard and environs her entire life has left her somewhat naïve about the rest of Eorzea, and she doesn’t know quite as much as she’d like to think she does; her 'street smarts' begins and ends at the Pillars.

Nevertheless, Ellie does her best to improve when she is criticized and will be the first one to extend a helping hand. She will never ask anything of anyone that she is unwilling to do herself.

She also has a notorious weakness for girly things.

==Business Ellie==
<spoiler>
Though Eliane’s public demeanor is often quite pleasant, she’s another person entirely when it comes to business and politics, and her family affairs will always come first to her. Though considered tough but fair by her employees, most everyone else will call her a business shark at best and a bitch at worst. A micromanager, multitasker, and penny-pincher, Eliane refuses to let a single gil coin go to waste and has short patience for mistakes and lost productivity. She bargains hard, and is not beyond fudging grey lines to outmaneuver her rivals. As House Dufresne and the manufactory that made their fortune is a small fish in a big pond, she knows she has to play dirty sometimes to stay afloat, and rumors abound about some of the more questionable things she’s done in order to get ahead.</spoiler>

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Combat</div>===
Though she doesn’t get the time to study quite as much as she would like, Eliane is quite an adept magic [[File: Welkin2.png|thumb|right]]user and is skilled in the Sharlayan school of Astromancy. For the most part her talents lie in healing arts and in reading the future, but if cornered she will begin to fight back with gravity pulses or bursts of starfire. Those who are able to pin her away from her star globe may find a knife or two hidden within the folds of her dress instead, though this is by far her last-ditch defense.

Eliane is agile, but completely lacking in stamina. She rather wants for physical fitness and is actually a bit clumsy when required to exert herself. If forced into physical contact the fight would be over pretty quickly.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">History (Minor Spoilers)</div>===

==The Founding of House Dufresne==
Emmereaux Dufresne was the son of an accomplished Ishgardian goldsmith. His father’s trade instilled in him a knowledge of various ores, as well as a penchant for the then-budding world of clockworks and tinkering, both of which endlessly fascinated him. As he got older, he began to travel often to the Sharlayan city-state in an effort to increase his knowledge, and there met his wife, a skilled Astrologian by the name of Olivie. The two married at a young age and inherited the Dufresne business as a wedding present. The couple, unsatisfied with a simple goldsmith shop, decided to marry Sharlayan arcanima with Ishgardian ingenuity, and thus the Dufresne Bellworks was born.

[[File: HouseDufrense.jpg|thumb|left]]By this time Emmereaux had already grown into a cunning businessman in his own right but, backed by his wife’s readings, he became all the stronger. He made a series of fortuitous investments and secured mining contracts in lands outside of Coerthas in order to ensure he had no rivals for ore. As Isghgard began to move towards industrialization in an effort to better combat the Dravanian Horde, Emmereaux was quick to invest in such projects, including what would eventually become the Skysteel Manufactory. The investments paid off, and the couple’s fortunes steadily increased.

Common rumor has it that the Dufresnes made enough money through their business ventures to finally be able to afford land and eventually just bought their noble titles. A less common rumor suggests that Emmereaux was awarded a lordship for saving a vital Durendaire holding from annihilation by using his strange clockwork inventions. Either way, the newly-minted House Dufresne now proudly stands as one of House Durendaire’s loyal bannermen, and adopted the Great House’s bell sigil in part to show its gratitude.

'''The Bellworks'''

The Dufresne Bellworks is one of Ishgard's more active foundries. Able to work with a wide variety of metals, the Bellworks is specially equipped to cast larger objects: anything from drawbridge chains to church bells to the myriad of parts used in dragonkillers and airships. Most parts are then sent off the the Skysteel Manufactory for assembly, though depending on the order, some things can be assembled in-house. At times, the foundry will shift to the production of smaller items, such as bolts and nails, to help aid in reconstruction projects.

The Dufresnes are keen on acquiring their own ore to keep costs low, and most of the land they own is not farming land, but mines. With native Coerthan supplies drying up after a thousand years of war, the house is ever-vigilant for new sources, even those located well outside Ishgard proper. In particular, the recent push for mythril goods has Eliane scrambling to find a private source for her own.

Nearly all Bellworks workers are commoners, and by all reports they are treated fairly. A few younger sons and daughters from allied lower houses assist primarily in more administrative matters, though there's one or two who, like Juleaux, prefer a more hands-on approach instead. Curiously enough, many workers volunteer to undergo training in firearms, and help account for Dufresne's small cadre of men-at-arms. While Dufresne knights are sent wherever House Durendaire needs them, these machinists tend to stay close to home and help to man the walls in the Foundations instead.

==Growing Up==
Eliane Celestine Radelle de Dufresne and her brother, Juleaux, were born on the 22nd sun of the First Umbral Moon, 1552, a late New Year’s gift for a couple who had been trying unsuccessfully for years to conceive. From then on the twins were raised with strict oversight: they were given the best that money could buy, but they were also required to work for it, as Emmereaux and Olivie were ever-wary of the family’s humble roots being forgotten in the thrall of noble luxury. This proved equal parts advantageous and stifling. The twins quickly developed and matured, but they were railroaded into the plans their parents had for them. As they looked more or less identical in their youth, they often traded clothes and identities in order to assert some form of autonomy, each subbing in for something the other would rather not do. At other times, the two would swap identities simply for the sake of mischief and confusion.

Eliane, for her part, was shipped off to the Atheneum Astrologicum as soon as she was old enough to learn, and in her younger days followed closely in her mother’s footsteps. There, she learned reading, [[File: IdealFuture2.jpg|thumb|right]]writing, history, arithmetic, and, of course, the path of the Astrologian. It soon became apparent that she shared her mother’s gift for divining the future, if not surpassed it, and might have been at the top of her class had she the motivation for it. As it was, Eliane proved lazy and scatterbrained, and lived out her school days as a perpetual underachiever.

Hours not spent in study were spent with a governess instead. Etiquette lessons were met with fierce resistance (she would have rather been out fencing with her brother), until her first dinner party; afterwards Eliane became enchanted with the courtly world, and fancied herself a princess for the rest of her childhood. She voraciously consumed fairytales and fashion, and grew to love performing in all its various forms.

As Eliane began to move beyond her elementary years, her father began to bring her to the office and the foundry in order to groom her as his heir. He taught her intermediate metallurgy and engineering, and she discovered she had a love for all things clockwork, much as he did, but it was her brother who would ultimately become the specialist in both fields. Eliane’s world instead became one of numbers and politics, as her father showed her all the ins and outs of running a business and a noble house. By the time she was sixteen, she was even running some daily operations on her own.

Around this time, Emmereaux arranged for Eliane’s betrothal to Etinaud of House Toussaint. Though still a lesser house, House Toussaint was nevertheless larger than House Dufresne and, more importantly, held land that included a mythril mine. Eliane never made good on the promise, and the betrothal was recently called off, reportedly due to House Dufresne's support of Lord Commander Aymeric.

==Inheritance==
Each time life began to grow routine for the Dufresnes, a Dravanian attack on Ishgard’s walls would inevitably shake it up. The attacks eventually rose enough in frequency that Ishgard isolated itself, and thus the city state found herself in need of every man and woman she could muster. Juleaux and the Bellworks workers began to man the walls more and more, while Eliane and her mother spent more time in observatories attempting to help divine the Horde’s movements. For the first time ever, Eliane began to see friends and coworkers die.

[[File: FallingSnows2.jpg|202px|thumb|left]]Like many, Eliane turned to faith for comfort, and began to spend a sliver of time each night at the cathedral praying for her loved ones’ protection. Her sojourns eventually brought her into the acquaintance of an inquisitor named Alvere Renaud, who became a fast – if not unconventional and dangerous – friend. Like Eliane, Alvere needed someone to confide his troubles to discreetly, and to this day the two remain each other’s personal confidants. Whether or not that’s the extent of her relationship with him remains a mystery, and as it is they’re rarely seen together in public.

As things came to a head in 1572, several Bellworks workers whom Eliane knew personally left Ishgard under the pretense of surveying Mor Dhona and instead voluntarily joined the Eorzean Alliance for the Battle of Carteneau. The Calamity left them all either dead or missing in action, and thereafter Coerthas found itself plunged into the depression of perpetual winter.

The months following the flash-freeze saw a spike of desperation and heresy, during which Olivie attempted a forbidden spell to read the memories of a captured heretic leader; the spell backfired and dealt a telling blow to her own mind, and she has slowly been unraveling into dementia ever since. Not two years later, a steam explosion in the Bellworks foundry caused an equipment collapse that left Emmereaux paralyzed from the waist down. Now confined to a wheelchair (which he is determined to somehow automate), Emmereaux decided his close brush with death was a sign to retire and at last handed over the family business in full to his children.

==Present==
Eliane is now full owner of Dufresne Bellworks, her brother having departed Eorzea for Sharlayan, it would seem, for good. Recently, Bellworks machinists have made something of a name for themselves after their daring stand during the last attack on Ishgard, having helped man the walls until the collapse in the Brume. With the gates of Isghgard now open, Eliane has set her business loose upon the world, looking to expand it as much and as fast as she can.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Recent Events</div>===
When the gates of Ishgard were at last opened to outsiders, Eliane spent several moons traveling the breadth of Eorzea alongside her brother, exploring the land as much as she sought new business opportunities. This brought her into contact with a wealth of new peoples and personalities, and for the first time ever she made several lasting friendships.

However, late into the summer, one such friend disappeared under mysterious and frightening circumstances in the Pillars, an event suspicious enough to catch the Inquisition's eye. Eliane began to use her political prowess and several favors owed in order to help with the investigation and move past the church's red tape, without any trails leading back to her or her companions. At last, the efforts unveiled a lead, and the group discovered a gruesome laboratory where terrifying heretical experiments had no doubt been conducted. The group escaped with their lives, but days later, Eliane was captured and spirited away by the laboratory's owner.

Eliane languished in captivity for nearly a moon before at last she found a way to escape. Her friends came to her rescue, and she was brought home at last. Hurt by her experience, however, Eliane found herself too weak and scared to leave Ishgard, or even her home. She hired Arcian Martell on as a personal bodyguard, while Ser Martiallais Heuloix joined her house as a retainer to similarly protect her.

However, just because her experiences had hurt her did not mean she was about to give in. Eliane spent the next several moons training hard with Martiallais and Arcian, learning several modes of self-defense. Now armed with new skills and new confidence, she's determined to venture back out into the world, hoping to bring change to Ishgard all while continuing to increase the family fortunes. To this end, she has recently expanded the family business into Ul'dah, opening up a branch office for the Bellworks there. In the wake of her betrothal falling through with House Toussaint, she is now scrambling to find supplies for her growing company, and new hands to help her out as well.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Relationships</div>===

==Family==
<spoiler>
'''[[Juleaux Dufresne]]''' – There isn’t a soul in the world Eliane isn’t closer to than her own twin brother. Although she’s harsh on him at times and they bicker relatively often, Eliane loves Jules above all else and there’s not a thing in the world she wouldn’t do for him. She is highly protective of her sibling and is quick to visit verbal or even physical harm – even at the cost of her own fingers – upon those who hurt or trouble him.

'''Emmereaux Dufresne (NPC)''' – Eliane’s relationship with her father is mostly formal. He grows more conservative and falls deeper into the culture of nobility the further he ages, and his mounting obsession with tradition was beginning to force some distance between the two until the accident. More recently, however, he and Eliane have begun re-bonding over their shared clockwork hobby, and she has become determined to help him achieve his dream of a self-propelled wheelchair. Emmeraux loves and respects his daughter, and has full confidence that he’s left the family business in good hands.

'''Olivie Dufresne (NPC)''' – Eliane was always close to her mother in her youth, as the two studied Astrology together. Olivie loved to share stories with her and take her sightseeing, and had something of a weakness for spoiling her daughter. Their relationship has since been strained following Olivie’s failed interrogation, however, and Eliane isn’t sure how to feel about – or forgive – her mother using a risky and forbidden spell in so seemingly brash a manner. As Olivie continues to slide further and further into dementia, Eliane finds herself growing less patient and more distant from her – and hates herself for it.
</spoiler>

==Friends==
<spoiler>
'''[[Aramis Dumas]]''' - Although by all accounts this knight turned up in the Dufresnes' service from out of the blue, Eliane nevertheless appears to afford him a large degree of respect and confidence, even going so far as to place him in charge of the Bellworks' security. When caught in slightly more relaxed situations, the two appear to function as something of foils for one another, and often tease each other.

'''[[Arismont Juliembert]]''' - Eliane has recently taken on this naive Duskwight as something of an Astrologian (and etiquette) apprentice, although she seems to just genuinely enjoy his company as well. There's a part of her that's quite protective of him, but she tries to keep it in check for his sake.

'''[[Arcian Martell]]''' – Arcian was the first “outsider” Eliane met upon Ishgard opening its gates, and she found herself quickly charmed by the Highlander woman. These days Arcian stands as one of Eliane's closest friends and confidants, and Eliane often relies upon Arcian's life experience and relative street smarts to help prevent her from making mistakes in the world beyond Coerthas. Recent events have Eliane keeping Arcian close for some reason, and indeed Arcian appears to have been directly hired by House Dufresne for security purposes.

'''[[Graeham Ridgefield]]''' – A diplomat who as of late has been working closely with House Dufresne to not only improve La Noscean relations with Ishgard, but also to help the Bellworks acquire hard-to-get mining contracts in Vylbrand. Graeham never fails to surprise Eliane in one way or another, and she truly admires him simply for being a good guy. She enjoys picking the youth's mind on a variety of topics, and could simply talk to him about anything for hours. He's become something of her favorite tea partner.

'''[[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]''' - An arcanist who serves as one of Eliane's closest advisors. Eliane enjoys her wit and sense of humor, and counts on Hyrtwyda's street-smarts to help counteract her own lack of it.

'''[[Martiallais Heuloix]]''' -- No tarot deck could hope to divine a more uncanny destiny than that which has so far unfolded between Eliane and the knight, Ser Martiallais Heuloix. An unlikely meeting progressed into repeated excuses to see one another, and from there, a careful courtship. Well aware of the differences in their social status and cultures (not to mention the technicalities of Eliane's existing betrothal), the two kept their affection for one another largely private until very recently. To those closest to Eliane, it is no secret how deep her love runs for Martiallais, and she is determined to stop at nothing until they can truly be together -- either by elevating him somehow to the nobility, or, if need be, giving it all up to be with him.

'''[[Reima Awen]]''' – Reima and Eliane's friendship runs the gamut of archetypes. Sometimes they sit and gossip over tea; sometimes they share philosophy; sometimes they are confidants; sometimes they share advice; and sometimes, Eliane tutors Reima in the finer points of political games. In general, the two share a love for the finer (and, arguably, girlier) aspects of life, and an almost sisterly trust with one another. For her part, Eliane is quietly determined to one day transform Reima into a proper lady, and would likely shower the poor girl in dresses and jewelry if ever given the chance.

'''[[Riven Pendragon]]''' -- Eliane and Riven often ran into one another around the Observatorium, and there got to know one another over various drinks at the local tavern. As Riven began to advance through the ranks of society courtesy of her connection to her husband, Vahn, Eliane became somewhat protective of her, and now is determined not to let the newly-minted lady navigate the hazards of Pillars life alone.

'''Alvere Renaud (NPC)''' – An inquisitor who as of late prefers to travel with Roegadyn bodyguards. The most perplexing thing about Alvere is that nobody has anything to say about him at all, good, ill, or indifferent; its as though most do not even notice his passing. Nevertheless, he and Eliane are often seen in brief conversation during her visits to the Cathedral, and some Dufresne staff speculate that any time she cannot be found, she’s off to visit with him.
</spoiler>

==Acquaintances==
<spoiler>
'''[[Aronaux Farendaire]]''' -- A fellow Ishgardian noble who Eliane appears to have recently allied herself with. Although she gets along with the lordling well enough one-on-one, he appears to irk her when they're in common company together, resulting in all sorts of mischief from her end.

'''[[Brave Horizon]]''' -- Eliane is fascinated by the Hellsguard woman, who is the embodiment of everything Ishgardian culture is not. If nothing else, Eliane is hoping to absorb some of Brave's nonchalance by simple proximity.

'''[[Devereau Beauregard]]''' – A man Eliane cannot help but to admire for his sheer beauty. Although she’s a little wary of him due to his complicated relationship with her brother, he’s just so gods-damned ''charming''!

'''[[Evangeline Primrose]]''' - Although wary of Evangeline at first -- and of her motivations -- one night of drinking and speaking with her was all it took for Eliane to warm to her instead. Able to relax completely in her presence, and simply be herself, Eliane genuinely enjoys speaking with Evangeline and hopes to do so more often.

'''[[Kail Gerrad]]''' - A man who Eliane is, for whatever reason, hell-bent on forcing to sit down for tea. He seems to have a knack for bringing out her vulgar side -- such that it is.

'''[[Leon Greymoon]]''' – A mysterious miqo’te who helped Eliane and her brother settle into Cliffperch. Eliane knows that anytime anyone needs a helping hand, Leon will likely be there no matter what.

'''[[Roen Deneith]]''' - Though Eliane's only had limited contact with Roen, her exposure to the knight has left her intrigued. However, she seems to have no small amount of respect for the woman, and appears to be willing to help her at any time.

'''[[Striding Oak]]''' – A Hellsguard woman who helped Eliane set up an ‘away’ office in Cliffperch. Once she was settled in, Oak vanished; Eliane wonders what could have happened to make the woman always look so incredibly sad.

'''[[Trisselle Ganathain]]''' - Eliane has only recently come to know Trisselle, mainly through social events. Though she's not yet had the chance to sit down and talk with her properly, Eliane seems to hold a healthy respect for her, and even, it would seem, some inexplicable measure of gratitude.

'''[[Xanadu Mol]]''' -- Eliane appears amply skeptical of Xanadu, and they're on neutral terms at best, yet the lady seems to respect the work this Au Ra is doing alongside Ser Heuloix and is content to mostly leave her be...for now.
</spoiler>

==Neutral==

<spoiler>'''[[Dartanon Nobis]]''' – Eliane appears to have a complicated past with the former Judge Nobis. While she hesitates to comment on him, she does appear to afford him a begrudging respect, and she'll not hear his name spoken of poorly.</spoiler>

==Enemies==

<spoiler>'''House D'Monchette''' - Though so far as anyone can remember there's never been a historical grudge between House Dufresne and House D'Monchette, the former seems to have recently taken poorly to the latter and they are largely not on speaking terms. Whispers from those in the service of House Dufresne say they've heard Baron Emmereaux mutter more than once that he'll see the D'Monchettes destroyed -- though whether that be their reputations, wealth, or lives remains unclear.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Miscellaneous</div>===

[[File: Cowgirl.jpg|thumb|left|Out on a survey!]]

*It’s decently well-known that Eliane is nearsighted, and yet she’s almost never seen wearing glasses.

*A prank Juleaux pulled on her when they were still young has resulted in her being hard of hearing in her right ear.

*She has a room set aside at home that is filled to the brim with various clockwork gadgets, which she collects obsessively.

*She is known to suffer from migraines, especially if she’s been in study for too long.

*Although she wears earcuffs, they are not for fashion -- close inspection, in fact, will reveal them to be studded with over a dozen different linkpearls. Eliane is constantly wired and in continuous communication, and often lingering near her in a quiet enough place will yield faint snippets of conversation that she's apparently become quite adept at tuning out.

==In Her Satchel==
Unless she knows she’s going on vacation, Eliane usually travels light. At most times she only has a few items on her person:

'''Olivie’s Pendant''': A family heirloom passed down to Eliane from her mother, and to Olivie from her mother. It’s more of a little crystal pendulum on the end of a golden chain – both of obvious Sharlayan [[File: Specs2.jpg|thumb|right|Bespectacl’d]]make. Eliane usually keeps it carefully tucked away on her person somewhere, but can occasionally be seen using it in her Astrology.

'''Nymean Crystal''': A small shard of crystal taken from the floating ruins of Nym. Eliane has fitted it to a chain and now wears it as a necklace, carefully tucked beneath the necklines of her dresses. It appears to have enormous sentimental value to her.

'''Lab Assistant's Dagger''': Eliane now travels armed everywhere she goes, and there's usually more than one knife hidden in the folds of her dresses. She seems to prefer the use of a strange blade, however, oddly bland and sterile in comparison to the usual attire she caries with her. Those with magical ability who see it may be able to detect it's been enchanted somehow.

'''Wire-rimmed glasses''': She always has them on her person, carefully hidden. But she almost never actually wears them.

'''Medicine''': A small bottle of dried, compressed herbs to help with occasional headaches.

'''Deck of cards''': The deck will vary depending on where Ellie is at the time, and sometimes she’ll even carry more than one. She has a tarot deck for reading, a general-purpose Astrologian’s deck, and a custom set of rune-inscribed spell cards for travel. They’re all made of thick, custom hand-pressed cardstock, and are elegantly inked and painted by a clearly skilled artist.

'''Lipstick''': – She is never not wearing lipstick, and in the instance it gets smudged, she’s quick to renew it.

==Frequent Locales==
Predictably, Eliane is most often found in Ishgard. Her work takes her all over the city and there is no part of it she does not visit. She frequently visits the fortresses in the Central and Western Highlands in order to help see to their defenses as well.

She's been seen with increasing frequency in the North Shroud as well, and, should anyone be paying close attention, might see her coming and going from the inn in Foulgourd Float. She appears to be spending the night there more and more often.

The Bellworks' recent expansion into Ul'dah has her moving to and from Thanalan proper, although the tends to avoid Ul'dah itself if she can help it.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Mounts, Pets, and Companions</div>===
Eliane has three cats, all strays brought in from the streets. More often than not they are left behind at the Dufresne manor, to the mixed delight and chagrin of the servants there. However, one cat, a fat little spotted creature named '''Lune''', is smart and well behaved enough that Eliane will take her out and around at times.

At times, Eliane can be seen caring for '''Lutin''', a tiny owlet that was once her mother’s familiar, but now is often neglected by his former guardian. Lutin often helps her with speed-reading and spellcasting, and like most Sharlayan familiars, is intelligent enough to understand speech.

Every once in a while, she’ll carry off '''Philippe''', a red panda who [[Arcian Martell]] frequently babysits.

'''Brouillard''', a chocobo so-named for his gray coloration, has been with her since she was a child and remains her most trusted transportation for when she needs to travel. As strong and sturdy as any Isgardian-bred steed, there are few places he cannot go.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #6688FF;font-size:14px;color:#FFFFFF;">Rumors</div>===

==Common Rumors==
::* "Tsk. Upstart family of dubious breeding. The father got lucky and bought a title, that’s all.” – Ishgardian Noble

::* "The Bellworks twins? I’m not entirely certain they’re different genders. They swap clothes and identities the way I change hats.” – Ishgardian Merchant

::* "Smart girl, but naïve. She’s one of those who insists upon studying the Sharlayn school of astrology. She’ll never serve her country that way.” – Astrologist Instructor

::* "Catty and arrogant. Fancies herself marrying into one of the four great houses.” – Ul’dahn merchant

::* “Might be crooked like her brother. She’s been putting off her marriage for years.” – Ishgardian Noble

::* “She’s a workaholic, Miss Ellie. I see the light burning in her office at all hours. I don’t think she ever sleeps!” – Foundry Worker

::* “Miss Ellie’s going to be a crazy cat lady someday. I just know it.” – Skysteel Manufactory worker

==Moderate Rumors==
::* "You didn't hear this from me, but I've seen her coming and going at all hours in the company of a knight. A ''Duskwight'' knight at that. Sometimes they vanish for entire evenings." -- Pillars Night Watch

::* “She couldn’t hit the broad side of a castrum with those spells of hers. Absolutely incompetent magician.” – Travelling Thaumaturge

::* "Such a kind girl, and so pious! She goes to the cathedral every evening. Sometimes she’s there for bells.” – Elderly Lady

::* “Heard her betrothal got called off because she's been fooling around instead. Damaged goods, if you know what I mean.” – Ishgardian Citizen

::* “Her tarot readings and horoscopes are uncomfortably accurate. Never seen her flub a scrying. She can even douse in real time. She lets me cheat off her notes.” – Astrology Student

::* “Heard the family bailed out a Durendaire fortress once. Look what having friends in high places nets you.” – Limsan Trader

==Rare Rumors==
::* “Seen people wearing the Dufresne sigil taking folk out of the Brume. Mark my words, they’re all going to the mines.” – Forgotten Knight Patron

::* "She’s struck some deal with an inquisitor. Any time a rival gets in her way, she has him cry heresy and he takes them out.” – Ishgardian Noble

::* "Her heathen mother is a raving lunatic. Wonder if it runs in the family." - Ishgardian Noble

::* "The family has declared for Aymeric already. It seems to me they're trying to use the chaos and the common people in order to get ahead." - Ishgardian Noble

==Player Character Rumors==
((Feel free to add your own!))

::* "Ellie? Clever. Dead clever. Charming as anything, too. Has a bit of a ruthless streak, if I'm honest, but she's a good friend and a good person and I'll not hear otherwise." - [[Arcian Martell]]
::* "I have nothing but respect for her. Upon my arrival in Ishgard she was one of the few to not shun or distrust me outright." - [[Graeham Ridgefield]]
::* "Lady Eliane? Oh, she's exceedingly clever and very kind. I admit that I was a little...indimidated at first, but she's unlike any noblewoman I've ever encountered, and--well--she's taught me so much about Ishgard...and ''life''." - [[Reima Awen]]
::* "Confusin creature, she'd faint iffin ye cut a loud fart, but she'd stand her ground iffin a corpse got up and charged her. Handy in a pinch, jest don't mention tea round her...she never fergets tea." - [[Kail Gerrad]]
::* "Lady Dufresne. The company she keeps would be enough to hold her in high regard in mine eyes. But recently I witnessed her generosity to the poor and an unfaltering grace in face of callousness. What surprised me though, is her keen insight. I do not know if it comforts me or unnerves me." - [[Roen Deneith]]
::* "Lady Dufresne is smart. She recognises when it's the right time to trade knowledge, ideas and goods, and she recognises when someone is wasting her time with empty promises. Luckily for me, I've yet to waste her time." - [[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]

=Annotations=
This Template was created by [[Deirdre Ta'ea]] with inspiration taken from [[Kage Kiryuu]] as well.

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

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| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
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| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist's Guild Liaison
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
}}

''"No, officer, I'm afraid I was in the guild at the time. But I wish you the best of luck in your investigation."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eyes flick over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her eyes are a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She is near-permanently adorned with thick-rimmed glasses, and often carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with orange-brown highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, and debilitating spells can leave people unable or unwilling to fight. She prefers not to kill people, and thus tends to afflict them with all manner of spells from every school of magic she knows, along with a poison vial or two. A frozen pirate with blurred vision, a fever, a hacking cough, weakened muscles, wind magic cutting into his skin and paralysing poison thrown into his face isn't going to be feeling particularly aggressive. Debilitate, not kill, is her primary strategy.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with techniques to magically shield them from harm. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply healing people, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

More recently, she has been making frequent trips to Ul'dah. Representative of the Arcanist's Guild and the Dufresne Bellworks confirm that she is employed as a liaison between the two organisations, for the purposes of sharing knowledge and expertise. The Arcanist's Guild has a vested interest in any knowledge of Astrology or Ishgardian magicks, while the Bellworks has an interest in the unique perspective and knowledge which Hyrtwyda can provide.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Rumours''</center></div></span></h3>
''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?" - Merchant
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard tell she runs with pirates." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time." - Ul'dahn Trader
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it." - Arcanist

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with...nevermind." - Limsan Local
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on." - Maelstrom Representative

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all." - Ul'dahn Alchemist
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again." - Gridanian Conjurer

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, Hyrtwyda is never quite sure of how to describe Victoria. For lack of a better phrase, the girl intrigues her. A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a cute Midlander, Hyrtwyda's thoughts have been resting on the young machinist more than she cares to admit.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : A recent business acquaintance, Hyrtwyda deeply respects Lady Dufresne, and believes that she has good motives and truly wants to help every person in Eorzea. Until she's given reason to believe otherwise, she will be an ally to the Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've had any dealings with the Dufresne Bellworks.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

Victoria Castle

2015-12-19T17:03:24Z

Daxolotl:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Victoria Castle
| image = Victoria_1.png
| imagewidth = 300x300
| caption = "I'm not anyone, really."
| gender = Female
| citizenship = ?
| race = Hyur
| clan = Midlander
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = Late teens to early twenties
| stat_2 = Height
| stat_2_value = 5 fulms, 5 ilms
| stat_3 = Weight
| stat_3_value = 130 ponze
| stat_4 = Occupation
| stat_4_value = Apprentice engineer and occasional delivery girl
}}

== Overview ==
By all appearances, just another drab and uninteresting Midlander.

Closer inspection unearths more questions than answers.

== Appearance ==

Imposing is not a word that could be applied to Victoria without a hearty, scornful guffaw immediately following. She's about five and a half fulms in height, all slender limbs, slim hips, and narrow shoulders. The word 'unhealthy' seems to click into place around her like a set of manacles tightened round a wrist. Her skin is the same sickly-white shade of a fish's pallid underbelly, and her washed-out grey eyes are perpetually underscored by bruise-colored smudges born of many stressed and sleepless nights. What nails she has are bitten ragged nearly down to the quick. Her hair is sandy blonde and cropped short.

Victoria's features have enough definition to make themselves known, but the soft angles of her face give away her youth, despite the marks indicating that she's been through some form of accident or ordeal. Her face, hands, and upper body are spattered with what seem to be shrapnel scars. One in particular streaks across her nose, another splits her left eyebrow a third of the way from its end, and the top of her left ear is nicked and tattered.

=== Personality ===

Victoria seems to be an extremely anxious person. She's prone to shrinking from conflict or dogged inquiry, cringing away from perceived aggression as though she expects violence. She flinches when touched and pulls away from physical contact as soon as possible.

When asked about herself or what happened to her face, her answers are vague and evasive. If pressed, she will simply insist that she doesn't warrant any extensive interest, or really any interest at all. She is, in her own words, not anyone.

Any verbal misstep or other variety of blunder ends up inevitably followed by a mumbled apology. She seems to expect the worst possible outcome as a penalty for her mistakes. All in all, she apparently strives to avoid any serious scrutiny.

== Combat ==

If questioned about her abilities, Victoria will swear up and down that she cannot fight.

Despite her protestations, she does seem to have some degree of familiarity with the firearms that occasionally pass through her workplace.

== History ==

A blank slate, or so it seems.

No criminal record, no guild membership, not even a bar tab. Questioning the average hyur on the street yields nothing but shrugs and confused looks, and digging into census and citizenship records of any of the three Eorzean city-states reveals that no one by the name of Victoria Castle technically exists before 1579. On paper, she is almost a nonentity.

The fact remains that despite a near-total lack of documentation, there is someone by that name currently in Ul'dah.

== Relationships ==
::*'''Zwynskaet Waekahtynsyn''' (NPC) Her boss, the seemingly-out-of-place Sea Wolf owner of Waekahtynsyn Arms & Engineering. While canny enough to own a small but fairly successful shop near the Sapphire Avenue Exchange, he's a curmudgeonly old bastard and thus not terribly inclined to answer any probing questions about one of his few employees without a strong incentive.

== Rumors ==

=== Common Rumors ===
::*"Who?"
::*"No idea who you're talkin' about, mate."
::*"Don't you have someone else to pester with pointless questions? Be off with you."

=== Moderate Rumors ===
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=== Rare Rumors ===
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=== Player Rumors ===
::*"Quite a few scars on her - whoever patched her up must have been a pretty skilled chirurgeon." - [[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]

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Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2015-12-18T10:26:39Z

Daxolotl: /* Present Day */

{{Infobox-character
| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist Student
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
}}

''"No, officer, I'm afraid I was in the guild at the time. But I wish you the best of luck in your investigation."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eyes flick over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her eyes are a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She is near-permanently adorned with thick-rimmed glasses, and often carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with orange-brown highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, and debilitating spells can leave people unable or unwilling to fight. She prefers not to kill people, and thus tends to afflict them with all manner of spells from every school of magic she knows, along with a poison vial or two. A frozen pirate with blurred vision, a fever, a hacking cough, weakened muscles, wind magic cutting into his skin and paralysing poison thrown into his face isn't going to be feeling particularly aggressive. Debilitate, not kill, is her primary strategy.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with techniques to magically shield them from harm. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply helping people with splinters, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

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''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard she runs with pirates or some such."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with…nevermind."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all."
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again."

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: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, Hyrtwyda is never quite sure of how to describe Victoria. For lack of a better phrase, the girl intrigues her. A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a cute Midlander, Hyrtwyda's thoughts have been resting on the young machinist more than she cares to admit.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> …if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

Arcian Martell

2015-12-17T19:25:38Z

Daxolotl:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Arcian Martell
| image = Shot2.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ala Mhigan, technically speaking.
| race = Hyur
| clan = Highlander
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 25
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Bodyguard
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Egilhard Martell (Father)

Sieglinde "Redhands" Martell (Mother, deceased)

Ragnhild Richter (Sister)

Gerlach Richter (Brother-in-law)

Eydis Richter (Niece)

Lothar Richter (Nephew)

Asta Martell (Sister)

Solveig Martell (Sister, estranged)
}}

''"What, you want something witty? From me? Think you're asking the wrong person."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A friendly oaf, and nothing more - at least, at first glance. On the surface, Arcian seems to be naught but a fairly good-natured Highlander of no real note. This, however, is not entirely accurate; she has brains to go with her brawn, though she takes pains not to reveal the extent of her perceptiveness and competence. The finesse and savagery she learned during her time in the Ala Mhigan Resistance still remains, though cloaked by good humor and carefully contained.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Arcian cuts an imposing figure even among her fellow Highlanders. She easily passes the six-fulm mark and towers over most other Hyur women. Broad-shouldered and well-muscled, she looks as though she'd be best suited to delivering beatings to unruly drunks, or perhaps breaking kneecaps for a moneylender. Hers is a strong-featured face, with a chiseled jawline, generous lips, and a nose that seems to have been broken at least once. Shaggy blonde hair frames her face, not long enough to even touch the collar of her shirt. With her somewhat masculine build, relatively flat chest, and apparent lack of curves, she is rather androgynous in appearance, and has been mistaken for a man far more often than she cares to admit.

Her eyes are a fierce blue, like glacier ice.

For the most part, Arcian eschews armor, barring light leathers. Her preferences run to loose shirts and trousers, favoring mobility over protection. Though seemingly not overly concerned with appearances, she does make one concession to vanity; her earlobes are pierced with a pair of worn, unremarkable silver rings.

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[[File: RC headshot.jpg|thumbnail|right|(By [[Rei'li Niraj]].)]]
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Athletic, with strongly defined musculature.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, four ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Roughly two hundred ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Reasonably fair for a Highlander.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Golden blonde.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Short, tousled.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Blue.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Contralto, occasionally sliding down into outright gruffness.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

The persona that Arcian does her best to project is not a wholly false one; she is entirely personable
when treated with civility. Most often, she is a genuinely affable person, barring insult or provocation. Arcian is more likely to invite a stranger for a pint than to turn a cold shoulder, even if she subtly watches them like a hawk. Her loyalty, too, is neither feigned nor exaggerated. To those who have won her esteem and affection, she is a true and devoted friend, considerate of their welfare and valiant in their defense. There is a noble sort of earnestness to her staunch allegiance; those close to Arcian have a faithful ally unless they break her trust.

Despite her oafish facade, she is fairly bright, and is capable of grasping reasonably complex concepts despite her rough and incomplete education.

Defeat does not send her spiraling downwards, nor does she brood over her failures unless they are truly crushing. Failure, Arcian believes, is how one learns to be better, and so it is that she shrugs it off more often than not. This is not to say that she waves off matters of consequence; while she is more than capable of recognizing the seriousness of a given situation, she harbors a capacity for great and stubborn determination and will strive for victory until she attains it.

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Under her carefully maintained veneer of goodwill, Arcian is not terribly trusting. Past experiences have conditioned her not to open her heart to all and sundry. While she does genuinely love the people she's close to, she's guarded despite her apparent good nature, and generally will not render herself emotionally vulnerable barring exceptional circumstances, a close bond, or both.

Her insecurities run deep, especially about her appearance; she thinks of herself as brutish and grotesque, wholly undesirable, and a joke. The world has not been kind to her in matters of the heart, and she still expects any attempt at intimacy to be thrown back in her face in a gale of scornful laughter. Consequently, she is not one given to flirtation or lasciviousness, or public displays of affection beyond the minor and innocuous. Her inclinations, too, have caused her grief. She views her preference for the company of women as something abnormal, though she does not enjoy the thought of attempting to change it, and it is with some lingering guilt over her orientation that she strives to be a loving, supportive wife to Brave.

In truth, she is not so easygoing as she strives to appear. Lurking beneath her initial friendliness is a volcanic and disturbingly violent temper. While it is no longer as easy to provoke as it once was, the potential for explosive, destructive rage still lies within her, and she devotes considerable time and effort to controlling it so as not to appear a threat. It has reared its head in recent sennights, despite her best efforts.

Arcian is not above doing grim or distasteful things to protect the ones she loves. She has attacked, threatened, blackmailed, and, on at least one occasion, beat someone nearly to death with her bare hands in the name of defending those dear to her. At heart, she is deeply pragmatic; the world is not a storybook, and sometimes one must do wrong for the right reasons. Try as she might to come across as honorable, in her eyes the end tends to justify the means.

She's also a bit of a bigot when it comes to those with Garlean blood. To her, such folk are all alike: invaders and sadists all, at least until strongly proven otherwise.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Arcian tends to respond with her eyebrows as well as verbally; they lift, knit, furrow, and occasionally make a bid for her hairline as the situation demands.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has an easy smile, though most often it manifests as an outright grin.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When deeply distressed or angered, she'll lean towards swearing in Mhigan rather than Common.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Alcohol brings out her long-suppressed accent; when she's spent significant and involved time in the company of a bottle, her W's harden into V's and anything with a CH in it tends to migrate to the back of her throat.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> People with a good sense of humor.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Gardening.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Water and the sea.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> A pint or three every so often.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good bards, harpists in particular.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Riding, though she's only passable in the saddle.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Griffins. They're powerful. They're majestic. Their chicks are crushingly adorable. Indeed, she has a weakness.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Garleans and Garlean sympathizers.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Slights to her homeland or bloodline.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Morbols.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Arrogance and the condescension towards her it begets.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Oathbreakers and traitors.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any attempt to present seaweed as actual food.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being given orders by anyone she sees as irredeemably incompetent.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sand.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Firearms.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': If it was formerly part of an animal, Arcian will likely devour it with gusto.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ale. Or mead. Or whiskey. Or wine...
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': The floating city of Nym. [[Graeham Ridgefield]] guided Arcian and [[Reima Awen]] through La Noscea to its shattered, overgrown ruins on the day they first met, and since then, it's become her preferred place to retreat and think.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Sky blue.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Anything furry and willing to be played with. More specifically, Philippe, a lesser panda belonging to an Ishgardian friend. Arcian frequently ends up looking after the beast when his owner is otherwise occupied.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Aside from her aptitude at more serious combat, Arcian retains her skills at boxing for sport. She's capable of playing to a crowd, and either drawing out a bout or striking swiftly for a quick victory. In another life, were she more adept at conventional arms, she might have made a capable gladiator in the arena.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While she is quick to deny that she qualifies as an artisan, she does have some skill as a jeweler and metalworker, born out of long hours fumbling for something to occupy herself after her departure from the Resistance. Her work, while not legendary, is tasteful and surprisingly well-crafted.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She also has a knack for floral arrangements, thanks to picking up bits of her father's trade when young.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

In battle, Arcian prefers to strike swiftly, savagely, and with overwhelming force. Her objective is not a mercifully quick end to combat, but to brutally put her opponent down in such a way that they are incapable of retaliating. In her mind there is no reason to pull punches if she's being threatened. She prefers to wield baghnakhs instead of the more common spiked knuckles or cesti; they allow her to rend and tear as well as punch. While her choice of weaponry does not play to her raw physical strength as much as a battleaxe or zweihander would, it permits her to be surprisingly quick. Many of her opponents have found themselves beaten, bloodied, and reeling after expecting naught but clumsy power from someone so large.

As she does not tend to wear heavy armor, her defense is based on evasion and mobility. Rather than blocking or taking a hit, she'll twist or duck away, then lunge in to strike again. Arcian prioritizes a relentless assault over cautious, measured combat. Her tendency towards unceasing aggression proves both an asset and a detriment. While it keeps her opponent under pressure, her ability to fight defensively suffers for it.

She is not a full Fist of Rhalgr, nor would she even dream of titling herself as such. She has, however, devoted significant time and attention to opening her chakras. This effort is one that she has struggled with in the past; she continues to have difficulty with it, even after hesitantly coming into contact with a group of monks seeking to rebuild the old order.

Arcian has only opened one chakra. Combined with her skill and experience, this is still enough for her to be a threat. Her already formidable strength and speed can rise higher still if it is drawn upon; between that capability and her fists occasionally wreathing themselves in flame during battle, she is more than capable of shredding an overconfident adversary.

In addition, she also has some skill with knives, though she is by far more adept with her fists and claws.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to raise the subject with me and we'll discuss.]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
::<spoiler>
The youngest daughter of Sieglinde Bergfalk, a disgraced ex-Fist of Rhalgr, and Egilhard Martell, a florist, Arcian was born in Ala Mhigo during the early days of King Theodorac's purges in the winter of 1553. Her family escaped the executioner's axe by dint of their low social status. Sieglinde had been expelled from her order some ten cycles previously for killing a brother monk during a heated quarrel, and was thus somewhat of a pariah. Arcian and her sisters bore the stigma of their mother's dishonor, as did their father; his business suffered for it, and many were the times the Martell girls had to come to one another's defense in the face of jeers or cruelty from other children.

That changed with the fall of Ala Mhigo and Garlemald's occupation of its newest vassal. In the face of crushing subjugation and increasing brutality on the part of the invaders, Egilhard and Sieglinde elected to flee, taking their daughters with them. What small wealth they had managed to accumulate went into smuggling their family over the border to Gridania, where ten-year-old Solveig and six-year old Arcian ended up sprinting through the Shroud in terrified flight from an angry morbol before its swift and brutal extermination at Sieglinde's hands. After camping miserably in the woods for some sennights, the Martells eventually gave up and relocated to La Noscea.

The incident with the morbol sparked Arcian's interest in martial arts. She begged and pleaded for suns, and eventually her mother relented and agreed to instruct her in the fine art in beating the everloving shite out of things. Arcian took to her lessons with the sort of genuine enthusiasm that only grows stronger with the cycles. She grew tall, strong, and intimidating; unfortunately, her strength lent itself to rashness and aggression. Coupled with her budding insecurity about her looks and her fierce pride in a heritage looked down on by most, Arcian developed a tendency to pick fights and meet contempt with anger.

Irritated by her youngest daughter's hotheadedness, Sieglinde intensified her efforts to instill some sort of discipline in Arcian, whether martial or not. This was not only out of parental exasperation; Sieglinde's homeland still called to her, and she yearned to join the Resistance. If she could forge at least one of her offspring into someone who could accompany her and also be an asset to their motherland, why, all the better.

This did not go unnoticed. Solveig, though generally unremarkable in all but intellect, was perceptive enough to piece together her mother's motivations. Instead of confronting Sieglinde, she silently applied herself to training with knives and the lance. Arcian, for her part, ended up drifting towards the boxing ring; knowing that her youngest offspring hungered for her praise and approval, Sieglinde had expressed an interest in seeing Arcian vent her aggression in a constructive manner.

So it was that Arcian began punching people in the face for coin. Her size and strength served her well, and she attained some moderate success in the ring before her mother deemed her worthy of being an attack dog for the Resistance. In the summer of Arcian's eighteenth year, she and her mother set off for Ala Mhigo, with Solveig watchfully alongside.

In their first cycle, the three proved quite successful. Solveig grew to be an able spy and interrogator. Sieglinde, named Redhands for her calculated and shocking brutality, rose to prominence as an infamous figure in the Resistance's ranks. Arcian, bearing the blooded name of Spinebreaker and pointed where her mother and sister needed a battering ram, sabotaged and maimed and killed for her homeland, and became all the more aggressive for it.

It was not to last.

::</spoiler>

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====

::<spoiler>
The fall of Dalamud heralded a downward spiral in the Martells' fortunes. With security tightening in the wake of the the VIIth Legion's defeat on the fields of Carteneau, things became markedly grim for the Resistance. Arrests and executions came in clusters as one operative after the next cracked under torture and gave up their cells.

Desperate, Sieglinde ordered an interrogation of her own, and her daughters snatched a sentry off the street not six bells later. His name was Justinian quo Vaelen, the young son of a prominent centurion, and his capture and death that night in 1574 set off a chain of events that ended with Sieglinde's execution by firing squad, Solveig's exile and brutal, rage-fueled beating at Arcian's hands, and Arcian herself returning to Vylbrand, disillusioned and sick with grief.

In the wake of her departure from the Resistance, Arcian struggled with her explosive anger and the psychological scarring she'd acquired from essentially fighting a guerrilla war for three cycles. She drank and fought her way through a cycle and a half before the fire in her guttered out; the nightmares and hair-trigger temper remained, however.

Lying awake tangled in the sheets one sleepless night, she came to the weary realization that this was not the person she wanted to be.

The vicious creature she was had no place in the life she wanted for herself. Arcian drew the shreds of her resolve around herself and grimly began to mold herself into someone different. She abandoned her blooded name and her Resistance connections, instead focusing on controlling her fury and smoothing her innate aggressiveness over with layers of forced affability. It was a long and arduous process, filled with slips and setbacks and bursts of frustration.

But eventually, after three cycles of intense effort and much support from her remaining family, the persona she forged for herself began to feel real.

In the spring of 1579, armed with determination and a few hundred gil, she set out for Thanalan as a way to start anew.

::</spoiler>

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Arcian currently resides with the free company known as Aeon at their headquarters in the Goblet. By all appearances, she seems content, having carved out a place for herself and her wife. Of late she has been seen more often in Ishgard than the south; if questioned, representatives of House Dufresne will confirm that yes, she has been offered a position in their employ.

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''Anyone whom Arcian has interacted with may feel free to add a rumor under PC rumors if they are so inclined.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Wait, that's a woman?"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She comes into the Bismarck once a cycle with a scholarly sort of fellow. He looks twice her age; I have to wonder what she's up to with him."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, that one? I suppose she's decent enough. Polite, for a Highlander. Not like those thugs in Pearl Lane."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Twelve, look at her. Big as an ogre and probably about as smart."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Say, isn't that Martell? I bet on her once, when she used to fight in the ring; she punched a Duskwight so hard in the first round, he blacked out and dropped like a sack of popotoes. Won me a few hundred gil that night."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Aye, we used to see Egilhard and his brood in Hawkers' Alley every so often about eight, nine cycles ago. Now it's just him. Guess his girls grew up and moved on, but what happened to his wife?"
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I heard that House D'Monchette had her knighted for dealing with one of their own turned heretical. Quite the rumor, really, but too absurd to even be funny. I mean, a ''Mhigan? Really?'' Ridiculous."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Used to be that one was always spoiling for a fight. A real hellion when she was young, you get me? But she went away to gods-know-where near seven cycles ago, and when she came back after the Calamity...she'd changed. Got calmer - less likely to lock horns. Something must've happened to her, but hells if I know what."
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "M'friend N'galzeh pierced her ears for her when she came back to Limsa. He looked fit to piss himself after she left; said it was the way she looked at him, like there'us summat under the surface trying not to explode. But eh, he's fulla shite like that normally, the dramatic little bastard. Y'know how it is with Miqo'te."
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I ran into her out near Summerford while some Yellowjackets were doing target practice. You should've seen her when the first volley of rifles went off; she flinched and tried to pass it off as nothing. Weird shite."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She likes to say she's not a good fighter, but I saw her knock somebody out with their own helmet. She's quick, and brutally efficient. Wouldn't see it coming from someone so friendly." " - [[Striding Oak]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I actually feel sorry for anyone who has to deal with her fists. Anyone stupid enough to enrage her definitely deserves a swift order of uh, what's the phrase...'Knuckle Sandwich?'" - [[Septhaja Hellebore]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She has proven to be a reliable ally and has been friendlier than many I have met during my travels. I hear she is quite the skilled combatant though she is wise enough to stay her hand and avoid picking fights where none are needed." -[[Graeham Ridgefield]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, don't let her tell you that she's only some 'great lout who's only good for punching things', yes? She's a warrior when she needs to be, that's true, but...she's a stout heart to match her strength, and it's goodness, loyalty, and love that drive her." -[[Reima Awen]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "If I've to choose one word to describe her? Princely. Oh, yes, it's quite deliberate. She's far more charming than she gives herself credit for, and while she's rough around the edges, she's a noble heart. Place her upon a white bird, and you've got yourself a hero." - [[Eliane Dufresne]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I wouldn't think about messing with Goldie if I were you. She looks like she could rearrange your face faster than you could count the fingers in her fist. That said, I still consider her a fair good friend o'mine." - [[Khuja'sae Fashonti]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a sweetheart, no matter what you might hear otherwise. Just don't let her know I called her that; she can take a fair beating, and she's a firm believer that it's far better to give than to receive. Brave might disagree with me on that. Feel free to let her know I said that part." - [[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Brave Horizon]]''' : To Arcian, Brave has gone from acquaintance to comrade to spouse over the course of almost a full cycle, and the surest way to draw her ire is to threaten her wife. With fierceness comes genuine affection, however; in Arcian's mind, there is no one she could be more fortunate to be loved by. The two of them are ardently devoted to each other. If anyone can truly be said to possess Arcian's heart, it's Brave.
: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : In the initial few sennights of her work in the Holy See, Arcian was rather out of her element; she knew no one, and seemed to be viewed by most as naught but yet another thuggish sellsword. A chance encounter with the heiress of House Dufresne changed that. Ellie has proven to be a lady of tremendous intellect and business acumen, and also surprisingly deep empathy. Arcian holds her in high esteem. Recent events have made her greatly concerned for her friend's welfare, however, and of late, the two can more often than not be seen together as Ellie goes about her business in Ishgard with Arcian trailing watchfully behind.
: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Reima Awen]]''' : Reima seems to have a way of endearing herself to all and sundry, and Arcian is no exception to the rule. The little Midlander has tangled herself in Arcian's good graces by dint of charm and earnest goodwill. Despite Arcian's misgivings about Reima's romantic entanglement with Ser Draco Nobis, she wishes her nothing but the best, and quietly thinks of her as a little sister.
: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Brynhilde Wulf]]''' : Brynhilde commands Arcian's respect for both her leadership of their free company and her commitment to honorable conduct. Her past inspires some unease in the younger Highlander, however, and between that and their shared tendency towards emotional reservation, there is a distance between them that has yet to be wholly breached. Despite this, Arcian trusts Brynhilde with her life, and privately laments the friction between her and Brave.
: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Chip Wayman]]''' : When Arcian discovered a goblin-masked urchin lounging in Cliffperch's kitchen and gorging himself on their finest rolanberry jam, she would not have imagined herself as harboring anything more than pity for the little brat at any point in time. She turned out to be entirely wrong. Chip has endeared himself to her, and has applied himself to being her student with remarkable zest. He openly aspires to be a Fist of Rhalgr, a desire that Arcian views with mingled uncertainty and flustered, tentative pride.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Juleaux Dufresne]]''' : Eliane's brother and a man who is entirely too clever for his own good. Arcian respects Jules' gift for remaining profoundly unimpressed by catastrophe and finds herself amused by his dry wit. She has not seen him of late, and wonders if he is alright, wherever he is.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Graeham Ridgefield]]''' : A half-blooded Garlean and, surprisingly, one of the most upright people Arcian knows. The concept of noble knighthood seems to ring true for Graeham, and he cleaves to its ideals in his diplomatic dealings; events of late have seemingly left him shaken, though, and it is with no small amount of concern that Arcian watches him draw away from their company. Still, she views him as a good man, and finds herself mentally adding, "You know, for a halfbreed," less and less.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Reiner Dorn]]''' : While she addresses him as nobility strictly out of politeness and societal expectation, Arcian thinks very highly of her fellow Mhigan exile. Herr Dorn, as she calls him, has done much for their people and seems to expect nothing in return. For that, Arcian affords him great respect. In a rather magnanimous gesture, he bestowed lower, landless titles upon Arcian and Brave as a wedding gift; while uncertain as to whether or not she's comfortable with technically being minor Mhigan nobility, Arcian is still humbled by Reiner's graciousness.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Martiallais Heuloix]]''' : Despite his apparently heartfelt exasperation with the relative disorganization of her company, Martiallais has proven himself to be an honorable man and a skilled combatant, and thus has Arcian's goodwill and respect. (It helps, of course, that Eliane is fond of him.) To her, he is truly worthy of the mantle of knighthood.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Ludivine Goultard]]''' : A Duskwight woman of perpetual grace and restraint (except at drunken oil-wrestling matches, apparently), Ludivine is someone whose company Arcian is always pleased to be in. Despite the striking differences in their personalities, the two of them get along wonderfully on the occasions on which they manage to meet. Arcian values Ludi's counsel, and is grateful that her friend is oft willing to lend a sympathetic ear.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]''' : Among the various acquaintances that Arcian has made in the course of taking mercenary contracts, Hyrtwyda stands out by dint of her resourcefulness and intelligence. The arcanist possesses insight beyond her years, and Arcian considers herself fortunate to be in good standing with her. Of course, that does not render her immune to Wyda's sardonic wit.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Shinorah Nightsbane]]''' : Shinorah, while not lacking in the capacity for emotional reticence common to Mhigans, is someone whom Arcian considers herself on excellent terms with. Between their shared cultural heritage and past experiences in the Resistance, the two Highlanders have quite a bit in common. Arcian, while not quite at the point of confiding all her doubts, will staunchly stand by her friend and countrywoman should the need arise.
: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">?</font> '''[[Solveig Martell]]''' After tragedy, betrayal, grievous bodily harm, and exile, Solveig returned to Eorzea after five cycles of leading a ragtag band of guerrillas in the mountains of Gyr Abania. Her motivations, she claimed, were not sinister in the least; she wished to see her beloved younger sister married, and to extend an olive branch that the two of them might tentatively patch up their relationship. To the latter end, she and Arcian had a long and emotionally charged conversation in the aftermath of Arcian's wedding, and Solveig disclosed quite a bit of information that her little sister would most likely rather not have known. Arcian is still uncertain as to how she feels about any of it, or about Solveig in general.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Arcian if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had an interest in the bare-knuckle boxing circuit in Limsa Lominsa around 1570-1571.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you were involved with the Ala Mhigan Resistance between 1571 and 1574, or were familiar with Sieglinde Redhands, a particularly brutal Resistance leader.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been in need of a guard or bouncer in Limsa Lominsa from 1574-1578.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past six moons, you've required the services of any sort of mercenary in the greater Thanalan area.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Arcian, if you want to contact me there.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> My Tumblr is arcianmartell.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and totally borrowed from [[Reima Awen]] with her permission.

Arcian Martell

2015-12-17T19:24:41Z

Daxolotl:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Arcian Martell
| image = Shot2.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Ala Mhigan, technically speaking.
| race = Hyur
| clan = Highlander
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 25
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Bodyguard
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Egilhard Martell (Father)

Sieglinde "Redhands" Martell (Mother, deceased)

Ragnhild Richter (Sister)

Gerlach Richter (Brother-in-law)

Eydis Richter (Niece)

Lothar Richter (Nephew)

Asta Martell (Sister)

Solveig Martell (Sister, estranged)
}}

''"What, you want something witty? From me? Think you're asking the wrong person."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A friendly oaf, and nothing more - at least, at first glance. On the surface, Arcian seems to be naught but a fairly good-natured Highlander of no real note. This, however, is not entirely accurate; she has brains to go with her brawn, though she takes pains not to reveal the extent of her perceptiveness and competence. The finesse and savagery she learned during her time in the Ala Mhigan Resistance still remains, though cloaked by good humor and carefully contained.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Arcian cuts an imposing figure even among her fellow Highlanders. She easily passes the six-fulm mark and towers over most other Hyur women. Broad-shouldered and well-muscled, she looks as though she'd be best suited to delivering beatings to unruly drunks, or perhaps breaking kneecaps for a moneylender. Hers is a strong-featured face, with a chiseled jawline, generous lips, and a nose that seems to have been broken at least once. Shaggy blonde hair frames her face, not long enough to even touch the collar of her shirt. With her somewhat masculine build, relatively flat chest, and apparent lack of curves, she is rather androgynous in appearance, and has been mistaken for a man far more often than she cares to admit.

Her eyes are a fierce blue, like glacier ice.

For the most part, Arcian eschews armor, barring light leathers. Her preferences run to loose shirts and trousers, favoring mobility over protection. Though seemingly not overly concerned with appearances, she does make one concession to vanity; her earlobes are pierced with a pair of worn, unremarkable silver rings.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

[[File: RC headshot.jpg|thumbnail|right|(By [[Rei'li Niraj]].)]]
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Athletic, with strongly defined musculature.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, four ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Roughly two hundred ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Reasonably fair for a Highlander.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Golden blonde.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Short, tousled.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Blue.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Contralto, occasionally sliding down into outright gruffness.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

The persona that Arcian does her best to project is not a wholly false one; she is entirely personable
when treated with civility. Most often, she is a genuinely affable person, barring insult or provocation. Arcian is more likely to invite a stranger for a pint than to turn a cold shoulder, even if she subtly watches them like a hawk. Her loyalty, too, is neither feigned nor exaggerated. To those who have won her esteem and affection, she is a true and devoted friend, considerate of their welfare and valiant in their defense. There is a noble sort of earnestness to her staunch allegiance; those close to Arcian have a faithful ally unless they break her trust.

Despite her oafish facade, she is fairly bright, and is capable of grasping reasonably complex concepts despite her rough and incomplete education.

Defeat does not send her spiraling downwards, nor does she brood over her failures unless they are truly crushing. Failure, Arcian believes, is how one learns to be better, and so it is that she shrugs it off more often than not. This is not to say that she waves off matters of consequence; while she is more than capable of recognizing the seriousness of a given situation, she harbors a capacity for great and stubborn determination and will strive for victory until she attains it.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

Under her carefully maintained veneer of goodwill, Arcian is not terribly trusting. Past experiences have conditioned her not to open her heart to all and sundry. While she does genuinely love the people she's close to, she's guarded despite her apparent good nature, and generally will not render herself emotionally vulnerable barring exceptional circumstances, a close bond, or both.

Her insecurities run deep, especially about her appearance; she thinks of herself as brutish and grotesque, wholly undesirable, and a joke. The world has not been kind to her in matters of the heart, and she still expects any attempt at intimacy to be thrown back in her face in a gale of scornful laughter. Consequently, she is not one given to flirtation or lasciviousness, or public displays of affection beyond the minor and innocuous. Her inclinations, too, have caused her grief. She views her preference for the company of women as something abnormal, though she does not enjoy the thought of attempting to change it, and it is with some lingering guilt over her orientation that she strives to be a loving, supportive wife to Brave.

In truth, she is not so easygoing as she strives to appear. Lurking beneath her initial friendliness is a volcanic and disturbingly violent temper. While it is no longer as easy to provoke as it once was, the potential for explosive, destructive rage still lies within her, and she devotes considerable time and effort to controlling it so as not to appear a threat. It has reared its head in recent sennights, despite her best efforts.

Arcian is not above doing grim or distasteful things to protect the ones she loves. She has attacked, threatened, blackmailed, and, on at least one occasion, beat someone nearly to death with her bare hands in the name of defending those dear to her. At heart, she is deeply pragmatic; the world is not a storybook, and sometimes one must do wrong for the right reasons. Try as she might to come across as honorable, in her eyes the end tends to justify the means.

She's also a bit of a bigot when it comes to those with Garlean blood. To her, such folk are all alike: invaders and sadists all, at least until strongly proven otherwise.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Arcian tends to respond with her eyebrows as well as verbally; they lift, knit, furrow, and occasionally make a bid for her hairline as the situation demands.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has an easy smile, though most often it manifests as an outright grin.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When deeply distressed or angered, she'll lean towards swearing in Mhigan rather than Common.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Alcohol brings out her long-suppressed accent; when she's spent significant and involved time in the company of a bottle, her W's harden into V's and anything with a CH in it tends to migrate to the back of her throat.

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: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> People with a good sense of humor.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Gardening.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Water and the sea.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> A pint or three every so often.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Good bards, harpists in particular.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Riding, though she's only passable in the saddle.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Griffins. They're powerful. They're majestic. Their chicks are crushingly adorable. Indeed, she has a weakness.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Garleans and Garlean sympathizers.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Slights to her homeland or bloodline.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Morbols.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Arrogance and the condescension towards her it begets.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Oathbreakers and traitors.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Any attempt to present seaweed as actual food.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Being given orders by anyone she sees as irredeemably incompetent.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Sand.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Firearms.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': If it was formerly part of an animal, Arcian will likely devour it with gusto.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ale. Or mead. Or whiskey. Or wine...
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': The floating city of Nym. [[Graeham Ridgefield]] guided Arcian and [[Reima Awen]] through La Noscea to its shattered, overgrown ruins on the day they first met, and since then, it's become her preferred place to retreat and think.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Sky blue.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Anything furry and willing to be played with. More specifically, Philippe, a lesser panda belonging to an Ishgardian friend. Arcian frequently ends up looking after the beast when his owner is otherwise occupied.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Aside from her aptitude at more serious combat, Arcian retains her skills at boxing for sport. She's capable of playing to a crowd, and either drawing out a bout or striking swiftly for a quick victory. In another life, were she more adept at conventional arms, she might have made a capable gladiator in the arena.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While she is quick to deny that she qualifies as an artisan, she does have some skill as a jeweler and metalworker, born out of long hours fumbling for something to occupy herself after her departure from the Resistance. Her work, while not legendary, is tasteful and surprisingly well-crafted.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She also has a knack for floral arrangements, thanks to picking up bits of her father's trade when young.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

In battle, Arcian prefers to strike swiftly, savagely, and with overwhelming force. Her objective is not a mercifully quick end to combat, but to brutally put her opponent down in such a way that they are incapable of retaliating. In her mind there is no reason to pull punches if she's being threatened. She prefers to wield baghnakhs instead of the more common spiked knuckles or cesti; they allow her to rend and tear as well as punch. While her choice of weaponry does not play to her raw physical strength as much as a battleaxe or zweihander would, it permits her to be surprisingly quick. Many of her opponents have found themselves beaten, bloodied, and reeling after expecting naught but clumsy power from someone so large.

As she does not tend to wear heavy armor, her defense is based on evasion and mobility. Rather than blocking or taking a hit, she'll twist or duck away, then lunge in to strike again. Arcian prioritizes a relentless assault over cautious, measured combat. Her tendency towards unceasing aggression proves both an asset and a detriment. While it keeps her opponent under pressure, her ability to fight defensively suffers for it.

She is not a full Fist of Rhalgr, nor would she even dream of titling herself as such. She has, however, devoted significant time and attention to opening her chakras. This effort is one that she has struggled with in the past; she continues to have difficulty with it, even after hesitantly coming into contact with a group of monks seeking to rebuild the old order.

Arcian has only opened one chakra. Combined with her skill and experience, this is still enough for her to be a threat. Her already formidable strength and speed can rise higher still if it is drawn upon; between that capability and her fists occasionally wreathing themselves in flame during battle, she is more than capable of shredding an overconfident adversary.

In addition, she also has some skill with knives, though she is by far more adept with her fists and claws.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to raise the subject with me and we'll discuss.]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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The youngest daughter of Sieglinde Bergfalk, a disgraced ex-Fist of Rhalgr, and Egilhard Martell, a florist, Arcian was born in Ala Mhigo during the early days of King Theodorac's purges in the winter of 1553. Her family escaped the executioner's axe by dint of their low social status. Sieglinde had been expelled from her order some ten cycles previously for killing a brother monk during a heated quarrel, and was thus somewhat of a pariah. Arcian and her sisters bore the stigma of their mother's dishonor, as did their father; his business suffered for it, and many were the times the Martell girls had to come to one another's defense in the face of jeers or cruelty from other children.

That changed with the fall of Ala Mhigo and Garlemald's occupation of its newest vassal. In the face of crushing subjugation and increasing brutality on the part of the invaders, Egilhard and Sieglinde elected to flee, taking their daughters with them. What small wealth they had managed to accumulate went into smuggling their family over the border to Gridania, where ten-year-old Solveig and six-year old Arcian ended up sprinting through the Shroud in terrified flight from an angry morbol before its swift and brutal extermination at Sieglinde's hands. After camping miserably in the woods for some sennights, the Martells eventually gave up and relocated to La Noscea.

The incident with the morbol sparked Arcian's interest in martial arts. She begged and pleaded for suns, and eventually her mother relented and agreed to instruct her in the fine art in beating the everloving shite out of things. Arcian took to her lessons with the sort of genuine enthusiasm that only grows stronger with the cycles. She grew tall, strong, and intimidating; unfortunately, her strength lent itself to rashness and aggression. Coupled with her budding insecurity about her looks and her fierce pride in a heritage looked down on by most, Arcian developed a tendency to pick fights and meet contempt with anger.

Irritated by her youngest daughter's hotheadedness, Sieglinde intensified her efforts to instill some sort of discipline in Arcian, whether martial or not. This was not only out of parental exasperation; Sieglinde's homeland still called to her, and she yearned to join the Resistance. If she could forge at least one of her offspring into someone who could accompany her and also be an asset to their motherland, why, all the better.

This did not go unnoticed. Solveig, though generally unremarkable in all but intellect, was perceptive enough to piece together her mother's motivations. Instead of confronting Sieglinde, she silently applied herself to training with knives and the lance. Arcian, for her part, ended up drifting towards the boxing ring; knowing that her youngest offspring hungered for her praise and approval, Sieglinde had expressed an interest in seeing Arcian vent her aggression in a constructive manner.

So it was that Arcian began punching people in the face for coin. Her size and strength served her well, and she attained some moderate success in the ring before her mother deemed her worthy of being an attack dog for the Resistance. In the summer of Arcian's eighteenth year, she and her mother set off for Ala Mhigo, with Solveig watchfully alongside.

In their first cycle, the three proved quite successful. Solveig grew to be an able spy and interrogator. Sieglinde, named Redhands for her calculated and shocking brutality, rose to prominence as an infamous figure in the Resistance's ranks. Arcian, bearing the blooded name of Spinebreaker and pointed where her mother and sister needed a battering ram, sabotaged and maimed and killed for her homeland, and became all the more aggressive for it.

It was not to last.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====

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The fall of Dalamud heralded a downward spiral in the Martells' fortunes. With security tightening in the wake of the the VIIth Legion's defeat on the fields of Carteneau, things became markedly grim for the Resistance. Arrests and executions came in clusters as one operative after the next cracked under torture and gave up their cells.

Desperate, Sieglinde ordered an interrogation of her own, and her daughters snatched a sentry off the street not six bells later. His name was Justinian quo Vaelen, the young son of a prominent centurion, and his capture and death that night in 1574 set off a chain of events that ended with Sieglinde's execution by firing squad, Solveig's exile and brutal, rage-fueled beating at Arcian's hands, and Arcian herself returning to Vylbrand, disillusioned and sick with grief.

In the wake of her departure from the Resistance, Arcian struggled with her explosive anger and the psychological scarring she'd acquired from essentially fighting a guerrilla war for three cycles. She drank and fought her way through a cycle and a half before the fire in her guttered out; the nightmares and hair-trigger temper remained, however.

Lying awake tangled in the sheets one sleepless night, she came to the weary realization that this was not the person she wanted to be.

The vicious creature she was had no place in the life she wanted for herself. Arcian drew the shreds of her resolve around herself and grimly began to mold herself into someone different. She abandoned her blooded name and her Resistance connections, instead focusing on controlling her fury and smoothing her innate aggressiveness over with layers of forced affability. It was a long and arduous process, filled with slips and setbacks and bursts of frustration.

But eventually, after three cycles of intense effort and much support from her remaining family, the persona she forged for herself began to feel real.

In the spring of 1579, armed with determination and a few hundred gil, she set out for Thanalan as a way to start anew.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Arcian currently resides with the free company known as Aeon at their headquarters in the Goblet. By all appearances, she seems content, having carved out a place for herself and her wife. Of late she has been seen more often in Ishgard than the south; if questioned, representatives of House Dufresne will confirm that yes, she has been offered a position in their employ.

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''Anyone whom Arcian has interacted with may feel free to add a rumor under PC rumors if they are so inclined.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Wait, that's a woman?"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She comes into the Bismarck once a cycle with a scholarly sort of fellow. He looks twice her age; I have to wonder what she's up to with him."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, that one? I suppose she's decent enough. Polite, for a Highlander. Not like those thugs in Pearl Lane."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Twelve, look at her. Big as an ogre and probably about as smart."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Say, isn't that Martell? I bet on her once, when she used to fight in the ring; she punched a Duskwight so hard in the first round, he blacked out and dropped like a sack of popotoes. Won me a few hundred gil that night."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Aye, we used to see Egilhard and his brood in Hawkers' Alley every so often about eight, nine cycles ago. Now it's just him. Guess his girls grew up and moved on, but what happened to his wife?"
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "I heard that House D'Monchette had her knighted for dealing with one of their own turned heretical. Quite the rumor, really, but too absurd to even be funny. I mean, a ''Mhigan? Really?'' Ridiculous."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Used to be that one was always spoiling for a fight. A real hellion when she was young, you get me? But she went away to gods-know-where near seven cycles ago, and when she came back after the Calamity...she'd changed. Got calmer - less likely to lock horns. Something must've happened to her, but hells if I know what."
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "M'friend N'galzeh pierced her ears for her when she came back to Limsa. He looked fit to piss himself after she left; said it was the way she looked at him, like there'us summat under the surface trying not to explode. But eh, he's fulla shite like that normally, the dramatic little bastard. Y'know how it is with Miqo'te."
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "I ran into her out near Summerford while some Yellowjackets were doing target practice. You should've seen her when the first volley of rifles went off; she flinched and tried to pass it off as nothing. Weird shite."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She likes to say she's not a good fighter, but I saw her knock somebody out with their own helmet. She's quick, and brutally efficient. Wouldn't see it coming from someone so friendly." " - [[Striding Oak]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I actually feel sorry for anyone who has to deal with her fists. Anyone stupid enough to enrage her definitely deserves a swift order of uh, what's the phrase...'Knuckle Sandwich?'" - [[Septhaja Hellebore]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She has proven to be a reliable ally and has been friendlier than many I have met during my travels. I hear she is quite the skilled combatant though she is wise enough to stay her hand and avoid picking fights where none are needed." -[[Graeham Ridgefield]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "Oh, don't let her tell you that she's only some 'great lout who's only good for punching things', yes? She's a warrior when she needs to be, that's true, but...she's a stout heart to match her strength, and it's goodness, loyalty, and love that drive her." -[[Reima Awen]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "If I've to choose one word to describe her? Princely. Oh, yes, it's quite deliberate. She's far more charming than she gives herself credit for, and while she's rough around the edges, she's a noble heart. Place her upon a white bird, and you've got yourself a hero." - [[Eliane Dufresne]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "I wouldn't think about messing with Goldie if I were you. She looks like she could rearrange your face faster than you could count the fingers in her fist. That said, I still consider her a fair good friend o'mine." - [[Khuja'sae Fashonti]]
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> "She's a sweetheart, no matter what you might hear otherwise. Just don't let her know I called her that; she can take a fair beating, and she's a firm believer that it's far better to give than to receive. Brave might disagree with me on that part. Feel free to let her know I said that." - [[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Brave Horizon]]''' : To Arcian, Brave has gone from acquaintance to comrade to spouse over the course of almost a full cycle, and the surest way to draw her ire is to threaten her wife. With fierceness comes genuine affection, however; in Arcian's mind, there is no one she could be more fortunate to be loved by. The two of them are ardently devoted to each other. If anyone can truly be said to possess Arcian's heart, it's Brave.
: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Eliane Dufresne]]''' : In the initial few sennights of her work in the Holy See, Arcian was rather out of her element; she knew no one, and seemed to be viewed by most as naught but yet another thuggish sellsword. A chance encounter with the heiress of House Dufresne changed that. Ellie has proven to be a lady of tremendous intellect and business acumen, and also surprisingly deep empathy. Arcian holds her in high esteem. Recent events have made her greatly concerned for her friend's welfare, however, and of late, the two can more often than not be seen together as Ellie goes about her business in Ishgard with Arcian trailing watchfully behind.
: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Reima Awen]]''' : Reima seems to have a way of endearing herself to all and sundry, and Arcian is no exception to the rule. The little Midlander has tangled herself in Arcian's good graces by dint of charm and earnest goodwill. Despite Arcian's misgivings about Reima's romantic entanglement with Ser Draco Nobis, she wishes her nothing but the best, and quietly thinks of her as a little sister.
: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Brynhilde Wulf]]''' : Brynhilde commands Arcian's respect for both her leadership of their free company and her commitment to honorable conduct. Her past inspires some unease in the younger Highlander, however, and between that and their shared tendency towards emotional reservation, there is a distance between them that has yet to be wholly breached. Despite this, Arcian trusts Brynhilde with her life, and privately laments the friction between her and Brave.
: <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> '''[[Chip Wayman]]''' : When Arcian discovered a goblin-masked urchin lounging in Cliffperch's kitchen and gorging himself on their finest rolanberry jam, she would not have imagined herself as harboring anything more than pity for the little brat at any point in time. She turned out to be entirely wrong. Chip has endeared himself to her, and has applied himself to being her student with remarkable zest. He openly aspires to be a Fist of Rhalgr, a desire that Arcian views with mingled uncertainty and flustered, tentative pride.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Juleaux Dufresne]]''' : Eliane's brother and a man who is entirely too clever for his own good. Arcian respects Jules' gift for remaining profoundly unimpressed by catastrophe and finds herself amused by his dry wit. She has not seen him of late, and wonders if he is alright, wherever he is.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Graeham Ridgefield]]''' : A half-blooded Garlean and, surprisingly, one of the most upright people Arcian knows. The concept of noble knighthood seems to ring true for Graeham, and he cleaves to its ideals in his diplomatic dealings; events of late have seemingly left him shaken, though, and it is with no small amount of concern that Arcian watches him draw away from their company. Still, she views him as a good man, and finds herself mentally adding, "You know, for a halfbreed," less and less.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Reiner Dorn]]''' : While she addresses him as nobility strictly out of politeness and societal expectation, Arcian thinks very highly of her fellow Mhigan exile. Herr Dorn, as she calls him, has done much for their people and seems to expect nothing in return. For that, Arcian affords him great respect. In a rather magnanimous gesture, he bestowed lower, landless titles upon Arcian and Brave as a wedding gift; while uncertain as to whether or not she's comfortable with technically being minor Mhigan nobility, Arcian is still humbled by Reiner's graciousness.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Martiallais Heuloix]]''' : Despite his apparently heartfelt exasperation with the relative disorganization of her company, Martiallais has proven himself to be an honorable man and a skilled combatant, and thus has Arcian's goodwill and respect. (It helps, of course, that Eliane is fond of him.) To her, he is truly worthy of the mantle of knighthood.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Ludivine Goultard]]''' : A Duskwight woman of perpetual grace and restraint (except at drunken oil-wrestling matches, apparently), Ludivine is someone whose company Arcian is always pleased to be in. Despite the striking differences in their personalities, the two of them get along wonderfully on the occasions on which they manage to meet. Arcian values Ludi's counsel, and is grateful that her friend is oft willing to lend a sympathetic ear.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn]]''' : Among the various acquaintances that Arcian has made in the course of taking mercenary contracts, Hyrtwyda stands out by dint of her resourcefulness and intelligence. The arcanist possesses insight beyond her years, and Arcian considers herself fortunate to be in good standing with her. Of course, that does not render her immune to Wyda's sardonic wit.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Shinorah Nightsbane]]''' : Shinorah, while not lacking in the capacity for emotional reticence common to Mhigans, is someone whom Arcian considers herself on excellent terms with. Between their shared cultural heritage and past experiences in the Resistance, the two Highlanders have quite a bit in common. Arcian, while not quite at the point of confiding all her doubts, will staunchly stand by her friend and countrywoman should the need arise.
: <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">?</font> '''[[Solveig Martell]]''' After tragedy, betrayal, grievous bodily harm, and exile, Solveig returned to Eorzea after five cycles of leading a ragtag band of guerrillas in the mountains of Gyr Abania. Her motivations, she claimed, were not sinister in the least; she wished to see her beloved younger sister married, and to extend an olive branch that the two of them might tentatively patch up their relationship. To the latter end, she and Arcian had a long and emotionally charged conversation in the aftermath of Arcian's wedding, and Solveig disclosed quite a bit of information that her little sister would most likely rather not have known. Arcian is still uncertain as to how she feels about any of it, or about Solveig in general.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Arcian if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had an interest in the bare-knuckle boxing circuit in Limsa Lominsa around 1570-1571.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you were involved with the Ala Mhigan Resistance between 1571 and 1574, or were familiar with Sieglinde Redhands, a particularly brutal Resistance leader.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been in need of a guard or bouncer in Limsa Lominsa from 1574-1578.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past six moons, you've required the services of any sort of mercenary in the greater Thanalan area.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Arcian, if you want to contact me there.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> My Tumblr is arcianmartell.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and totally borrowed from [[Reima Awen]] with her permission.

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2015-12-17T18:25:12Z

Daxolotl:

{{Infobox-character
| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
| imagewidth =
| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
| stat_1 = Age
| stat_1_value = 20
| stat_2 =
| stat_2_value =
| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist Student
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
}}

''"No, officer, I'm afraid I was in the guild at the time. But I wish you the best of luck in your investigation."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eyes flick over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her eyes are a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She is near-permanently adorned with thick-rimmed glasses, and often carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;"> Physical Appearance</div>====

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with orange-brown highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #DFD59E;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Dislikes'''</center></div></span>

: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #CACFA5;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Favourites'''</center></div></span>

: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, and debilitating spells can leave people unable or unwilling to fight. She prefers not to kill people, and thus tends to afflict them with all manner of spells from every school of magic she knows, along with a poison vial or two. A frozen pirate with blurred vision, a fever, a hacking cough, weakened muscles, wind magic cutting into his skin and paralysing poison thrown into his face isn't going to be feeling particularly aggressive. Debilitate, not kill, is her primary strategy.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with techniques to magically shield them from harm. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply freezing people's warts, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Rumours''</center></div></span></h3>
''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard she runs with pirates or some such."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with…nevermind."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all."
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Relations''</center></div></span></h3>
: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, Hyrtwyda is never quite sure of how to describe Victoria. For lack of a better phrase, the girl intrigues her. A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a cute Midlander, Hyrtwyda's thoughts have been resting on the young machinist more than she cares to admit.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> …if you've been part of the Arcanist's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

2015-12-17T13:48:32Z

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| name = Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn
| image = Hyrtwyda1.png
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| gender = Female
| citizenship = Gridanian/Lominsan
| race = Roegadyn
| clan = Sea Wolf
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| stat_1_value = 20
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| stat_3 = Occupation
| stat_3_value = Arcanist Student
| stat_5 = Orientation
| stat_5_value = Homosexual
| stat_6 = Relatives
| stat_6_value = Eyhafryn Hollbyrmsyn (Father)

Syggrael Dragankawyn (Mother)

Eyrizedyr Eyhafrynsyn (Brother)
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''"No, officer, I'm afraid I was in the guild at the time. But I wish you the best of luck in your investigation."''

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Basic Info</div>===

A nondescript Sea Wolf prowling the halls of the Arcanist's Guild is nothing unusual, and thus Hyrtwyda seems to be the same. But her accent betrays the fact that she is not local to Limsa Lominsa, and her confidence has caught many a Yellowjacket off-guard. They may occasionally investigate her "unofficial" activities, but the young Roegadyn is more careful and calculating than she appears.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance</div>===

Hyrtwyda is a little below the average height for a Roegadyn and has the musculature to match. An unimposing figure, her lips are adorned by a near-perpetual smirk and her eyes flick over her surroundings constantly. Her face and hands are softer than most Lominsans – the life of a sailor is not for her and she has no desire to be a rugged pirate. Her hair is tied back and braided on one side, with a lock of hair falling in front of her face.

Her eyes are a rich, bright brown, like burnt umber.

Hyrtwyda dislikes the cumbersome robes of many magic-wielders and instead prefers loose shirts and waistcoats. She wears robes only when working at the guild. She tends towards finely-made clothing, preferring to be well-dressed. She is near-permanently adorned with thick-rimmed glasses, and often carries a variety of instruments and flasks on a belt or sash.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Build:''' Average, with slight muscle tone.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Height:''' Six fulms, eight ilms.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Weight:''' Around 190 ponze.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Skin tone:''' Medium grey.

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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hair Color:''' Black, usually with orange-brown highlights.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Hairstyle:''' Mid-length, braided on one side.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Eye Color:''' Brown.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> '''Voice:''' Lyric mezzo-soprano, with Gridanian accent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Personality</div>===

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Strengths</div>====

Hyrtwyda has a quick mind, always working on the next problem and coming up with possible solutions. She watches people and situations carefully, analysing their movements and behaviour and demonstrating surprising insight. She is a fairly good judge of character, and prides herself on her ability to discern motivations. Her less-than-legal activities have left her aware of entrances and exits, and she listens closely for any sign of approaching jackboots.

Most notably, she is a deeply caring person, though she hides it behind acerbic comments and wit. She is happy to help those in need, even if it means going without compensation for her actions or delaying herself. She has missed more than a few appointments because someone was in desperate need of aid, and the Guild has stopped keeping track of all of the lectures she has missed.

====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Flaws</div>====

At only twenty years of age, Hyrtwyda's confidence easily slips away whenever she encounters something unfamiliar. She lacks life experience, and thus has a tendency to act unpredictably when it comes to things which are new and surprising. Combat leaves her panicked and shaky, and she relies almost entirely on her magic and her wit to see her through such things. Matters of the heart are even worse, and unfamiliar emotions tend to cause her jokes to crash down around her, leaving someone heartfelt and surprisingly vulnerable.

She also has a tendency of overstating her own knowledge to appear more calculating than she truly is – she recognises people and accents from the three central city-states, but beyond that she has no idea of whether they are from Coerthas or Sharlayan, and is likely to believe anything she's told.

She tends to view inaction as equivalent to condoning something, and reacts harshly if she feels that people have chosen not to help when they were in a situation to do so.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Mannerisms</div>===
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Hyrtwyda smirks easily and often – she enjoys catching people off-guard, and likes to show her enjoyment of it.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her eyes are inquisitive, near-constantly moving across the features of anyone she meets.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> When nervous, she'll rest her hand against her codex, thumbing its pages and feeling the arcanima contained within.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Her accent is an awkward topic for her; attempts at a Limsan accent sound awkward and forced, and so she falls back to the light, lilting tones of her native land.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #ECCA67;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>'''Likes'''</center></div>
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Flirting.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Compassion.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Well-made wooden furniture.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Evenings.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Warm fires and warm conversation.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Soft, finely woven clothing.
: <font style="color:#ECCA67;" size="3">■</font> Aiding those in need.

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: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Gridania.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> The Conjurer's Guild.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Authority figures.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Humidity.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> People obsessed with following the rules, even if those rules are unjust.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Talk of "duty" or excessive partisanship.
: <font style="color:#DFD59E;" size="3">■</font> Conjurers.

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: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Food'': Ratatouille.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Drink'': Ul'dahn mulled tea or Lominsan wine. When stressed, she tends towards rum.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Place'': Fallgourd Float.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Color'': Rust red, or dark blues.
: <font style="color:#CACFA5;" size="3">■</font> ''Favourite Animal'': Carbuncles.

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====<div style="padding:0px 15px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;text-decoration:none;border-bottom:1px dotted;">Hobbies and Talents</div>====
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: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> Beyond the limited healing that the arcane arts provide for her, Hyrtwyda is able to cast a variety of Gridanian healing magicks with a wand or staff.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> While never her focus, she has some knowledge of the family trade of carpentry. She's hardly an artisan, but would probably be able to make a table if you gave her good wood and a little time.
: <font style="color:#F77A83;" size="3">■</font> She has experience with the arts of the chirurgeon, and is able to perform basic procedures with a degree of talent.

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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Combat</div>===

Hyrtwyda is not hugely experienced in battle, and prefers to avoid it. When combat is inevitable, she strikes rapidly with arcane techniques. A few well-placed strikes can send most animals scurrying for cover, and debilitating spells can leave people unable or unwilling to fight. She prefers not to kill people, and thus tends to afflict them with all manner of spells from every school of magic she knows, along with a poison vial or two. A frozen pirate with blurred vision, a fever, a hacking cough, weakened muscles, wind magic cutting into his skin and paralysing poison thrown into his face isn't going to be feeling particularly aggressive. Debilitate, not kill, is her primary strategy.

She doesn’t wear armour, and her skill with melee weaponry is practically non-existent. She attempts to keep her distance from any foes, summoning carbuncles to try and hold their attention while she manoeuvres around the back of a fight. If an enemy does close into stabbing range, she attempts to dodge around them or knock them away with water magic or even a well-placed kick. If absolutely necessary, she'll use her codex as a blocking weapon – it's better for it to take a dagger than for her to, after all.

She carries a wand and blades with her, but those are almost purely for her work as a healer and chirurgeon. She can defend herself with her wand but the blades are a last resort, if that. Her medical knowledge ensures she's aware of the critical locations to strike with a knife, but she lacks the skill to actually hit those points.

Of course, the ideal situation for Hyrtwyda is to have a friend fighting alongside her. Her wide range of magic can cure them of minor injuries, and she has experimented with techniques to magically shield them from harm. Alongside a skilled combatant, Hyrtwyda transforms from a minor nuisance into a major threat.

===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Biography</div>===

[The following is more than likely not known on an IC basis; if you want to do something with it, feel free to contact me so we can talk about it!]

====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Before the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">After the Calamity</div>====
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Under construction.

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====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Present Day</div>====

Hyrtwyda currently resides in the Arcanist's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. However, she is often seen across La Noscea. When asked, Yellowjackets and Maelstrom would confirm that she is suspected of performing magicks without sanction, but also confirm that they lack the evidence to accuse her of any crime. Without catching her in the act, they cannot know whether she is simply freezing people's warts, or if she is doing something far more sinister. Her suspected patients all seem unwilling to tell the authorities why they met with the Arcanist.

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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Rumours''</center></div></span></h3>
''Anyone whom Hyrtwyda has interacted with can add a rumour under PC rumours if they'd like.''
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumours (Easily overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "You want to know about a Sea Wolf in the Arcanist's Guild? Twelve, can you be any more specific?"
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "Does a lot of sneaking around, that one. I 'eard she runs with pirates or some such."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "I saw the Yellowjackets talking to a mage the other day. She looked pretty comfortable about it, but her hand was on those books they carry the whole time."
: <font style="color:#90AB76;" size="3">■</font> "She's been at the guild since before I arrived. I thought she was a local, but she's too well-spoken for it."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #F37E1D;">◢ Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "The Arcanists always seems to send that one girl to collect potion shipments from Ul'dah, hells if I know why."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "Hyrtwyda? Aye, she helped me out with…nevermind."
: <font style="color:#F37E1D;" size="3">■</font> "It's not Maelstrom policy to discuss ongoing cases. Carry on."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #D83018;">◢ Rare Rumours (Very difficult or rarely overheard)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "Eyhafrynwyn? She picks up potions from us every few moons. Two crates for the guild, but then she always orders about a dozen potions and salves for her own use. I can't for the life of me work out what she does with them all."
: <font style="color:#D83018;" size="3">■</font> "She abandoned her responsibilities. Don't ask me about her again."

<b><div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #aac5b4;">◢ PC Rumours (Rumours from the characters of other players)</div></b>
: <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font>
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: <center><font style="color:#F02311;" size="3">♥</font> Romantic Interest <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="3">♥</font> Platonic Love <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> Good Standing <font style="color:#C24640;" size="3">●</font> Poor Standing</center>

: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Arcian Martell]]''' : Hyrtwyda met Arcian several years ago, though only claims to have truly known her for around a year. The two enjoy the occasional drink together, and Hyrtwyda's door is always open to the Highlander whenever her work brings her to Limsa. She has a healthy respect for the mercenary's skill and now-buried temper, and has seen her through more than a few broken bones.
: <font style="color:#9EC60B;" size="3">●</font> '''[[Victoria Castle]]''' : A seemingly-nondescript Hyur, Hyrtwyda is never quite sure of how to describe Victoria. For lack of a better phrase, the girl intrigues her. A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a cute Midlander, Hyrtwyda's thoughts have been resting on the young machinist more than she cares to admit.
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===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Roleplaying Connections</div>===

You might know Hyrtwyda if:

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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you had a connection with the Gridanian Conjurer's Guild from 1568-1575
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> …if you've been part of the Conjurer's Guild from 1575 onwards.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if you've been injured in La Noscea in the past 4 years.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> ...if, in the past year or so, you've worked for the Ul'dahn Alchemist's Guild.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Contacts and Out-of-Character Information</div>===
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: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> This character is on the Balmung server.
: <font style="color:#5c8aa4;" size="3">■</font> I'm on the RPC as Daxolotl, if you want to contact me there.

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===<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #BEC3BC;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Footnotes</div>===

: Original template by [[Bancroft Gairn]], using modifications from an older version of that template as seen on the page for [[Valerie Vaulefort]], and shamelessly borrowed from [[Arcian Martell]] with her permission.

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2015-12-17T13:44:56Z

Daxolotl: Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn

Hyrtwyda Eyhafrynwyn