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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: CR update (Stefan) // +1 plotline&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;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;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Missing: Lily Dawnsworn&amp;lt;/b&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;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. 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;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.&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.&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. 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.&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;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;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;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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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		<updated>2015-05-02T23:56:09Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: Updated CR. Added Tayn Zolin. Altered Erlanis.&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;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;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Deceptive Hearts&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Master Garrett's Redemption&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;So You want to be an Idol&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Duskwight Emissary&amp;lt;/b&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;#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;#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;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;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. 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;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.&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.&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). 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;
*&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;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;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.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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;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;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;
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* &amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Protecting the Guilty&amp;lt;/b&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;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;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;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. 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;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, he's open about flirting with her and equally flustering, enjoying her modest reactions and her propriety. His company makes a part of her flutter, leaving her intrigued and keen on hosting his presence more oft. Due to her track record with such things, however, she intently believes that he has an ulterior motive. He's almost like Stefan #2.&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;
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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.&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). 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;
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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;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;
—— &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.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: added history of plots + current plots — not complete&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;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;
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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;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. 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;
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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;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, he's open about flirting with her and equally flustering, enjoying her modest reactions and her propriety. His company makes a part of her flutter, leaving her intrigued and keen on hosting his presence more oft. Due to her track record with such things, however, she intently believes that he has an ulterior motive. He's almost like Stefan #2.&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.&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;
*&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;
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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.&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). 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;
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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;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;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;
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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;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: Updating CR: (added Erlanis; Martiallais)&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;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 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;#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;#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;#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.&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;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. 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;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, he's open about flirting with her and equally flustering, enjoying her modest reactions and her propriety. His company makes a part of her flutter, leaving her intrigued and keen on hosting his presence more oft. Due to her track record with such things, however, she intently believes that he has an ulterior motive. He's almost like Stefan #2.&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.&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). 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;
*&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;
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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;#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.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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;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;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;
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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. 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;
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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;
*&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;
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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.&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 intrigues me for reasons that I cannot quite say. As if he is a direction I should avoid, but wish to go in all the same. 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 kind disposition and seems 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 Trisselle's most recent interest and he leaves her ultimately infinitely questioning precisely &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;who&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.&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). 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;
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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;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;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;
—— &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;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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;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;
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::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;
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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. 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;
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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;
*&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;
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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;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;
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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;
*&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 intrigues me for reasons that I cannot quite say. As if he is a direction I should avoid, but wish to go in all the same. 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 kind disposition and seems 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 Trisselle's most recent interest and he leaves her ultimately infinitely questioning precisely &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;who&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.&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). 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;
*&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;
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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;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;#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;
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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;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;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;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;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;light blue&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. 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;font color=&amp;quot;light blue&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; - Neutral &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;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;
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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;
*&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 intrigues me for reasons that I cannot quite say. As if he is a direction I should avoid, but wish to go in all the same. 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 kind disposition and seems 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 Trisselle's most recent interest and he leaves her ultimately infinitely questioning precisely &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;who&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.&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). 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;
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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;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;
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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.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: Updated some CR stuff. Added Martiallais Heuloix.&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;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. 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;
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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;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;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;
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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;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;pink&amp;quot;&amp;gt;♥&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;green&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 intrigues me for reasons that I cannot quite say. As if he is a direction I should avoid, but wish to go in all the same. 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 kind disposition and seems 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 Trisselle's most recent interest and he leaves her ultimately infinitely questioning precisely &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;who&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;green&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.&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). 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;
*&amp;lt;font color=&amp;quot;light blue&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;
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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;#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.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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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		<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;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;
&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 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 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, a flaw she is working on.&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;Zhan 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;Brother???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&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 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;TBD&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&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 walks with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim is 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;TBD&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&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 finds 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;
::TBD&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;
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::TBD&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;
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::TBD&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;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 - PLAYER-BASED&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;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;&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/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 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; 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. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image 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 once frequented 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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		<updated>2014-05-10T23:15:52Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: at some point in time I will finish 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;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;
&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 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 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, a flaw she is working on.&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;Zhan 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;Brother???&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&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 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;TBD&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&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 walks with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim is 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;TBD&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::TBD&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 finds 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;
::TBD&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;
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::TBD&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;
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::TBD&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;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 - PLAYER-BASED&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;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;&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/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 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; 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. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image 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 once frequented 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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&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;Trisselle works for an affiliation known as the Coral Sea, provided 'work' is the word to be used for just such a circumstance. She helps out when she's able to and considers many members of the association to be close and important to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Not particularly public knowledge, Trisselle is with child, an experience that she has a difficult time getting accustomed to (and likely won't). Personal relationships are somewhat complicated, especially where her family and traditions are concerned. There are whispers of a wedding on the horizon, but at the moment, they're merely spoken words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Under the watchful eye of a man named Idristan, Trisselle's lifestyle is reported to her family, something she seeks to change with her impending marriage. Having previously renounced her title as 'priestess' at the Sanctum in the Twelveswood, she's under pressure from both her parents and Idristan to return to what she's good at and where they feel she belongs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&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; Black&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 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 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 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, a flaw she is working on.&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;
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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. Despite this, they formed a bond of trust with one another that ultimately had a hand in Augustine ending his relationship with Garrett (much to her protesting and dismay). The child she carries is Augustine's, a happenstance that began as mortification and somehow became an idea he grew to hold dear. He asked her to marry him, to which after much indecision, Trisselle agreed, effectively wedging a wall between her and Stefan and any future they may have had together. She loves Augustine, but she isn't &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in love&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; with him, implying that much of her agreement is on the basis of obligation versus heart.&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 walks with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim is 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;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 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 finds 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 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. I am delightfully obsessed with the man, but I fear I must hold that yearning in my heart.&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. Their seemingly glorious courtship hit an incredibly rocky end when he found out she was carrying Augustine's child and he threatened to kill her. Although Augustine made an attempt on Stefan's life, he survived, and only after a long conversation was Trisselle able to admit that she was in love with Stefan (and had been for some time). Supposedly, Augustine, Stefan, and Trisselle have made an agreement between the three of them based on their romantic inclinations. Beyond that, however, there is no one Trisselle cares for more than Stefan, living or dead in Eorzea.&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;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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/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 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. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image 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 once frequented 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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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: one more trivia thing&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;Trisselle works for an affiliation known as the Coral Sea, provided 'work' is the word to be used for just such a circumstance. She helps out when she's able to and considers many members of the association to be close and important to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Not particularly public knowledge, Trisselle is with child, an experience that she has a difficult time getting accustomed to (and likely won't). Personal relationships are somewhat complicated, especially where her family and traditions are concerned. There are whispers of a wedding on the horizon, but at the moment, they're merely spoken words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Under the watchful eye of a man named Idristan, Trisselle's lifestyle is reported to her family, something she seeks to change with her impending marriage. Having previously renounced her title as 'priestess' at the Sanctum in the Twelveswood, she's under pressure from both her parents and Idristan to return to what she's good at and where they feel she belongs.&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;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; Black&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 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 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 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, a flaw she is working on.&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. Despite this, they formed a bond of trust with one another that ultimately had a hand in Augustine ending his relationship with Garrett (much to her protesting and dismay). The child she carries is Augustine's, a happenstance that began as mortification and somehow became an idea he grew to hold dear. He asked her to marry him, to which after much indecision, Trisselle agreed, effectively wedging a wall between her and Stefan and any future they may have had together. She loves Augustine, but she isn't &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in love&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; with him, implying that much of her agreement is on the basis of obligation versus heart.&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 walks with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim is 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;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 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 finds 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 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. I am delightfully obsessed with the man, but I fear I must hold that yearning in my heart.&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. Their seemingly glorious courtship hit an incredibly rocky end when he found out she was carrying Augustine's child and he threatened to kill her. Although Augustine made an attempt on Stefan's life, he survived, and only after a long conversation was Trisselle able to admit that she was in love with Stefan (and had been for some time). Supposedly, Augustine, Stefan, and Trisselle have made an agreement between the three of them based on their romantic inclinations. Beyond that, however, there is no one Trisselle cares for more than Stefan, living or dead in Eorzea.&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;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/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 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. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image 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 once frequented 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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&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;Trisselle works for an affiliation known as the Coral Sea, provided 'work' is the word to be used for just such a circumstance. She helps out when she's able to and considers many members of the association to be close and important to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Not particularly public knowledge, Trisselle is with child, an experience that she has a difficult time getting accustomed to (and likely won't). Personal relationships are somewhat complicated, especially where her family and traditions are concerned. There are whispers of a wedding on the horizon, but at the moment, they're merely spoken words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Under the watchful eye of a man named Idristan, Trisselle's lifestyle is reported to her family, something she seeks to change with her impending marriage. Having previously renounced her title as 'priestess' at the Sanctum in the Twelveswood, she's under pressure from both her parents and Idristan to return to what she's good at and where they feel she belongs.&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 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 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, a flaw she is working on.&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;
:&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. Despite this, they formed a bond of trust with one another that ultimately had a hand in Augustine ending his relationship with Garrett (much to her protesting and dismay). The child she carries is Augustine's, a happenstance that began as mortification and somehow became an idea he grew to hold dear. He asked her to marry him, to which after much indecision, Trisselle agreed, effectively wedging a wall between her and Stefan and any future they may have had together. She loves Augustine, but she isn't &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in love&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; with him, implying that much of her agreement is on the basis of obligation versus heart.&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 walks with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim is 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;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 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 finds 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 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. I am delightfully obsessed with the man, but I fear I must hold that yearning in my heart.&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. Their seemingly glorious courtship hit an incredibly rocky end when he found out she was carrying Augustine's child and he threatened to kill her. Although Augustine made an attempt on Stefan's life, he survived, and only after a long conversation was Trisselle able to admit that she was in love with Stefan (and had been for some time). Supposedly, Augustine, Stefan, and Trisselle have made an agreement between the three of them based on their romantic inclinations. Beyond that, however, there is no one Trisselle cares for more than Stefan, living or dead in Eorzea.&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;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; 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/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 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. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image 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 once frequented 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;
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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 spends an almost alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company, despite his questionable reputation.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Esotericlatte</name></author>
		
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: Updates → current; physical; emotional; relationships (augustine, dhemgeim, garrett, giselle, stefan); tropes (removed some); trivia (added some)&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;Trisselle works for an affiliation known as the Coral Sea, provided 'work' is the word to be used for just such a circumstance. She helps out when she's able to and considers many members of the association to be close and important to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Not particularly public knowledge, Trisselle is with child, an experience that she has a difficult time getting accustomed to (and likely won't). Personal relationships are somewhat complicated, especially where her family and traditions are concerned. There are whispers of a wedding on the horizon, but at the moment, they're merely spoken words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Under the watchful eye of a man named Idristan, Trisselle's lifestyle is reported to her family, something she seeks to change with her impending marriage. Having previously enounced her title as 'priestess' at the Sanctum in the Twelveswood, she's under pressure from both her parents and Idristan to return to what she's good at and where they feel she belongs.&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 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 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, a flaw she is working on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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::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. Despite this, they formed a bond of trust with one another that ultimately had a hand in Augustine ending his relationship with Garrett (much to her protesting and dismay). The child she carries is Augustine's, a happenstance that began as mortification and somehow became an idea he grew to hold dear. He asked her to marry him, to which after much indecision, Trisselle agreed, effectively wedging a wall between her and Stefan and any future they may have had together. She loves Augustine, but she isn't &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;in love&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; with him, implying that much of her agreement is on the basis of obligation versus heart.&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 walks with caution around the Roegadyn, Dhemgeim is 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;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 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 finds 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 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. I am delightfully obsessed with the man, but I fear I must hold that yearning in my heart.&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. Their seemingly glorious courtship hit an incredibly rocky end when he found out she was carrying Augustine's child and he threatened to kill her. Although Augustine made an attempt on Stefan's life, he survived, and only after a long conversation was Trisselle able to admit that she was in love with Stefan (and had been for some time). Supposedly, Augustine, Stefan, and Trisselle have made an agreement between the three of them based on their romantic inclinations. Beyond that, however, there is no one Trisselle cares for more than Stefan, living or dead in Eorzea.&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;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;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.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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/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 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. Although she kept it for some time after regaining her true form, Trisselle changed her hair to black in hopes of a self-image 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 once frequented 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;
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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 spends an almost alarming amount of time in Augustine Frost's company, despite his questionable reputation.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Esotericlatte</name></author>
		
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: Adding some more names. STILL PENDING UPDATES. Storyline things are a'happenin' so kinnae make edits yet.&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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::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;
:&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;
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::TBD&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;
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::TBD&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;[[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;
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::TBD&lt;br /&gt;
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::TBD&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;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.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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 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;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: fixing more tiny things, sorry&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;
*&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. 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;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;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;
—— &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, 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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		<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]]. 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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::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;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, 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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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-28T07:38:13Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: updated present, character relationships (stefan), maybe one day will put a space for Coral Sea&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]]. 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;
&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;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; 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;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. 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;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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		<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 decided she continues to be better 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 is primarily spending her time in the Twelveswood in service at the Sanctum of the Twelve, but occasionally ventures into Ul'dah for training under Lady Mylla's guidance. Where the future has planned for her to go she knows not, but she lives each day in such a fashion that she may possibly take her life for granted—or she simply believes she can do everything herself. In spite of that, she longs for days that have passed and silently yearns for the company of those she calls close. Absence does, indeed, make the heart grow fonder.&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. 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). Trisselle was fond of him from the beginning and time has given a pathway that beckons Stefan to woo her. In the beginning, she was very skeptical and jaded to the concept of a relationship between them. Despite the idea that she keeps from him a secret that would be a great betrayal, she's found herself more accepting of a future (short or long) with him. Divine retribution would have it that his parents have every intention to arrange for him a betrothal to a full-blood Ishgardian, something that Trisselle has mixed feelings about. Playing with the concept of marriage, however, she has to wonder if it's something she and Stefan will ever experience with one another.&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;
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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;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: present; character relationships (augustine, 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;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 decided she continues to be better 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 is primarily spending her time in the Twelveswood in service at the Sanctum of the Twelve, but occasionally ventures into Ul'dah for training under Lady Mylla's guidance. Where the future has planned for her to go she knows not, but she lives each day in such a fashion that she may possibly take her life for granted—or she simply believes she can do everything herself. In spite of that, she longs for days that have passed and silently yearns for the company of those she calls close. Absence does, indeed, make the heart grow fonder.&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. 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). Trisselle was fond of him from the beginning and time has given a pathway that beckons Stefan to woo her. In the beginning, she was very skeptical and jaded to the concept of a relationship between them. Despite the idea that she keeps from a secret that would be a great betrayal, she's found herself more accepting of a future (short or long) with him. Divine retribution would have it that his parents have every intention to arrange for him a betrothal to a full-blood Ishgardian, something that Trisselle has mixed feelings about. Playing with the concept of marriage, however, she has to wonder if it's something she and Stefan will ever experience with one another.&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;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.&lt;br /&gt;
:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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;!--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;
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 |&amp;lt;!--col3--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00008.jpg|100px|Trisselle reacts to the alchemist's 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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:&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:#CCBBEE&amp;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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		<author><name>Esotericlatte</name></author>
		
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		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Augustine_Frost&amp;diff=28849</id>
		<title>Augustine Frost</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-09T06:33:04Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: i'm touching your paaaage, i'm touching your paaaaage&lt;/p&gt;
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=== Appearance ===&lt;br /&gt;
Augustine is on the taller side of the height spectrum. He seems to be of average weight. His nose is a bit too big on his face and his eyes are naturally narrow. Needless to say, he isn't the most attractive of men. It's normal to see him in heavy armour, which only makes his bad posture worse.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Personality ===&lt;br /&gt;
Some have had the unfortunate experience of getting to know this man. Most would describe him as rude, selfish, manipulative and vindictive. He seems to find everything and everyone uninteresting if they can't do anything for him. Most times, he has no issue telling people what exactly he finds uninteresting about them. &lt;br /&gt;
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=== Affiliations ===&lt;br /&gt;
Currently, Augustine is residing in Limsa Lominsa and is working for the free company 'The Coral Sea'.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== History ===&lt;br /&gt;
Augustine Frost was born to a pirate comfort girl and a displaced Ala Mhigan. He grew up in a brothel, with his mother 'working' and his father guarding. Needless to say, it wasn't the best place for a child to be. His childhood consisted of raising as much hell as he possibly could. He'd burn all the corsets and stockings he could find, set rats loose in the beds, fight the other kids and was all around an undisciplined little shit. Try as his father might to set him straight, it did him no good. At fifteen he left home to pursue his 'calling'. For ten years, he lived on the road with his chocobo. Perhaps impressively, he suffered little to no loss from the Calamity. He claims to have been 'chosen' by Oschon. For what? Who knows. To wander endlessly is as good a guess as anyone's got. He became a man of few words and of even less morals.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Relationships ===&lt;br /&gt;
'''''Cornelius Frost''''' - His father. This man taught him everything he knows. He turns into a scared little boy when he's nearby and tries to do everything in his power to keep him happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''''Monica Frost''''' - His mother. He's not a fan of her cooking and doesn't like visiting her very often. She loves to nag him.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''''Gangulphus Frost''''' - His brother, who died by starving himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''''Maximilian Frost''''' - His little brother, who looks up to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''''Ridley Moore''''' - Might as well be his sister, he grew up with her and was very close with her and her family.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''''Garrett Slater''''' - His latest and greatest. He's usually all smiles around this man. The Gods only know how he roped the poor bastard into being in a relationship with him. It's normal to see him sharing his personal space with Garrett. When Garrett's not around he's constantly talking about him. Most people tell him that he's got an 'obsession', not a relationship. They might be right.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Renault Delumiere''' - Ex-boss? Co-worker? On the side boss? Either way, most of the mercenary work Augustine does is given to him from this fella. They seem to get along very well. It's not unusual to see them sharing drinks and joking around.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Avalt Laguz''' - Augustine is always highly on edge and uncomfortable around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Vaande Darkehallow''' - Ex-lover? Maybe? They had a really sordid affair. They also robbed people together, treasure hunted together and seemed to get along quite well.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Janith Mahltuhs''' - A poor fat girl who makes Augustine cakes. She only wants to be his friend, but he's awful to her. He insists she poisons everything she makes but proceeds to eat her pastries anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Caen Jabari''' - Augustine sees him like a son, even though he's a Miqo'te. If anyone looks at him funny, they risk a punch or a verbal lashing from Augustine.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Kelvena Agapor''' - 'Mole girl'. She's good to him. She heals him when he's hurt, feeds him when he's hungry and considers him a friend. However, he takes every opportunity to toss fuel on the fire that is her personal life.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Markus Gladeswind''' - He once gave Augustine a hug. On another occasion he kissed him. Augustine tries to be civil with him and his.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Rhagana Doomslayer''' - A poor Roegadyn woman who also thinks Augustine is her friend. Every time he sees her, he tries to hold his tongue. He's not always successful.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Renaud Becquerel''' - His current boss. He's flowery, positive, assertive and makes Augustine uncomfortable about his own sexuality. But he has a great neck and pays well.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Tassine Gouvieux''' - His ex-girlfriend. She stutters and seems afraid whenever he's near her, these days. Once upon a time they were very close.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Garrett Sancsaron''' - Augustine and Aerius have dubbed this poor bastard the 'king of Virginity'. He spares no expense when making fun of this poor soul.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Aerius Destroven''' - They're alcoholics but don't tell anybody. They don't seem to notice that they're alcoholics, either.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Memeli Meli''' - She slaps his ass and he can't punch her face because she's a Lalafel. It would be too difficult to get her at his height and her speed.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Demitri Omni''' - He loves ruining this guy's dates.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Juste Fantome''' - An Elezen with a long neck. Augustine insists that his face was scribbled on by a toddler. Despite that, Juste saved his life.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Trisselle Ganathain''' - Her legs go on for days, weeks, or even months. She also has a nice Elezen neck.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''X'yue Tia''' - A friend? Maybe? Augustine has tried to rope him into robbing people with him, only to be left hanging and almost arrested. He seems to hate that Augustine has trust issues.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Lyse Crofte''' - Augustine approached her while drunk and befriended her. He was between relationships and chose Garrett over her. She gives him run-by-kisses on occasion that land him in the doghouse with Garrett.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Rik've Niall''' - An ex-co-worker. They argue endlessly and seem to hate one another with the passion of a thousand flaming suns. But then they buddy up and drink together. Who knows where they stand.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Roisine Niall''' - Taxgirl. Tariff girl? She's an official who handles numbers in Limsa Lominsa. He doesn't seem to like her very much, but can't complain when she pays him.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Sigurd Rainecourt''' - A poor fellow who has no business being anywhere near Augustine. He's a nice guy, but Augustine seems to enjoy screwing around with him. One minute they're flirting, the next minute Augustine has a dagger at his throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Sylas Peregrine''' - A co-worker, who wears tiny mankinis at the beach and bends over right in front of him. He also seems to know a lot about the fighting pit in Ul'dah.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Lyric Vale''' - One of the few Miqo'te women he can stomach.&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Eugennoix Sorel''' - A rival? Ex-lover? Co-worker?&lt;br /&gt;
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If I forgot your character on this list please poke me and let me know!&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Rumours ===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, honey, no. Don't go with that patron anywhere. Girls who leave with him never come back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
''-Some random courtesan.''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;That guy? The crazy Oschon worshipper? Don't go anywhere near his camp. He'll kill you. That chocobo of his is a demon, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
''-Some random bandit.''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;He's got a different person on his arm every other day. He doesn't look good. Maybe he's charming?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
''-Some random tavern patron.''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You want to see him twitch? Get a fire going. He hates fire. He freezes up around it. Doesn't even try to run. Easy target. I hit him with a couple of flares once. I should have finished him off.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
''-Eugennoix Sorel.''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;He is a book inscribed in a foreign language and sometimes I think I can read it, but that is rare. The man should only be considered a complexity bound by a plethora of poor habits and sometimes surprisingly good intentions.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
''-Trisselle Ganathain.''&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Tropes ===&lt;br /&gt;
[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NotCheatingUnlessYouGetCaught Not Cheating Unless You Get Caught] - Don't play cards with him. Don't date him. Don't trust him with anything honourable.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatYouAreInTheDark What You Are In The Dark] - He'll urge heroes and nice people to do bad things. Sometimes, for the 'greater good', other times 'because who's gonna know?'&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AnxietyDreams Anxiety Dreams] - He dreams Tassine burns him alive almost nightly.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/RavenHairIvorySkin Raven Hair Ivory Skin] - Speaks for itself. He has dark hair and pale skin.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DrowningMySorrows Drowning My Sorrows] - He drinks a lot to forget what a depressing and awful piece of shit he is. Since drinking is easier than changing himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MakeItLookLikeAnAccident Make It Look Like An Accident] - He's usually the one to set this type of murder up for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FreudianExcuse Freudian Excuse] - HIS DAD WAS MEAN TO HIM SO NOW HE'S MEAN TO EVERYONE ELSE. DAD'S FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheBerserker The Berserker] - While in combat, he seems to have little care for his own safety. Like most people with anger problems, there are situations that cause him to see red.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ThousandYardStare Thousand Yard Stare] - He looks like he's seen some shit.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CommitmentIssues Commitment Issues] - Speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DumpThemAll Dump Them All] - It's not you, it's me. But no, it's really you.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GoldFever Gold Fever] - Now I aint saying he's a gold digger, but he aint messing with no broke.. people.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EntitledBastard Entitled Bastard] - Everyone owes him something. '''Everyone'''. Maybe even everything. That tree? That tree owes him some fruit. You may not have met him, but you owe him too.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ManipulativeBastard Manipulative Bastard] - What better way of satisfying your entitlement? You have empathy for your fellow peers? Good. That gives him something to work with.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/UngratefulBastard Ungrateful Bastard] - No matter what anyone does for him, it's never enough. No matter how big or small. He always wants more.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TakingAdvantageOfGenerosity Taking Advantage of Generosity] - You think killing him with kindness is going to make him a nice person? Think again. He'll take all that kindness and proceed to expect more.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EgocentricallyReligious Egocentrically Religious] - For whatever reason, he seems to believe his relationship with Oschon is a spiritually intimate one. No one else gets the divine favour he does. While most people do what they can for their deity, Augustine wants to know what Oschon can do for him. He often mistakes his insane luck for Oschon's intervention.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkewedPriorities Skewed Priorities] - He dreads seemingly normal, mundane tasks. He'll sooner attempt to clean the inside of his chocobo's beak and risk losing a finger, than make sure his socks don't have holes in them.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/JerkassHasAPoint Jerkass Has A Point] - There is never a time when he doesn't feel like pointing out obvious flaws with people's plans. He loves to do it in the meanest way possible, too. Sure, they can get mad that he's a dick. But he's got a point.&lt;br /&gt;
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[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GreenEyedMonster Green Eyed Monster] - No, his eyes aren't green. But he's jealous. He can get jealous over seemingly nothing. Someone looks better than him? Jealous. Someone he likes gives the wrong sort of glance to someone else? Jealous.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Trisselle_Ganathain&amp;diff=28766</id>
		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2014-03-08T09:39:08Z</updated>

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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, having once been incredibly restless, has witnessed enough that she has developed something of a dislike for Ul'dah and its people. While her current condition keeps her from returning home, she's made the decision to return to the Twelveswood for good as soon as she is able after keeping her word about a special dinner for the few people she is closest to.&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;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;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. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault—at least so she'd like to claim. She continues to care for Garrett to a great extent and has hope that everything is somehow a misinterpretation.&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;
::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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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;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;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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&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;
:❀ [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;!--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;
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		<author><name>Esotericlatte</name></author>
		
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: relationship updates, wow pieces of colour what a concept&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, having once been incredibly restless, has witnessed enough that she has developed something of a dislike for Ul'dah and its people. While her current condition keeps her from returning home, she's made the decision to return to the Twelveswood for good as soon as she is able after keeping her word about a special dinner for the few people she is closest to.&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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*[[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;
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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;
*[[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 has 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. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault—at least so she'd like to claim. She continues to care for Garrett to a great extent and has hope that everything is somehow a misinterpretation.&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;
::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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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;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;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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&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;
:❀ [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 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 &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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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: not interested in people who calls things 'bplots' when that's not what they are&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, having once been incredibly restless, has witnessed enough that she has developed something of a dislike for Ul'dah and its people. While her current condition keeps her from returning home, she's made the decision to return to the Twelveswood for good as soon as she is able after keeping her word about a special dinner for the few people she is closest to.&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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::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;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. Over time, her interest in Augustine has piqued for the sole reason that he treat Garrett [Slater] well.&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.' 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;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&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;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 alchemic potion that has 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]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault—at least so she'd like to claim. She continues to care for Garrett to a great extent and has hope that everything is somehow a misinterpretation.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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;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;
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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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&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;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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:❀ Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ in-character journal] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ tumblr], 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 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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 |&amp;lt;!--col4--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00009.jpg|100px|Trying to form a plan of action.]]&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.&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, having once been incredibly restless, has witnessed enough that she has developed something of a dislike for Ul'dah and its people. While her current condition keeps her from returning home, she's made the decision to return to the Twelveswood for good as soon as she is able after keeping her word about a special dinner for the few people she is closest to.&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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*[[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. 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;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. Over time, her interest in Augustine has piqued for the sole reason that he treat Garrett [Slater] well.&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.' 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;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&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;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 alchemic potion that has 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]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault—at least so she'd like to claim. She continues to care for Garrett to a great extent and has hope that everything is somehow a misinterpretation.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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;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;
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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;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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- [[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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&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;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ tumblr], 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 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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&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, having once been incredibly restless, has witnessed enough that she has developed something of a dislike for Ul'dah and its people. While her current condition keeps her from returning home, she's made the decision to return to the Twelveswood for good as soon as she is able after keeping her word about a special dinner for the few people she is closest 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;#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 - 99% Complete&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;
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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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*[[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. 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;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. Over time, her interest in Augustine has piqued for the sole reason that he treat Garrett [Slater] well.&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.' 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;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&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;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 alchemic potion that has 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]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault—at least so she'd like to claim. She continues to care for Garrett to a great extent and has hope that everything is somehow a misinterpretation.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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;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;
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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;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;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;
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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;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ tumblr], 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 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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 |&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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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: oops more update 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.&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, having once been incredibly restless, has witnessed enough that she has developed something of a dislike for Ul'dah and its people. While her currently condition keeps her from returning home, she's made the decision to return to the Twelveswood as soon as she is able after keeping her word about a special dinner for the few people she is closest to.&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;
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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;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Dark Grey&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 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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*[[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. 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;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. Over time, her interest in Augustine has piqued for the sole reason that he treat Garrett [Slater] well.&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.' 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;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&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;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 alchemic potion that has 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]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault—at least so she'd like to claim. She continues to care for Garrett to a great extent and has hope that everything is somehow a misinterpretation.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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;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;
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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;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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- [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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- [[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;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ tumblr], 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 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: relationship 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.&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;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;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. 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;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. Over time, her interest in Augustine has piqued for the sole reason that he treat Garrett [Slater] well.&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.' 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;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&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;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 alchemic potion that has 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]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault—at least so she'd like to claim. She continues to care for Garrett to a great extent and has hope that everything is somehow a misinterpretation.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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;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;
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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;
- [[Aerius Destroven]]&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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:❀ Trisselle now has an [http://taintless.dreamwidth.org/ in-character journal] detailing her journey and experiences in Eorzea.&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ tumblr], 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 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: relationship 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.&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 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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*[[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. 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;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. Over time, her interest in Augustine has piqued for the sole reason that he treat Garrett [Slater] well.&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.' 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;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&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;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 alchemic potion that has 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]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level have led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault—at least so she'd like to claim. She continues to care for Garrett to a great extent and has hope that everything is somehow a misinterpretation.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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 considers Silonon a friend first and foremost and while she thinks it would be nice if they could have the potential to be something more, she doesn't believe his flowery words and sentiments are wholly sincere. Although she agreed not to accept other advances on her heart, she admitted to Silonon that she thought she was ill-suited for him, much less anyone, and feels she is in no way prepared to bare herself once more. Not to say that this has deterred him much. He seems persistent to win her heart.&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;
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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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&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;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ tumblr], 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 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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 |&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;
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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;
 |&amp;lt;!--col5--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00010.jpg|100px|Damien ridicules Trisselle for rejecting him.]]&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>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=27130</id>
		<title>User:Esotericlatte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=27130"/>
		<updated>2014-02-14T08:41:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: I'm seriously making so many typos. It's probably bed time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The idea for this about page came from the player [[User:Cedric|Cedric]], and he's a pretty cool guy, so you should check him out.&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;
&lt;br /&gt;
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. You'll find that I'm really behind on making character pages as I continue fleshing them out, but as they're completed or even remotely informative, I'll make sure the links all eventually exist. (Right now, you'll find that only [[Trisselle Ganathain|Trisselle's]] page is accessible.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&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;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
* A member of the &amp;quot;I wish I was Forever 21&amp;quot; club&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Cold Ohio Area&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, GMT -5 (-4 during DST)&lt;br /&gt;
* Usually online at or around evening / night on weeknights. Weekends are subject to IRL engagements and fluctuate.&lt;br /&gt;
* Contact Info: (in order of preference)&lt;br /&gt;
**'''Skype:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;esotericrequiem&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
**'''AIM:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;lookbehindthephoto&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==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;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Limsa Lominsa===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-at.jpg|A Roegadyn who's lived almost her entire life on the sea. She prefers a life of piracy, but wears the cloak of a scholar.|link=Agenla Twyrhaemrwyn]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Ul'dah===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-dd.jpg|A young Lalafell with the ambition to grow up swinging a blade and a juvenile desire for justice.|link=Dururu Duru]] [[Image:Avy-uf.jpg|A narcissistic and openly effeminate Wildwood Elezen with a dislike for womankind.|link=Ursulie Frilaix]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==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;
&lt;br /&gt;
* 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;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==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;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==End Note==&lt;br /&gt;
:Wait. What is this here for, I have no idea. ♥&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Esotericlatte</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=27129</id>
		<title>User:Esotericlatte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=27129"/>
		<updated>2014-02-14T08:41:03Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The idea for this about page came from the player [[User:Cedric|Cedric]], and he's a pretty cool guy, so you should check him out.&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;
&lt;br /&gt;
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. You'll find that I'm really behind on making character pages as I continue fleshing them out, but as they're completed or even remotely informative, I'll make sure the links all eventually exist. (Right now, you'll find that only [[Trisselle Ganathain|Trisselle's]] page is accessible.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&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;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
* A member of the &amp;quot;I wish I was Forever 21&amp;quot; club&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Cold Ohio Area&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, GMT -5 (-4 during DST)&lt;br /&gt;
* Usually online at or around evening / night on weeknights. Weekends are subject to IRL engagements and fluctuate.&lt;br /&gt;
* Contact Info: (in order of preference)&lt;br /&gt;
**'''Skype:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;esotericrequiem&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
**'''AIM:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;lookbehindthephoto&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==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;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Limsa Lominsa===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-at.jpg|A Roegadyn who's lived almost her entire life on the sea. She prefers a life of piracy, but wears the cloak of a scholar.|link=Agenla Twyrhaemrwyn]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Ul'dah===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-dd.jpg|A young Lalafell with the ambition to grow up swinging a blade and a juvenile desire for justice.|link=Dururu Duru]] [[Image:Avy-uf.jpg|A narcissistic and openly effeminate Wildwood Elezen with a dislike for womankind.|link=Ursulie Frilaix]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==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;
&lt;br /&gt;
* 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;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==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;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==End Note==&lt;br /&gt;
:Wait. What is this here for, I have no idea. ♥&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Esotericlatte</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=27128</id>
		<title>User:Esotericlatte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=27128"/>
		<updated>2014-02-14T08:39:36Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: OOPS UPDATES&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The idea for this about page came from the player [[User:Cedric|Cedric]], and he's a pretty cool guy, so you should check him out.&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;
&lt;br /&gt;
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. You'll find that I'm really behind on making character pages as I continue fleshing them out, but as they're completed or even remotely informative, I'll make sure the links all eventually exist. (Right now, you'll find that only [[Trisselle Ganathain|Triselle's]] page is accessible.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&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;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
* Female&lt;br /&gt;
* A member of the &amp;quot;I wish I was Forever 21&amp;quot; club&lt;br /&gt;
* &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Cold Ohio Area&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, GMT -5 (-4 during DST)&lt;br /&gt;
* Usually online at or around evening / night on weeknights. Weekends are subject to IRL engagements and fluctuate.&lt;br /&gt;
* Contact Info: (in order of preference)&lt;br /&gt;
**'''Skype:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;esotericrequiem&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
**'''AIM:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;lookbehindthephoto&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==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;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Limsa Lominsa===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-at.jpg|A Roegadyn who's lived almost her entire life on the sea. She prefers a life of piracy, but wears the cloak of a scholar.|link=Agenla Twyrhaemrwyn]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Ul'dah===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-dd.jpg|A young Lalafell with the ambition to grow up swinging a blade and a juvenile desire for justice.|link=Dururu Duru]] [[Image:Avy-uf.jpg|A narcissistic and openly effeminate Wildwood Elezen with a dislike for womankind.|link=Ursulie Frilaix]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==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;
&lt;br /&gt;
* 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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		<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;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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::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;
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::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;
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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;
*[[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. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level has led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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 considers Silonon a friend first and foremost and while she thinks it would be nice if they could have the potential to be something more, she doesn't believe his flowery words and sentiments are wholly sincere. She did, however, agree to reject all other advances on her heart. It seems her final decision on where her feelings remain will be truly divulged once she regains who she once was.&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;
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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;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;
- [[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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&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;br&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;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ tumblr], 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 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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&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;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 - 72% Complete&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;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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*[[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. 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;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;
*[[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.' 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;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&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;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. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level has led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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 considers Silonon a friend first and foremost and while she thinks it would be nice if they could have the potential to be something more, she doesn't believe his flowery words and sentiments are wholly sincere. She did, however, agree to reject all other advances on her heart. It seems her final decision on where her feelings remain will be truly divulged once she regains who she once was.&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;
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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;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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- [[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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&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;br&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;
:❀ I guess she can also have a [http://taintlesspriestess.tumblr.com/ tumblr], 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 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: Updated relationships and a little in physical features&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 - 72% Complete&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;
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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;
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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 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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*[[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. 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;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;
*[[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.' 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;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀&amp;lt;/font&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;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. Despite that Trisselle eventually came to reciprocate a romantic inclination for him, his seemingly on-going relationships with both [[Emeralda Baker]] and [[Caelia Isularie]] on a romantic level has led her to believe that Garrett was simply manipulating her. As far as she's concerned their relationship from this point forward is professional to a fault.&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. He's been very understanding of her plight as a Hyur and is one of the few people that Trisselle feels genuinely close to.&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. 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;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. At this point, Trisselle wouldn't be surprised if Lyse is a member of Master Garrett's 'shy' harem.&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Silonon Chandra]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::A mercenary Trisselle met through [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]. 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 considers Silonon a friend first and foremost and while she thinks it would be nice if they could have the potential to be something more, she doesn't believe his flowery words and sentiments are wholly sincere. She did, however, agree to reject all other advances on her heart. It seems her final decision on where her feelings remain will be truly divulged once she regains who she once was.&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;
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::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;
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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;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;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;
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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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&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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- [[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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&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: Adding tropes. I WILL ACTUALLY DEFINE THEM FOR TRISSELLE 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;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;
- [[Aerius Destroven]]&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;br&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]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ApologisesALot Apologises a Lot]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BewareTheNiceOnes Beware the Nice Ones]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ChildrenAreInnocent Children are Innocent]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CuteBookworm Cute Bookworm]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeterminedExpression Determined Expression]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DidYouThinkICantFeel Did You think I can't Feel?]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ElectiveMute Elective Mute]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForgetsToEat Forgets to Eat]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FriendlessBackground Friendless Background]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GrassIsGreener Grass is Greener]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HatesBeingTouched Hates Being Touched]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IAmWhatIAm I Am What I Am]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MustMakeAmends Must Make Amends]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/NatureLover Nature Lover]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlainJane Plain Jane]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SkilledButNaive Skilled, but Naive]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:❀ [http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhatIsThisFeeling What is this Feeling?]&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;
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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;
 |&amp;lt;!--col5--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00010.jpg|100px|Damien ridicules Trisselle for rejecting him.]]&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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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=25209</id>
		<title>User:Esotericlatte</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=User:Esotericlatte&amp;diff=25209"/>
		<updated>2014-01-21T07:12:33Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The idea for this about page came from the player [[User:Cedric|Cedric]], and he's a pretty cool guy, so you should check him out.&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. You'll find that I'm really behind on making character pages as I continue fleshing them out, but as they're completed or even remotely informative, I'll make sure the links all eventually exist. (Right now, you'll find that only [[Trisselle Ganathain|Triselle's]] page is accessible.&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;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
* Female&lt;br /&gt;
* A member of the &amp;quot;I wish I was Forever 21&amp;quot; club&lt;br /&gt;
* San Francisco Bay Area, GMT -8 (-7 during DST)&lt;br /&gt;
* Usually online at or around evening / night on weeknights. Weekends are subject to IRL engagements and fluctuate.&lt;br /&gt;
* Contact Info: (in order of preference)&lt;br /&gt;
**'''AIM:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;lookbehindthephoto&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
**'''Skype:''' &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;esotericrequiem&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;&lt;br /&gt;
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===Limsa Lominsa===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-at.jpg|A Roegadyn who's lived almost her entire life on the sea. She prefers a life of piracy, but wears the cloak of a scholar.|link=Agenla Twyrhaemrwyn]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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===Ul'dah===&lt;br /&gt;
:[[Image:Avy-dd.jpg|A young Lalafell with the ambition to grow up swinging a blade and a juvenile desire for justice.|link=Dururu Duru]] [[Image:Avy-uf.jpg|A narcissistic and openly effeminate Wildwood Elezen with a dislike for womankind.|link=Ursulie Frilaix]]&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>
		<author><name>Esotericlatte</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Trisselle_Ganathain&amp;diff=25182</id>
		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<updated>2014-01-21T05:30:05Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: Typos.&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;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;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;
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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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*[[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;
*[[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;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;&lt;br /&gt;
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[Feeeeeel free to add your own.]&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;!--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;
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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;
 |&amp;lt;!--col5--&amp;gt;[[File:Rpctg00010.jpg|100px|Damien ridicules Trisselle for rejecting him.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Trisselle Ganathain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esotericlatte: I changed a lot of stuff. Oop. Guess that's what happens during maintenance.&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;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.&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 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 have 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;
*[[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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&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;font face=&amp;quot;garamond&amp;quot; style=&amp;quot;font-size:12pt&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It is my sincerest intent to court you, Trisselle, to see what we can discover about each other as well as what we can discover between us. I realize a mature woman like you might scoff at such romanticist ideas but I wouldn't want to be dishonest with you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt; ——[[Damien Leon]]&lt;br /&gt;
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| name = Trisselle Ganathain&lt;br /&gt;
| image = 01tg.jpg&lt;br /&gt;
| imagewidth = 300px&lt;br /&gt;
| caption =&lt;br /&gt;
| title = &lt;br /&gt;
| gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
| citizenship = Gridania&lt;br /&gt;
| race = Elezen&lt;br /&gt;
| clan = Duskwight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1 = Nameday&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_1_value = 23rd Sun / 4th Umbral Moon&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2 = Deity&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_2_value = [[Menphina, the Lover]]&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3 = Height / Weight&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_3_value = 6 fulms, 4 ilms / 162 ponz&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4 = Occupation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_4_value = Botanist, Magistrix&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5 = Orientation&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_5_value = Unknown (Likely Hetero)&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6 = Server&lt;br /&gt;
| stat_6_value = Balmung&lt;br /&gt;
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==History==&lt;br /&gt;
===The Past===&lt;br /&gt;
&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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===The Present===&lt;br /&gt;
&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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===The Hyur Plot===&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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==The Girl==&lt;br /&gt;
===Physical===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Hair Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; White&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Eye Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Dark Grey&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Skin Colour:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Medium Grey&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Dexterity:&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt; Left-Handed&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;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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===Personality===&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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==Affiliations==&lt;br /&gt;
===Family===&lt;br /&gt;
&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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===Friends===&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Aerius Destroven]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::In many ways, he's Garrett's opposite—confident, direct, and upfront, all things that Trisselle can appreciate. He isn't very free with his information, however, and sometimes that can be troublesome. If anything, he would call himself a scoundrel and Trisselle has managed to put it together that while he's constantly in need of 'work,' he means of the underhanded kind, and not the sort that she indulges in. Still, while she understands she shouldn't trust him with anything important, she enjoys his company all the same.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Garrett Sancsaron]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::The aspiring magister she refers to as Master Garrett who can't seem to stop himself from inadvertently setting things aflame. He was the first acquaintance-turned-friend Trisselle made in Ul'dah. She appreciates his modest and reserved viewpoints, but feels he could benefit from some confidence—something he's working on. At Aerius's interference, he admitted he holds a potentially romantic inclination for Trisselle, something she didn't immediately know how to take. She cares for him a great deal, however, and made a promise to him that while she couldn't put herself in so serious a situation she would not let anyone else be to her what he is. &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. Trisselle really knows nothing about him, but every time she sees him outside of 'work,' he's surrounded by ladies, which has really only made her come to the conclusion that he's some sort of ladies' man, which is something he'd probably modestly deny.&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 seems to be the opposite of Trisselle in more than one fashion. She has a physical strength and prowess about her that Trisselle respects and even envies her a little for. But she doesn't know much about Lily, where she's from, or how she came to be at her current station.&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. Since Trisselle knows very little about his kind and their traditions, he was very open about answering some questions for her. He's expressed an interest in having her accompany him to Coerthas, but it's only something she's kept in consideration.&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;
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===Acquaintances===&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Augustine Frost]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Trisselle only ever met Master Garrett with thanks to Augustine's interference. On a night when she was minding her own business and quite pleased by reading, he interrupted her by trying to match her with Master Garrett to be his mate. She doesn't know him well enough to have formed a solid opinion, but she found his previous romantic relationship with a Wildwood to be extremely interesting. She has recently found out that he has two brothers and is from Limsa Lominsa.&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. She's intensely interested in his hair as it reminds her of the ocean, something she hasn't ever seen much of in her life. She thinks he's very personable, easy to talk to, and interesting to boot. He seems to provide food and harvest for special occasions, but she can't say for certain.&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. She met him in Ul'dah when he explained he was writing a Duskwight Elezen into his latest work. Lacking information on her kind, Trisselle was happy to give him a little more background in hopes of furthering him along. She's rather interested in how his works should turnout, but she hasn't had the privilege of crossing paths with him again.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Damien Leon]] - &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;&amp;gt;❀❀&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
::Can love at first sight exist? Trisselle's skeptical, but a first look at his face, and she knew she liked it. Or him. It's hard to say. Damien, a Wildwood Elezen who grew up in Ul'dah, and the son of a sellsword. He works for a mercenary affiliation, but was gifted with an Elezen mentor and retains what Trisselle would consider all of the good traits of their people. Despite their clan differences, he has made it no secret that he desires to officially court her. The man doesn't believe in coincidence, but he does believe in Fate, and it's not difficult to see that he has her quite charmed.&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 seems to be a very confident man, something that Trisselle admires and is sometimes shocked by (if only because of how upfront he is). She knows very little about him, however, and hardly even knows his name.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;[None of these exist yet.]&lt;br /&gt;
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===Restless Road===&lt;br /&gt;
&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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==Miscellaneous==&lt;br /&gt;
===Rumours===&lt;br /&gt;
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* &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; - [[Alexaria Whiteraven]]&lt;br /&gt;
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