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| name = La Pacificatrice
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| caption = <p style="text-align: justify;">'''"Come little children, I'll take thee away, into a land of enchantment."'''</p>
| gender = Female - Unknown
| citizenship = | None
| race = Hyur - Voidsent
| clan = Midlander - Mindflayer
| stat_1 = Nameday
| stat_1_value = 32nd Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon
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| stat_4_value = Annoying kid - Aether-hunter
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|characteroverview= <p style="text-align: justify;">'''This page contain major spoilers and background details. If you need Ophelia (Ereshkigal) for your plots, feel free to walk-up and whisper anytime.'''
'''Do not hesitate to edit the rumors part if you have anything to spread on her!'''</p>

<center>~*~[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-YNNJIe2Vk Musical theme for Ophelia]~*~</center>
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<p style="text-align: justify;"> One for Anger,<br>
Two for Mirth,<br>
Three for a Wedding,<br>
And for for a Birth,<br>
Five for Silver,<br>
But six for Gold,<br>
Seven for a secret,<br>
that's never been told.<br>
Eight for Heaven,<br>
And nine for Hell,<br>
Ten for the Devil,<br>
Who will... <br></p>

<center>'''~*~'''</center>

Eight. Nine...Ten. Ten were there. It was all written in this book. Ten catalysts. Ten gifts. Ten voices to call. Ten bodies ready to exulte, wither and die. The stream of aether dancing in the air, like a sweet perfume enhancing the senses. The flow of aether slowly dripping drop by drop out of these cages of flesh. Life...so fearfully drained of their disordered limbs. Agony flooding from their mouth, thin lips releasing the divine nectar. 
Carcasses of men, sealed with the kiss of the Void.
Extasis.

Ten voices screaming silence into an empty shell. Red darkness blinding. Fear binding. Ten voices called and sung the requiem, throats filled with blood, vomitting flood of red liquid shaped like tentacles and thorns. Blooming like a dantesque rose, the red body of a woman, nurrished by  tainted aether. Pointed deadly and thin fingers shaped like tiny blades clenched on their mouths and ripped the tiny puppet’s limbs apart.

The black door closed. The lines covering the whole tainted room emitted a dark light. And all fell into silence once more. 

''« Ereshkigal. »'' spoke the arrogant fool. 
All dressed in black he stood there. His eyes had no concern for the ten sacrificed mages the creature butchered right in front of him. He was calm. Quiet. His eyes were filled with the confidence of a fool. In his hand  was a finely crafted staff, emitting a purple ominous glow, reflected in the eyes of the Thing he called from this door he just closed behind it.

''« Beware, Mage, for names hold power. »'' the voice replied, escaping from the red lips of the creature, a face shaped into its blood liquid body, tentacles and horns gliding on the ground and walls of the emptied room.

« And it is your power I seek to use. I do hope you had a pleasant meal, but I am afraid I do not have many time to be as formal as propriety would require. » said the man in a delicate polite tone, faint smile on his lips.

The creature approached its thin claws from the Mage, and as it did so, the purple glow of the bone-staff reacted to the lines covering the room, aetherical binds slamming the Blood Lady on the ground as it screeched. The Mage did not even frown.

''« You shall deliver me the secrets I seek. All your knowledge shall be mine. You shall satisfy my needs, for as long as I shall judge that my power does not match my expectations, you shall remain my guest for at least as long as an elezen life. »'' 

''« If knowledge is what thou seek, I shall whisper secrets to thy ears. But there is no need for such display, as I am already binded by the will of He Who Spoke My Name. »''
A brief laughter. The mage nodded slowly. The belah’dian staff did not move though.

''« Ten is for the Void...who shall bend to my will. »'' he said calmly, looking down at the red creature.

''« The pact shall not be broken. I shall fulfill thy wishes as a kind regard for the gift. There...is...no...need. »

« But there is. The Mhachi knew it well. And I shall not make their mistakes. Now...let us begin. It shall take as long as it need. But you shall lend your power to me and guide me to your Queen. »''

The creature hissed angrily under the emotionless expression of the elezen mage. Big black eyes were staring right through the mortal soul. Surely there was a flaw somewhere… Even the tiniest bit of doubt will be enough to shatter this man into tiny pieces. The creature groaned and screeched and enraged, claws rattling the ground in an angry gesture.

The Mage smiled.
Perfect illusion of control.
Another puppeteer show was beginning.}}

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'''Demeanor:'''  <p style="text-align: justify;"> Ereshkigal uses her host as an adorable young hyur girl lost into the city-states, fascinated by all the strangers she meets. She is a patient and calculating creature. First, she sets the bait - sweet puppy eyes, compliments, amazed looks and innocent questions. Then, she plants the seed - getting to know them...attachment, what a peculiar yet useful word. And finaly...well it all depends. Either your aether is the treasure she seeked...or...you might end up crying in the back alleys, learning to fear the feeling of emptiness that seized you when all your flaws were brutally exposed... </p>

'''Nature:''' <p style="text-align: justify;"> Ereshkigal is a devilish clever creature. Through the eyes of her hosts, she has learned the ways of the physical world. She looked into the hearts of these fascinating creatures, and saw all the flaws she could exploit. She knew well how to chose her latest host - for who could look into the eyes of a child and think of nothing but innocence? Friendly smiles, sweet words, tears and lies, all being part of the puppeteer's mascarade. Others coming from the Void would rather chose the brutal way, the way of the hunt, of screams in the dead of the night and blood on the walls. She, however, would rather chose the way of the mind: sweet secrets of a child whispering to your ear, luring you into a formidable land of enchantments...quiet and peaceful...where she can feast on your aether. You don't need it more than she does... </p>

'''Trope:''' <p style="text-align: justify;"> Ereshkigal has certainly motives, and she is a creature of plotting and scheming. But that's a secret, never to be told. </p>

'''Habits:''' <p style="text-align: justify;"> She always follow the same pattern, and learns to evoluate only by a process of mistakes and retries. She usually wants to know everything on whoever might be a target for her motives, before taking any decision. Every move is important when your host's life is at stake, for as long as she lives through it, she's close to feed on this world's aether. Better not catch too much attention and make - a lot of friends - if she wants to stay longer and feast without worries. </p>

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'''Common Appearance:''' <p style="text-align: justify;"> Ophelia, her host, is an adorable young girl. She looks like a porcelain doll, with her white skin and her blonde hairs, eyes of jetblack colour like two beautiful onyx. She has pink cheeks and lips, and she is very expressive. </p>

[[File:Opheliawiki.jpg|500px|thumb|center|Ophelia outfits]]

'''Scars & Markings:''' <p style="text-align: justify;"> There is nothing particular on the girl. Except for her voidal aether, of course. </p>

'''Voice:''' <p style="text-align: justify;"> She has the sweet voice of a child, and likes singing songs to make the adults fond of her. How cute they are when they pat her head, not knowing they are so close to pat...a nightmarish creature who would be as adorable as a morbol. </p>

'''Clothing:''' <p style="text-align: justify;"> She choses the cutest clothes she ever finds, although this sometimes leads to peculiar choices. She also carry with her a little porcelain doll, all dressed with a red gown, painted smile steeling her expression in a rather creepy way. It seems the child is very fond of it, naming the doll Reverie, and telling everyone she is her best friend. It tends to make people very uncomfortable. </p>

[[File:Ereshkigalwiki.jpg|500px|thumb|center|The Crimson Fairy outfits]]

Ereshkigal, in her true appearance, has nothing in common with a cute little girl. The Mindflayer has a crimson liquid body, the upper part being shaped like a woman, the lower part like tentacles and thorns, wings and claws spreading in thin blood-bones. 

[[File:Anima blood elemental by wen m.jpg|500px|thumb|center|True Voidsent Form - Art by Wen-M for Anima]]
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* Aether
* Aether
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'''<p style="text-align: justify;">''' Ereshkigal thinks she is way above of those who lives in the physical plan. For this reason, she never refuses to bargain with the poor souls trying to call for the secrets of the Void. For all these fools thinking they can be worthy of the Void, like the Mhachi thought they were, she has nothing but what they would call disdain. How she loves playing with them. How she loves whining and acting like she is binded to their will...only to drive them mad or devour their aether untill only remains a crual emptiness. Of course, no one can force a voidsent to bend on it's host knees! No one! At least that is what she is convinced of.</p>

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''' <p style="text-align: justify;">''' Ereshkigal knows well how to play with emotions, how to play with the minds and spreads doubts and desires like a disease. Her greatest strenght lies in her ability to control her host like a living doll, making her appear as innocent as moogle, sweet and friendly and adorable. She knows well how bonds can be created, and she hides in the shadows of the white knights in shining armors...only to better lure the weak souls into her web. </p>

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''' <p style="text-align: justify;">''' Ereshkigal thinks she is always in control. She thinks all is but a large game in which you have to be clever if you want to lure your prey. But by thinking she is a creature of higher intelligence, she's blinded by her own flaws. Clever mages could trick her. Voudhunters could catch her. She could lose - but her self-confidence prevents her to see the threat of the physical plan.

She is also craving for aether. All her schemes and plots could fade beyong the promise of an aether pool to feast on. And that is indeed her greatest weakness. </p>

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''' <p style="text-align: justify;">''' Ereshkigal never fights. Her combat is those of the minds. She doesn't need to wield a sword - who would murder such a sweet young girl looking in your eyes with tears rolling on her cheeks? If things should get threatening, there will always be someone to protect her. Always. Either she is a poor child in need for a white knight, or...she is the promise of secret powers no one should wipe from this world before she could whisper her sweet venom. </p>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Lord Adhémar d'Hildegarde'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> Deceased ''')'''  -  '''The Void Mage'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"><p style="text-align: justify;">'''The Scholar:''' He was a kind-hearted man, known for his erudition and his work of charity. He spent most his life studying everything he could regarding Ishgard's History, Faith, Arts, and has been a reliable man for his House. His ability to take good political decisions strenghten the wealth and reputation of Hildegarde, but after the death of his sons, he withdrawned from high society and barely spoke to none but his loyal knight Jean. He led a very secretive life, and did many unexpected things which could cast a shadow over the pure reputation of the family. But his secrets are well hidden, highlighting the man's wit and social skills. He died in the explosion of Hildegarde manor, hideous crime of terrorism performed by the Owl against nobility. Many of his secrets burnt with him in the manor, and with his death perhaps some part of his life shall be one day revealed without fear it might taint the family's lineage. Being the summoner of Ereshkigal is indeed part of it, as well as being the true cause of his whole House's fall.</p></div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Lady Aurore D'Hildegarde'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> Deceased ''')'''  -  '''The Inquisitor'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"><p style="text-align: justify;">'''The Victim:''' She has led quite a busy life chasing heretics and offering their defiled life to the Fury. Be it mere strangers, acquaintances or even children, she was merciless when delivering the Fury's judgement. She was deemed strong and raised her children for war. Although, strangely, she casted her daughter aside in the Scholasticate and never spent much of her time involving herself in her education. People said it was perhaps a wish of his Lordship to have his daughter raised for erudition. The truth might be different. She died in the explosion of Hildegarde manor, hideous crime of terrorism performed by the Owl against nobility. With her death, perhaps the former servants would be less difficult to persuade to reveal how she treated and considered her own daughter. Surely one could speak of the voices she always talked about, and the hideous accusations of love affairs of her husband leading to the birth of bastards...</p></div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Aldéric D'Hildegarde'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> Deceased ''')'''  -  '''The Heir'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"><p style="text-align: justify;">'''The Hero:''' Aldéric was a skilled knight, strongly dedicated to the House. Spending most of his days leading his men into battle, he was praised to be a good general, loved by everyone. Although he had many opportunities to marry and give the House strong heirs, he insisted to be in the heart of the battle. He said he could not raise children in such a chaotic world and wanted to end this war to avoid them living in fear. Or perhaps he never liked women, would say jaelous men. Anyway, his death casted a shadow on Adhémar's life, and perhaps it has something to do with Ereshkigal as well...</p></div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Judicael D'Hildegarde'''</font>  '''('''<font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> Deceased ''')'''  -  '''Another collateral damage'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"><p style="text-align: justify;">'''The Dragoon:''' Judicael was very clse to his brother Alderic. Though he lived in his shadow, he tried hard to match his brother's skills. Being better with a lance he chose to be a Dragoon and ade the oath to follow Alderic's path in protecting Ishgard against the Horde. But he failed miserably. Ereshkigal made sure of that, and of the horror of his death.</p></div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Gabriel D'Hildegarde'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> Deceased ''')'''  -  '''The last prey'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"><p style="text-align: justify;">'''The Impatient:''' Gabriel was raised like his brothers, hearing the same tales of chivalry, dreaming to be as glorious as their ancestors. Though Adhémar wanted him to stay and think more of the bloodline of the House, her mother filled his head with war tales and duties towards the Fury. He insisted to join his brothers in battle - but he was not ready to face the merciless horror of war. Fear was something he had yet to conquer, and what could be more fearful than the wrath of an angry voidsent?</p></div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Lord Théobald De Boisnoir'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">✖</font> Deceased ''')'''  - '''Melisande's first fiance'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"><p style="text-align: justify;">'''The heir of House Boisnoir:''' Théobald was a gentleman praised amongst high society for being a handsome knight. He was the first-born of House Boisnoir, pledged to Durendaire House, and whose reputation has been made through countless heirs joining the Observatory throughout the generations. Théobald was deeply interested in aether and made secretive researchs which led him to shady connexions, such as Lord Adhémar of Hildegarde himself. The mystery of his death is a fog, a riddle unsolved which left the House deprived of its heir. The truth is...Melisande suspecting him of heresy deemed fair to murder him, and by doing so was led into the hell of guilt and hatred. Ereshkigal had her revenge through this, but hell was far from being over for Hildegarde House.</p></div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Diane Margery'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''?'''</font> Unknown ''')'''  -  '''The loyal lover'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"><p style="text-align: justify;">'''The Black Mage''' Diane Margery was a talented thaumaturge who could not bare the limits of the Ossuary teachings and had the courage to dig into forbidden trainings for years, surviving the most hazardous experiments and explorations. When she met the eyes of Lord Adhémar d'Hildegarde in Ishgard she felt they were alike. She seduced him and convinced him to dabble into her most well-hidden secrets...including her intimacy. Their relationship led to the birth of a bastard daughter named Ophelia, whom Adhémar never recognized. Diane and him were rarely seeing each other, but their intense affair and their views on how magic should be used were deadly. Together they managed to find a way to summon Ereshkigal and bind it to Adhémar's will...for a time.</p></div>
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! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''Melisande D'Hildegarde'''</font>  '''(''' <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'''?'''</font> Unknown ''')'''  -  '''The Fallen Maiden'''</div>
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| <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia"><p style="text-align: justify;">'''The Stubborn Stuck-up Elitist:''' [[Melisande D'Hildegarde|See wikipage here]].</p></div>
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