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		<title>User:Esotericlatte</title>
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&lt;div&gt;The idea for this about page came from the player [[User:Cedric|Cedric]], and he is still a pretty chill guy, so you should probably check him out at some point in time.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some of the ideas for Trisselle's page actually were inspired by [[Aerius Destroven|Aerius's]] so make sure you take a look at his stuff as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just call me &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eso&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;, if you'd like, but I'll answer to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Esoteric&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; as well. I started playing FFXIV shortly after launch and originally started on Gilgamesh, but moved to the Balmung server for RP purposes. I &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;stopped&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; playing around May 2014 for a plethora of reasons, but came back mid-January 2015. I also play on the Ultros server, though I admittedly don't give that as much attention as it deserves.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good things come to those who wait!&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==About==&lt;br /&gt;
* A member of the &amp;quot;I wish I was Forever 21 but I have a ton of Grey Hair&amp;quot; club&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Ohio&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, GMT -5 (-4 during DST)&lt;br /&gt;
* Weekdays: Post 6:00PM EST; Weekends: Open — Prone to fluctuate depending on IRL situations.&lt;br /&gt;
* Contact Info:&lt;br /&gt;
**'''Email:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;totallygaybritishman [at] gmail [dot] com&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==RP Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
I am a fairly easy-going RPer and rather open-minded, so if we have something in common, we should get along famously.&lt;br /&gt;
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* I like walk-up RP and I'm fair game. If you catch me running around, feel free to stop me. The only time I'm probably not available is for instances- unless it's an in-character run.&lt;br /&gt;
* I'm open to tells for questions or out of character communication, but in general unless there's a will and a way, I prefer not to interpret private messages as in character. (If the circumstance comes up where it's plausible, that's another story altogether—read: linkpearls.)&lt;br /&gt;
* I try to be tolerant of lore-breaking, but I make no guarantees. Likewise, if I've got anything incorrect, please give me a heads up. For the sake of the game universe, I'll do my best to be as accurate as I can be.&lt;br /&gt;
* I sure do love in-character letters—writing and receiving.&lt;br /&gt;
* I like in-depth storylines, especially in terms of relationships formed between characters (and by this, I don't exclusively mean romantic inclination—familial, friendship, etc., etc.). Chances are if I'm involved, I want to be there for the long haul and I'm willing to put in the time and effort. When it comes to romantic relationships, it's something I want to work on and discuss. I like developing these sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;
* I love negative and positive character relationships. Whether our characters banter frequently or connect very well on a multitude of levels, chances are I'm loving every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;
* My characters are not a mouthpiece for my thoughts, so try to take things they say or do with a grain of salt. I like playing controversial characters with controversial ideals, so try not to interpret any character rudeness as mine. Some of my characters may occasionally be jerks, but I am not my character, and I most likely think you are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;
* Likewise, I'm really not 'down' with people who take in character things to an out of character and then stir nonsense up about it. If you have a problem with something that's happened, discuss it with me, or with whomever is involved. How does anyone know unless you say something? Don't just jump onto the boat of 'I'm going to try to ruin these peoples' lives because I didn't get the ending I wanted.' That's just not cool. And it's stressful. And this is a game. So you should probably try to not make it feel like IRL stress. Thanks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==End Note==&lt;br /&gt;
:Wait. What is this here for, I have no idea. ♥&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily. Since then, however, it was announced that Lily had been located safely. The downside, however, is that Lily appears to have very little interest in socialising with anyone, consequently leaving her experiences in her absence a mystery.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins. At the current point in time, she has yet to be able to locate either the herb or the fragrance Stefan has been searching for.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Give Me My Cut&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With no intent to attend Stefan Delumiere's bachelor party, Augustine Frost convinced Trisselle to for the sake of blackmailing Stefan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Under the belief that Stefan was only marrying Sasha Rochester for her money (as he had lost most of his fortune after his attempts to kill both Augustine and Trisselle failed), Augustine proposed that he and Trisselle both acquire their 'cut,' most likely on the behalf of remaining silent about Stefan's ulterior motives. Trisselle agreed to the notion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• On the night of Stefan's bachelor party, however, Trisselle could not stomach being in Stefan's presence and watching him seamlessly flirt with what must have been his harem at various points in time that they knew one another. Consequently she left and has not seen Augustine or Stefan since then.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Cultists and Voidsent; Oh My&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Zarek Windsoul, a wandering adventurer with whom Trisselle has grown acquainted time and time again for the sake of healing his injuries, requested her accompaniment into Northern Thanalan. A woman, by the name of Faith Stormshrike, had been abducted by cultists and with Azrael Stormshrike and Steel Wolf, the four would infiltrate the cavernous lair, locate Faith, and offer her a safe escort to the quarters of her and her kin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Surprisingly, it was an adventure without much in the way of unexpected surprises, something that Trisselle had never been quite accustomed to. They located Faith without too much difficulty and all three with combative abilities escaped relatively unscathed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Faith had been placed under a trance by the cultists and through no complete understanding of her own abilities, Trisselle was capable of breaking it. When Azrael informed her that Faith was with child, she further had to ensure the safety of said child, and left her own particular mark of protection—with Menphina's good graces.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Divine Regretribution&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A WIP&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Idristan&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Idristan has been a longtime accompaniment to Trisselle's direct line, though she remains uncertain of who he actually is. While she considers him something of a childhood 'friend,' as her elder, he's struck something akin to an older brother position, despite her lacking knowledge on any siblings. At the end of the first year above ground, Trisselle discovered that Idristan had been sent after her to tail her various exploits and plights, due to her secrecy. It is a known fact among Trisselle's direct line that Idristan personally delivers a report to Vairemont and Nellaure once a sun or moon. Although aware of his presence, Trisselle has never personally seen Idristan above ground and they have never conversed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Odette Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Who is this woman...????&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. Although they have gone back and forth with their seeming 'dislike' for one another since Trisselle's return, ironically their relationship remains platonic, but is seemingly resolved of the former distance they once held. Additionally, Trisselle has agreed to assisting Augustine in various tasks—the kind she probably shouldn't even be a part of. She continues to care for him a great deal and genuinely wishes to see him happy, especially since she was not able to give that to him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The relationship between Devereau and Trisselle has been a tumultuous one at best. Much of its basis came from Devereau merely being at the right place at the most inopportune time for Trisselle. They have had a plethora of ups and downs, and both have been exposed to a world of envy, greed, and seemingly insatiable appetites. In the beginning, Trisselle viewed their intimate relationship as a very professional one, sternly believing it was temporary at best and that she would remain a part of his life until he found someone to replace her. It took Devereau practically smacking it into her head that he was there to stay before she even remotely accepted it as truth. While it's true that he won her hand in marriage over a card game, Trisselle has finally come to terms with the idea that she does deeply love Devereau. Her invested feelings, however, have caused her a great deal of emotional duress and strain, indicating what could potentially be incredibly unhealthy. Regardless of whatever it is, it appears that Devereau and Trisselle mirror their sentiments of one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with a reverence she doesn't expect from him, while contrasting with a bold and brazen nature. He keeps her infinitely fascinated and she's unable to deny that she holds a slight romantic as well as physical inclination for him. Had it not been for Devereau's interjection, Erlanis and Trisselle likely would have crossed the threshold from innocence into intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;TBD&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::They met during the second pilgrimage she took after visiting above ground. A seeming soldier of great discipline and composure, Trisselle sees much of herself in him. Martiallais is serious, kind, and oft appears aloof or stoic. Surrounded by enigma, her curiosity tends to get the best of herself. An Ishgardian and fellow Duskwight, his social status far outranks hers and she is frequently uncertain of how to compose herself around him. He seems to believe she is a 'Lady,' however, by her regal bearing and treats her as such—resulting in her own confusion and uncertainty. She knows very little of his background, but he has assisted her in the past, leading her to believe he is a reliable ally and a surprisingly open door to Ishgard's mysteries. Although she has not informed him, her family has taken a great interest in Martiallais's position and influence, convincing Trisselle to spend more time in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Once upon a time, Renee was actually Renaud, and once upon a time, Trisselle had fallen quite head over heels for Renaud. Believing it to be a one-sided affection, however, she kept her feelings to herself. Despite her unwise antics with Augustine and Stefan, Renaud continuously protected her and even to the present day, continues to do so. After she returned from the Twelveswood and Amaryllis's birth, Renaud had suddenly become Renee, through some grand convoluted mishap. Resigned to her new fate, Renee took to her same responsibilities as a leader and continued to provide to Trisselle a safe and secure shelter for when she was not travelling. Their relationship has a kind of depth to it that is not easily defined. It sits on many different wavelengths: sister and sister, mother and daughter, knight and princess, guardian and ward, paramour and paramour. If Renee was not in a committed relationship and Trisselle thought herself worthy, it's entirely possible that they would be more serious. Renee earnestly believes that no one is good enough for Trisselle or what she would require in terms of care and generosity and respect. This has led to the implication that Renee should step in where others cannot and be what she believes Trisselle needs most of all.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). When Trisselle received an invitation to Stefan's marriage ceremony with [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] her heart was broken, for she'd believed and desired a chance to be in Stefan's heart once more, despite their past with one another. While she refused to attend his wedding, she still loves and cares for him to a disgustingly aching extent, but has resigned herself to the reality of the situation: the future she wanted with Stefan will never come to pass. Stefan is the only person to date with whom Trisselle has ever truly been in love with.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl `ad her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she'd not moved from her spot. Must've been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She never flinches at the sight of blood, but I saw her face once and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother. I guess she really is capable of expressing some emotion.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Little lady seems to have a gathering of admirers. Hyurs, Miqo'te, Elezen. It's not uncommon to see her in the company of men—and some of them have had downright terrible reputations. Her expression's always different with a different man, though. Just what is she trying to do?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Heard she came to Coerthas to see the Ishgardian dignitary. She was downright distraught when she discovered he had already relocated himself to the Holy See, however. I am fairly certain I heard a wistful sigh as she turned to leave the settlement.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It's the third time she's been brought in during the last six suns and moons. And every time she comes, she looks a little worse for wear.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you. If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time in Thanalan's desert for one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Updated CR — (Devereau) / Rare Rumours — (Just changed one.) / Pending more updates — An infinite wip&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily. Since then, however, it was announced that Lily had been located safely. The downside, however, is that Lily appears to have very little interest in socialising with anyone, consequently leaving her experiences in her absence a mystery.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins. At the current point in time, she has yet to be able to locate either the herb or the fragrance Stefan has been searching for.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Give Me My Cut&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With no intent to attend Stefan Delumiere's bachelor party, Augustine Frost convinced Trisselle to for the sake of blackmailing Stefan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Under the belief that Stefan was only marrying Sasha Rochester for her money (as he had lost most of his fortune after his attempts to kill both Augustine and Trisselle failed), Augustine proposed that he and Trisselle both acquire their 'cut,' most likely on the behalf of remaining silent about Stefan's ulterior motives. Trisselle agreed to the notion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• On the night of Stefan's bachelor party, however, Trisselle could not stomach being in Stefan's presence and watching him seamlessly flirt with what must have been his harem at various points in time that they knew one another. Consequently she left and has not seen Augustine or Stefan since then.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Cultists and Voidsent; Oh My&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Zarek Windsoul, a wandering adventurer with whom Trisselle has grown acquainted time and time again for the sake of healing his injuries, requested her accompaniment into Northern Thanalan. A woman, by the name of Faith Stormshrike, had been abducted by cultists and with Azrael Stormshrike and Steel Wolf, the four would infiltrate the cavernous lair, locate Faith, and offer her a safe escort to the quarters of her and her kin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Surprisingly, it was an adventure without much in the way of unexpected surprises, something that Trisselle had never been quite accustomed to. They located Faith without too much difficulty and all three with combative abilities escaped relatively unscathed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Faith had been placed under a trance by the cultists and through no complete understanding of her own abilities, Trisselle was capable of breaking it. When Azrael informed her that Faith was with child, she further had to ensure the safety of said child, and left her own particular mark of protection—with Menphina's good graces.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Divine Regretribution&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A WIP&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Idristan&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Idristan has been a longtime accompaniment to Trisselle's direct line, though she remains uncertain of who he actually is. While she considers him something of a childhood 'friend,' as her elder, he's struck something akin to an older brother position, despite her lacking knowledge on any siblings. At the end of the first year above ground, Trisselle discovered that Idristan had been sent after her to tail her various exploits and plights, due to her secrecy. It is a known fact among Trisselle's direct line that Idristan personally delivers a report to Vairemont and Nellaure once a sun or moon. Although aware of his presence, Trisselle has never personally seen Idristan above ground and they have never conversed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Odette Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Who is this woman...????&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Platonic Affection&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Sexual Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Poor Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Neutral Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. Although they have gone back and forth with their seeming 'dislike' for one another since Trisselle's return, ironically their relationship remains platonic, but is seemingly resolved of the former distance they once held. Additionally, Trisselle has agreed to assisting Augustine in various tasks—the kind she probably shouldn't even be a part of. She continues to care for him a great deal and genuinely wishes to see him happy, especially since she was not able to give that to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The relationship between Devereau and Trisselle has been a tumultuous one at best. Much of its basis came from Devereau merely being at the right place at the most inopportune time for Trisselle. They have had a plethora of ups and downs, and both have been exposed to a world of envy, greed, and seemingly insatiable appetites. In the beginning, Trisselle viewed their intimate relationship as a very professional one, sternly believing it was temporary at best and that she would remain a part of his life until he found someone to replace her. It took Devereau practically smacking it into her head that he was there to stay before she even remotely accepted it as truth. While it's true that he won her hand in marriage over a card game, Trisselle has finally come to terms with the idea that she does deeply love Devereau. Her invested feelings, however, have caused her a great deal of emotional duress and strain, indicating what could potentially be incredibly unhealthy. Regardless of whatever it is, it appears that Devereau and Trisselle mirror their sentiments of one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with a reverence she doesn't expect from him, while contrasting with a bold and brazen nature. He keeps her infinitely fascinated and she's unable to deny that she holds a slight romantic as well as physical inclination for him. Had it not been for Devereau's interjection, Erlanis and Trisselle likely would have crossed the threshold from innocence into intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;TBD&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Martiallais Heuloix|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Martiallais Heuloix&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::They met during the second pilgrimage she took after visiting above ground. A seeming soldier of great discipline and composure, Trisselle sees much of herself in him. Martiallais is serious, kind, and oft appears aloof or stoic. Surrounded by enigma, her curiosity tends to get the best of herself. An Ishgardian and fellow Duskwight, his social status far outranks hers and she is frequently uncertain of how to compose herself around him. He seems to believe she is a 'Lady,' however, by her regal bearing and treats her as such—resulting in her own confusion and uncertainty. She knows very little of his background, but he has assisted her in the past, leading her to believe he is a reliable ally and a surprisingly open door to Ishgard's mysteries. Although she has not informed him, her family has taken a great interest in Martiallais's position and influence, convincing Trisselle to spend more time in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Once upon a time, Renee was actually Renaud, and once upon a time, Trisselle had fallen quite head over heels for Renaud. Believing it to be a one-sided affection, however, she kept her feelings to herself. Despite her unwise antics with Augustine and Stefan, Renaud continuously protected her and even to the present day, continues to do so. After she returned from the Twelveswood and Amaryllis's birth, Renaud had suddenly become Renee, through some grand convoluted mishap. Resigned to her new fate, Renee took to her same responsibilities as a leader and continued to provide to Trisselle a safe and secure shelter for when she was not travelling. Their relationship has a kind of depth to it that is not easily defined. It sits on many different wavelengths: sister and sister, mother and daughter, knight and princess, guardian and ward, paramour and paramour. If Renee was not in a committed relationship and Trisselle thought herself worthy, it's entirely possible that they would be more serious. Renee earnestly believes that no one is good enough for Trisselle or what she would require in terms of care and generosity and respect. This has led to the implication that Renee should step in where others cannot and be what she believes Trisselle needs most of all.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). When Trisselle received an invitation to Stefan's marriage ceremony with [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] her heart was broken, for she'd believed and desired a chance to be in Stefan's heart once more, despite their past with one another. While she refused to attend his wedding, she still loves and cares for him to a disgustingly aching extent, but has resigned herself to the reality of the situation: the future she wanted with Stefan will never come to pass. Stefan is the only person to date with whom Trisselle has ever truly been in love with.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl `ad her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she'd not moved from her spot. Must've been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Little lady seems to have a gathering of admirers. Hyurs, Miqo'te, Elezen. It's not uncommon to see her in the company of men—and some of them have had downright terrible reputations. Her expression's always different with a different man, though. Just what is she trying to do?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Heard she came to Coerthas to see the Ishgardian dignitary. She was downright distraught when she discovered he had already relocated himself to the Holy See, however. I am fairly certain I heard a wistful sigh as she turned to leave the settlement.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She never flinches at the sight of blood, but I saw her face once and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother. I guess she really is capable of expressing some emotion.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time in Thanalan's desert for one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily. Since then, however, it was announced that Lily had been located safely. The downside, however, is that Lily appears to have very little interest in socialising with anyone, consequently leaving her experiences in her absence a mystery.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins. At the current point in time, she has yet to be able to locate either the herb or the fragrance Stefan has been searching for.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Give Me My Cut&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With no intent to attend Stefan Delumiere's bachelor party, Augustine Frost convinced Trisselle to for the sake of blackmailing Stefan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Under the belief that Stefan was only marrying Sasha Rochester for her money (as he had lost most of his fortune after his attempts to kill both Augustine and Trisselle failed), Augustine proposed that he and Trisselle both acquire their 'cut,' most likely on the behalf of remaining silent about Stefan's ulterior motives. Trisselle agreed to the notion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• On the night of Stefan's bachelor party, however, Trisselle could not stomach being in Stefan's presence and watching him seamlessly flirt with what must have been his harem at various points in time that they knew one another. Consequently she left and has not seen Augustine or Stefan since then.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Cultists and Voidsent; Oh My&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Zarek Windsoul, a wandering adventurer with whom Trisselle has grown acquainted time and time again for the sake of healing his injuries, requested her accompaniment into Northern Thanalan. A woman, by the name of Faith Stormshrike, had been abducted by cultists and with Azrael Stormshrike and Steel Wolf, the four would infiltrate the cavernous lair, locate Faith, and offer her a safe escort to the quarters of her and her kin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Surprisingly, it was an adventure without much in the way of unexpected surprises, something that Trisselle had never been quite accustomed to. They located Faith without too much difficulty and all three with combative abilities escaped relatively unscathed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Faith had been placed under a trance by the cultists and through no complete understanding of her own abilities, Trisselle was capable of breaking it. When Azrael informed her that Faith was with child, she further had to ensure the safety of said child, and left her own particular mark of protection—with Menphina's good graces.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Divine Regretribution&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A WIP&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;FAMILY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Idristan&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Idristan has been a longtime accompaniment to Trisselle's direct line, though she remains uncertain of who he actually is. While she considers him something of a childhood 'friend,' as her elder, he's struck something akin to an older brother position, despite her lacking knowledge on any siblings. At the end of the first year above ground, Trisselle discovered that Idristan had been sent after her to tail her various exploits and plights, due to her secrecy. It is a known fact among Trisselle's direct line that Idristan personally delivers a report to Vairemont and Nellaure once a sun or moon. Although aware of his presence, Trisselle has never personally seen Idristan above ground and they have never conversed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Odette Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Who is this woman...????&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Platonic Affection&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Sexual Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Poor Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Neutral Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. Although they have gone back and forth with their seeming 'dislike' for one another since Trisselle's return, ironically their relationship remains platonic, but is seemingly resolved of the former distance they once held. Additionally, Trisselle has agreed to assisting Augustine in various tasks—the kind she probably shouldn't even be a part of. She continues to care for him a great deal and genuinely wishes to see him happy, especially since she was not able to give that to him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Devereau Beauregard|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Devereau Beauregard&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Devereau is a man of eccentric tastes and means, and seemingly familiar with either getting his way or of being in control of most near every situation he involves himself with. As Trisselle was neither convenient for him to seduce nor does she continue to provide a simple path, his investment grows deeper by the day in her company. When he confessed that he loved her, she initially reacted poorly, but agreed that he was of some import. Some of her actions around him have been unwise, leading to complicated aftermaths, and much of the presence of their relationship has been spurred by Devereau simply being at the right place during the right time while she's been emotionally vulnerable. When he asked for her hand in marriage, she turned him down, but so persistent was he that she eventually came to a compromise: a card game. Devereau won their game, however, and Trisselle's arrogance failed her, sealing her fate as Devereau's wife-to-be. While she has finally admitted that she loves him, she has not stated the extent of such, or expressed a sincere desire to marry him, instead claiming that she is responsible for his happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Erlanis Shadir|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Erlanis Shadir&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with a reverence she doesn't expect from him, while contrasting with a bold and brazen nature. He keeps her infinitely fascinated and she's unable to deny that she holds a slight romantic as well as physical inclination for him. Had it not been for Devereau's interjection, Erlanis and Trisselle likely would have crossed the threshold from innocence into intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[I'tsu Fhuz|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I'tsu Fhuz&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;TBD&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Martiallais Heuloix|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Martiallais Heuloix&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::They met during the second pilgrimage she took after visiting above ground. A seeming soldier of great discipline and composure, Trisselle sees much of herself in him. Martiallais is serious, kind, and oft appears aloof or stoic. Surrounded by enigma, her curiosity tends to get the best of herself. An Ishgardian and fellow Duskwight, his social status far outranks hers and she is frequently uncertain of how to compose herself around him. He seems to believe she is a 'Lady,' however, by her regal bearing and treats her as such—resulting in her own confusion and uncertainty. She knows very little of his background, but he has assisted her in the past, leading her to believe he is a reliable ally and a surprisingly open door to Ishgard's mysteries. Although she has not informed him, her family has taken a great interest in Martiallais's position and influence, convincing Trisselle to spend more time in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Once upon a time, Renee was actually Renaud, and once upon a time, Trisselle had fallen quite head over heels for Renaud. Believing it to be a one-sided affection, however, she kept her feelings to herself. Despite her unwise antics with Augustine and Stefan, Renaud continuously protected her and even to the present day, continues to do so. After she returned from the Twelveswood and Amaryllis's birth, Renaud had suddenly become Renee, through some grand convoluted mishap. Resigned to her new fate, Renee took to her same responsibilities as a leader and continued to provide to Trisselle a safe and secure shelter for when she was not travelling. Their relationship has a kind of depth to it that is not easily defined. It sits on many different wavelengths: sister and sister, mother and daughter, knight and princess, guardian and ward, paramour and paramour. If Renee was not in a committed relationship and Trisselle thought herself worthy, it's entirely possible that they would be more serious. Renee earnestly believes that no one is good enough for Trisselle or what she would require in terms of care and generosity and respect. This has led to the implication that Renee should step in where others cannot and be what she believes Trisselle needs most of all.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). When Trisselle received an invitation to Stefan's marriage ceremony with [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] her heart was broken, for she'd believed and desired a chance to be in Stefan's heart once more, despite their past with one another. While she refused to attend his wedding, she still loves and cares for him to a disgustingly aching extent, but has resigned herself to the reality of the situation: the future she wanted with Stefan will never come to pass. Stefan is the only person to date with whom Trisselle has ever truly been in love with.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl `ad her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she'd not moved from her spot. Must've been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's always on the go. Like she has somewhere she needs to be. One moment, she'll be right there—and she's hard to miss—and the next, she'll be gone, leaving me wondering when she ever just takes the time to stop and relax.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Little lady seems to have a gathering of admirers. Hyurs, Miqo'te, Elezen. It's not uncommon to see her in the company of men—and some of them have had downright terrible reputations. Her expression's always different with a different man, though. Just what is she trying to do?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Heard she came to Coerthas to see the Ishgardian dignitary. She was downright distraught when she discovered he had already relocated himself to the Holy See, however. I am fairly certain I heard a wistful sigh as she turned to leave the settlement.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time in Thanalan's desert for one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2015-07-02T22:33:10Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Updated CR — (Devereau, Erlanis); some plot stuff, some rp hook stuff&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;THE PRESENT&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;SIGNIFICANT EVENTS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily. Since then, however, it was announced that Lily had been located safely. The downside, however, is that Lily appears to have very little interest in socialising with anyone, consequently leaving her experiences in her absence a mystery.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins. At the current point in time, she has yet to be able to locate either the herb or the fragrance Stefan has been searching for.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Give Me My Cut&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With no intent to attend Stefan Delumiere's bachelor party, Augustine Frost convinced Trisselle to for the sake of blackmailing Stefan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Under the belief that Stefan was only marrying Sasha Rochester for her money (as he had lost most of his fortune after his attempts to kill both Augustine and Trisselle failed), Augustine proposed that he and Trisselle both acquire their 'cut,' most likely on the behalf of remaining silent about Stefan's ulterior motives. Trisselle agreed to the notion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• On the night of Stefan's bachelor party, however, Trisselle could not stomach being in Stefan's presence and watching him seamlessly flirt with what must have been his harem at various points in time that they knew one another. Consequently she left and has not seen Augustine or Stefan since then.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Cultists and Voidsent; Oh My&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Zarek Windsoul, a wandering adventurer with whom Trisselle has grown acquainted time and time again for the sake of healing his injuries, requested her accompaniment into Northern Thanalan. A woman, by the name of Faith Stormshrike, had been abducted by cultists and with Azrael Stormshrike and Steel Wolf, the four would infiltrate the cavernous lair, locate Faith, and offer her a safe escort to the quarters of her and her kin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Surprisingly, it was an adventure without much in the way of unexpected surprises, something that Trisselle had never been quite accustomed to. They located Faith without too much difficulty and all three with combative abilities escaped relatively unscathed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Faith had been placed under a trance by the cultists and through no complete understanding of her own abilities, Trisselle was capable of breaking it. When Azrael informed her that Faith was with child, she further had to ensure the safety of said child, and left her own particular mark of protection—with Menphina's good graces.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Divine Regretribution&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A WIP&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;FAMILY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Idristan&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Idristan has been a longtime accompaniment to Trisselle's direct line, though she remains uncertain of who he actually is. While she considers him something of a childhood 'friend,' as her elder, he's struck something akin to an older brother position, despite her lacking knowledge on any siblings. At the end of the first year above ground, Trisselle discovered that Idristan had been sent after her to tail her various exploits and plights, due to her secrecy. It is a known fact among Trisselle's direct line that Idristan personally delivers a report to Vairemont and Nellaure once a sun or moon. Although aware of his presence, Trisselle has never personally seen Idristan above ground and they have never conversed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Odette Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Who is this woman...????&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Platonic Affection&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Sexual Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Poor Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Neutral Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. Although they have gone back and forth with their seeming 'dislike' for one another since Trisselle's return, ironically their relationship remains platonic, but is seemingly resolved of the former distance they once held. Additionally, Trisselle has agreed to assisting Augustine in various tasks—the kind she probably shouldn't even be a part of. She continues to care for him a great deal and genuinely wishes to see him happy, especially since she was not able to give that to him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Devereau Beauregard|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Devereau Beauregard&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Devereau is a man of eccentric tastes and means, and seemingly familiar with either getting his way or of being in control of most near every situation he involves himself with. As Trisselle was neither convenient for him to seduce nor does she continue to provide a simple path, his investment grows deeper by the day in her company. When he confessed that he loved her, she initially reacted poorly, but agreed that he was of some import. Some of her actions around him have been unwise, leading to complicated aftermaths, and much of the presence of their relationship has been spurred by Devereau simply being at the right place during the right time while she's been emotionally vulnerable. When he asked for her hand in marriage, she turned him down, but so persistent was he that she eventually came to a compromise: a card game. Devereau won their game, however, and Trisselle's arrogance failed her, sealing her fate as Devereau's wife-to-be. While she has finally admitted that she loves him, she has not stated the extent of such, or expressed a sincere desire to marry him, instead claiming that she is responsible for his happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Erlanis Shadir|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Erlanis Shadir&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with a reverence she doesn't expect from him, while contrasting with a bold and brazen nature. He keeps her infinitely fascinated and she's unable to deny that she holds a slight romantic as well as physical inclination for him. Had it not been for Devereau's interjection, Erlanis and Trisselle likely would have crossed the threshold from innocence into intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[I'tsu Fhuz|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I'tsu Fhuz&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;TBD&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Martiallais Heuloix|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Martiallais Heuloix&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::They met during the second pilgrimage she took after visiting above ground. A seeming soldier of great discipline and composure, Trisselle sees much of herself in him. Martiallais is serious, kind, and oft appears aloof or stoic. Surrounded by enigma, her curiosity tends to get the best of herself. An Ishgardian and fellow Duskwight, his social status far outranks hers and she is frequently uncertain of how to compose herself around him. He seems to believe she is a 'Lady,' however, by her regal bearing and treats her as such—resulting in her own confusion and uncertainty. She knows very little of his background, but he has assisted her in the past, leading her to believe he is a reliable ally and a surprisingly open door to Ishgard's mysteries. Although she has not informed him, her family has taken a great interest in Martiallais's position and influence, convincing Trisselle to spend more time in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] [[Renee Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Once upon a time, Renee was actually Renaud, and once upon a time, Trisselle had fallen quite head over heels for Renaud. Believing it to be a one-sided affection, however, she kept her feelings to herself. Despite her unwise antics with Augustine and Stefan, Renaud continuously protected her and even to the present day, continues to do so. After she returned from the Twelveswood and Amaryllis's birth, Renaud had suddenly become Renee, through some grand convoluted mishap. Resigned to her new fate, Renee took to her same responsibilities as a leader and continued to provide to Trisselle a safe and secure shelter for when she was not travelling. Their relationship has a kind of depth to it that is not easily defined. It sits on many different wavelengths: sister and sister, mother and daughter, knight and princess, guardian and ward, paramour and paramour. If Renee was not in a committed relationship and Trisselle thought herself worthy, it's entirely possible that they would be more serious. Renee earnestly believes that no one is good enough for Trisselle or what she would require in terms of care and generosity and respect. This has led to the implication that Renee should step in where others cannot and be what she believes Trisselle needs most of all.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). When Trisselle received an invitation to Stefan's marriage ceremony with [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] her heart was broken, for she'd believed and desired a chance to be in Stefan's heart once more, despite their past with one another. While she refused to attend his wedding, she still loves and cares for him to a disgustingly aching extent, but has resigned herself to the reality of the situation: the future she wanted with Stefan will never come to pass. Stefan is the only person to date with whom Trisselle has ever truly been in love with.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Tayn Zolin|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tayn Zolin&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl `ad her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she'd not moved from her spot. Must've been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's always on the go. Like she has somewhere she needs to be. One moment, she'll be right there—and she's hard to miss—and the next, she'll be gone, leaving me wondering when she ever just takes the time to stop and relax.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Little lady seems to have a gathering of admirers. Hyurs, Miqo'te, Elezen. It's not uncommon to see her in the company of men—and some of them have had downright terrible reputations. Her expression's always different with a different man, though. Just what is she trying to do?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Heard she came to Coerthas to see the Ishgardian dignitary. She was downright distraught when she discovered he had already relocated himself to the Holy See, however. I am fairly certain I heard a wistful sigh as she turned to leave the settlement.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She never flinches at the sight of blood, but I saw her face once and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother. I guess she really is capable of expressing some emotion.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;POINTS OF INTEREST&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you. If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time in Thanalan's desert for one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2015-06-06T16:46:07Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Updated plot things, a little under CR&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily. Since then, however, it was announced that Lily had been located safely. The downside, however, is that Lily appears to have very little interest in socialising with anyone, consequently leaving her experiences in her absence a mystery.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins. At the current point in time, she has yet to be able to locate either the herb or the fragrance Stefan has been searching for.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Give Me My Cut&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With no intent to attend Stefan Delumiere's bachelor party, Augustine Frost convinced Trisselle to for the sake of blackmailing Stefan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Under the belief that Stefan was only marrying Sasha Rochester for her money (as he had lost most of his fortune after his attempts to kill both Augustine and Trisselle failed), Augustine proposed that he and Trisselle both acquire their 'cut,' most likely on the behalf of remaining silent about Stefan's ulterior motives. Trisselle agreed to the notion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• On the night of Stefan's bachelor party, however, Trisselle could not stomach being in Stefan's presence and watching him seamlessly flirt with what must have been his harem at various points in time that they knew one another. Consequently she left and has not seen Augustine or Stefan since then.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Cultists and Voidsent; Oh My&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Zarek Windsoul, a wandering adventurer with whom Trisselle has grown acquainted time and time again for the sake of healing his injuries, requested her accompaniment into Northern Thanalan. A woman, by the name of Faith Stormshrike, had been abducted by cultists and with Azrael Stormshrike and Steel Wolf, the four would infiltrate the cavernous lair, locate Faith, and offer her a safe escort to the quarters of her and her kin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Surprisingly, it was an adventure without much in the way of unexpected surprises, something that Trisselle had never been quite accustomed to. They located Faith without too much difficulty and all three with combative abilities escaped relatively unscathed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Faith had been placed under a trance by the cultists and through no complete understanding of her own abilities, Trisselle was capable of breaking it. When Azrael informed her that Faith was with child, she further had to ensure the safety of said child, and left her own particular mark of protection—with Menphina's good graces.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Divine Regretribution&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;A WIP&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;FAMILY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Idristan&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Idristan has been a longtime accompaniment to Trisselle's direct line, though she remains uncertain of who he actually is. While she considers him something of a childhood 'friend,' as her elder, he's struck something akin to an older brother position, despite her lacking knowledge on any siblings. At the end of the first year above ground, Trisselle discovered that Idristan had been sent after her to tail her various exploits and plights, due to her secrecy. It is a known fact among Trisselle's direct line that Idristan personally delivers a report to Vairemont and Nellaure once a sun or moon. Although aware of his presence, Trisselle has never personally seen Idristan above ground and they have never conversed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Odette Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Who is this woman...????&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Platonic Affection&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Sexual Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Poor Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Neutral Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. Although they have gone back and forth with their seeming 'dislike' for one another since Trisselle's return, ironically their relationship remains platonic, but is seemingly resolved of the former distance they once held. Additionally, Trisselle has agreed to assisting Augustine in various tasks—the kind she probably shouldn't even be a part of. She continues to care for him a great deal and genuinely wishes to see him happy, especially since she was not able to give that to him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Devereau Beauregard|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Devereau Beauregard&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Devereau found Trisselle in Ul'dah while eavesdropping on a conversation she was a part of. It started out as a friendly glass of wine and eventually spiraled into something she didn't anticipate. Devereau is a man of eccentric tastes and means, and seemingly familiar with either getting his way or of being in control of most near every situation he involves himself with. As Trisselle was neither convenient for him to seduce nor does she continue to provide a simple path, his investment in her appears to come from a sparked intrigue. When he confessed that he loved her, she reacted poorly and though she cannot say the same in return, she has agreed that he &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;is&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of some import. Some of her actions around him have been unwise, leading to complicated aftermaths, and much of the presence of their relationship has been spurred by Devereau simply being at the right place during the right time while she's been emotionally vulnerable. Despite knowing vaguely of her past, Amaryllis, and the old world familial traditions that she's desperate to commit herself to, he seems naught but steadfast as a ship on the ever tumultuous sea that is Trisselle's well being. So steadfast, in fact, that he not-so-distantly requested her hand in marriage. The extent of her sentiments where he is regarded is currently unknown—even to him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Erlanis Shadir|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Erlanis Shadir&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length. Despite her suspicions, Trisselle has offered to see to Erlanis's financial shortcomings if he should need it and she appears to genuinely care about his well being.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[I'tsu Fhuz|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I'tsu Fhuz&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;TBD&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Martiallais Heuloix|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Martiallais Heuloix&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::They met during the second pilgrimage she took after visiting above ground. A seeming soldier of great discipline and composure, Trisselle sees much of herself in him. Martiallais is serious, kind, and oft appears aloof or stoic. Surrounded by enigma, her curiosity tends to get the best of herself. An Ishgardian and fellow Duskwight, his social status far outranks hers and she is frequently uncertain of how to compose herself around him. He seems to believe she is a 'Lady,' however, by her regal bearing and treats her as such—resulting in her own confusion and uncertainty. She knows very little of his background, but he has assisted her in the past, leading her to believe he is a reliable ally and a surprisingly open door to Ishgard's mysteries. Although she has not informed him, her family has taken a great interest in Martiallais's position and influence, convincing Trisselle to spend more time in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Once upon a time, Renee was actually Renaud, and once upon a time, Trisselle had fallen quite head over heels for Renaud. Believing it to be a one-sided affection, however, she kept her feelings to herself. Despite her unwise antics with Augustine and Stefan, Renaud continuously protected her and even to the present day, continues to do so. After she returned from the Twelveswood and Amaryllis's birth, Renaud had suddenly become Renee, through some grand convoluted mishap. Resigned to her new fate, Renee took to her same responsibilities as a leader and continued to provide to Trisselle a safe and secure shelter for when she was not travelling. Their relationship has a kind of depth to it that is not easily defined. It sits on many different wavelengths: sister and sister, mother and daughter, knight and princess, guardian and ward, paramour and paramour. If Renee was not in a committed relationship and Trisselle thought herself worthy, it's entirely possible that they would be more serious. Renee earnestly believes that no one is good enough for Trisselle or what she would require in terms of care and generosity and respect. This has led to the implication that Renee should step in where others cannot and be what she believes Trisselle needs most of all.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). When Trisselle received an invitation to Stefan's marriage ceremony with [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] her heart was broken, for she'd believed and desired a chance to be in Stefan's heart once more, despite their past with one another. While she refused to attend his wedding, she still loves and cares for him to a disgustingly aching extent, but has resigned herself to the reality of the situation: the future she wanted with Stefan will never come to pass. Stefan is the only person to date with whom Trisselle has ever truly been in love with.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Tayn Zolin|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tayn Zolin&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;RUMOURS - UNCOMMON&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl `ad her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she'd not moved from her spot. Must've been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's always on the go. Like she has somewhere she needs to be. One moment, she'll be right there—and she's hard to miss—and the next, she'll be gone, leaving me wondering when she ever just takes the time to stop and relax.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;RUMOURS - RARE&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Little lady seems to have a gathering of admirers. Hyurs, Miqo'te, Elezen. It's not uncommon to see her in the company of men—and some of them have had downright terrible reputations. Her expression's always different with a different man, though. Just what is she trying to do?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Heard she came to Coerthas to see the Ishgardian dignitary. She was downright distraught when she discovered he had already relocated himself to the Holy See, however. I am fairly certain I heard a wistful sigh as she turned to leave the settlement.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She never flinches at the sight of blood, but I saw her face once and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother. I guess she really is capable of expressing some emotion.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;POINTS OF INTEREST&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you. If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=95772</id>
		<title>User:Esotericlatte</title>
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		<updated>2015-06-06T16:29:05Z</updated>

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&lt;div&gt;The idea for this about page came from the player [[User:Cedric|Cedric]], and he is still a pretty chill guy, so you should probably check him out at some point in time.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some of the ideas for Trisselle's page actually were inspired by [[Aerius Destroven|Aerius's]] so make sure you take a look at his stuff as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just call me &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eso&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;, if you'd like, but I'll answer to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Esoteric&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; as well. I started playing FFXIV shortly after launch and originally started on Gilgamesh, but moved to the Balmung server for RP purposes. I &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;stopped&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; playing around May 2014 for a plethora of reasons, but came back mid-January 2015. I also play on the Ultros server, though I admittedly don't give that as much attention as it deserves.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good things come to those who wait!&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==About==&lt;br /&gt;
* A member of the &amp;quot;I wish I was Forever 21 but I have a ton of Grey Hair&amp;quot; club&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Ohio&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, GMT -5 (-4 during DST)&lt;br /&gt;
* Weekdays: Post 6:00PM EST; Weekends: Open — Prone to fluctuate depending on IRL situations.&lt;br /&gt;
* Contact Info:&lt;br /&gt;
**'''Email:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;totallygaybritishman [at] gmail [dot] com&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Characters==&lt;br /&gt;
My current roster is below.&lt;br /&gt;
===Gridania===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-tg.jpg|A seemingly naive and jaded Duskwight Elezen dedicated to the old world traditions, but possesses a mostly optimistic view of the world.|link=Trisselle Ganathain]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==RP Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
I am a fairly easy-going RPer and rather open-minded, so if we have something in common, we should get along famously.&lt;br /&gt;
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* I like walk-up RP and I'm fair game. If you catch me running around, feel free to stop me. The only time I'm probably not available is for instances- unless it's an in-character run.&lt;br /&gt;
* I'm open to tells for questions or out of character communication, but in general unless there's a will and a way, I prefer not to interpret private messages as in character. (If the circumstance comes up where it's plausible, that's another story altogether—read: linkpearls.)&lt;br /&gt;
* I try to be tolerant of lore-breaking, but I make no guarantees. Likewise, if I've got anything incorrect, please give me a heads up. For the sake of the game universe, I'll do my best to be as accurate as I can be.&lt;br /&gt;
* I sure do love in-character letters—writing and receiving.&lt;br /&gt;
* I like in-depth storylines, especially in terms of relationships formed between characters (and by this, I don't exclusively mean romantic inclination—familial, friendship, etc., etc.). Chances are if I'm involved, I want to be there for the long haul and I'm willing to put in the time and effort. When it comes to romantic relationships, it's something I want to work on and discuss. I like developing these sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;
* I love negative and positive character relationships. Whether our characters banter frequently or connect very well on a multitude of levels, chances are I'm loving every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;
* My characters are not a mouthpiece for my thoughts, so try to take things they say or do with a grain of salt. I like playing controversial characters with controversial ideals, so try not to interpret any character rudeness as mine. Some of my characters may occasionally be jerks, but I am not my character, and I think you are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;
* Likewise, I'm really not 'down' with people who take in character things to an out of character and then stir nonsense up about it. If you have a problem with something that's happened, discuss it with me, or with whomever is involved. How does anyone know unless you say something? Don't just jump onto the boat of 'I'm going to try to ruin these peoples' lives because I didn't get the ending I wanted.' That's just not cool. And it's stressful. And this is a game. So you should probably try to not make it feel like IRL stress. Thanks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Free Companies==&lt;br /&gt;
* Coral Sea — A pretty cool place with some pretty cool cats. Under the leadership of [[Renee Becquerel]] and [[Staelufre Lysmerl]]. We've hit a hard cap for our roster currently, which means we're not actually recruiting, but I'll update this as that changes. Primarily roleplay, we also do some PVE content and occasionally have raids going on for current end game content (as well as EX modes and earlier Turns of Bahamut).&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==End Note==&lt;br /&gt;
:Wait. What is this here for, I have no idea. ♥&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Devereau_Beauregard&amp;diff=94596</id>
		<title>Devereau Beauregard</title>
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		<updated>2015-06-01T17:17:16Z</updated>

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| caption = &amp;quot;Does not the plight of beauty call out to you...?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| title = Purveyor of Beauty&lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Male&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Ishgardian&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Wildwood&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Patron Diety&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = Oschon, the Wanderer&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Age&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = 48 (hates admitting it.)&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Marital Status&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = Perpetually smitten.&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Height&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = 6 fulm, 10 ilms&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Weight &lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = 200 ponz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Pansexual&lt;br /&gt;
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(Lovely art by random-historia.tumblr.com! They are cool and you should check them out.)&lt;br /&gt;
==Character==&lt;br /&gt;
===General===&lt;br /&gt;
Where ever he may be, Devereau Florentin Beauregard is a man who is seldomly defined by his surroundings. Enshrouded in eccentricities and decadence, it seems he has little regard for the standards of any given nation. Not one to mask his passions and fervour, he often warrants a few curious (or confused) stares. Even so, he carries himself with a dignified air, tranquil and observant in nature. Upon approaching him, many find he has little qualms with shedding this calm demeanour for flamboyant pomp and circumstance in response to casual social interaction. Regardless of the man's modus operandi, most would agree that his actions are generally lofty and kindhearted, and a reliable source of entertainment in the destinations of his wandering.&lt;br /&gt;
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For anyone who manages to wade through his flowery drivel and poetic speech long enough to force him to provide some personal information, he may be known as an artisan. The precise sort of artisan seems to be unclear; the most common responses being that he is skilled as a carpenter or as an alchemist. The one absolute is that the man has a distinct passion for creating weapons, artful implements of war. Though he much insists that he is of a pacifistic nature, willing to use words over steel, his love for creating tools of equal parts practical useability and artistic definition is unparalleled.  Most inquiries for work seem to be rejected, as if he holds more care for works of passion over source of income. As such, most everyone who bears one of his armaments has compelled his inspiration with a tale of which he chooses to imbue into his artistic creations. &lt;br /&gt;
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As overbearing as the man may be in appearance and speech, one thing is for certain: he is much more concerned of his company than himself. Most find themselves hard pressed to extract specific information from the man. Even when questioned of his (painfully apparent) heritage, he will often reply that is home is but where Oschon wills. Stalwart insistence, perplexing limericks and an unnerving smile seem to dissuade most from pressing such topics.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Appearance===&lt;br /&gt;
A painfully vain man, he often has a well kept, neat appearance, though no less outlandish. He bears voluminous lavender tresses that reach slightly beyond his shoulders, accented with rolanberry hued highlights to coincide with the ear adornments he is so fond of. Great care is taken into maintaining this artificial colour and &amp;quot;messy&amp;quot; look. Extremely defensive over the specific hue, he does not hesitate to correct those who would label the shade of violet incorrectly. &lt;br /&gt;
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A heavy amount of cosmetics are worn each and every day, sharing complimentary shades of violet in a sweeping curtain upon his eyes and coated upon his lips. Concealer and blush is applied to further accentuate his prominent, sharp facial structure. Though he is gaunt and showing degrees of age in the form of severe dark circles beneath his eyes, he is of the mind that it in fact lends to his dramatic presentation, as opposed to hindering it. As the scar upon his right cheek is exceedingly deep and pronounced despite its age, he does not bother to mask it. He is, however, not partial to attention being brought to it. &lt;br /&gt;
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His overall form is long and lithe, bones protruding upon his slender frame. Upon inspection, it would seem he has relatively well formed musculature, but this may be mostly as a result of his sheer lack of weight. The tone of his skin is extremely fair and pallid, devoid of notable blemishes or hair. &lt;br /&gt;
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These details are usually not clear, as he usually found in vast bounties of rich fabric, favouring regal, high saturated colour and elaborate designs. There is a distinct androgyny to his clothing style, occasionally sporting skirts and revealing clothing. When pressed on the topic of style or corresponding orientation, he is very insistent that beauty transcends gender. One tying factor between all of his clothing choices is their sheer extravagance, despite the climate or occasion. &lt;br /&gt;
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His stance and gait are no exception. Extremely expressive, it almost seems as if he is driven by a melody only he can hear, dedicated to a graceful performance. Often half-lidded eyes and swaying movements make him appear almost hypnotized, lost in a dream world of his own creation. A melodic, tenor voice lends to his narration, flighty notes and tones giving life to his poetic utterances. &lt;br /&gt;
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Most would just beg he take things seriously for once.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Personality===&lt;br /&gt;
Benevolent by nature, he is a gentle, kind hearted man. Though he gravitates toward solitude, he is by no means unable to socialize. He favours more intimate interactions, as he tends to pay a great deal of mind to all whose company he chooses to keep, ensuring all are seen as equals. His modest and unbiased nature in approaching new faces is made all the more outlandish, in stark contrast to his appearance. &lt;br /&gt;
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Often times he becomes rather carried away with the idea of love and beauty, and comes off as extremely flirtatious. In reality, he finds all sorts of discovery to be exhilarating, approaching people and work alike with the same overbearing enthusiasm. As a result of being so preoccupied with everything around him, he tends to neglect himself. A high possibility as to why he remains so gaunt. &lt;br /&gt;
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In the same chord, his compassion tends to be quite sincere, and as such, holding a great deal of close intimate relationships tends to be incredibly taxing upon him. As he wished not to harm or hurt others unwarranted, becoming overwhelmed is a large threat. Instances of him seeming to vanish even from those he holds dear for unannounced, lengthy periods of time are not unheard of.&lt;br /&gt;
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When he speaks, he speaks with every part of his body. His eyes reflect his true emotions, as expressive as his lips prove to be. A pantomime of hand gestures and a mirroring posture tend to follow suit. Even in the most trivial matters, he chooses to act with passion and desire. &lt;br /&gt;
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Though he is an entirely emotional and expressive individual, it is exceedingly difficult to spurn him to anger. It seems only a few very specific triggers will spark this sort of reaction, very few able to attest to the way he handles himself in just such a situation. &lt;br /&gt;
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Snarky retorts are a completely different story, of course.&lt;br /&gt;
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A pacifist by nature, he vastly prefers the pen to the sword. His understanding of combat and various styles thereof is rather extensive however, predominantly as a result of many years creating weaponry. Though not often demonstrated, he has a relatively solid grasp on how to utilize most every style of weapon he works to create, at least from a fundamental standpoint. This knowledge is typically used more often as a defensive mechanism, allowing him to focus upon evasion...when not avoiding combat completely. &lt;br /&gt;
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Unknown to most all, he is extremely adept with the usage of daggers and various toxins. Preferring to hold the mind of a strategist, he believes that efficiency and minimalistic approach are best taken, should confrontation need occur. This, paired with the allure of intimacy, finds him quite taken with this particular style.&lt;br /&gt;
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::* &amp;quot;Devereau Beauregard is gorgeous to look at and speaks with nobility, but I fear his true motives are hidden in a language that many and the more naive cannot understand. Although not outwardly a threat, mayhap it would be wiser to take his company with caution and not to get &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; lost in how stunningly beautiful his eyes are.&amp;quot; ([[Trisselle Ganathain]]) &lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily. Since then, however, it was announced that Lily had been located safely. The downside, however, is that Lily appears to have very little interest in socialising with anyone, consequently leaving her experiences in her absence a mystery.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins. At the current point in time, she has yet to be able to locate either the herb or the fragrance Stefan has been searching for.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Give Me My Cut&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;WIP&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Divine Regretribution&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;WIP&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Idristan&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Idristan has been a longtime accompaniment to Trisselle's direct line, though she remains uncertain of who he actually is. While she considers him something of a childhood 'friend,' as her elder, he's struck something akin to an older brother position, despite her lacking knowledge on any siblings. At the end of the first year above ground, Trisselle discovered that Idristan had been sent after her to tail her various exploits and plights, due to her secrecy. It is a known fact among Trisselle's direct line that Idristan personally delivers a report to Vairemont and Nellaure once a sun or moon. Although aware of his presence, Trisselle has never personally seen Idristan above ground and they have never conversed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Odette Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Who is this woman...????&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Platonic Affection&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Sexual Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. Although they have gone back and forth with their seeming 'dislike' for one another since Trisselle's return, ironically their relationship remains platonic, but is seemingly resolved of the former distance they once held. Additionally, Trisselle has agreed to assisting Augustine in various tasks—the kind she probably shouldn't even be a part of. She continues to care for him a great deal and genuinely wishes to see him happy, especially since she was not able to give that to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Devereau found Trisselle in Ul'dah while eavesdropping on a conversation she was a part of. It started out as a friendly glass of wine and eventually spiraled into something she didn't anticipate. Devereau is a man of eccentric tastes and means, and seemingly familiar with either getting his way or of being in control of most near every situation he involves himself with. As Trisselle was neither convenient for him to seduce nor does she continue to provide a simple path, his investment in her appears to come from a sparked intrigue. When he confessed that he loved her, she reacted poorly and though she cannot say the same in return, she has agreed that he &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;is&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of some import. Some of her actions around him have been unwise, leading to complicated aftermaths, and much of the presence of their relationship has been spurred by Devereau simply being at the right place during the right time while she's been emotionally vulnerable. Despite knowing vaguely of her past, Amaryllis, and the old world familial traditions that she's desperate to commit herself to, he seems naught but steadfast as a ship on the ever tumultuous sea that is Trisselle's well being. The extent of her sentiments where he is regarded is currently unknown—even to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length. Despite her suspicions, Trisselle has offered to see to Erlanis's financial shortcomings if he should need it and she appears to genuinely care about his well being.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;TBD&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::They met during the second pilgrimage she took after visiting above ground. A seeming soldier of great discipline and composure, Trisselle sees much of herself in him. Martiallais is serious, kind, and oft appears aloof or stoic. Surrounded by enigma, her curiosity tends to get the best of herself. An Ishgardian and fellow Duskwight, his social status far outranks hers and she is frequently uncertain of how to compose herself around him. He seems to believe she is a 'Lady,' however, by her regal bearing and treats her as such—resulting in her own confusion and uncertainty. She knows very little of his background, but he has assisted her in the past, leading her to believe he is a reliable ally and a surprisingly open door to Ishgard's mysteries. Although she has not informed him, her family has taken a great interest in Martiallais's position and influence, convincing Trisselle to spend more time in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Once upon a time, Renee was actually Renaud, and once upon a time, Trisselle had fallen quite head over heels for Renaud. Believing it to be a one-sided affection, however, she kept her feelings to herself. Despite her unwise antics with Augustine and Stefan, Renaud continuously protected her and even to the present day, continues to do so. After she returned from the Twelveswood and Amaryllis's birth, Renaud had suddenly become Renee, through some grand convoluted mishap. Resigned to her new fate, Renee took to her same responsibilities as a leader and continued to provide to Trisselle a safe and secure shelter for when she was not travelling. Their relationship has a kind of depth to it that is not easily defined. It sits on many different wavelengths: sister and sister, mother and daughter, knight and princess, guardian and ward, paramour and paramour. If Renee was not in a committed relationship and Trisselle thought herself worthy, it's entirely possible that they would be more serious. Renee earnestly believes that no one is good enough for Trisselle or what she would require in terms of care and generosity and respect. This has led to the implication that Renee should step in where others cannot and be what she believes Trisselle needs most of all.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). When Trisselle received an invitation to Stefan's marriage ceremony with [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] her heart was broken, for she'd believed and desired a chance to be in Stefan's heart once more, despite their past with one another. While she refused to attend his wedding, she still loves and cares for him to a disgustingly aching extent, but has resigned herself to the reality of the situation: the future she wanted with Stefan will never come to pass. Stefan is the only person to date with whom Trisselle has ever truly been in love with.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl `ad her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she'd not moved from her spot. Must've been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's always on the go. Like she has somewhere she needs to be. One moment, she'll be right there—and she's hard to miss—and the next, she'll be gone, leaving me wondering when she ever just takes the time to stop and relax.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Little lady seems to have a gathering of admirers. Hyurs, Miqo'te, Elezen. It's not uncommon to see her in the company of men—and some of them have had downright terrible reputations. Her expression's always different with a different man, though. Just what is she trying to do?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Heard she came to Coerthas to see the Ishgardian dignitary. She was downright distraught when she discovered he had already relocated himself to the Holy See, however. I am fairly certain I heard a wistful sigh as she turned to leave the settlement.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She never flinches at the sight of blood, but I saw her face once and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother. I guess she really is capable of expressing some emotion.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you. If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Updated family (Idristan, Odette), CR (Devereau, Martiallais, Renee, Stefan), Rumours&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily. Since then, however, it was announced that Lily had been located safely. The downside, however, is that Lily appears to have very little interest in socialising with anyone, consequently leaving her experiences in her absence a mystery.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins. At the current point in time, she has yet to be able to locate either the herb or the fragrance Stefan has been searching for.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Give Me My Cut&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;WIP&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Divine Regretribution&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;WIP&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;FAMILY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Idristan&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Idristan has been a longtime accompaniment to Trisselle's direct line, though she remains uncertain of who he actually is. While she considers him something of a childhood 'friend,' as her elder, he's struck something akin to an older brother position, despite her lacking knowledge on any siblings. At the end of the first year above ground, Trisselle discovered that Idristan had been sent after her to tail her various exploits and plights, due to her secrecy. It is a known fact among Trisselle's direct line that Idristan personally delivers a report to Vairemont and Nellaure once a sun or moon. Although aware of his presence, Trisselle has never personally seen Idristan above ground and they have never conversed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Odette Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Who is this woman...????&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Platonic Affection&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Sexual Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Poor Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Neutral Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. Although they have gone back and forth with their seeming 'dislike' for one another since Trisselle's return, ironically their relationship remains platonic, but is seemingly resolved of the former distance they once held. Additionally, Trisselle has agreed to assisting Augustine in various tasks—the kind she probably shouldn't even be a part of. She continues to care for him a great deal and genuinely wishes to see him happy, especially since she was not able to give that to him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Devereau Beauregard|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Devereau Beauregard&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Devereau found Trisselle in Ul'dah while eavesdropping on a conversation she was a part of. It started out as a friendly glass of wine and eventually spiraled into something she didn't anticipate. Devereau is a man of eccentric tastes and means, and seemingly familiar with either getting his way or of being in control of most near every situation he involves himself with. As Trisselle was neither convenient for him to seduce nor does she continue to provide a simple path, his investment in her appears to come from a sparked intrigue. When he confessed that he loved her, she reacted poorly and though she cannot say the same in return, she has agreed that he &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;is&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of some import. Some of her actions around him have been unwise, leading to complicated aftermaths, and much of the presence of their relationship has been spurred by Devereau simply being at the right place during the right time while she's been emotionally vulnerable. Despite knowing vaguely of her past, Amaryllis, and the old world familial traditions that she's desperate to commit herself to, he seems naught but steadfast as a ship on the ever tumultuous sea that is Trisselle's well being. The extent of her sentiments where he is regarded is currently unknown—even to him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Erlanis Shadir|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Erlanis Shadir&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length. Despite her suspicions, Trisselle has offered to see to Erlanis's financial shortcomings if he should need it and she appears to genuinely care about his well being.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Martiallais Heuloix|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Martiallais Heuloix&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::They met during the second pilgrimage she took after visiting above ground. A seeming soldier of great discipline and composure, Trisselle sees much of herself in him. Martiallais is serious, kind, and oft appears aloof or stoic. Surrounded by enigma, her curiosity tends to get the best of herself. An An Ishgardian and fellow Duskwight, his social status far outranks hers and she is frequently uncertain of how to compose herself around him. He seems to believe she is a 'Lady,' however, by her regal bearing and treats her as such—resulting in her own confusion and uncertainty. She knows very little of his past, but he has assisted her in the past, leading her to believe he is a reliable ally and a surprisingly open door to Ishgard's mysteries. Although she has not informed him, her family has taken a great interest in Martiallais's position and influence, convincing Trisselle to spend more time in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Once upon a time, Renee was actually Renaud, and once upon a time, Trisselle had fallen quite head over heels for Renaud. Believing it to be a one-sided affection, however, she kept her feelings to herself. Despite her unwise antics with Augustine and Stefan, Renaud continuously protected her and even to the present day, continues to do so. After she returned from the Twelveswood and Amaryllis's birth, Renaud had suddenly become Renee, through some grand convoluted mishap. Resigned to her new fate, Renee took to her same responsibilities as a leader and continued to provide to Trisselle a safe and secure shelter for when she was not travelling. Their relationship has a kind of depth to it that is not easily defined. It sits on many different wavelengths: sister and sister, mother and daughter, knight and princess, guardian and ward, paramour and paramour. If Renee was not in a committed relationship and Trisselle thought herself worthy, it's entirely possible that they would be more serious. Renee earnestly believes that no one is good enough for Trisselle or what she would require in terms of care and generosity and respect. This has led to the implication that Renee should step in where others cannot and be what she believes Trisselle needs most of all.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). When Trisselle received an invitation to Stefan's marriage ceremony with [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] her heart was broken, for she'd believed and desired a chance to be in Stefan's heart once more, despite their past with one another. While she refused to attend his wedding, she still loves and cares for him to a disgustingly aching extent, but has resigned herself to the reality of the situation: the future she wanted with Stefan will never come to pass. Stefan is the only person to date with whom Trisselle has ever truly been in love with.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl `ad her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she'd not moved from her spot. Must've been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's always on the go. Like she has somewhere she needs to be. One moment, she'll be right there—and she's hard to miss—and the next, she'll be gone, leaving me wondering when she ever just takes the time to stop and relax.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Little lady seems to have a gathering of admirers. Hyurs, Miqo'te, Elezen. It's not uncommon to see her in the company of men—and some of them have had downright terrible reputations. Her expression's always different with a different man, though. Just what is she trying to do?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Heard she came to Coerthas to see the Ishgardian dignitary. She was downright distraught when she discovered he had already relocated himself to the Holy See, however. I am fairly certain I heard a wistful sigh as she turned to leave the settlement.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She never flinches at the sight of blood, but I saw her face once and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother. I guess she really is capable of expressing some emotion.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you. If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; As of recent, she has commonly been seen in the company of Devereau Beauregard, infinitely captivated by his odd antics.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2015-05-24T01:15:13Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: CR updates (Augustine, Devereau, Stefan) and plot point updates.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily. Since then, however, it was announced that Lily had been located safely. The downside, however, is that Lily appears to have very little interest in socialising with anyone, consequently leaving her experiences in her absence a mystery.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins. At the current point in time, she has yet to be able to locate either the herb or the fragrance Stefan has been searching for.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Give Me My Cut&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;WIP&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Divine Regretribution&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;WIP&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. Although they have gone back and forth with their seeming 'dislike' for one another since Trisselle's return, ironically their relationship remains platonic, but is seemingly resolved of the former distance they once held. Additionally, Trisselle has agreed to assisting Augustine in various tasks—the kind she probably shouldn't even be a part of. She continues to care for him a great deal and genuinely wishes to see him happy, especially since she was not able to give that to him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him entirely by chance, their paths crossed when he was eavesdropping on a conversation held between Lyse, Master Garrett, Aerius, Zozomaru Roromaru, and Trisselle. Seemingly taken by his odd speech patterns and the concept of someone so refined living in the very desert, Trisselle was near instantly fascinated. Devereau seems to not only have a good deal of anguish in his past, but also many odd eccentricities about himself. He's fluid, graceful, eloquent, and wields a soft disposition over that which Trisselle would consider is the true nature of him. A consequence of deep conversations and Devereau simply being at the right place at the right time, Trisselle has begun to harbour the very beginnings of romantic inclination for him. Under the belief that she can not provide to him what he deserves due to her obligations toward Amaryllis, however, she believes it wiser to keep her sentiments to herself. In spite of the way that Devereau seems to transparently worry and care for her beyond that of a simple ally.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length. Despite her suspicions, Trisselle has offered to see to Erlanis's financial shortcomings if he should need it and she appears to genuinely care about his well being.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.a&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him during her pilgrimage in the Second Umbral Moon of year two in the Seventh Astral Era, she was near immediately captivated by him. A Duskwight like herself, he holds a surprisingly kind disposition and appears to be well-educated, leaving him a most intriguing mystery that she has yet to solve. While he yields a soft composure, he appears to hold the heart of a stern and firm warrior. A bit brooding and stoic, his well-educated background makes him a refreshing companion, though seeing him is an infrequent occurrence. Having offered to help Trisselle in any way he could during her acts as an emissary for Stefan, Trisselle truly believes she can rely on him. At least where information is regarded. He appears to be a most valuable asset.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it. Having finally learned of Amaryllis, Renee has offered to supply additional financial stability to both Trisselle and her daughter at Augustine's request, though Trisselle has officially declined it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). While their original reunion was a good one, discovered that he has agreed to marry [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and that the woman in question does seem to hold an undeniable affection for him. To add insult to injury, Stefan even knowing Trisselle's affections for him, requested her attendance at his wedding. Trisselle loves Stefan dearly and with all of her heart, but finds herself in despair at a future that likely never was and never will be.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you. If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; As of recent, she has commonly been seen in the company of Devereau Beauregard, infinitely captivated by his odd antics.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Added a doodle. Added one tiny trivia thing because it was Devereau's idea. (Thanks, Dev.)&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily and at the present is under the belief that she is still missing.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors. Amaryllis is oft in safe keeping in the Twelveswood, but occasionally Trisselle will take her to the desert. Trisselle spends most of her free time with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. When they reunited in Ul'dah, Augustine explained that he fell into what he called an 'elven mishap' and began going by the name of Clement Janvier. He has offered to care for Trisselle, feeling she's incapable of providing for their daughter alone, an invitation she begrudgingly accepts when she must. Having recently reunite with him for a second time at the Still Shore, Augustine has returned to being a Hyur, but retains the same scolding behaviour toward Trisselle. While she respects him as a person and the father of her child, she still prefers for them to keep their distance of one another. As it seems he has an accord with Renee Becquerel, however, it is difficult to see how possible such will come to be. Trisselle finds her heart conflicted where Augustine is concerned, at best.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Devereau Beauregard|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Devereau Beauregard&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him entirely by chance, their paths crossed when he was eavesdropping on a conversation held between Lyse, Master Garrett, Aerius, Zozomaru Roromaru, and Trisselle. Seemingly taken by his odd speech patterns and the concept of someone so refined living in the very desert, Trisselle was near instantly fascinated. Devereau seems to not only have a good deal of anguish in his past, but also many odd eccentricities about himself. He's fluid, graceful, eloquent, and wields a soft disposition over that which Trisselle would consider is the true nature of him. He appears to hold an attraction for Trisselle if only under the basis that he wasn't able to conveniently seduce her. It's as if the more she tries to repel him, the more interest he holds in her. Despite her warnings that he should stay his distance of her emotionally, he appears to have invested a part of himself in her company, fearing that she should leave him to what may be his solitude. Trisselle's personal feelings for him are best described as perplexing.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Erlanis Shadir|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Erlanis Shadir&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length. Despite her suspicions, Trisselle has offered to see to Erlanis's financial shortcomings if he should need it and she appears to genuinely care about his well being.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.a&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him during her pilgrimage in the Second Umbral Moon of year two in the Seventh Astral Era, she was near immediately captivated by him. A Duskwight like herself, he holds a surprisingly kind disposition and appears to be well-educated, leaving him a most intriguing mystery that she has yet to solve. While he yields a soft composure, he appears to hold the heart of a stern and firm warrior. A bit brooding and stoic, his well-educated background makes him a refreshing companion, though seeing him is an infrequent occurrence. Having offered to help Trisselle in any way he could during her acts as an emissary for Stefan, Trisselle truly believes she can rely on him. At least where information is regarded. He appears to be a most valuable asset.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] [[Renee Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it. Having finally learned of Amaryllis, Renee has offered to supply additional financial stability to both Trisselle and her daughter at Augustine's request, though Trisselle has officially declined it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). While their original reunion was a good one, she has found his attention on [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and that the woman in question does seem to hold an undeniable affection for him. Trisselle's sentiments remain the same and despite their past, she loves Stefan dearly, but she believes it is now unrequited.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Although not particularly vocal about it, Trisselle has a distinct fancy for Ser Aymeric of the Ishgardian diplomacy efforts. She knows nothing of the man, aside from his affiliation with Ishgard, but she finds him distinctly handsome, intelligent, and basically he represents what she imagines her fitting partner would be like.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you. If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;SIGNIFICANT EVENTS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily and at the present is under the belief that she is still missing.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#888888&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;FAMILY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Platonic Affection&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Sexual Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. When they reunited in Ul'dah, Augustine explained that he fell into what he called an 'elven mishap' and began going by the name of Clement Janvier. He has offered to care for Trisselle, feeling she's incapable of providing for their daughter alone, an invitation she begrudgingly accepts when she must. Having recently reunite with him for a second time at the Still Shore, Augustine has returned to being a Hyur, but retains the same scolding behaviour toward Trisselle. While she respects him as a person and the father of her child, she still prefers for them to keep their distance of one another. As it seems he has an accord with Renee Becquerel, however, it is difficult to see how possible such will come to be. Trisselle finds her heart conflicted where Augustine is concerned, at best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him entirely by chance, their paths crossed when he was eavesdropping on a conversation held between Lyse, Master Garrett, Aerius, Zozomaru Roromaru, and Trisselle. Seemingly taken by his odd speech patterns and the concept of someone so refined living in the very desert, Trisselle was near instantly fascinated. Devereau seems to not only have a good deal of anguish in his past, but also many odd eccentricities about himself. He's fluid, graceful, eloquent, and wields a soft disposition over that which Trisselle would consider is the true nature of him. He appears to hold an attraction for Trisselle if only under the basis that he wasn't able to conveniently seduce her. It's as if the more she tries to repel him, the more interest he holds in her. Despite her warnings that he should stay his distance of her emotionally, he appears to have invested a part of himself in her company, fearing that she should leave him to what may be his solitude. Trisselle's personal feelings for him are best described as perplexing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length. Despite her suspicions, Trisselle has offered to see to Erlanis's financial shortcomings if he should need it and she appears to genuinely care about his well being.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.a&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him during her pilgrimage in the Second Umbral Moon of year two in the Seventh Astral Era, she was near immediately captivated by him. A Duskwight like herself, he holds a surprisingly kind disposition and appears to be well-educated, leaving him a most intriguing mystery that she has yet to solve. While he yields a soft composure, he appears to hold the heart of a stern and firm warrior. A bit brooding and stoic, his well-educated background makes him a refreshing companion, though seeing him is an infrequent occurrence. Having offered to help Trisselle in any way he could during her acts as an emissary for Stefan, Trisselle truly believes she can rely on him. At least where information is regarded. He appears to be a most valuable asset.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it. Having finally learned of Amaryllis, Renee has offered to supply additional financial stability to both Trisselle and her daughter at Augustine's request, though Trisselle has officially declined it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). While their original reunion was a good one, she has found his attention on [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and that the woman in question does seem to hold an undeniable affection for him. Trisselle's sentiments remain the same and despite their past, she loves Stefan dearly, but she believes it is now unrequited.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white. Her hair is currently black with highlights of red, if only for the sake of a personal change.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you. If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; As of recent, she has commonly been seen in the company of Devereau Beauregard, infinitely captivated by his odd antics.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Updated CR! — added Devereau Beauregard, altered Erlanis, Garrett (Sancsaron), Martiallais, Silonon. Altered a little under trivial, and RP Hooks.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily and at the present is under the belief that she is still missing.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. When they reunited in Ul'dah, Augustine explained that he fell into what he called an 'elven mishap' and began going by the name of Clement Janvier. He has offered to care for Trisselle, feeling she's incapable of providing for their daughter alone, an invitation she begrudgingly accepts when she must. Having recently reunite with him for a second time at the Still Shore, Augustine has returned to being a Hyur, but retains the same scolding behaviour toward Trisselle. While she respects him as a person and the father of her child, she still prefers for them to keep their distance of one another. As it seems he has an accord with Renee Becquerel, however, it is difficult to see how possible such will come to be. Trisselle finds her heart conflicted where Augustine is concerned, at best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lord Beauregard is a man who is grandiose and odd. His intricacies as an individual leave him not only a potential danger, but also a fountain of knowledge. Beneath his flowery speech, however, there is a vulnerability present. I wonder what it is that he is truly hiding from the world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him entirely by chance, their paths crossed when he was eavesdropping on a conversation held between Lyse, Master Garrett, Aerius, Zozomaru Roromaru, and Trisselle. Seemingly taken by his odd speech patterns and the concept of someone so refined living in the very desert, Trisselle was near instantly fascinated. Devereau seems to not only have a good deal of anguish in his past, but also many odd eccentricities about himself. He's fluid, graceful, eloquent, and wields a soft disposition over that which Trisselle would consider is the true nature of him. He appears to hold an attraction for Trisselle if only under the basis that he wasn't able to conveniently seduce her. It's as if the more she tries to repel him, the more interest he holds in her. Despite her warnings that he should stay his distance of her emotionally, he appears to have invested a part of himself in her company, fearing that she should leave him to what may be his solitude. Trisselle's personal feelings for him are best described as perplexing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length. Despite her suspicions, Trisselle has offered to see to Erlanis's financial shortcomings if he should need it and she appears to genuinely care about his well being.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else. In his most recent return, she finally managed to utter some of her sentiments in a cryptically all-too-Trisselle fashion, but he's grown apprehensive over time to even entertain the notion, making it seemingly a one-sided affection.a&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him during her pilgrimage in the Second Umbral Moon of year two in the Seventh Astral Era, she was near immediately captivated by him. A Duskwight like herself, he holds a surprisingly kind disposition and appears to be well-educated, leaving him a most intriguing mystery that she has yet to solve. While he yields a soft composure, he appears to hold the heart of a stern and firm warrior. A bit brooding and stoic, his well-educated background makes him a refreshing companion, though seeing him is an infrequent occurrence. Having offered to help Trisselle in any way he could during her acts as an emissary for Stefan, Trisselle truly believes she can rely on him. At least where information is regarded. He appears to be a most valuable asset.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it. Having finally learned of Amaryllis, Renee has offered to supply additional financial stability to both Trisselle and her daughter at Augustine's request, though Trisselle has officially declined it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). While their original reunion was a good one, she has found his attention on [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and that the woman in question does seem to hold an undeniable affection for him. Trisselle's sentiments remain the same and despite their past, she loves Stefan dearly, but she believes it is now unrequited.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. When she came back from the Twelveswood, she has yet to reunite with him and believes that is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside. Consequently, she very rarely uses her quarters at the Still Shore.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations. Nowadays, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; As of recent, she has commonly been seen in the company of Devereau Beauregard, infinitely captivated by his odd antics.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;THE PRESENT&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;14/05/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;SIGNIFICANT EVENTS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily and at the present is under the belief that she is still missing.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;FAMILY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Romantic Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Platonic Affection&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Sexual Interest&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Poor Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Neutral Standing&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. When they reunited in Ul'dah, Augustine explained that he fell into what he called an 'elven mishap' and began going by the name of Clement Janvier. He has offered to care for Trisselle, feeling she's incapable of providing for their daughter alone, an invitation she begrudgingly accepts when she must. Having recently reunite with him for a second time at the Still Shore, Augustine has returned to being a Hyur, but retains the same scolding behaviour toward Trisselle. While she respects him as a person and the father of her child, she still prefers for them to keep their distance of one another. As it seems he has an accord with Renee Becquerel, however, it is difficult to see how possible such will come to be. Trisselle finds her heart conflicted where Augustine is concerned, at best.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Erlanis Shadir|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Erlanis Shadir&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him during her pilgrimage in the Second Umbral Moon of year two in the Seventh Astral Era, she was near immediately captivated by him. A Duskwight like herself, he holds a surprisingly kind disposition and appears to be well-educated, leaving him a most intriguing mystery that she has yet to solve. Contradicting what sometimes seems a soft composure, he appears to be a warrior of sorts. If nothing else, Martiallais is a recent interest and he leaves her ultimately infinitely questioning precisely &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;who&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; and &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;what&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; he is.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it. Having finally learned of Amaryllis, Renee has offered to supply additional financial stability to both Trisselle and her daughter at Augustine's request, though Trisselle has officially declined it.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). While their original reunion was a good one, she has found his attention on [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and that the woman in question does seem to hold an undeniable affection for him. Trisselle's sentiments remain the same and despite their past, she loves Stefan dearly, but she believes it is now unrequited.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Since her return, she's not seen him since and she feels a bit relieved by such.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Updated plots, CR (Augustine, Erlanis, Renee), trivia, RP hooks, and current events.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;07/04/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases. Ever consistently travelling, it seems impossible for Trisselle to settle down and to take some time for herself. From the Twelveswood, to the waters of La Noscea, and the cold snowfall of Coerthas, Trisselle is constantly in a state of movement, making it difficult to pinpoint a solid location on her whereabouts. And yet, making it seemingly convenient for the common traveller to cross her path.&lt;br /&gt;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Something Hyur is Afoot&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;The Contract&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Took place while Something Hyur is Afoot was in progress.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan (calling himself Renault) Delumiere hired the services of Aerius Destroven, Garrett Sancsaron, Lily Dawnsworn, Lyse Croft, and Trisselle to recover a package in Eastern Thanalan.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Upon arrival, those the previously mentioned were to recover the package from jumped all members of the party, leaving everyone except Garrett and Trisselle gravely injured.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• This has marked the first and only time Trisselle has personally killed another, and it continues to haunt her to the present day.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The scars on Trisselle's face and body came from this particular happenstance.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle harboured a secret adoration for Stefan Delumiere and during this time was most commonly seen in the presence of him in addition to Augustine Frost and Garrett Slater.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With further company of Augustine, he believed her to not only be unhappy, but that it was possible he could bring her happiness and introduced the concept of secretly courting her, for he was in a public relationship with Garrett. After much thought and hesitance on her part, Trisselle accepted, even knowing it wasn't a good idea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• There were undeniable disagreements with Augustine and Stefan for Trisselle's affections, though most of them were not aired until far later. Although they originally had agreed upon sharing her, envy arose and eventually Trisselle had to choose between them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle conceived Amaryllis with Augustine at this time and though he originally wanted her to pin his child on Stefan, she declined from doing so. Instead, Augustine and Trisselle were supposedly to be married and Augustine ended his relationship with Garrett in order to make that a possibility. The marriage, however, never occurred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• In one of two final confrontations between Augustine and Stefan, Augustine was forced to shoot an arrow into Stefan's neck when he threatened to kill Trisselle. He later fell over a series of cliffs in the Eastern Shroud and was presumed to have been dead. He later showed up in Limsa Lominsa in disguise and upon a second attempt at the lives of Augustine and Trisselle, went over one of the cliffsides from the upper decks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Augustine and Stefan both tried to convince Trisselle to abort her child, she declined. Before making the decision to return to the Twelveswood, however, Trisselle finally confessed to Stefan that she not only loved him, but had been in love with him. Although she apologised for the complications and attempted to explain the position both men had put her in, Stefan was largely unwilling to hear it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan's suppos'd death in the Eastern Shroud is the only thing Trisselle has ever cried over. It was during this point that in an act of adoration, she gave her personal journal to Stefan, in hopes that he might better understand what she went through.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Aspiring magister, Garrett Sancsaron, found himself too deep in the studies of black magic, resulting in discovering a book of the Void that had taken from him his tutor, an act that would later prove to affect Garrett in all matters of his life. Overcome by an overwhelming need to rescue her (said tutor), he became a slave to his studies, and utterly obsessed. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Lily Dawnsworn, Aerius Destroven, and Lyse Crofte discovered it was the book that was causing this obsession, they removed it from his possession and left Trisselle to watch over him—something she did for several days without food and sleep. This part of the plot took place toward the tale end of Something Hyur is Afoot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Garrett finally recovered, everyone believed that all was well. But then Garrett disappeared...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• ...And when Trisselle went to offer farewells to the others, she reunited with a Garrett who claimed to have become the captain of a pirate ship. A night of seeming merriment left Trisselle slightly bitter and forlorn to be parting with them, under the belief they would never cross paths again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Yet much time later following the birth of Amaryllis, Trisselle returned to Ul'dah, eager to see the others once more, where she officially met Tayn Zolin, Lyse's new (and present) beau.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Garrett and Aerius returned days after Trisselle did, and Garrett revealed that he had never actually been the captain of the ship, but rather someone who merely worked aboard it in his search for a way to save the very same tutor who had been lost to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Rumors abound of the Amalj'aa beast tribe seeking the means to bring forth the great primal Ifrit, Garrett had a mind for him and the others (plus Nylesa, Aerius's lady friend) to investigate, and if possible, to prevent such a thing from occurring. In Southern Thanalan, they infiltrated the Amalj'aa grounds, but were quickly overrun, resulting in a split party. When Lyse shielded Trisselle from what likely would have been a fatal blow, Trisselle stayed behind with her to offer her the proper care.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Meanwhile, Garrett believed the Amalj'aa held something he could use to finally rescue his tutor and in the midst of their original intention, he found what appeared to be a magical lens. Nearly choosing to sacrifice the others for the sake of the lens's possession, in the end, he chose to have it destroyed, equally destroying what he believed to be the last opportunity he had to save his tutor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While the disarray had been enough to at least temporarily halt the plans of the Amalj'aa, everyone involved was injured to a degree—some more than others. They returned to Lily's refugee residence for recovery. During this point, Garrett had a thought to cease his path of black magic, believing his abilities to be a danger to himself as well as everyone else.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Some suns and moons after returning to Renee Becquerel and her ranks of the Coral Sea, Trisselle arrived at the Still Shore when there was a need for assistance requested. Inside, she found herself in line with Jancis Milburga, Memeli Meli, Chachanji Gegenji, Leanne Delphium, Virara Wakuwa, and others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan Delumiere was approached by Chuchukepa Hohokepa to locate his missing mother and in doing so, Stefan believed by entry into an audition for backup performers for a lalafell pop idol, they would have a direction in location of said missing Mrs. Hohokepa.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Although not a performer of any sort, Stefan placed Trisselle in the role of a dancer and like the others, she auditioned, finding that most of them save two were rejected on the basis that they were not lalafell. While Leanne managed to keep her audition accepted and another's despite racial differences, it is difficult to say if Chuchukepa's mother was ever located following the commotion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• It is thought that this was resolved, for Trisselle was not permitted to be a part of anything further considering her Duskwight heritage.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• What began as a simple afternoon for tea with Sigurd Rainecourt and new member, Erlanis Shadir, at the Still Shore resulted in anything but.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Peaceful at first, with Reginald Ozrik and a seemingly innocent lalafell of no name beside him, peace ended. Reginald, for a reason Trisselle is still in the dark about, went for the lalafell, bit into her throat and proceeded on attempting to devour her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• While Sigurd and Erlanis were able to restrain him with great difficulty, they idly squabbled about their next step of action. Trisselle attempted to administer to the wounds of the lalafell, but the blood loss was too great and she died early on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Renee Becquerel arrived on the scene and issues orders succinctly. Reginald was to be escorted to the medical bay and held there. The lalafell would be bound and either buried on Still Shore property or returned to the sea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle was sworn to secrecy of the events, for Reginald's protection, as the Storm Soldiers would have evidently taken him into custody and most likely would have executed him. Binding the lalafell as she was prompted to do, she begrudgingly gave the body to Ehla Selhah, who seemingly disposed of it alongside Renee.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• The ceased lalafell had arrived at the Still Shore with a young fawn. Upon her death, Trisselle took the fawn into her custody and named it Dhemgeim, in honour of the fallen Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When chaos broke out in Ul'dah, rumors circulated that the merchant's guild had obtained far too much power and were attempting to usurp the Sultana's throne. Caught in the midst of the situation, Lily Dawnsworn disappeared, supposedly taken into custody by the Brass Blades.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle met with Tayn in the Golden Court at Ul'dah's centre and with his assistance, they met at the Nervecentre, the abode for the refugee association run by Lily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• With the assistance of Endricane Feltaro, M'aiku Yokho, M'hatya Petih, and Marah Tezrian, Trisselle and Tayn began the search for Lily, overhearing that the Brass Blades were journeying to the Northern Shroud. While Tayn, Marah, and Trisselle's search turned up short, there was no word from the others of Lily's return.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As Trisselle had other engagements to attend to (read: Duskwight Emissary), she was unable to further assist in locating Lily and at the present is under the belief that she is still missing.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; — &amp;lt;spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• When Stefan Delumiere inquired as to the trading traditions of the Duskwight, Trisselle was quick to leap to his suppos'd need of assistance. Explaining that he would be better off having a Duskwight as an emissary for him, he agreed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• She journeyed to Coerthas, near the Holy See to locate Martiallais Heuloix in hopes that he would be able to offer some insight as to some of the outside clans of the Duskwight people in the area. Although he had no personal information to provide her, he offered to check the Ishgardian libraries. They exchanged linkpearls that he might be able to provide her information as she journeyed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• As it occurred to her that she believed she could not trust another to complete Stefan's errand, she approached Stefan and told him she would personally act as his representative and attempt to locate what it was he'd held an interest in. Knowing that she could not journey alone due to her seemingly lack of combative skills (a clever ruse meant to keep her profile low), she enlisted the escort to be done by Erlanis Shadir, also a Duskwight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Stefan charged Trisselle with the location of Mandisserette—a perfume that can only be created by plants grown in the cavernous labyrinths of the various Duskwight peoples. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;• Trisselle's plans, while fluid, have been to investigate not only Coerthas and the various clans present there, but also the Twelveswood and quite possibly the various Gelmorra ruins.&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/spoiler&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. When they reunited in Ul'dah, Augustine explained that he fell into what he called an 'elven mishap' and began going by the name of Clement Janvier. He has offered to care for Trisselle, feeling she's incapable of providing for their daughter alone, an invitation she begrudgingly accepts when she must. Having recently reunite with him for a second time at the Still Shore, Augustine has returned to being a Hyur, but retains the same scolding behaviour toward Trisselle. While she respects him as a person and the father of her child, she still prefers for them to keep their distance of one another. As it seems he has an accord with Renee Becquerel, however, it is difficult to see how possible such will come to be. Trisselle finds her heart conflicted where Augustine is concerned, at best.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Erlanis Shadir|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Erlanis Shadir&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Intriguing, questionable, charming, and pleasant. There must be something beneath all of that. I am determined to learn the truth about him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::If it hadn't been for [[L'aenoh Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;L'aenoh Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]], they wouldn't have met. What Trisselle thought would be an innocent beach gathering turned into L'aenoh forcing her to be more sociable and introducing her to Erlanis. Erlanis as a whole is slightly cocky, likes attention, and appears mostly unabashed about many things. Rumor has it he has a very pleasant singing voice, though Trisselle has yet to behold it personally. While they've not known each other long, Erlanis has made it apparent that he holds an interest in Trisselle that dips beyond the lines of a mere alliance. Not only that, but mutual ally, [[Staelufre Lysmerl|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Staelufre Lysmerl&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] seems to have developed an interest in playing matchmaker between them. Erlanis treats Trisselle with an unexpected reverence that not only stirs her in a way she's forgotten she can experience, but also with a great amount of wariness. Due to her track record with courtships, she's intent on believing he has an ulterior motive. In many ways, Erlanis appears to be a second Stefan Delumiere, leaving him kept much at arm's length.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;teal&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Martiallais Heuloix|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Martiallais Heuloix&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I cannot say I know much about him. I only know that he is fascinating in many fashions. This man may be dangerous, yet when has that ever stopped me?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Having met him during her pilgrimage in the Second Umbral Moon of year two in the Seventh Astral Era, she was near immediately captivated by him. A Duskwight like herself, he holds a surprisingly kind disposition and appears to be well-educated, leaving him a most intriguing mystery that she has yet to solve. Contradicting what sometimes seems a soft composure, he appears to be a warrior of sorts. If nothing else, Martiallais is a recent interest and he leaves her ultimately infinitely questioning precisely &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;who&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; and &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;what&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; he is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] [[Renee Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it. Having finally learned of Amaryllis, Renee has offered to supply additional financial stability to both Trisselle and her daughter at Augustine's request, though Trisselle has officially declined it.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;goldenrod&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). While their original reunion was a good one, she has found his attention on [[Sasha Rochester|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Sasha Rochester&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and that the woman in question does seem to hold an undeniable affection for him. Trisselle's sentiments remain the same and despite their past, she loves Stefan dearly, but she believes it is now unrequited.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lightblue&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; '''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Since her return, she's not seen him since and she feels a bit relieved by such.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;lime&amp;quot;&amp;gt;►&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Tayn Zolin|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Tayn Zolin&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have yet to actually figure this man out, which is ironic considering the amount of time that he and I have spent around one another. I suppose that guarantees that I will not be leaving him to his solitude for long.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle met Tayn loosely before one of her extended absences and amusingly upon her return, discovered he and Lyse had become an item, which objectively seemed like a rather brilliant match. She knows next to nothing about Tayn as a man, but in the same respects, he knows next to nothing about her in return. Yet despite the information that fails to pass between them, Tayn seems to know (and utilise) the concept that Trisselle will help him without hesitance, and in the same respect, Trisselle knows she can rely on Tayn. When he discovered she had no place to go in Ul'dah, he convinced her to accept Lily's hospitality on her stays. His influence may not be grand in abundance, but it's certainly present. Trisselle finds herself strangely calm in his presence, though he isn't one of her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Renee Becquerel and Staelufre Lysmerl have taken to calling Trisselle 'Unsynrael,' which means 'Innocent Doe.' It's a name that Trisselle doesn't particularly agree with, but she humbly accepts it with as much grace and modesty as she can muster, most likely much to Renee's chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often found at the Still Shore, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association. She is also occasionally at the Nervecentre, the refugee shelter run by Lily Dawnsworn and Tayn Zolin.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; When not in the Twelveswood for familial purposes, Trisselle spends a decent amount of time at the Holy See of Ishgard or in other habitats around Coerthas.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;07/04/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases, frequently in the company of Master Garrett and their mutual friends. As to what she intends to do with her time, however, is something that remains an seemingly infinite mystery.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;FAMILY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. When they reunited in Ul'dah, Augustine explained that he fell into what he called an 'elven mishap' and began going by the name of Clement Janvier. He has offered to care for Trisselle, feeling she's incapable of providing for their daughter alone, an invitation she begrudgingly accepts when she must. Whatever issues they held in their past, Trisselle respects him, but wishes to keep as much distance between them as can be allowed. He has moved on with his life, which pleases her, but she feels she has no place in it and shouldn't be given one, despite their shared parentage.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] [[Renee Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). They recently reunited where Stefan admitted he's been searching for Augustine. Trisselle's been unable to assist further, but they've both admitted to one another that they missed each other. Despite things being what they were in the past, Trisselle's not able to deny that she still holds a deep romantic inclination for him. Being that she moved into his room in the Coral Sea's ranks, she considers her quarters to be his as well. Who knows how that will really end up. &lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Since her return, she's not seen him since and she feels a bit relieved by such.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#4d5152&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;07/04/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases, frequently in the company of Master Garrett and their mutual friends. As to what she intends to do with her time, however, is something that remains an seemingly infinite mystery.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. When they reunited in Ul'dah, Augustine explained that he fell into what he called an 'elven mishap' and began going by the name of Clement Janvier. He has offered to care for Trisselle, feeling she's incapable of providing for their daughter alone, an invitation she begrudgingly accepts when she must. Whatever issues they held in their past, Trisselle respects him, but wishes to keep as much distance between them as can be allowed. He has moved on with his life, which pleases her, but she feels she has no place in it and shouldn't be given one, despite their shared parentage.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] [[Renee Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). They recently reunited where Stefan admitted he's been searching for Augustine. Trisselle's been unable to assist further, but they've both admitted to one another that they missed each other. Despite things being what they were in the past, Trisselle's not able to deny that she still holds a deep romantic inclination for him. Being that she moved into his room in the Coral Sea's ranks, she considers her quarters to be his as well. Who knows how that will really end up. &lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Since her return, she's not seen him since and she feels a bit relieved by such.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often in Limsa Lominsa, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Updated all kinds of stuff. (CR: Aerius, Annaliese (added), Augustine/Clement, Dhemgeim, Master Garrett, Garrett S, Giselle, Lyse, Renaud/Renee, Renault/Stefan)&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;07/04/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; She comes and goes as she pleases, frequently in the company of Master Garrett and their mutual friends. As to what she intends to do with her time, however, is something that remains an seemingly infinite mystery.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it. While she was under the strong belief that he and Lily Dawnsworn were to be an item, he ended up hosting a relationship with a young woman named Nylesa.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Annaliese Sellecerre|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Annaliese Sellecerre&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She is very much akin to cold ice, I have noticed, but there is a quiet and elegant charisma about her. And when she smiles, there is something about it which nearly makes me feel as if I could very well blush.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Annaliese is the long-time companion and lover of Giselle Friloux. As Giselle has never hidden a particular fondness for Trisselle, it has (at least in the past) caused some slight tension where Anna's concerned. Trisselle has never had any plans of coming between them, however, and considering Anna is a Duskwight like herself, she's rather interested in Anna as an individual. Annaliese is very subdued in public, quiet, observant, and can oft give off the impression that she is not only a brooding and stoic person, but sometimes downright unpleasant. Trisselle is infinitely nervous in her company, but still continues to find her utterly fascinating and is more oft than not enraptured by her as an entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What he and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The man formerly known as Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan Delumiere) put a swift end to that. When she left to tend to her family in solitude, he took Armellant Duval's arm in marriage. When they reunited in Ul'dah, Augustine explained that he fell into what he called an 'elven mishap' and began going by the name of Clement Janvier. He has offered to care for Trisselle, feeling she's incapable of providing for their daughter alone, an invitation she begrudgingly accepts when she must. Whatever issues they held in their past, Trisselle respects him, but wishes to keep as much distance between them as can be allowed. He has moved on with his life, which pleases her, but she feels she has no place in it and shouldn't be given one, despite their shared parentage.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim was both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim was a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, complete with deep stories and experiences. Trisselle was very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim had always been quite clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and left a familial imprint on Trisselle. She passed away in Trisselle's absence, something that Trisselle's knows she couldn't have pretended, but wishes she could have all the same. Dhemgeim's death has left a looming air of mourning and sorrow, even presently, over the ranks of the Coral Sea.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett, yet it seems that was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Master Garrett treats Trisselle with a good deal of respect and regards her abilities in the priesthood highly. Perhaps in jest, she's become his 'personal healer.' Several times Trisselle has put herself at risk to save him, implying an unspoken affection of immense depth for him. The extent of which remains unknown. She's tried a few times since her reunion with him to share her feelings with him, but somehow—ironically amusing—it's always gotten interrupted in some fashion. But to be fair, the ongoing jest is that Master Garrett intends to be married to magic above all else.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger. Nowadays, I would still come for him if he needed me to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Garrett interpreted Trisselle's silence over the betrayals of Augustine and Stefan as betrayal, mayhap never being fully aware that she was blackmailed into her position. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual, treasures him as an individual, and considers him an unforgettable part of her life and her shaping as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle was among the first Trisselle met and earnestly liked. Giselle is oft-times loud and obnoxious, but has a delightful sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Keenly aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance was concerned, Giselle has longtime suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle oft has found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently doesn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there's an envy that Trisselle feels that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Having only recently begun to learn more about Lyse's private life and what secrets she holds in her past, Trisselle's outlook on her has softened drastically. She's come to enjoy Lyse's company a great deal and knows that when she is in danger, Lyse will not hesitate to protect her, even if she doesn't understand particularly why that is.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Renaud began as something akin to Trisselle's ideal man. She was conveniently charmed by his flowery speech and how he treated her to the point that he oft made her experience an odd kind of weakness of heart. Ever eager to please him, she felt shamed enough by her behaviour with Augustine and Stefan that in an effort to redeem herself, she took her leave of the Coral Sea ranks in addition to Renaud's company. When she returned to Limsa after a good deal of time away, she was shocked to find that Renaud had a mishap that left him in the body of a young woman. Under the belief he would be changing back in no time soon, he adapted to the name 'Renee' instead. Convincing Trisselle to return to the Coral Sea, she continues her attempts to give Ren as much of a way to be content as possible. Their closeness is akin to lovers of the hearts and minds, and if Trisselle is the princess, then Renee is certainly the 'knight' in many fashions. Although Trisselle would have no idea as to how to define their discreet relationship, she cares for Renee intensely, though she has difficulty expressing it.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry (and wound up displeasing not only their trio, but plenty of other people who knew them). They recently reunited where Stefan admitted he's been searching for Augustine. Trisselle's been unable to assist further, but they've both admitted to one another that they missed each other. Despite things being what they were in the past, Trisselle's not able to deny that she still holds a deep romantic inclination for him. Being that she moved into his room in the Coral Sea's ranks, she considers her quarters to be his as well. Who knows how that will really end up. &lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Since her return, she's not seen him since and she feels a bit relieved by such.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;RUMOURS - RARE&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;POINTS OF INTEREST&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]. This gets updated more than her journal, but is still generally abandoned. Oops. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle was a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 23. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She occasionally takes tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often in Limsa Lominsa, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She once spent an alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company along with Stefan &amp;quot;Renault&amp;quot; Delumiere, despite their questionable reputations.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;23/01/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; After an extended absence from the bustling population of the main cities, Trisselle has returned from what some would refer to as a world of darkness. Reunions of the joyous and not-so-joyous have commenced and likely will continue to commence. She does not come back alone, however...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it, and rather would have preferred it if he'd pair up with Lily romantically.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Clement Janvier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What Augustine and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan) put a swift end to that. When she left for her family, he took Armellant Duval in marriage. While it would seem he's fallen into something of an elven mishap, he calls himself 'Clement' nowadays. Whatever issues they held in their past, Trisselle respects him, but wishes to keep as much distance between them as can be allowed. He has moved on with his life, which pleases her, but she feels she has no place in it and shouldn't be given one, despite their shared parentage.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim is both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim is a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, and deep stories and experiences. Trisselle is actually very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim was clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and seems to have left a familial imprint on Trisselle.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Any feelings beyond that seem to be less than easy to define, and she categorises him mostly as a 'what could have been.'&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Although she would protect him if he needed it, she understands and respects that not being upfront with him about Augustine's wrongdoings (and hers) was an immense betrayal. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle is the first one Trisselle has met that she earnestly likes. Giselle is sometimes loud and obnoxious, but has a good sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Somewhat aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance is concerned, Giselle suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle often found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently didn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there was an envy that Trisselle felt that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Trisselle knows very little of her private life and history, but Lyse always seems to teach her something new.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::In another day, in another age, in another time, Renaud likely would have become a romantic interest to Trisselle. Or perhaps putting it the other way around would be more accurate. They've had their times of flirting back and forth, yet nothing's ever come of it. When Trisselle returned to her family in the Twelveswood, she left behind the Coral Sea and Renaud, but not easily. The thought of seeing him again draws her to the future, but the anxiety behind it prevents her from truly enjoying the notion.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry. Does he live? Did he die? Trisselle hardly knows, but she wishes for him his own kind of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Since her return, she's not seen him since and she feels a bit relieved by such.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;POINTS OF INTEREST&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle is a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess,' and occasionally corrects it modestly.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>User:Esotericlatte</title>
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&lt;div&gt;The idea for this about page came from the player [[User:Cedric|Cedric]], and he is still a pretty chill guy, so you should probably check him out at some point in time.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Some of the ideas for Trisselle's page actually were inspired by [[Aerius Destroven|Aerius's]] so make sure you take a look at his stuff as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just call me &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eso&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;, if you'd like, but I'll answer to &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Esoteric&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; as well. I started playing FFXIV shortly after launch and originally started on Gilgamesh, but moved to the Balmung server for RP purposes. I &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;stopped&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; playing around May 2014 for a plethora of reasons, but came back mid-January 2015. I also play on the Ultros server, though that's something of a more recent development.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Good things come to those who wait!&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==About==&lt;br /&gt;
* A member of the &amp;quot;I wish I was Forever 21 but I have a ton of Grey Hair&amp;quot; club&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Ohio&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, GMT -5 (-4 during DST)&lt;br /&gt;
* Week days and weekends are subject to IRL engagements and fluctuate.&lt;br /&gt;
* Contact Info:&lt;br /&gt;
**'''Email:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;totallygaybritishman [at] gmail [dot] com&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Characters==&lt;br /&gt;
My current roster is below. All characters can be considered works in progress, but at some point in time their pages will be done.&lt;br /&gt;
===Gridania===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-tg.jpg|A seemingly naive Duskwight Elezen with respect for her culture, but an optimistic view of the world.|link=Trisselle Ganathain]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==RP Notes==&lt;br /&gt;
I am a fairly easy-going RPer and rather open-minded, so if we have something in common, we should get along famously.&lt;br /&gt;
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* I like walk-up RP and I'm fair game. If you catch me running around, feel free to stop me. The only time I'm probably not available is for instances- unless it's an in-character run.&lt;br /&gt;
* I'm open to tells for questions or out of character communication, but in general unless there's a will and a way, I prefer not to interpret private messages as in character. (If the circumstance comes up where it's plausible, that's another story altogether.)&lt;br /&gt;
* I try to be tolerant of lore-breaking, but I make no guarantees. Likewise, if I've got anything incorrect, please give me a heads up. For the sake of the game universe, I'll do my best to be as accurate as I can be.&lt;br /&gt;
* I sure do love in-character letters- writing and receiving.&lt;br /&gt;
* I like in-depth storylines, especially in terms of relationships formed between characters. Chances are if I'm involved, I want to be there for the long haul and I'm willing to put in the time and effort. But when it comes to romantic relationships, it's something I want to work on and discuss. I like developing these sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;
* I love negative and positive character relationships. Whether our characters banter frequently or connect very well on a multitude of levels, chances are I'm loving every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;
* My characters are not a mouthpiece for my thoughts, so try to take things they say or do with a grain of salt. I like playing controversial characters with controversial ideals, so try not to interpret any character rudeness as mine. Some of my characters may occasionally be jerks, but I am not my character, and I think you are wonderful.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==Free Companies==&lt;br /&gt;
:[&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;A Work in Progress&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==End Note==&lt;br /&gt;
:Wait. What is this here for, I have no idea. ♥&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Updated stuff! (Present; Family; Relationships—Aerius, Augustine, Dhemgeim, Master Garrett, Giselle, Lyse, Renaud, Renault, Silonon; and other little things here and there.)&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;23/01/2015:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; After an extended absence from the bustling population of the main cities, Trisselle has returned from what some would refer to as a world of darkness. Reunions of the joyous and not-so-joyous have commenced and likely will continue to commence. She does not come back alone, however...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Light Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brands that cross over each eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and oft friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle tries to be honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She postures a lot, or so would say Augustine Frost, and he's not inaccurate. Trisselle tends to try to be the person everyone wants her to be, if only because she hasn't lived much of a life that's granted her the ability to find her own way. Consequently, her inability to please everyone can cause her to brood and judge herself more harshly than necessary. Although her intentions are meant well, sometimes she does not understand how insulting they are to others.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;FAMILY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Amaryllis Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Daughter&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The offspring of Augustine Frost and Trisselle. Although she originally had plans to seek the assistance of one Raphael from the Coral Sea affiliation to otherwise prevent Amaryllis's arrival, she changed her mind and instead retreated to her family in the Twelveswood. Despite her half-breed status, Vairemont and Nellaure are surprisingly protective of her, likely under the pretense that she serves as a reminder to Trisselle of the Duskwight's grand errors.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle once held a fondness for him that dived past friendship, but she respected him too much to pursue it, and rather would have preferred it if he'd pair up with Lily romantically.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Clement Janvier&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The past is generally meant to stay in the past. What Augustine and I once were is no longer, and yet I cannot find it in me to despise him—even if he was deserving of it. I can only pray for his future happiness.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine and Trisselle have a complicated history. And yet it follows a cliché pattern: acquaintances to allies to &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;something more&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. They were to be married when Augustine discovered she was carrying his child, but outside interference (read: Stefan) put a swift end to that. When she left for her family, he took Armellant Duval in marriage. While it would seem he's fallen into something of an elven mishap, he calls himself 'Clement' nowadays. Whatever issues they held in their past, Trisselle respects him, but wishes to keep as much distance between them as can be allowed. He has moved on with his life, which pleases her, but she feels she has no place in it and shouldn't be given one, despite their shared parentage.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Dhemgeim Shyrdoenwyn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A woman of a clear-cut strength and easy to respect, Dhemgeim is both frightening and heartwarming. Sort of like an older sister, if I knew what one was.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The second in command to Renaud in the Coral Sea. Dhemgeim is a woman with a good deal of wisdom behind her, and deep stories and experiences. Trisselle is actually very fond of her, but when she felt she had to hide Stefan's wrongdoings, Dhemgeim was clear with her disappointment. Although she walked with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim was extremely protective over her, kind, understanding, and seems to have left a familial imprint on Trisselle.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A never-ending source of confusion for me. Who is he today? Who will he be tomorrow? Who is he, really? He is as much an enigma as I am, it would seem.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius originally tried to play matchmaker between Garrett and Trisselle, but when it turned out unfavourably, the plan unfortunately backfired. Trisselle regards Garrett with great respect and tends to refer to him as 'Master Garrett.' Whether he wants to be a pirate or feign at being one, she tends to support his future goals and achievements. Any feelings beyond that seem to be less than easy to define, and she categorises him mostly as a 'what could have been.'&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I was the princess, then Garrett was the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trusted him to come for me if I should have fallen into danger.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. She had a very poor habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine and as much as she didn't want it to be so, was only one of many reasons the two split up. Although she would protect him if he needed it, she understands and respects that not being upfront with him about Augustine's wrongdoings (and hers) was an immense betrayal. Despite the idea that Garrett cares very little for her, she holds the utmost of respect for him as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Giselle Friloux|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Giselle Friloux&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charming. Beautiful. Elegant. Giselle is everything I am and then more. Mayhap I should be more akin to her...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Wildwood Elezen, Giselle is the first one Trisselle has met that she earnestly likes. Giselle is sometimes loud and obnoxious, but has a good sense of humour and is excellent at listening. Somewhat aware of Trisselle's poor history where romance is concerned, Giselle suggested Trisselle turn her attention onto women instead of men (with some agreement from Dhemgeim as well). Trisselle often found herself charmed by Giselle's companionship and frequently didn't know how to interpret her niceties. Beyond her admiration, there was an envy that Trisselle felt that being more like Giselle could potentially be beneficial to her.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse has always been something of an educational member to Master Garrett's social circle. While Trisselle originally regarded her with a great deal of suspicion, Lyse eventually managed to bypass that. Instead, she's shown herself to be nothing short of an enchanting and refreshing look at Hyur lifestyle. Trisselle knows very little of her private life and history, but Lyse always seems to teach her something new.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I think... I thought he was my ideal man. I think about him a lot, likely more than I ought to. And I cannot help but wonder if he ever takes the time to think about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::In another day, in another age, in another time, Renaud likely would have become a romantic interest to Trisselle. Or perhaps putting it the other way around would be more accurate. They've had their times of flirting back and forth, yet nothing's ever come of it. When Trisselle returned to her family in the Twelveswood, she left behind the Coral Sea and Renaud, but not easily. The thought of seeing him again draws her to the future, but the anxiety behind it prevents her from truly enjoying the notion.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did he ever love me? I ask myself that frequently and I imagine I will never know. Like Augustine, however, Stefan is a chapter in the past. There is no denying, however, that he helped shape the person I am today.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::While Master Garrett may have been pining over Trisselle, she pined over Stefan (also known as Renault), residential bad boy and all around just plain not good person. Perhaps she thought she could save him. Perhaps she saw something beautiful in his overall ugliness. Trisselle truly loved Stefan without feeling of obligation, but he and Augustine set a trap and caught her well. While she believes their only intent was to be with one another, she was placed between them both and felt she had no other choice but to be the person both wanted her to be—something that eventually went horribly awry. Does he live? Did he die? Trisselle hardly knows, but she wishes for him his own kind of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Since her return, she's not seen him since and she feels a bit relieved by such.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;This hasn't been updated in forever. Who knows if I'll go back to using it or not.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow. — &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Same as the above. But it's cool to go back and read it anyway.&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson learned. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she once rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledged that her desire to be someone other than herself consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle is a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess,' and occasionally corrects it modestly.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle later changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image change. When she returned to the Twelveswood for the sake of Amaryllis, her hair also returned to white.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there still refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's name is actually based off of two names together: Triss (an alternate form of Beatrice) and Elle. Roughly translated, Trisselle's name symbolises 'the girl who will bring about blessings and good fortune.' In the Roegadyn language according to Dhemgeim, her closest name would be Lihtleita, which means 'Light Bringer.'&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often in Limsa Lominsa, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: CR → Juste, Caen - I'm going to end up making a lot of edits here in about a week or so.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naturally reclusive, Trisselle has been moodier in the recent days, likely due to the disappearance of many of her allies. Finding that she grew too reliant upon them, she's questioned if she is better off in her solitude. To further complicate things, she faces inner turmoil as she holds onto secrets that could not only destroy her reputation, but others' as well. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle previously primarily spent her time in the Twelveswood in service at the Sanctum of the Twelve, but occasionally ventured into Ul'dah for training under Lady Mylla's guidance. Through mere coincidence and based off of a mishap, Trisselle has joined the Coral Sea, under the main guidance of [[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. She's also chosen to divide much of her time between the Shroud and La Noscea—for a multitude of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;THE HYUR PLOT&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Closed Date:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; March 03&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Burgundy&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dark Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle holds a fondness for him that dives past friendship, but she respects him too much to pursue it, and rather would prefer it if he'd pair up with Lily romantically. His dislike for Stefan is a sentiment that has yet to die and has only increased since he's learned of the courtship he holds with Trisselle.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;He says I know him well already and I suppose I do. I am not blind to Augustine's faults, but somewhere in all of that ocean of bad, there is a kindness that stirs me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::An acquaintance that became much more than she anticipated. It wasn't until Augustine began courting Garrett [Slater] that she took an interest in him. Getting to know the man of whispered rumours and the man beneath them, Trisselle acknowledges Augustine is not a good person entirely. He has questionable methods and almost always serves an ulterior motive. In spite of this, they have formed a kind of trust between each other that she holds with no other. While oft begrudgingly, Trisselle is more likely to be upfront with Augustine about her feelings, something she frequently tries to keep to a minimum. She doesn't want to change him, surprisingly, and can willingly admit to herself that Augustine brings out all of the darkness in her that she didn't know existed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Caen Jabari|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caen Jabari&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;TBD&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Master Garrett... is a well of wishes and could-have-been's. Undoubtedly I cared for the man and I assume a part of me continues to. But his indecision turned me away, whether he intended to or not. Sometimes I feel as if he abandoned me entirely and never truly meant to give me a chance.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A defining point in Trisselle's past. Unaware that she was a pawn to be paired up with him, Trisselle did not respond favourably when she discovered his romantic inclination for her. Although he was a kind man, he was also unassertive and a great deal pessimistic (sometimes sharing introverted traits with Trisselle), and a Hyur, causing Trisselle to reassess her values in tradition of the Duskwight people and her family. Even though she eventually reciprocated feelings for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level led her to believe that Master Garrett was simply manipulating her. He disappeared without a trace without giving any form of closure on their relationship. She once harboured a great amount of disdain for him, but to this day she continues to speak of him with a good deal of respect.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I am the princess, then Garrett is the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trust him to come for me if I should fall into danger.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. Admittedly, she has a bad habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine in an effort to keep them together, perhaps to the point of seeming suspiciously invested in it. Like Augustine, Trisselle would die for Garrett without a moment's hesitance and puts his importance above her own. She simply doesn't say it.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Juste Fantome|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Juste Fantome&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;How did it happen? I really have no idea. One day I looked at him, right at his unforgettable eyes, and realised he had a grasp on me I never predicted. Do I love him, or am I &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;in love&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; with him? Mm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Originally she met him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' A contractor of various odd and end jobs, it seems safest to define him akin to a 'best friend' toward Augustine. He once hired Aerius for work in the eastern region of Thanalan's desert, something that nearly resulted in Trisselle's death (along with Aerius, Master Garrett, Lily, and Emeralda). When he expressed a romantic interest in Trisselle, she was reluctant to accept his proposition of courtship. But time has a way of changing people and sentiments. At Augustine's urging, they agreed to a mutually exclusive relationship. Trisselle adores Stefan to a great extent, which is the closest she can get to her sentiments without dragging concepts of 'love' into it.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Despite her attempts to avoid him, she has been less than fortunate to cross paths with him a few times in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;POINTS OF INTEREST&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle is a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle has adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess,' and occasionally corrects it modestly.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. She liked it so much that even when things were resolved, she's decided to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often in Limsa Lominsa, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naturally reclusive, Trisselle has been moodier in the recent days, likely due to the disappearance of many of her allies. Finding that she grew too reliant upon them, she's questioned if she is better off in her solitude. To further complicate things, she faces inner turmoil as she holds onto secrets that could not only destroy her reputation, but others' as well. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle previously primarily spent her time in the Twelveswood in service at the Sanctum of the Twelve, but occasionally ventured into Ul'dah for training under Lady Mylla's guidance. Through mere coincidence and based off of a mishap, Trisselle has joined the Coral Sea, under the main guidance of [[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. She's also chosen to divide much of her time between the Shroud and La Noscea—for a multitude of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle holds a fondness for him that dives past friendship, but she respects him too much to pursue it, and rather would prefer it if he'd pair up with Lily romantically. His dislike for Stefan is a sentiment that has yet to die and has only increased since he's learned of the courtship he holds with Trisselle.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;He says I know him well already and I suppose I do. I am not blind to Augustine's faults, but somewhere in all of that ocean of bad, there is a kindness that stirs me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::An acquaintance that became much more than she anticipated. It wasn't until Augustine began courting Garrett [Slater] that she took an interest in him. Getting to know the man of whispered rumours and the man beneath them, Trisselle acknowledges Augustine is not a good person entirely. He has questionable methods and almost always serves an ulterior motive. In spite of this, they have formed a kind of trust between each other that she holds with no other. While oft begrudgingly, Trisselle is more likely to be upfront with Augustine about her feelings, something she frequently tries to keep to a minimum. She doesn't want to change him, surprisingly, and can willingly admit to herself that Augustine brings out all of the darkness in her that she didn't know existed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Master Garrett... is a well of wishes and could-have-been's. Undoubtedly I cared for the man and I assume a part of me continues to. But his indecision turned me away, whether he intended to or not. Sometimes I feel as if he abandoned me entirely and never truly meant to give me a chance.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A defining point in Trisselle's past. Unaware that she was a pawn to be paired up with him, Trisselle did not respond favourably when she discovered his romantic inclination for her. Although he was a kind man, he was also unassertive and a great deal pessimistic (sometimes sharing introverted traits with Trisselle), and a Hyur, causing Trisselle to reassess her values in tradition of the Duskwight people and her family. Even though she eventually reciprocated feelings for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level led her to believe that Master Garrett was simply manipulating her. He disappeared without a trace without giving any form of closure on their relationship. She once harboured a great amount of disdain for him, but to this day she continues to speak of him with a good deal of respect.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I am the princess, then Garrett is the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trust him to come for me if I should fall into danger.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. Admittedly, she has a bad habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine in an effort to keep them together, perhaps to the point of seeming suspiciously invested in it. Like Augustine, Trisselle would die for Garrett without a moment's hesitance and puts his importance above her own. She simply doesn't say it.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;How did it happen? I really have no idea. One day I looked at him, right at his unforgettable eyes, and realised he had a grasp on me I never predicted. Do I love him, or am I &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;in love&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; with him? Mm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Originally she met him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' A contractor of various odd and end jobs, it seems safest to define him akin to a 'best friend' toward Augustine. He once hired Aerius for work in the eastern region of Thanalan's desert, something that nearly resulted in Trisselle's death (along with Aerius, Master Garrett, Lily, and Emeralda). When he expressed a romantic interest in Trisselle, she was reluctant to accept his proposition of courtship. But time has a way of changing people and sentiments. At Augustine's urging, they agreed to a mutually exclusive relationship. Trisselle adores Stefan to a great extent, which is the closest she can get to her sentiments without dragging concepts of 'love' into it.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Despite her attempts to avoid him, she has been less than fortunate to cross paths with him a few times in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Lady Dhem began an ongoing jest that Trisselle is a princess when she misheard the Elezen's induction to the ranks of the Coral Sea. Since then, Trisselle has adopted the lovingly joking title of 'Princess' in place of 'priestess,' and occasionally corrects it modestly.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. She liked it so much that even when things were resolved, she's decided to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often in Limsa Lominsa, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2014-04-06T23:51:46Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: yaaaay overhauls on CR :&amp;gt; and other things&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naturally reclusive, Trisselle has been moodier in the recent days, likely due to the disappearance of many of her allies. Finding that she grew too reliant upon them, she's questioned if she is better off in her solitude. To further complicate things, she faces inner turmoil as she holds onto secrets that could not only destroy her reputation, but others' as well. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle previously primarily spent her time in the Twelveswood in service at the Sanctum of the Twelve, but occasionally ventured into Ul'dah for training under Lady Mylla's guidance. Through mere coincidence and based off of a mishap, Trisselle has joined the Coral Sea, under the main guidance of [[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. She's also chosen to divide much of her time between the Shroud and La Noscea—for a multitude of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Enigmatic and brooding, Aerius is a man I know better than to trifle with. He fills me with a curiosity that he never bothers to sate and with him, I feel I am in an ever constant state of paranoia and uncertainty.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius had originally hand-picked Trisselle as a potential mate for Garrett Sancsaron and was responsible for bringing Master Garrett's romantic inclination to Trisselle's attention. He has watched her suffer through her internal struggles and reminded her to come to him if she should need aid. Sometimes he can be insensitive and too light of heart for her tastes. Trisselle holds a fondness for him that dives past friendship, but she respects him too much to pursue it, and rather would prefer it if he'd pair up with Lily romantically. His dislike for Stefan is a sentiment that has yet to die and has only increased since he's learned of the courtship he holds with Trisselle.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;He says I know him well already and I suppose I do. I am not blind to Augustine's faults, but somewhere in all of that ocean of bad, there is a kindness that stirs me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::An acquaintance that became much more than she anticipated. It wasn't until Augustine began courting Garrett [Slater] that she took an interest in him. Getting to know the man of whispered rumours and the man beneath them, Trisselle acknowledges Augustine is not a good person entirely. He has questionable methods and almost always serves an ulterior motive. In spite of this, they have formed a kind of trust between each other that she holds with no other. While oft begrudgingly, Trisselle is more likely to be upfront with Augustine about her feelings, something she frequently tries to keep to a minimum. She doesn't want to change him, surprisingly, and can willingly admit to herself that Augustine brings out all of the darkness in her that she didn't know existed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I never forget his words of me or the way he had me wrapped about his forefinger. For a first foray into courting, he has left me infinitely skeptical and wary of all people seeking my affections.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He was a handsome face and that was undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she still has a hard time admitting to. He held her under a great deal of pressure for what he was entitled to by courting her. Uncompromising and stubborn, they clashed and he revealed that he thought she was a 'waste of time.' When he threatened to strike her, he set her on an unending fear that continues to haunt her to the present day. Although he later sought her out in Ul'dah for forgiveness, she declined from giving it to him and instead told him he had to earn such a privilege back.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seemingly brazen, it was easy for me to see she held affections for Master Garrett the first time they reunited. When I see them together, I think of childhood faerietales.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Despite knowing her very little, Trisselle went to her rescue during the infamous contract job for Aerius given by Stefan. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Master Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would have likely felt a great deal of disdain, Trisselle believed that Emeralda was a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Master Garrett... is a well of wishes and could-have-been's. Undoubtedly I cared for the man and I assume a part of me continues to. But his indecision turned me away, whether he intended to or not. Sometimes I feel as if he abandoned me entirely and never truly meant to give me a chance.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A defining point in Trisselle's past. Unaware that she was a pawn to be paired up with him, Trisselle did not respond favourably when she discovered his romantic inclination for her. Although he was a kind man, he was also unassertive and a great deal pessimistic (sometimes sharing introverted traits with Trisselle), and a Hyur, causing Trisselle to reassess her values in tradition of the Duskwight people and her family. Even though she eventually reciprocated feelings for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level led her to believe that Master Garrett was simply manipulating her. He disappeared without a trace without giving any form of closure on their relationship. She once harboured a great amount of disdain for him, but to this day she continues to speak of him with a good deal of respect.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;If I am the princess, then Garrett is the prince. He was likely speaking in jest, but above all things, I trust him to come for me if I should fall into danger.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle was born to a family with no other children, but the feelings she holds for Garrett are equivalent to that of a sister for a brother. They share many similar viewpoints on the righteousness of society (or lack thereof) as well as lifestyles and respects for traditions and parental units. Admittedly, she has a bad habit of meddling in his relationship with Augustine in an effort to keep them together, perhaps to the point of seeming suspiciously invested in it. Like Augustine, Trisselle would die for Garrett without a moment's hesitance and puts his importance above her own. She simply doesn't say it.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;When I look into her eyes, I see an endless pool of mystery. Stories talk of women who could enchant others with a simple gaze. Lily is good through and through, and sometimes I think she could be the very key to saving Eorzea's entirety.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily's demeanour has often led Trisselle to believing that she is the woman Trisselle ought to grow to be. It has taken a good deal of time, circumstance, patience, and educational talks for Trisselle to understand that Lily's path is different from hers. Lily represents a quiet strength and modesty that radiates such a purity that it seems to put Trisselle's to shame. In the present day, Trisselle sees her rarely, an unfortunate happenstance that affects the Duskwight more than she's even aware of. She sets Lily on an unreachable pedestal, but holds a respect for her that has no value that can be assigned.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The woman seems brash and loud, far different from my calculating and quiet nature. I have never known what to think of her, but I have this intuition that says she will quite possibly ruin me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;How did it happen? I really have no idea. One day I looked at him, right at his unforgettable eyes, and realised he had a grasp on me I never predicted. Do I love him, or am I &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;in love&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; with him? Mm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Originally she met him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' A contractor of various odd and end jobs, it seems safest to define him akin to a 'best friend' toward Augustine. He once hired Aerius for work in the eastern region of Thanalan's desert, something that nearly resulted in Trisselle's death (along with Aerius, Master Garrett, Lily, and Emeralda). When he expressed a romantic interest in Trisselle, she was reluctant to accept his proposition of courtship. But time has a way of changing people and sentiments. At Augustine's urging, they agreed to a mutually exclusive relationship. Trisselle adores Stefan to a great extent, which is the closest she can get to her sentiments without dragging concepts of 'love' into it.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am not fond of men who think they can fool me. I am even less fond of the ones who succeed. Silonon is nothing more than a deceitful man who has left me only bitter and agitated at the mere thought of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions. Aware of her distrust for him, he convinced her to accept no other advances on her heart save his. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. Despite her attempts to avoid him, she has been less than fortunate to cross paths with him a few times in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintless-eventide.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. She liked it so much that even when things were resolved, she's decided to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are injured, she will most likely administer to your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She is often in Limsa Lominsa, the meeting grounds for the Coral Sea association.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: More baby edits.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naturally reclusive, Trisselle has been moodier in the recent days, likely due to the disappearance of many of her allies. Finding that she grew too reliant upon them, she's questioned if she is better off in her solitude. To further complicate things, she faces inner turmoil as she holds onto secrets that could not only destroy her reputation, but others' as well. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle previously primarily spent her time in the Twelveswood in service at the Sanctum of the Twelve, but occasionally ventured into Ul'dah for training under Lady Mylla's guidance. Through mere coincidence and based off of a mishap, Trisselle has joined the Coral Sea, under the main guidance of [[Renaud Becquerel|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renaud Becquerel&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. She's also chosen to divide much of her time between the Shroud and La Noscea—for a multitude of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
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::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him. Only recently did she admit that she views him as a friend and that she cares for him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine was something of an acquaintance in the beginning. She met him when she met Aerius and Master Garrett and infrequently crossed paths with him. When he began courting Garrett [Slater], however, she took a greater interest in the man. Considering her protective demeanour over Garrett, she wanted to know the man seeing him a little better. Augustine has a reputation for being more than a little eccentric. The whispers call him an untrustworthy man and rumours claim he's downright inappropriate. Trisselle tends to gloss over his indecent nature. Whether she's ignoring it or truly doesn't care remains to be seen. She is privy to a good number of Augustine's secrets and they have formed a kind of trust between them that both know is unbreakable, something Trisselle never anticipated. Along with it, she has grown rather fond of the man, though saying so is a difficult feat.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.' He recently sought her out in Ul'dah in hopes of obtaining her forgiveness, something she has not provided him with. What she did give, however, was the opportunity to otherwise prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Trisselle knows very little about her, but once when to her rescue when one of Aerius's jobs went awry. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would likely feel a great deal of disdain, Trisselle seems to believe that Emeralda is a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the alchemic potion that resulted in the Hyur Plot. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. While she has had no closure on their relationship, Trisselle's need for one has somewhat faded the more time they spend apart. She's content to simply call him a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. When she suffered at the hands of the Hyur Plot, Garrett was the closest friend she felt she had. She looks out for him and tends to go to great lengths to keep him and Augustine together, as if she was a part of the relationship herself. Perhaps she would not say it aloud, but Garrett's of an import to her where her very heart would be afflicted if something befell him. She would easily put herself before him without a moment's hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. At one point in time, Trisselle wanted to be like her, but the more time goes on, the more she feels that Lily is on a level that she simply can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::She originally knew him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' Stefan is a contractor of various jobs. She met him through Augustine and shortly after assisted Aerius with a job that Stefan had provided him, something that nearly resulted in her death (in addition to Aerius, Lily, Master Garrett, and Emeralda). Although she was fond of him when they first met, the moment he expressed a romantic interest in her, she was skeptical. With Augustine's urging, she has finally decided that she would be his if they followed a mutual exclusivity agreement, something Stefan [surprisingly] agreed to. Trisselle, despite the secrets she hides from him, cares for Stefan very deeply. Does she love him? Trisselle wouldn't say it like that, but she adores him to such an extent that she's trying to rely on actions rather than words to express herself.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions before admitting that he wanted them to have a relationship of some form. He picked her most vulnerable time during her issues with Master Garrett to approach her, however, knowing that her experiences had left her very jaded, skeptical, and quite distrusting of his intentions. Trisselle considered him a friend, first and foremost, and thought she was ill-suited for him. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. She wishes him well and his newly-formed family, but has no desire to see him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are some members of the Coral Sea, Augustine, Stefan, Garrett, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle's hair colour is naturally white. Aerius convinced her during the Hyur Plot to have it dyed a maroon / burgundy colour. She liked it so much that even when things were resolved, she's decided to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The dinner that was meant for Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett never actually occurred and as something of a way to ease her thoughts, Augustine, Garrett [Slater], and Stefan took her along on a pilgrimage across Eorzea to visit the stones of the gods.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle faces inner turmoil between hiding herself away and holding onto secrets that could not only destroy her reputation, but others' as well. While she intends to spend much (if not all) of her time in the Twelveswood, that doesn't seem to be the most likely...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
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::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him. Only recently did she admit that she views him as a friend and that she cares for him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine was something of an acquaintance in the beginning. She met him when she met Aerius and Master Garrett and infrequently crossed paths with him. When he began courting Garrett [Slater], however, she took a greater interest in the man. Considering her protective demeanour over Garrett, she wanted to know the man seeing him a little better. Augustine has a reputation for being more than a little eccentric. The whispers call him an untrustworthy man and rumours claim he's downright inappropriate. Trisselle tends to gloss over his indecent nature. Whether she's ignoring it or truly doesn't care remains to be seen. She is privy to a good number of Augustine's secrets and they have formed a kind of trust between them that both know is unbreakable, something Trisselle never anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;
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::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.' He recently sought her out in Ul'dah in hopes of obtaining her forgiveness, something she has not provided him with. What she did give, however, was the opportunity to otherwise prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Trisselle knows very little about her, but once when to her rescue when one of Aerius's jobs went awry. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would likely feel a great deal of disdain, Trisselle seems to believe that Emeralda is a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the alchemic potion that resulted in the Hyur Plot. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. While she has had no closure on their relationship, Trisselle's need for one has somewhat faded the more time they spend apart. She's content to simply call him a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. When she suffered at the hands of the Hyur Plot, Garrett was the closest friend she felt she had. She looks out for him and tends to go to great lengths to keep him and Augustine together, as if she was a part of the relationship herself. Perhaps she would not say it aloud, but Garrett's of an import to her where her very heart would be afflicted if something befell him. She would easily put herself before him without a moment's hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. At one point in time, Trisselle wanted to be like her, but the more time goes on, the more she feels that Lily is on a level that she simply can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::She originally knew him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' Stefan is a contractor of various jobs. She met him through Augustine and shortly after assisted Aerius with a job that Stefan had provided him, something that nearly resulted in her death (in addition to Aerius, Lily, Master Garrett, and Emeralda). Trisselle was fond of him from the beginning and time has given a pathway that beckons Stefan to woo her. While skeptical, jaded, and cynical where her heart is concerned, she considers Stefan close and cares for him deeply with romantic inclination. Where they go depends on circumstance and if she'll ever allow him (and her) the devotion they both seek.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions before admitting that he wanted them to have a relationship of some form. He picked her most vulnerable time during her issues with Master Garrett to approach her, however, knowing that her experiences had left her very jaded, skeptical, and quite distrusting of his intentions. Trisselle considered him a friend, first and foremost, and thought she was ill-suited for him. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. She wishes him well and his newly-formed family, but has no desire to see him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;POINTS OF INTEREST&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, however, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are Augustine, Stefan, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the sake of Augustine and Renault's protection, Garrett Slater, the two previously questioned, and Trisselle traveled to Bronze Lake for a much needed vacation. After a few days there, they separated: Augustine and Renault to Limsa, Garrett to Ul'dah, and Trisselle to the Twelveswood. In preparation for her final dinner with Aerius, Garrett Sancsaron, and Lily, she has taken to traveling for the appropriate ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She plans to stay in the Twelveswood following their dinner, but plans have a way of changing...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Closed Date:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; March 03&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dark Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Blue Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him. Only recently did she admit that she views him as a friend and that she cares for him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine was something of an acquaintance in the beginning. She met him when she met Aerius and Master Garrett and infrequently crossed paths with him. When he began courting Garrett [Slater], however, she took a greater interest in the man. Considering her protective demeanour over Garrett, she wanted to know the man seeing him a little better. Augustine has a reputation for being more than a little eccentric. The whispers call him an untrustworthy man and rumours claim he's downright inappropriate. Trisselle tends to gloss over his indecent nature. Whether she's ignoring it or truly doesn't care remains to be seen. She is privy to a good number of Augustine's secrets and they have formed a kind of trust between them that both know is unbreakable, something Trisselle never anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.' He recently sought her out in Ul'dah in hopes of obtaining her forgiveness, something she has not provided him with. What she did give, however, was the opportunity to otherwise prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Trisselle knows very little about her, but once when to her rescue when one of Aerius's jobs went awry. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would likely feel a great deal of disdain, Trisselle seems to believe that Emeralda is a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the alchemic potion that resulted in the Hyur Plot. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. While she has had no closure on their relationship, Trisselle's need for one has somewhat faded the more time they spend apart. She's content to simply call him a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. When she suffered at the hands of the Hyur Plot, Garrett was the closest friend she felt she had. She looks out for him and tends to go to great lengths to keep him and Augustine together, as if she was a part of the relationship herself. Perhaps she would not say it aloud, but Garrett's of an import to her where her very heart would be afflicted if something befell him. She would easily put herself before him without a moment's hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. At one point in time, Trisselle wanted to be like her, but the more time goes on, the more she feels that Lily is on a level that she simply can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::She originally knew him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' Stefan is a contractor of various jobs. She met him through Augustine and shortly after assisted Aerius with a job that Stefan had provided him, something that nearly resulted in her death (in addition to Aerius, Lily, Master Garrett, and Emeralda). Trisselle was fond of him from the beginning and time has given a pathway that beckons Stefan to woo her. While skeptical, jaded, and cynical where her heart is concerned, she considers Stefan close and cares for him deeply with romantic inclination. Where they go depends on circumstance and if she'll ever allow him (and her) the devotion they both seek.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions before admitting that he wanted them to have a relationship of some form. He picked her most vulnerable time during her issues with Master Garrett to approach her, however, knowing that her experiences had left her very jaded, skeptical, and quite distrusting of his intentions. Trisselle considered him a friend, first and foremost, and thought she was ill-suited for him. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. She wishes him well and his newly-formed family, but has no desire to see him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;POINTS OF INTEREST&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, however, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are Augustine, Stefan, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: I can't spell 'stefan' evidently.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the sake of Augustine and Renault's protection, Garrett Slater, the two previously questioned, and Trisselle traveled to Bronze Lake for a much needed vacation. After a few days there, they separated: Augustine and Renault to Limsa, Garrett to Ul'dah, and Trisselle to the Twelveswood. In preparation for her final dinner with Aerius, Garrett Sancsaron, and Lily, she has taken to traveling for the appropriate ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Dark Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Medium Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him. Only recently did she admit that she views him as a friend and that she cares for him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine was something of an acquaintance in the beginning. She met him when she met Aerius and Master Garrett and infrequently crossed paths with him. When he began courting Garrett [Slater], however, she took a greater interest in the man. Considering her protective demeanour over Garrett, she wanted to know the man seeing him a little better. Augustine has a reputation for being more than a little eccentric. The whispers call him an untrustworthy man and rumours claim he's downright inappropriate. Trisselle tends to gloss over his indecent nature. Whether she's ignoring it or truly doesn't care remains to be seen. She is privy to a good number of Augustine's secrets and they have formed a kind of trust between them that both know is unbreakable, something Trisselle never anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.' He recently sought her out in Ul'dah in hopes of obtaining her forgiveness, something she has not provided him with. What she did give, however, was the opportunity to otherwise prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Trisselle knows very little about her, but once when to her rescue when one of Aerius's jobs went awry. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would likely feel a great deal of disdain, Trisselle seems to believe that Emeralda is a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the alchemic potion that resulted in the Hyur Plot. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. While she has had no closure on their relationship, Trisselle's need for one has somewhat faded the more time they spend apart. She's content to simply call him a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. When she suffered at the hands of the Hyur Plot, Garrett was the closest friend she felt she had. She looks out for him and tends to go to great lengths to keep him and Augustine together, as if she was a part of the relationship herself. Perhaps she would not say it aloud, but Garrett's of an import to her where her very heart would be afflicted if something befell him. She would easily put herself before him without a moment's hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. At one point in time, Trisselle wanted to be like her, but the more time goes on, the more she feels that Lily is on a level that she simply can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stefan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::She originally knew him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' Stefan is a contractor of various jobs. She met him through Augustine and shortly after assisted Aerius with a job that Stefan had provided him, something that nearly resulted in her death (in addition to Aerius, Lily, Master Garrett, and Emeralda). Trisselle was fond of him from the beginning and time has given a pathway that beckons Stefan to woo her. While skeptical, jaded, and cynical where her heart is concerned, she considers Stefan close and cares for him deeply with romantic inclination. Where they go depends on circumstance and if she'll ever allow him (and her) the devotion they both seek.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions before admitting that he wanted them to have a relationship of some form. He picked her most vulnerable time during her issues with Master Garrett to approach her, however, knowing that her experiences had left her very jaded, skeptical, and quite distrusting of his intentions. Trisselle considered him a friend, first and foremost, and thought she was ill-suited for him. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. She wishes him well and his newly-formed family, but has no desire to see him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, however, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are Augustine, Stefan, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: completed family; changed some line spaces&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the sake of Augustine and Renault's protection, Garrett Slater, the two previously questioned, and Trisselle traveled to Bronze Lake for a much needed vacation. After a few days there, they separated: Augustine and Renault to Limsa, Garrett to Ul'dah, and Trisselle to the Twelveswood. In preparation for her final dinner with Aerius, Garrett Sancsaron, and Lily, she has taken to traveling for the appropriate ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Vairemont Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Father&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The epitome of traditional, Vairemont is a collected and composed man, not prone to emotional outbursts. His subtly emotive mannerisms are something Trisselle inherited, among others, through the desire to emulate him. He is a well-rounded individual and prior to meeting Nellaure had a great fondness for traveling. He cares little for society and possesses a vanity to be expected from a stereotypical Elezen. Although he was hesitant about it, he permitted Trisselle the opportunity to mingle with outside races and respects her need to be an individual as well as her pursuit of knowledge. It is with thanks to his entrepreneur background and charisma that Trisselle can live as comfortably as she does. The lack of luxuries in his personal life has allowed him to grant her a good tutelage and her entry into the priesthood. He is protective, but not over protective, and maintains a mostly understanding viewpoint of Trisselle's various plights—when she keeps him informed.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nellaure Ganathain&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Mother&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Like Vairemont, Nellaure has a distinct respect for the 'old world' culture and ways. A practitioner of thaumaturgy, she put down her studies of magic when she conceived Trisselle. Unable to feel fully sated in her life experiences, she is pushy and oft transparently unhappy with aspects of her life that she missed out on, resulting in a great deal of pressure placed on Trisselle to accomplish the things that she personally could not. While she is more emotionally open, she is also brash, at times irrational, and possesses an underhanded cleverness that Trisselle would liken to Augustine and Stefan. Although she does not approve of Trisselle's independence, she reluctantly tolerates it under the accord that Trisselle spends her free time in the Twelveswood (read: &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;where she belongs&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;). Nellaure wants and demands the best for her daughter, resulting in an oppressive atmosphere disguised as maternal protection.&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him. Only recently did she admit that she views him as a friend and that she cares for him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine was something of an acquaintance in the beginning. She met him when she met Aerius and Master Garrett and infrequently crossed paths with him. When he began courting Garrett [Slater], however, she took a greater interest in the man. Considering her protective demeanour over Garrett, she wanted to know the man seeing him a little better. Augustine has a reputation for being more than a little eccentric. The whispers call him an untrustworthy man and rumours claim he's downright inappropriate. Trisselle tends to gloss over his indecent nature. Whether she's ignoring it or truly doesn't care remains to be seen. She is privy to a good number of Augustine's secrets and they have formed a kind of trust between them that both know is unbreakable, something Trisselle never anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.' He recently sought her out in Ul'dah in hopes of obtaining her forgiveness, something she has not provided him with. What she did give, however, was the opportunity to otherwise prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Trisselle knows very little about her, but once when to her rescue when one of Aerius's jobs went awry. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would likely feel a great deal of disdain, Trisselle seems to believe that Emeralda is a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the alchemic potion that resulted in the Hyur Plot. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. While she has had no closure on their relationship, Trisselle's need for one has somewhat faded the more time they spend apart. She's content to simply call him a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. When she suffered at the hands of the Hyur Plot, Garrett was the closest friend she felt she had. She looks out for him and tends to go to great lengths to keep him and Augustine together, as if she was a part of the relationship herself. Perhaps she would not say it aloud, but Garrett's of an import to her where her very heart would be afflicted if something befell him. She would easily put herself before him without a moment's hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. At one point in time, Trisselle wanted to be like her, but the more time goes on, the more she feels that Lily is on a level that she simply can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stephan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::She originally knew him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' Stefan is a contractor of various jobs. She met him through Augustine and shortly after assisted Aerius with a job that Stefan had provided him, something that nearly resulted in her death (in addition to Aerius, Lily, Master Garrett, and Emeralda). Trisselle was fond of him from the beginning and time has given a pathway that beckons Stefan to woo her. While skeptical, jaded, and cynical where her heart is concerned, she considers Stefan close and cares for him deeply with romantic inclination. Where they go depends on circumstance and if she'll ever allow him (and her) the devotion they both seek.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions before admitting that he wanted them to have a relationship of some form. He picked her most vulnerable time during her issues with Master Garrett to approach her, however, knowing that her experiences had left her very jaded, skeptical, and quite distrusting of his intentions. Trisselle considered him a friend, first and foremost, and thought she was ill-suited for him. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. She wishes him well and his newly-formed family, but has no desire to see him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, however, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;black&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are Augustine, Stefan, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the sake of Augustine and Renault's protection, Garrett Slater, the two previously questioned, and Trisselle traveled to Bronze Lake for a much needed vacation. After a few days there, they separated: Augustine and Renault to Limsa, Garrett to Ul'dah, and Trisselle to the Twelveswood. In preparation for her final dinner with Aerius, Garrett Sancsaron, and Lily, she has taken to traveling for the appropriate ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[A Work in Progress]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him. Only recently did she admit that she views him as a friend and that she cares for him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine was something of an acquaintance in the beginning. She met him when she met Aerius and Master Garrett and infrequently crossed paths with him. When he began courting Garrett [Slater], however, she took a greater interest in the man. Considering her protective demeanour over Garrett, she wanted to know the man seeing him a little better. Augustine has a reputation for being more than a little eccentric. The whispers call him an untrustworthy man and rumours claim he's downright inappropriate. Trisselle tends to gloss over his indecent nature. Whether she's ignoring it or truly doesn't care remains to be seen. She is privy to a good number of Augustine's secrets and they have formed a kind of trust between them that both know is unbreakable, something Trisselle never anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.' He recently sought her out in Ul'dah in hopes of obtaining her forgiveness, something she has not provided him with. What she did give, however, was the opportunity to otherwise prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Trisselle knows very little about her, but once when to her rescue when one of Aerius's jobs went awry. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would likely feel a great deal of disdain, Trisselle seems to believe that Emeralda is a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the alchemic potion that resulted in the Hyur Plot. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. While she has had no closure on their relationship, Trisselle's need for one has somewhat faded the more time they spend apart. She's content to simply call him a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. When she suffered at the hands of the Hyur Plot, Garrett was the closest friend she felt she had. She looks out for him and tends to go to great lengths to keep him and Augustine together, as if she was a part of the relationship herself. Perhaps she would not say it aloud, but Garrett's of an import to her where her very heart would be afflicted if something befell him. She would easily put herself before him without a moment's hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. At one point in time, Trisselle wanted to be like her, but the more time goes on, the more she feels that Lily is on a level that she simply can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stephan Delumiere]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::She originally knew him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' Stefan is a contractor of various jobs. She met him through Augustine and shortly after assisted Aerius with a job that Stefan had provided him, something that nearly resulted in her death (in addition to Aerius, Lily, Master Garrett, and Emeralda). Trisselle was fond of him from the beginning and time has given a pathway that beckons Stefan to woo her. While skeptical, jaded, and cynical where her heart is concerned, she considers Stefan close and cares for him deeply with romantic inclination. Where they go depends on circumstance and if she'll ever allow him (and her) the devotion they both seek.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions before admitting that he wanted them to have a relationship of some form. He picked her most vulnerable time during her issues with Master Garrett to approach her, however, knowing that her experiences had left her very jaded, skeptical, and quite distrusting of his intentions. Trisselle considered him a friend, first and foremost, and thought she was ill-suited for him. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. She wishes him well and his newly-formed family, but has no desire to see him.&lt;br /&gt;
*'''[[U'zhan Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;U'zhan Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]''' - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A traditional Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te. Aware that Trisselle knows very little of Miqo'te tribes and their lifestyles, U'zhan is often kind enough to indulge her. He talks a little of his family, the desert he came from, and the lifestyle that his kind tend to keep and hold. He once asked Trisselle to accompany him to Coerthas, an invitation that left her wary and resulted in a subtle rejection. But as she has had more of his companionship, she's becoming more comfortable with silence between them and as it currently stands, she's more willing to accompany him. At least whenever she should regain her original form—provided that she can.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—— &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, however, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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 |&amp;lt;!--col4--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00009.jpg|100px|Trying to form a plan of action.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are Augustine, Stefan, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: cr (augustine, garrett, stefan); removed rr section; added art section; added trivia section; added hooks section (a wip)&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the sake of Augustine and Renault's protection, Garrett Slater, the two previously questioned, and Trisselle traveled to Bronze Lake for a much needed vacation. After a few days there, they separated: Augustine and Renault to Limsa, Garrett to Ul'dah, and Trisselle to the Twelveswood. In preparation for her final dinner with Aerius, Garrett Sancsaron, and Lily, she has taken to traveling for the appropriate ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She plans to stay in the Twelveswood following their dinner, but plans have a way of changing...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him. Only recently did she admit that she views him as a friend and that she cares for him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine was something of an acquaintance in the beginning. She met him when she met Aerius and Master Garrett and infrequently crossed paths with him. When he began courting Garrett [Slater], however, she took a greater interest in the man. Considering her protective demeanour over Garrett, she wanted to know the man seeing him a little better. Augustine has a reputation for being more than a little eccentric. The whispers call him an untrustworthy man and rumours claim he's downright inappropriate. Trisselle tends to gloss over his indecent nature. Whether she's ignoring it or truly doesn't care remains to be seen. She is privy to a good number of Augustine's secrets and they have formed a kind of trust between them that both know is unbreakable, something Trisselle never anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;
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::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.' He recently sought her out in Ul'dah in hopes of obtaining her forgiveness, something she has not provided him with. What she did give, however, was the opportunity to otherwise prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;
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::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Trisselle knows very little about her, but once when to her rescue when one of Aerius's jobs went awry. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would likely feel a great deal of disdain, Trisselle seems to believe that Emeralda is a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
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::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the alchemic potion that resulted in the Hyur Plot. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. While she has had no closure on their relationship, Trisselle's need for one has somewhat faded the more time they spend apart. She's content to simply call him a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. When she suffered at the hands of the Hyur Plot, Garrett was the closest friend she felt she had. She looks out for him and tends to go to great lengths to keep him and Augustine together, as if she was a part of the relationship herself. Perhaps she would not say it aloud, but Garrett's of an import to her where her very heart would be afflicted if something befell him. She would easily put herself before him without a moment's hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. At one point in time, Trisselle wanted to be like her, but the more time goes on, the more she feels that Lily is on a level that she simply can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Stephan Delumiere]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::She originally knew him as 'Renault,' and later learned he had two other identities as well: 'Zork' and 'Victor.' Stefan is a contractor of various jobs. She met him through Augustine and shortly after assisted Aerius with a job that Stefan had provided him, something that nearly resulted in her death (in addition to Aerius, Lily, Master Garrett, and Emeralda). Trisselle was fond of him from the beginning and time has given a pathway that beckons Stefan to woo her. While skeptical, jaded, and cynical where her heart is concerned, she considers Stefan close and cares for him deeply with romantic inclination. Where they go depends on circumstance and if she'll ever allow him (and her) the devotion they both seek.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions before admitting that he wanted them to have a relationship of some form. He picked her most vulnerable time during her issues with Master Garrett to approach her, however, knowing that her experiences had left her very jaded, skeptical, and quite distrusting of his intentions. Trisselle considered him a friend, first and foremost, and thought she was ill-suited for him. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. She wishes him well and his newly-formed family, but has no desire to see him.&lt;br /&gt;
*&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[U'zhan Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;U'zhan Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A traditional Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te. Aware that Trisselle knows very little of Miqo'te tribes and their lifestyles, U'zhan is often kind enough to indulge her. He talks a little of his family, the desert he came from, and the lifestyle that his kind tend to keep and hold. He once asked Trisselle to accompany him to Coerthas, an invitation that left her wary and resulted in a subtle rejection. But as she has had more of his companionship, she's becoming more comfortable with silence between them and as it currently stands, she's more willing to accompany him. At least whenever she should regain her original form—provided that she can.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - RARE&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - PLAYER-BASED&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[Add your own heeere, if it pleases.]&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;POINTS OF INTEREST&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;TRISSELLE TROPES&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. Once Augustine mocked her over her naivety and she beat him in the face with a mug. Push her past the breaking point, however, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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 |&amp;lt;!--col4--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00009.jpg|100px|Trying to form a plan of action.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;TRIVIA (THE THINGS YOU WANT TO KNOW)&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; It is excessively rare for Trisselle to introduce herself with her given and family name. The only people who currently know her as 'Trisselle Ganathain' are Augustine, Stefan, Cornelius Frost, and Master Garrett. Her other friends and allies only know her as 'Trisselle' or 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She really does not like being called 'Triss.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; While she does not give her age out, Trisselle is actually 22. Her birthday is the 23rd Day of the Fourth Umbral Moon (August 23).&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She frequents the Sanctum of the Twelve in the Shroud with offerings for Menphina, where those there refer to her as 'Priestess Ganathain of the White.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle has also studied a little in the history and development of black magic, though her knowledge is very sparse. She's currently taking tutelage from Lady Mylla in Ul'dah for swordplay at Garrett's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Her favourite colour is violet.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She has a young dodo as a pet who stays in the Twelveswood with her family. So taken was she by meeting Stefan (Renault at the time), that she named the dodo 'Ren.'&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She also has an antisocial chocobo who doesn't come around frequently named Artoirel. He's not the friendliest bird, but he's reliable when she needs him to be. Her typical mode of transportation is a unicorn she calls Aubrenard.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle loves the rain. What she doesn't love is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She seems like the kind of girl who could sing and have woodland animals flock to her. That is completely inaccurate. Trisselle's ability to sing is atrocious (and she knows it). In other words, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She actually has a decent sketching ability. Along with her journal, she carries another [smaller] leather bound book with notes and drawings of Eorzea's various flora.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Trisselle likes wine. That is to say, she &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;loves&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; wine. (White, in particular.)&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She doesn't care for inns and beds. Despite her blessed and fortunate background, she has a particular preference for sleeping outside.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; She spends a decent amount of time cooking and providing food for the orphans in both the Twelveswood and Ul'dah. When Damien came to her for her forgiveness, she convinced him to donate a large sum of gil to the orphans in Thanalan for food, shelter, and clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; If for some reason you are starving, she will most likely feed you.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Credit: Esoteric Latte&lt;/p&gt;
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Credit: Augustine Frost ♥♥♥&lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-13T21:18:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: I'LL COME BACK AND UPDATE THIS MORE LATER.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the sake of Augustine and Renault's protection, Garrett Slater, the two previously questioned, and Trisselle traveled to Bronze Lake for a much needed vacation. After a few days there, they separated: Augustine and Renault to Limsa, Garrett to Ul'dah, and Trisselle to the Twelveswood. In preparation for her final dinner with Aerius, Garrett Sancsaron, and Lily, she has taken to traveling for the appropriate ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She plans to stay in the Twelveswood following their dinner, but plans have a way of changing...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Closed Date:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; March 03&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done. Over one month passed and Garrett Sancsaron kept true to his word. With what appeared to be many nights without sleep or rest, the man refused to settle until he was able to create a cure for her, one he fashioned from her blood directly. Yet he found himself successful and it was by his graces that she was able to regain who she once was. But just because she had been saved was no proof that she better understood the nature of people and their value being more than simply a skin's surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Certainly it would require time to see if Trisselle truly harnessed the understanding of a person's entirety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Dark Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Medium Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The key trait she feels stands out most is the flourish black brand that crosses over her left eye. Her face houses a few lighter scars and while it's not something shown, she also holds two large scars across her right set of ribs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[A Work in Progress]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him. Only recently did she admit that she views him as a friend and that she cares for him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Augustine Frost|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Augustine Frost&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Augustine was something of an acquaintance in the beginning. She met him when she met Aerius and Master Garrett and infrequently crossed paths with him. When he began courting Garrett [Slater], however, she took a greater interest in the man. Considering her protective demeanour over Garrett, she wanted to know the man seeing him a little better. Augustine has a reputation for being more than a little eccentric. The whispers call him an untrustworthy man and rumours claim he's downright inappropriate. Trisselle tends to gloss over his indecent nature most of the time. Time has given way to interesting developments and where she felt uncertain about him before, she's grown rather fond of him.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Damien Leon|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Damien Leon&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.' He recently sought her out in Ul'dah in hopes of obtaining her forgiveness, something she has not provided him with. What she did give, however, was the opportunity to otherwise prove his worth.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A childhood friend of Master Garrett's. Trisselle knows very little about her, but once when to her rescue when one of Aerius's jobs went awry. When she went away for personal affairs at the beginning of the First Umbral Moon of the First Astral Year, Garrett told her that Emeralda had kissed him, leaving him confused as to where his romantic inclinations for her (and Trisselle) were concerned. While most potential romantic partners would likely feel a great deal of disdain, Trisselle seems to believe that Emeralda is a better fit for Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Sancsaron|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Sancsaron&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the alchemic potion that resulted in the Hyur Plot. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Emeralda Baker&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] and [[Caelia Isularie|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Caelia Isularie&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. While she has had no closure on their relationship, Trisselle's need for one has somewhat faded the more time they spend apart. She's content to simply call him a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Slater|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Garrett Slater&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. When she suffered at the hands of the Hyur Plot, Garrett was the closest friend she felt she had. She looks out for him and tends to go to great lengths to keep him and Augustine together, as if she was a part of the relationship herself.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. At one point in time, Trisselle wanted to be like her, but the more time goes on, the more she feels that Lily is on a level that she simply can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Renault Delumiere|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Renault Delumiere]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A man who appears to be from Ul'dah and is rather well-known for his contract work. Aerius accepted a job from him that Trisselle, Lily, Emeralda, and Master Garrett accompanied him on. It turned into an ambush and they nearly lost their lives to it. Consequently, Renault was painted with a poor reputation and even accused of having known of the risks or set it up himself. Trisselle has always been fond of him, however, and though she's never known the truth of the matter, she can't believe the rumours. Like Augustine, the recent days have painted him more of an uncertain ally. She's genuinely interested in the kind of person he is away from his reputation. She seems to believe he has an ulterior motive, however.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Silonon Chandra&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]. In spite of her modest protests, he created quite the public spectacle and successfully humiliated her when he performed a dance especially for her. Deciding he liked her reserved spirit so much, he sought her for a few courting sessions before admitting that he wanted them to have a relationship of some form. He picked her most vulnerable time during her issues with Master Garrett to approach her, however, knowing that her experiences had left her very jaded, skeptical, and quite distrusting of his intentions. Trisselle considered him a friend, first and foremost, and thought she was ill-suited for him. Despite the way he feigned a dedication to her, he sporadically changed his mind in favour of having a child with another. She wishes him well and his newly-formed family.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[U'zhan Tia|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;U'zhan Tia&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] - &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A traditional Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te. Aware that Trisselle knows very little of Miqo'te tribes and their lifestyles, U'zhan is often kind enough to indulge her. He talks a little of his family, the desert he came from, and the lifestyle that his kind tend to keep and hold. He once asked Trisselle to accompany him to Coerthas, an invitation that left her wary and resulted in a subtle rejection. But as she has had more of his companionship, she's becoming more comfortable with silence between them and as it currently stands, she's more willing to accompany him. At least whenever she should regain her original form—provided that she can.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Restless Road|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Restless Road&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]] is an association composed of people who keep in contact with each other for business purposes, mainly crafting, gear, and materia. Trisselle's two main occupations involve assistance to the others affiliated with it. She is the only member capable of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;edible&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; cooking and consequently has used her abilities with food as a form of bartering. When she's not cooking, however, she gathers food as well as supplies for other various associates. Trisselle is remotely familiar with all members of the group and tends to easily recognise them, but names often escape her. Her work with the group has influenced in her a great desire to provide food to the less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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- [[Alexaria Whiteraven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Alexaria Whiteraven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Lily Dawnsworn|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Aerius Destroven|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Aerius Destroven&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-[[Lyse Crofte|&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Lyse Crofte&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:❀ Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;in-character journal&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;tumblr&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;], which will probably also have the same information from her journal, but is likely easier to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Actual Pacifist&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Apologises a Lot&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Beware the Nice Ones&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. A good example of this was when she tolerated Damien's barrage of insults against her person. Push her past the breaking point, however, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Children are Innocent&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Cute Bookworm&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Determined Expression&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Did You think I can't Feel?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Elective Mute&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Forgets to Eat&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only people who've seen her eat in person aside from her family are Damien, Augustine, and Renault.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Friendless Background&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Grass is Greener&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Hates Being Touched&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;I Am What I Am&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Must Make Amends&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. When she regained her true self, she understood the value of herself as a person.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Nature Lover&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Plain Jane&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Skilled, but Naive&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#000000&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What is this Feeling?&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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 |&amp;lt;!--col1--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00006.jpg|100px|Augustine gets a talk-to from X'yue.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col2--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00007.jpg|100px|Damien and Trisselle comparing the Ocean to Fate.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col3--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00008.jpg|100px|Trisselle reacts to the Fantasia potion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col4--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00009.jpg|100px|Trying to form a plan of action.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2014-02-05T01:54:33Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: Okay I needed art references, so undoing stuff. I'll actually go in and fix it all tomorrow or something.&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is a restless girl, frequently on the move and often not capable of staying in one place for too long. Any opportunity she has to return home when she is not preoccupied with her studies of flora, she respects the wishes of her family and returns to the Twelveswood, though she never stays for more than a few days at a time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Despite the way she tends to adventure (or get herself into &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;mis&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;adventure), Trisselle doesn't frequent well-populated areas often. Like her people and true to her name, she travels in solitude and prefers her company to that of others. She has, however, begun to break the mold of her traditions in favour of spending a good amount of quality time in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;THE HYUR PLOT&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Closed Date:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;In Progress&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This is likely to be a long-lasting plot for Trisselle's character development. The change to herself as an individual is meant to affect her physically, mentally, and emotionally, as she comes against challenges she might not have faced as an Elezen. She took her luxuries for granted and some could say that this plot is being used as a form of divine retribution that she understands what she had before and &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; she was fine as she was, as opposed to her sometimes transparent desire to 'fit in' with Ul'dah's society better.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From an IC standpoint, she'll remain a Hyur until she manages to accomplish two feats: to find someone capable of reversing the effect, and only once she has redeemed herself and understood that the value of a person is determined by their actions taken, beliefs, and compromises—not by their race or clan.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Dark Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Medium Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The only feature she has that she feels distinguishes her from others is the black flourishing brand that crosses over her left eye. She doesn't appear to have any additional markings or scars.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Aerius Destroven]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Augustine Frost]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::It is in thanks to both Augustine and Aerius, that Trisselle has met most of her contacts in Ul'dah. What started out as a simple night of crossing paths became something extended and unexpected for her. Augustine seems to have a reputation for being more than a little foolish and she can see why. He can make her smile, however, which is an important asset for a companion of hers to hold. She's almost positive that he has an ulterior motive and while she hasn't figured out what it is just yet, she's often wary around him. But he seems to mean well and on more than one occasion, he's expressed a concern for her well-being, something that makes Trisselle think she can consider him a friend at the very least. Still he remains a mystery and one that she's willing to let go.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[C'kayah Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Miqo'te playwright. They met only briefly in Ul'dah when he expressed that he was writing a Duskwight Elezen into his most recent play, however lacked information on the clan. Trisselle was pleased to answer some questions for him and expressed a great interest in being an audience to the final product. While she's seen him several times since then, she's remotely certain that he doesn't remember her. To be fair, however, C'kayah is often in the presence of other women, so she can see how it'd be convenient to not remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Cedric Riordan]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of Restless Road. With hair that reminds her of the ocean, Cedric appears to be a somewhat youthful man. Like Trisselle, he spends a good deal of his time providing fresh food to the less fortunate. Considering they already share something in common, Trisselle is further intrigued over him—just as she is about the other members of the mercantile.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Damien Leon]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.'&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Sancsaron]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the Fantasia potion that has resulted in the Hyur Plot. Garrett holds an importance to her that no one else possesses, but she's unsure of what she would call it.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Slater]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of Restless Road. Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. Much to her dismay, however, she doesn't get to see him as frequently as she'd like to outside of work. What they &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;can&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; agree on, however, is that if Augustine is involved, trouble is certainly quick to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lily Dawnsworn]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. If anything, to sum it all up simply, Trisselle wishes to be more like her, not realising that she's fine as she is.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lyse Crofte]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[U'zhan Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A traditional Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te. Aware that Trisselle knows very little of Miqo'te tribes and their lifestyles, U'zhan is often kind enough to indulge her. He talks a little of his family, the desert he came from, and the lifestyle that his kind tend to keep and hold. He once asked Trisselle to accompany him to Coerthas, an invitation that left her wary and resulted in a subtle rejection. But as she has had more of his companionship, she's becoming more comfortable with silence between them and as it currently stands, she's more willing to accompany him. At least whenever she should regain her original form—provided that she can.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Valentinoix Thibault]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of [[Restless Road]], an association akin to a mercantile. Valentinoix is a resident of Ul'dah, but he hails from the Twelveswood as Trisselle does. Being one of her kind and a refreshing reminder of their people, she feels a great amount of ease with him. When they first met, she was under the impression that he was fond of men, and consequently tried to matchmake him with several, but later found out otherwise. Proudly, she can claim that simply by making him pretzels, she can bribe him into almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[X'Yue Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Another member of Restless Road. X'yue is a bit night while Trisselle is day. He's incredibly unabashed and she's unsure if he talks and acts without thinking, or if all of his antics are intentional. The more she finds that he's not like her in the least, the more she also finds that she really enjoys simply listening to his conversations with others. Ultimately, he's an incredibly interesting man and she's sure he's got more hidden up his sleeves that he's not yet demonstrated.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Restless Road]] is an association composed of people who keep in contact with each other for business purposes, mainly crafting, gear, and materia. Trisselle's two main occupations involve assistance to the others affiliated with it. She is the only member capable of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;edible&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; cooking and consequently has used her abilities with food as a form of bartering. When she's not cooking, however, she gathers food as well as supplies for the one alchemist of the group, [[Aeron Browne]]. Trisselle is remotely familiar with all members of the group and tends to easily recognise them, but names often escape her. Her work with the group has influenced in her a great desire to provide food to the less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - COMMON&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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- [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Lily Dawnsworn]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Though my interactions with her have been few, I can say that despite her seeming disbelief in her own abilities, she is far more capable than some of the boasting dicks I've met in the Hourglass.  She has qualities about her that most people will never touch on, and some day I hope she sees that as well.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:❀ Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ in-character journal] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
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:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ActualPacifist Actual Pacifist] - Trisselle chooses not to use violence or force of any kind against any object, animate or inanimate. She feels it's against a personal oath she swore when she adopted the pathway of conjury. While she doesn't condone other people using it, she also chooses not to interfere to stop them if situations come to blows. That doesn't mean, however, that she won't try to diplomatically talk things down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot Apologises a Lot] - A poor habit, admittedly. Trisselle dislikes the idea of even &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;potentially&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; offending someone and she gets a little melodramatic when it comes to how often she offers apologies—even for things that are out of her control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes Beware the Nice Ones] - It takes a lot for her to lose her temper and even when she's on the brink of it, she must know what she's capable of, for she's more likely to walk away from a situation instead of really spelling things out. A good example of this was when she tolerated Damien's barrage of insults against her person. Push her past the breaking point, however, and she'll willingly demonstrate why she's so confident in her skills.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent Children are Innocent] - Somehow an unrealistic belief at times, Trisselle has a very naive way of viewing the world in its entirety, starting with its youth. Children really &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;are&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; the future and she would put them above most other things where survival and wholesome growing up is involved.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm Cute Bookworm] - She likes to read. A lot. And most of the time when she's bothered by something or left to her solitude, her nose is firmly pressed into a book.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression Determined Expression] - Infrequently, Trisselle's looks harden, usually when she's getting deeply exasperated with a person or a situation. Her typical stoic or empty expression becomes far harder. Sometimes it lasts only a few moments before it fades, but most of the time whatever she's thinking while giving it isn't something she chooses to share.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel Did You think I can't Feel?] - Her lack of experience in the world outside of the caverns in the Twelveswood paints Trisselle as sometimes being too subtle or lacking the ability to better express her feelings when she has them. She's the sort to let most things go without giving her opinion, and to some degree suffers a lack of assertion.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute Elective Mute] - Speak when spoken to. Children should be seen and not heard. Trisselle finds that she learns more when she listens than when she speaks. If she's talking, it's usually because she's making a point or she's saying what she feels needs to be said.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat Forgets to Eat] - Trisselle has horrible eating habits from being so wrapped up in situations around her to simply not wanting to eat in general. The only person who's seen her eat in person aside from her family is Damien.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground Friendless Background] - Although she grew up with friends and family, after the Calamity struck, Trisselle deliberately distanced herself from people. And once she made the decision to leave the Twelveswood, she chose a life of solitude for herself and in the present day still prefers her company to that of others. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener Grass is Greener] - She doesn't dislike the Elezen. In fact, she has a lot of pride for her heritage and clan. What she doesn't like is how it seems to stifle her relationships with other races due to tradition and lack of open-minded approach. Consequently, her curiosities and desires to experience a better life—the Hyur life—resulted in the Hyur Plot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched Hates Being Touched] - Duskwight (and Elezen in general) commonly have a plethora of vanity, feeling a great deal of superiority to other races, something that started before Trisselle's birth and still continues in present day. Trisselle's lack of comfort with having people in her physical proximity does seem to be stemmed from a psychological fear that somehow forming connections of the sort will render her weak or somehow less than 'superior.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm I Am What I Am] - The lesson to be learned that's recently found it's beginning. Trisselle's gifts, personality, and self as an entirety is an individual she must discover is better than tolerable or acceptable. Her traits make her an undeniably unique woman and not someone to either be underestimated or undervalued.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends Must Make Amends] - The harsh discovery that she's rendered herself incomplete, Trisselle acknowledges that her desire to be someone other than herself has consequently stirred up a lot of regret and remorse. One day she'll regain her true self back.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover Nature Lover] - From rains to snow, sunny days and the darkest nights, she loves all things nature related. She's the type to get caught up in watching rivers from a bridge for hours, or laying down in a field of flowers for no good reason other than to take a nap in them. She feels most at peace when surrounded by fields, trees, the ocean, sandy shores, and other locales not populated by buildings, houses, or gaggles of people.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane Plain Jane] - Trisselle doesn't seem to understand what it is other people see in her. The first time Aerius called her 'pretty' she was bemused and perplexed. She thinks in comparison to others of her kind and even the Hyur that she's rather plain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive Skilled, but Naive] - The epitome of the Elezen-turned-Hyur. Trisselle has a great capacity for learning and picks up on things quickly, but while her words and actions sometimes paint her as a wise woman, she knows very little about the real world. A consequence of growing up in an often overprotected and sheltered family, she lacks the ability to properly judge people as well as situations.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling What is this Feeling?] - Befriending Garrett, Augustine, Aerius, Lily, the Restless Road mercantile, and the others, Trisselle has stumbled upon the very sentiment of forming connections with others in familial, friendship, and romantic inclinations. But it's all new to her and frequently, she's unable to properly put her feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;EsotericLatte: beep voop journal&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is a restless girl, frequently on the move and often not capable of staying in one place for too long. Any opportunity she has to return home when she is not preoccupied with her studies of flora, she respects the wishes of her family and returns to the Twelveswood, though she never stays for more than a few days at a time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Despite the way she tends to adventure (or get herself into &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;mis&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;adventure), Trisselle doesn't frequent well-populated areas often. Like her people and true to her name, she travels in solitude and prefers her company to that of others. She has, however, begun to break the mold of her traditions in favour of spending a good amount of quality time in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This is likely to be a long-lasting plot for Trisselle's character development. The change to herself as an individual is meant to affect her physically, mentally, and emotionally, as she comes against challenges she might not have faced as an Elezen. She took her luxuries for granted and some could say that this plot is being used as a form of divine retribution that she understands what she had before and &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; she was fine as she was, as opposed to her sometimes transparent desire to 'fit in' with Ul'dah's society better.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From an IC standpoint, she'll remain a Hyur until she manages to accomplish two feats: to find someone capable of reversing the effect, and only once she has redeemed herself and understood that the value of a person is determined by their actions taken, beliefs, and compromises—not by their race or clan.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Dark Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Medium Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The only feature she has that she feels distinguishes her from others is the black flourishing brand that crosses over her left eye. She doesn't appear to have any additional markings or scars.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[A Work in Progress]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Aerius Destroven]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Augustine Frost]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::It is in thanks to both Augustine and Aerius, that Trisselle has met most of her contacts in Ul'dah. What started out as a simple night of crossing paths became something extended and unexpected for her. Augustine seems to have a reputation for being more than a little foolish and she can see why. He can make her smile, however, which is an important asset for a companion of hers to hold. She's almost positive that he has an ulterior motive and while she hasn't figured out what it is just yet, she's often wary around him. But he seems to mean well and on more than one occasion, he's expressed a concern for her well-being, something that makes Trisselle think she can consider him a friend at the very least. Still he remains a mystery and one that she's willing to let go.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[C'kayah Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Miqo'te playwright. They met only briefly in Ul'dah when he expressed that he was writing a Duskwight Elezen into his most recent play, however lacked information on the clan. Trisselle was pleased to answer some questions for him and expressed a great interest in being an audience to the final product. While she's seen him several times since then, she's remotely certain that he doesn't remember her. To be fair, however, C'kayah is often in the presence of other women, so she can see how it'd be convenient to not remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Cedric Riordan]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of Restless Road. With hair that reminds her of the ocean, Cedric appears to be a somewhat youthful man. Like Trisselle, he spends a good deal of his time providing fresh food to the less fortunate. Considering they already share something in common, Trisselle is further intrigued over him—just as she is about the other members of the mercantile.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Damien Leon]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.'&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Sancsaron]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the Fantasia potion that has resulted in the Hyur Plot. Garrett holds an importance to her that no one else possesses, but she's unsure of what she would call it.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Slater]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of Restless Road. Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. Much to her dismay, however, she doesn't get to see him as frequently as she'd like to outside of work. What they &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;can&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; agree on, however, is that if Augustine is involved, trouble is certainly quick to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lily Dawnsworn]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. If anything, to sum it all up simply, Trisselle wishes to be more like her, not realising that she's fine as she is.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lyse Crofte]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[U'zhan Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A traditional Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te. Aware that Trisselle knows very little of Miqo'te tribes and their lifestyles, U'zhan is often kind enough to indulge her. He talks a little of his family, the desert he came from, and the lifestyle that his kind tend to keep and hold. He once asked Trisselle to accompany him to Coerthas, an invitation that left her wary and resulted in a subtle rejection. But as she has had more of his companionship, she's becoming more comfortable with silence between them and as it currently stands, she's more willing to accompany him. At least whenever she should regain her original form—provided that she can.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Valentinoix Thibault]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of [[Restless Road]], an association akin to a mercantile. Valentinoix is a resident of Ul'dah, but he hails from the Twelveswood as Trisselle does. Being one of her kind and a refreshing reminder of their people, she feels a great amount of ease with him. When they first met, she was under the impression that he was fond of men, and consequently tried to matchmake him with several, but later found out otherwise. Proudly, she can claim that simply by making him pretzels, she can bribe him into almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[X'Yue Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Another member of Restless Road. X'yue is a bit night while Trisselle is day. He's incredibly unabashed and she's unsure if he talks and acts without thinking, or if all of his antics are intentional. The more she finds that he's not like her in the least, the more she also finds that she really enjoys simply listening to his conversations with others. Ultimately, he's an incredibly interesting man and she's sure he's got more hidden up his sleeves that he's not yet demonstrated.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Restless Road]] is an association composed of people who keep in contact with each other for business purposes, mainly crafting, gear, and materia. Trisselle's two main occupations involve assistance to the others affiliated with it. She is the only member capable of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;edible&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; cooking and consequently has used her abilities with food as a form of bartering. When she's not cooking, however, she gathers food as well as supplies for the one alchemist of the group, [[Aeron Browne]]. Trisselle is remotely familiar with all members of the group and tends to easily recognise them, but names often escape her. Her work with the group has influenced in her a great desire to provide food to the less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - COMMON&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Lily Dawnsworn]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:❀ Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ in-character journal] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is a restless girl, frequently on the move and often not capable of staying in one place for too long. Any opportunity she has to return home when she is not preoccupied with her studies of flora, she respects the wishes of her family and returns to the Twelveswood, though she never stays for more than a few days at a time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Despite the way she tends to adventure (or get herself into &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;mis&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;adventure), Trisselle doesn't frequent well-populated areas often. Like her people and true to her name, she travels in solitude and prefers her company to that of others. She has, however, begun to break the mold of her traditions in favour of spending a good amount of quality time in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This is likely to be a long-lasting plot for Trisselle's character development. The change to herself as an individual is meant to affect her physically, mentally, and emotionally, as she comes against challenges she might not have faced as an Elezen. She took her luxuries for granted and some could say that this plot is being used as a form of divine retribution that she understands what she had before and &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; she was fine as she was, as opposed to her sometimes transparent desire to 'fit in' with Ul'dah's society better.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From an IC standpoint, she'll remain a Hyur until she manages to accomplish two feats: to find someone capable of reversing the effect, and only once she has redeemed herself and understood that the value of a person is determined by their actions taken, beliefs, and compromises—not by their race or clan.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The only feature she has that she feels distinguishes her from others is the black flourishing brand that crosses over her left eye. She doesn't appear to have any additional markings or scars.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Augustine Frost]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::It is in thanks to both Augustine and Aerius, that Trisselle has met most of her contacts in Ul'dah. What started out as a simple night of crossing paths became something extended and unexpected for her. Augustine seems to have a reputation for being more than a little foolish and she can see why. He can make her smile, however, which is an important asset for a companion of hers to hold. She's almost positive that he has an ulterior motive and while she hasn't figured out what it is just yet, she's often wary around him. But he seems to mean well and on more than one occasion, he's expressed a concern for her well-being, something that makes Trisselle think she can consider him a friend at the very least. Still he remains a mystery and one that she's willing to let go.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[C'kayah Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Miqo'te playwright. They met only briefly in Ul'dah when he expressed that he was writing a Duskwight Elezen into his most recent play, however lacked information on the clan. Trisselle was pleased to answer some questions for him and expressed a great interest in being an audience to the final product. While she's seen him several times since then, she's remotely certain that he doesn't remember her. To be fair, however, C'kayah is often in the presence of other women, so she can see how it'd be convenient to not remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Cedric Riordan]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of Restless Road. With hair that reminds her of the ocean, Cedric appears to be a somewhat youthful man. Like Trisselle, he spends a good deal of his time providing fresh food to the less fortunate. Considering they already share something in common, Trisselle is further intrigued over him—just as she is about the other members of the mercantile.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Damien Leon]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.'&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Sancsaron]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the Fantasia potion that has resulted in the Hyur Plot. Garrett holds an importance to her that no one else possesses, but she's unsure of what she would call it.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Slater]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of Restless Road. Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. Much to her dismay, however, she doesn't get to see him as frequently as she'd like to outside of work. What they &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;can&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; agree on, however, is that if Augustine is involved, trouble is certainly quick to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lily Dawnsworn]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. If anything, to sum it all up simply, Trisselle wishes to be more like her, not realising that she's fine as she is.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lyse Crofte]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[U'zhan Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A traditional Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te. Aware that Trisselle knows very little of Miqo'te tribes and their lifestyles, U'zhan is often kind enough to indulge her. He talks a little of his family, the desert he came from, and the lifestyle that his kind tend to keep and hold. He once asked Trisselle to accompany him to Coerthas, an invitation that left her wary and resulted in a subtle rejection. But as she has had more of his companionship, she's becoming more comfortable with silence between them and as it currently stands, she's more willing to accompany him. At least whenever she should regain her original form—provided that she can.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Valentinoix Thibault]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of [[Restless Road]], an association akin to a mercantile. Valentinoix is a resident of Ul'dah, but he hails from the Twelveswood as Trisselle does. Being one of her kind and a refreshing reminder of their people, she feels a great amount of ease with him. When they first met, she was under the impression that he was fond of men, and consequently tried to matchmake him with several, but later found out otherwise. Proudly, she can claim that simply by making him pretzels, she can bribe him into almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[X'Yue Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Another member of Restless Road. X'yue is a bit night while Trisselle is day. He's incredibly unabashed and she's unsure if he talks and acts without thinking, or if all of his antics are intentional. The more she finds that he's not like her in the least, the more she also finds that she really enjoys simply listening to his conversations with others. Ultimately, he's an incredibly interesting man and she's sure he's got more hidden up his sleeves that he's not yet demonstrated.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Restless Road]] is an association composed of people who keep in contact with each other for business purposes, mainly crafting, gear, and materia. Trisselle's two main occupations involve assistance to the others affiliated with it. She is the only member capable of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;edible&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; cooking and consequently has used her abilities with food as a form of bartering. When she's not cooking, however, she gathers food as well as supplies for the one alchemist of the group, [[Aeron Browne]]. Trisselle is remotely familiar with all members of the group and tends to easily recognise them, but names often escape her. Her work with the group has influenced in her a great desire to provide food to the less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - COMMON&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - RARE&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Lily Dawnsworn]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Aerius Destroven]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Lyse Crofte</title>
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-size:12px;color:#fff; letter-spacing:1px; font-family: georgia;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Described at times as 'creepy' and 'intimidating', Lyse prefers to think of herself as a quiet observer.  She is fiercely loyal and though she has few real connections in the world since her time in Carteneau, those she does have she holds onto with both fists.&lt;br /&gt;
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Though she is loathe to kill for no reason, she won't hesitate to take a life if it seems necessary, refusing to spend hours poring over the ideas of absolute right and wrong in which killing is always bad or always good.  To Lyse, there is right and wrong and while she realises that some of her choices will be always taken as the wrong choice -- and she accepts that they are likely very wrong -- if she feels passionately she will still carry them out.&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-size:25px;color:#8b0000; letter-spacing:5px; font-family: Trebuchet MS; text-align: center;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Associations &amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;font-size:12px;color:#000; letter-spacing:0px; font-family: Tahoma; padding: 5px;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;red&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;hearts;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;[[Khyros Oroban]]: Lyse spent many years wandering alone and never letting other people crack through her shell, until a fated encounter with Khy in the Shroud one night.  She learned she could smile, she could feel that low-down dirty unf feeling, and her heart still thrummed with emotion.  He's like no one she's ever met before and she feels she owes a great deal to him, even if his modesty keeps him from accepting how much he might have actually done for her.  Budding feelings are an odd thing for a woman who was completely ready to spend her life alone. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;hearts;[[Augustine Frost]]: Augustine made the mistake of approaching Lyse in a drunken stupor one night and hadn't really expected for her to take to him, as far as she can tell.  She didn't fall for his advances, but over the next little while did find she cared about him more than she cared to admit and, at one point, had considered actually taking him up on his offer for a date.  Since then, he's found his true place with his heart and she couldn't be happier for him, and has instead taken up the role of the girl who throws rocks at him that he might have had romantic inclinations towards, but now just seems to care about; a feeling which is reciprocated. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;hearts;[[Garrett Sancsaron]]: Garrett is family, and even Lyse cannot explain why she took so suddenly to the man, but he seems to appreciate the way that she treats him as both and an adult, bolstering his confidence and assuming he is full capable, which she truly believes.  As much as she can, Lyse is determined to rebuild his confidence and allow him to be the man she knows he can be, all while protecting him as much as she would any of her other dear friends.  &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;diams;[[Aerius Destroven]]: Quiet and pretty are the best ways to describe Aerius on any given day.  Her association with him was sudden, but she seems to like him as much anyone would an associate that they see infrequently.  Likely to trust him at her back in a fight, she sees something there between he and Lily and wishes to encourage that.  &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;diams;[[Lily Dawnsworn]]: Tough as nails and soft as feathers - it's a hard balance to hold for a woman of the cloth, but Lily does it with grace and dignity, a thing Lyse wishes she had more often.  There's a strength in Lily that Lyse sees mirrored in her own self, and a softness that she shows infrequently which speaks to the dragoon on many levels.  If you want a woman at your back in a fight, It's Lily.  &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;diams;[[Garrett Slater]]: In her mind, Lyse often refers to Garrett as blondiebear, and took to him a bit more than he likely took to her because of his chivalry and compassion.  Not one to be conned into doing something untoward just because of someone's feigned sob story, Lyse realised she was very fond of him when his resolve held true even though it was upsetting to him.  He seems a man afraid of falling short of others expectations, but has met Lyse's and then some. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;diams;[[Trisselle Ganathain]]: Though a fairly new associate of Lyse's, she's fond of the current-Hyur, former-Elezen, and sees a doting, mothering compassion in her, as well as a deep respect for the people around her, regardless of their race, gender, or creed.  Though Triss often sells herself short, Lyse sees in her a fire that would burn the world to cinder if her friends were at stake, and that is worth everything in the world to Lyse. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    &amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;33%&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;60&amp;quot;&amp;gt;- &amp;quot;Who th'fuck is the redhead sitting on the pot? Doesn' she know she'll break her damn neck. Nah, 'm no' gonna tell her m'self, fuck that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Music is important to me, so while I have a playlist for Lyse called [http://8tracks.com/aidorei/scarred &amp;quot;scarred&amp;quot;], I also have a deep need to explore at least a few of these songs and their reasoning for being a part of who she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tmxCRRmNhM &amp;quot;Made of Scars&amp;quot;] by Stone Sour was one of the first songs I ever chose.  I had always wanted her to have this tapestry of scars across her body that told a story of all the stuff she'd been through.  It was to draw into the story about her blackouts and losing entire companies worth of people and being the only survivor surrounded in bodies and blood.  More than anything, it's a bit of a nod to the fact that she often is heard saying &amp;quot;Scars are just a reminder that something tried to kill you and failed.&amp;quot; because most of hers really should have been lethal.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKOlBZJ7Izs &amp;quot;The Phoenix&amp;quot;] by Fall Out Boy addresses my love for fire and how I see Lyse's story moving towards something where she has this note of a Phoenix who won't go down and rises from near-death so often it becomes almost obnoxious.  That being said? The theme of the song being about taking the world back and making it into a beautiful thing, and taking things into your OWN hands and helping the people around you become better.  She strives to help the people who she sees a sort of flaming-passion in.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LyA1GL1touw &amp;quot;Battle Born&amp;quot;] by Five Finger Death Punch is not only one of my favourite songs, but every time I listen to it I think of Lyse.  For a while her entire existence was a perfect measure of being alone wrapped up in a need to do what she could to make sure others wouldn't have to.  Protecting her world, as it were, had become her entire focus after her love had died in Carteneau, which might have even been caused by her.  She died for a bit, but never lost that spark for life... but in the end, she is a fighter and she is battle born, so it seemed fitting.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://lysecrofte.tumblr.com Lyse's Inspiration Tumblr] - The Inspiration blog I made for Lyse.  Sometimes OOC, sometimes not safe for work, but always useful for me.  View at your own risk.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[http://dragoonsass.tumblr.com Lyse's IC writing] - I decided to take a page from some others and give her a sort of journal to write in.  I'll likely be bad at updating.  Don't metagame, please. There is likely little-to-no way someone could find the IC writings at all unless Lyse were to choose to share them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[http://imgur.com/a/SCrHZ Lyse's Commission Gallery] - Using my imgur to host her commissions and it will be updated as they come through - all information on who drew what can be found there with links to the deviantart or otherwise. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[http://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/character/6056518/ Lyse's Lodestone] - It might not be wholly useful or even all that interesting, but it's there if someone wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Storybooks tell often compelling tales of peace and tranquility and some with a jaded perspective are unable to believe them. Before there were times of hardship, there were times of simplicity and ignorant bliss. Trisselle grew up in a world where she believed nothing would go wrong. And if one were to be truly frank about it, she existed in her own world of dreams, pretend, and unrealistic achievements. Every day was a joyful routine and the phrase that implied good things always came to an end was one unknown to her. She had her parents, her friends, her people, and needed nothing more. Without interference, her life was a comfortable one, and she was too naive to understand otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Calamity brought with it atrophy of lives, families, the clan in general, and all people affected by its catastrophic wave of destruction. Yet Trisselle was fortunate, for she neither suffered the loss of her family, nor was she separated from them. What she endured was the confusion, the lack of age and comprehension of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; things had turned out as they had. For her special world of proverbial rainbows and all things good had evolved drastically into shadow and darker days. And in her childhood, she remembered wondering if perhaps they might never recover, for the agony and misery of the less fortunate left a permanent imprint on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;For the protection of their kind, they left behind their homes in darkness, forced to make new ones in the Twelveswood. Trisselle left behind a good deal of her innocent outlook, forced to grow up a little quicker than a child should have had to. With that, however, came the desire to better protect herself and she grew to be the recipient of a rather blessed and privileged lifestyle, resulting in good tutelage and a proper education. Yet any of the changes and challenges she did face were the same as the others she knew and a part of her remained reassured by the very concept that she confronted nothing alone. In time, lands healed, and hearts as well. Memories were not forgotten, but rather those who survived forged alliances and kinships stronger than in dates passed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle, still young, sheltered, and naive in many ways, made the seemingly brash decision that she could not keep herself holed away so much from the rest of the world. For while their people began to remake their lives and learn to dream again, she thought her hands put to better use in favour of aiding others. Against the protest of her loving parents, she pleaded for their blessing and unable to turn her down for she had requested nothing prior in her life, they reluctantly granted her leave. Although as she packed few things to begin her own journey, her parents reminded her to visit home often, and that if the world turned against her, she always had a safe haven to return to.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is a restless girl, frequently on the move and often not capable of staying in one place for too long. Any opportunity she has to return home when she is not preoccupied with her studies of flora, she respects the wishes of her family and returns to the Twelveswood, though she never stays for more than a few days at a time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Despite the way she tends to adventure (or get herself into &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;mis&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;adventure), Trisselle doesn't frequent well-populated areas often. Like her people and true to her name, she travels in solitude and prefers her company to that of others. She has, however, begun to break the mold of her traditions in favour of spending a good amount of quality time in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;THE HYUR PLOT&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Opened Date:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; January 16&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;u&amp;gt;Closed Date:&amp;lt;/u&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;In Progress&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Naivety and good intentions often resulted in poor choices made and on Trisselle's part, 'poor' was nothing short of an understatement. Plagued by a dream that presented the ideal of a different life under a different guise, she was consumed by thoughts of the future. Convening with Lily, Aerius, and Master Garrett, they discussed the power that the gods held—or lack thereof—and it was Aerius and his words of wisdom that Trisselle found she could not disagree with, along with validity from both Garrett and Lily. That unlike Damien, Garrett could not put much faith into Fate itself or preordained actions that led from one to another. And Lily with a cautious reminder that perhaps such dependence should not be placed upon the deities, regardless of their abilities. But that a future should have been paved itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's desire to lead a life that didn't involve the strict traditions of her family or kind motivated her with the sound idea of taking on a temporary form—a Hyur. An idea that had already been born prior, but only set in motion with the inadvertent encouragement of people she called friends. Well off by the graces of her privileged lifestyle, she sought the assistance of a magister in the darker arts of Thanalan and requested an object of immense rarity: a potion that cryptically promised to grant her a new life as a new person. And upon taking it, she changed entirely, keeping only certain features that connected her to the Elezen she formerly was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And while her knowledge of her prior experiences and studies remained intact, she lost her connection to Nature and with it, the abilities she was once so confident in. Left behind was an ungraceful Hyur girl who would have to regain who she was—if indeed, such a thing could be done.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This is likely to be a long-lasting plot for Trisselle's character development. The change to herself as an individual is meant to affect her physically, mentally, and emotionally, as she comes against challenges she might not have faced as an Elezen. She took her luxuries for granted and some could say that this plot is being used as a form of divine retribution that she understands what she had before and &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;why&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; she was fine as she was, as opposed to her sometimes transparent desire to 'fit in' with Ul'dah's society better.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From an IC standpoint, she'll remain a Hyur until she manages to accomplish two feats: to find someone capable of reversing the effect, and only once she has redeemed herself and understood that the value of a person is determined by their actions taken, beliefs, and compromises—not by their race or clan.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PHYSICAL&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Gender:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Female&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Race:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Elezen&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Clan:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Duskwight&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Citizenship:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Gridania&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Dark Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Medium Grey&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Left-Handed&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Height:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; 6 fulms, 4 ilms&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#777777&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Weight:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; 162 ponz&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her features are undoubtedly young, though the specific number of her age is left to be questioned as it's information she appears to have no plans of divulging. Yet based on her behaviour and how she carries herself, it's a safe assumption that she has a good deal of youth behind her. Her smiles are often small and subtle, frequently bashful and often on the verge of 'meek,' but in contrast her oft direct tone makes it difficult to pinpoint what type of person she is.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is about average height for a female Elezen and her physique is smaller than likely what's expected, implying her overactive lifestyle in combination with her eating habits may not be particularly compatible. She is not and does not look physically strong, but she has noticeable muscle mass in her arms and legs. The only feature she has that she feels distinguishes her from others is the black flourishing brand that crosses over her left eye. She doesn't appear to have any additional markings or scars.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From head to toe, Trisselle looks proper. Her taste in garb and style is not something she considers unique, and rather she tends to attempt fitting in better with what she believes society would define as contemporary. She has a particular fondness for tailored doublets, tunics, gaskins, and simple shoes, as opposed to robes or cowls. Comfort and practicality seem to be held in a higher esteem than physically appealing wear. She contradicts it a little, however, with the concept that regardless of the outfit, she holds a distinct likeness for earrings, bracelets, and rings.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ABOUT THE GIRL - PERSONALITY&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle's etiquette and well-mannered demeanour is likely the outstanding trait she holds. While many of the Duskwight have gained a reputation for thievery and less than good intentions, she is—in some ways—very different from how the stereotype has been painted. Yet in others, she maintains and respects traditions and an older style of how things have been done (or should be done) by her kind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While polite and often friendly, it is uncharacteristic of her to be verbose or long-winded when she speaks. She prefers to listen, to observe, and occasionally can portray herself as too diplomatic, terse, or professional, indicating that she's not had a lot of exposure to people outside of her family and childhood friends. She does not make a habit of mingling with crowds and consequently gets easily overwhelmed or anxious in the company of a great number of people. Yet it's something she attempts to remedy by occasionally putting herself in situations that require her to be social or to be in the midst of many.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She is not very open about her past or who she is as a person, yet she has little difficulty discussing her passion: flowers. Naturally secretive like other Duskwight, she can easily come off as someone with ulterior motives, despite the idea that she is more likely to be accepting of things her kind normally wouldn't be. She is rather evasive when it comes to topics she doesn't care to dive into, but lacks the ability to create a smooth transition in order to avoid said subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Trisselle is honest to a fault, though if possible, she attempts to maintain tact and respect, regardless of the situation. In other words, concepts like anger are difficult to notice in her, as she tends to be more or less optimistic and sympathetic to the needs of others, as opposed to pessimistic, blatant, or possibly insensitive. Some could say she tries &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;too hard&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; to be respectful and it wouldn't necessarily be an inaccurate statement. But her intentions are good and she tries to convey that with both her colloquial speech and her actions.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[A Work in Progress]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;AFFILIATIONS&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Aerius Destroven]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Aerius is, in many ways, the complete opposite of Master Garrett. Confident, cocksure, and even a bit arrogant, Trisselle sometimes has a love-hate relationship with him. He is the epitome of 'cool' from looks to simply how he stands, and the way he radiates just how sure of himself he is makes her wish she could do the same. He's oft independent, an ideal that she can admire and respect him for, but she wishes that he'd be more accepting of when she wants to help him out. Sometimes Aerius can be a little abrasive and it &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;does&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; occasionally result in hurt feelings, but she feels he actually means for the best and just so happens to be good at delivering 'tough' love. It's a little odd, but she's almost convinced she has the smallest infatuation for him.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Augustine Frost]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::It is in thanks to both Augustine and Aerius, that Trisselle has met most of her contacts in Ul'dah. What started out as a simple night of crossing paths became something extended and unexpected for her. Augustine seems to have a reputation for being more than a little foolish and she can see why. He can make her smile, however, which is an important asset for a companion of hers to hold. She's almost positive that he has an ulterior motive and while she hasn't figured out what it is just yet, she's often wary around him. But he seems to mean well and on more than one occasion, he's expressed a concern for her well-being, something that makes Trisselle think she can consider him a friend at the very least. Still he remains a mystery and one that she's willing to let go.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[C'kayah Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A Miqo'te playwright. They met only briefly in Ul'dah when he expressed that he was writing a Duskwight Elezen into his most recent play, however lacked information on the clan. Trisselle was pleased to answer some questions for him and expressed a great interest in being an audience to the final product. While she's seen him several times since then, she's remotely certain that he doesn't remember her. To be fair, however, C'kayah is often in the presence of other women, so she can see how it'd be convenient to not remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Cedric Riordan]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of Restless Road. With hair that reminds her of the ocean, Cedric appears to be a somewhat youthful man. Like Trisselle, he spends a good deal of his time providing fresh food to the less fortunate. Considering they already share something in common, Trisselle is further intrigued over him—just as she is about the other members of the mercantile.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Damien Leon]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::He's a handsome face and that is undeniable. Trisselle was charmed by him upon their first meeting, which she has a hard time admitting to. But he held what she feels was a lot of pressure for her to be something of a romantic interest to him. Although she accepted that he desired to formally court her, his seeming need for affection and close physical proximity threw her off and kept her on high guard. After enduring a slew of his insults and mockery for her 'subtle expressive' nature, she voluntarily parted ways with him, and he made it quite clear to her that he was her 'antithesis.'&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Sancsaron]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Master Garrett is a defining point in Trisselle's chapters. Meeting him was completely coincidental and she really had no idea that she was something of a pawn for Garrett to be passed onto. Garrett is a frequently bashful, shy, and pessimistic man. One might even say he's meek and that probably wouldn't be inaccurate. Trisselle sees these traits in him (while failing to notice some of the things they have in common) and wants to find a way to be infinitely optimistic around him. When Aerius coerced him to reveal his romantic inclination for her, Trisselle didn't originally favourably respond. Concerned that her racial traditions would get in the way, Garrett was her primary reason for indulging in the Fantasia potion that has resulted in the Hyur Plot. Garrett holds an importance to her that no one else possesses, but she's unsure of what she would call it.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Slater]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of Restless Road. Garrett is a protector and it's something he's &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;very&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; good at doing. Trisselle relies on him to act as her guardian when they're working together, and in turn, he trusts her to be his. She's very fond of him and while she has no siblings, she imagines that her feelings for him are the kind that she would have had for a brother. Much to her dismay, however, she doesn't get to see him as frequently as she'd like to outside of work. What they &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;can&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; agree on, however, is that if Augustine is involved, trouble is certainly quick to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lily Dawnsworn]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lily is... many things that Trisselle isn't. Strong and amazing, she's a wild force that shouldn't be underestimated. True, that frequently Lily is quiet and not very open about herself, leaving her quite the enigmatic person in Trisselle's life. But with that mystery comes a genuine kindness and sincerity, and at times, something Trisselle defines as softness. When Lily cares for someone, she makes it well-known and wears it without shame. Her ability to be so forward is something Trisselle both admires and envies. If anything, to sum it all up simply, Trisselle wishes to be more like her, not realising that she's fine as she is.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lyse Croft]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Lyse is probably the most intimidating person Trisselle has ever met. Not because of her height or just how &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in control&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; of things she seems to be, but because she is so remarkably capable that Trisselle feels a great deal insignificant when standing beside her. Lyse is incredibly caring and fiercely passionate about the things, ideals, and people who are important to her. She carries a radiant spirit about her that puts Trisselle's to shame. She hasn't said it, but she seems to believe that Lyse and Master Garrett are an &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;item&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, and wonders how no one else has come to that conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[U'zhan Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A traditional Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te. Aware that Trisselle knows very little of Miqo'te tribes and their lifestyles, U'zhan is often kind enough to indulge her. He talks a little of his family, the desert he came from, and the lifestyle that his kind tend to keep and hold. He once asked Trisselle to accompany him to Coerthas, an invitation that left her wary and resulted in a subtle rejection. But as she has had more of his companionship, she's becoming more comfortable with silence between them and as it currently stands, she's more willing to accompany him. At least whenever she should regain her original form—provided that she can.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Valentinoix Thibault]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A fellow member of [[Restless Road]], an association akin to a mercantile. Valentinoix is a resident of Ul'dah, but he hails from the Twelveswood as Trisselle does. Being one of her kind and a refreshing reminder of their people, she feels a great amount of ease with him. When they first met, she was under the impression that he was fond of men, and consequently tried to matchmake him with several, but later found out otherwise. Proudly, she can claim that simply by making him pretzels, she can bribe him into almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[X'Yue Tia]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Another member of Restless Road. X'yue is a bit night while Trisselle is day. He's incredibly unabashed and she's unsure if he talks and acts without thinking, or if all of his antics are intentional. The more she finds that he's not like her in the least, the more she also finds that she really enjoys simply listening to his conversations with others. Ultimately, he's an incredibly interesting man and she's sure he's got more hidden up his sleeves that he's not yet demonstrated.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[[Restless Road]] is an association composed of people who keep in contact with each other for business purposes, mainly crafting, gear, and materia. Trisselle's two main occupations involve assistance to the others affiliated with it. She is the only member capable of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;edible&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; cooking and consequently has used her abilities with food as a form of bartering. When she's not cooking, however, she gathers food as well as supplies for the one alchemist of the group, [[Aeron Browne]]. Trisselle is remotely familiar with all members of the group and tends to easily recognise them, but names often escape her. Her work with the group has influenced in her a great desire to provide food to the less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - COMMON&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She always delivers flowers with a smile that you would think nothing was ever wrong. It's a shame those aren't easily contagious, but when she's around, it almost seems plausible.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I heard her talking to the birds when she came in. She really gives a whole new definition to 'communing with nature.' Truth be told, it was pretty weird, but from head-to-toe, she's a fairly odd girl.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She's obsessed with keeping herself clean. I once watched her talking with some people and counted her brushing herself off about eighteen times in the span of one hour. Not sure what she thought she was touching, but maybe it's a nervous tic. I can guarantee no dust threatened her when she took her leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - RARE&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The girl doesn't eat much, I noticed. Watched her pick at her food once. By the end of things, she'd moved everything to make it look like she'd eaten more than she had. Sneaky little chinchilla she is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don't think she sleeps. Girl had her face in a book when I went to bed and the next morning when the sun came up, she hadn't moved from her spot. Must have been a really good book.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She doesn't even flinch at the sight of blood, but I saw her face and it was like looking at a child who lost her mother.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;RUMOURS - PLAYER-BASED&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;75%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She carries herself with the elegance you'd expect from her people, a nice smile and a kind disposition, it seems.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Observing others is one way to learn the nuances of the world...of society, but it is not the end all/be all.  I can only show her the Path.  She must be the one to walk through it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Lily Dawnsworn]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Y'know she's a hyur, now? Man. S'crazy. Oh, uh—she's nice. Probably too nice for her own good. She's going to get herself killed trying to save my ass one of these days. Also, I don't like that she's taller than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- [[Aerius Destroven]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[Add your own heeere, if it pleases.]&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;table width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td bgcolor=&amp;quot;#666666&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot; align=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ADDITIONAL REFERENCES&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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 |&amp;lt;!--col1--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00001.jpg|100px|Winter gala of 2013.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col2--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00002.jpg|100px|Trisselle, Valentinoix, and Cedric at the Quicksand in Ul'dah.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col3--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00003.jpg|100px|Trisselle and Master Garrett in Costa del Sol.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col4--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00004.jpg|100px|She seriously wears five million types of bliaud garb.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col5--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00005.jpg|100px|U'zhan and Trisselle in the Quicksand.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |-&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col1--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00006.jpg|100px|Augustine gets a talk-to from X'yue.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col2--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00007.jpg|100px|Damien and Trisselle comparing the Ocean to Fate.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col3--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00008.jpg|100px|Trisselle reacts to the Fantasia potion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col4--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00009.jpg|100px|Trying to form a plan of action.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |&amp;lt;!--col5--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00010.jpg|100px|Damien ridicules Trisselle for rejecting him.]]&lt;br /&gt;
 |}&amp;lt;!--end wikitable--&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Character]] [[Category:Duskwight Elezen]] [[Category:Elezen]] [[Category:Gridanian]] [[Category:Player Character]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>EsotericLatte</name></author>
		
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