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''Vallerin rapped firmly on the metal door to the Commander's chambers, his plate mail gauntlets causing a much louder bang then he intended. The young Elezen then reached up and lifted his helmet's visor, attempting to wipe the sweat from his brow with the dirt stained leather glove he wore beneath the dented hand plating. He waited for what seemed like days, until the gruff voice of the Commander could finally be heard. "Come!" the voice said, signaling that entry was approved.''
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''Vallerin rapped firmly on the metal door to the Commander's chambers, his plate mail gauntlets causing a much louder bang than he intended. The young Elezen then reached up and lifted his helmet's visor, attempting to wipe the sweat from his brow with the dirt stained leather glove he wore beneath the dented hand plating. He waited for what seemed like days, until the gruff voice of the Commander could finally be heard. "Come!" the voice said, signaling that entry was approved.''
  
''Vallerin pushed the large door inward, the creaking of the rusted hinges filling his ears. Once through the threshold he took a few short strides before stopping in front of the Commander's desk, quickly performing the Ishgardian salute he had done so many times before during his service. "You sent for me Sir?" Vallerin asked in a nervous tone. The large Elezen seated at the desk barely looked Vallerin's way as he slid a rolled up piece of fresh parchment towards him. The command spoke in a form, uncaring tone "You are hereby discharged. Turn in your arms and armor at the armory. You may pack one satchel of belongings, then report to the south gate for extradition." For some reason the words did not hit Vallerin as hard as they should have, and he stood there holding his salute for quite some time, letting them sink in.''
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''Vallerin pushed the large door inward, the creaking of the rusted hinges filling his ears. Once through the threshold he took a few short strides before stopping in front of the Commander's desk, quickly performing the Ishgardian salute he had done so many times before during his service. "You sent for me Sir?" Vallerin asked in a nervous tone. The large Elezen seated at the desk barely looked Vallerin's way as he slid a rolled up piece of fresh parchment towards him. The commander spoke in a firm, uncaring tone "You are hereby discharged. Turn in your arms and armor at the armory. You may pack one satchel of belongings, then report to the south gate for extradition." For some reason the words did not hit Vallerin as hard as they should have, and he stood there holding his salute for quite some time, letting them sink in.''
  
 
''Snapping him out of his trance was the heavy slam of a plated glove belonging to one of the Commander's first guard, Vallerin turned to look at the man, then reached down and grabbed the parchment from the desk, finally dropping his salute. The guardsman spoke "Come on, let's get on with it!" Vallerin had one last question for the Commander. "My family, have they left already?" The gruff man responded with flick of his wrist, obviously signaling the guards to expedite Vallerin's departure. With a less than gentle shove, a new chapter in his life was about to begin, heading out into the snow before the guards took more than his birthright and career.''
 
''Snapping him out of his trance was the heavy slam of a plated glove belonging to one of the Commander's first guard, Vallerin turned to look at the man, then reached down and grabbed the parchment from the desk, finally dropping his salute. The guardsman spoke "Come on, let's get on with it!" Vallerin had one last question for the Commander. "My family, have they left already?" The gruff man responded with flick of his wrist, obviously signaling the guards to expedite Vallerin's departure. With a less than gentle shove, a new chapter in his life was about to begin, heading out into the snow before the guards took more than his birthright and career.''
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Vallerin would later learn that his oldest brother had been convicted of providing military intelligence to heretics, but was able to escape his captivity. As a precaution, his entire family was stripped of their titles, land, and were summarily exiled from Ishgard while Vallerin was deployed on his 6 month patrol in Coerthas. Fearing that Vallerin may have been in league with his sibling, no word was ever sent to his unit by the Holy See, hoping to capture and question him upon his return. Vallerin has heard no word from his parents, nor his younger brother, a fact that secretly haunts him to this day.
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Vallerin would later learn that his oldest brother had been convicted of providing military intelligence to heretics, but was able to escape his captivity. As a precaution, his entire family was stripped of their titles, land, and were summarily exiled from Ishgard while Vallerin was deployed on his 6 month patrol in Coerthas. Fearing that Vallerin may have been in league with his sibling, no word was ever sent to his unit by the Holy See, hoping to capture and question him upon his return. Vallerin has heard no word from his parents, nor his siblings, a fact that secretly haunts him to this day.
  
 
The exile provided Vallerin with an opportunity to visit many places in Eorzea that he would have never seen behind the walls of The Holy See. With no resources of any kind, he was forced into a life of freelance adventuring. He took many jobs as he wandered, learning about new and interesting cultures, meeting all sorts of people. His travels eventually took him to the city state of Gridania. It was there that he met an order of adventurers known as 'The Harbingers of Dawn'. He was accepted into their ranks, and has been working for them ever since.
 
The exile provided Vallerin with an opportunity to visit many places in Eorzea that he would have never seen behind the walls of The Holy See. With no resources of any kind, he was forced into a life of freelance adventuring. He took many jobs as he wandered, learning about new and interesting cultures, meeting all sorts of people. His travels eventually took him to the city state of Gridania. It was there that he met an order of adventurers known as 'The Harbingers of Dawn'. He was accepted into their ranks, and has been working for them ever since.

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 Vallerin Hortimont
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Gender Male
Race Elezen
Clan Wildwood
Citizenship Ishgardian Exile
Occupation Martial Branch Lieutenant - Harbingers of Dawn
Guardian Halone, The Fury
Nameday 1st Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon
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Vallerin Hortimont was born and raised in Ishgard. His family was well respected, and had a long record of military service within the Holy See. Vallerin himself eventually received combat training, along with his two brothers, and joined the Ishgardian military at a young age. He was deployed away from his siblings, and never had much contact with them during his service. The identity of his siblings are a mystery, and it is not something that Vallerin shares openly.

Upon returning from his tour of duty, a cold welcome was awaiting him. His family had gone missing, their manor was empty, no trace of them anywhere. Upon entering his home to investigate further, a company of Temple Knights descended on him before the ice could even melt from his boots. He was hauled away to the gaol without a single explanation, not even given a chance to change out of his armor. Stripped of his weapons, he sat shivering in a cell in full plate for what seemed like days. Eventually he was released, on the condition that he report immediately to his superior. Trudging up the iron steps that lead from the gaol, he eventually exited into the light of the courtyard. Met with an unnaturally fierce blizzard, he made his way to the keep before him. He felt the eyes of every guard upon him as he entered, taking the familiar route to the Commander's office, leaving a trail of melting snow behind him. Below is a record of the events that took place at the keep that fateful day.

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Vallerin rapped firmly on the metal door to the Commander's chambers, his plate mail gauntlets causing a much louder bang than he intended. The young Elezen then reached up and lifted his helmet's visor, attempting to wipe the sweat from his brow with the dirt stained leather glove he wore beneath the dented hand plating. He waited for what seemed like days, until the gruff voice of the Commander could finally be heard. "Come!" the voice said, signaling that entry was approved.

Vallerin pushed the large door inward, the creaking of the rusted hinges filling his ears. Once through the threshold he took a few short strides before stopping in front of the Commander's desk, quickly performing the Ishgardian salute he had done so many times before during his service. "You sent for me Sir?" Vallerin asked in a nervous tone. The large Elezen seated at the desk barely looked Vallerin's way as he slid a rolled up piece of fresh parchment towards him. The commander spoke in a firm, uncaring tone "You are hereby discharged. Turn in your arms and armor at the armory. You may pack one satchel of belongings, then report to the south gate for extradition." For some reason the words did not hit Vallerin as hard as they should have, and he stood there holding his salute for quite some time, letting them sink in.

Snapping him out of his trance was the heavy slam of a plated glove belonging to one of the Commander's first guard, Vallerin turned to look at the man, then reached down and grabbed the parchment from the desk, finally dropping his salute. The guardsman spoke "Come on, let's get on with it!" Vallerin had one last question for the Commander. "My family, have they left already?" The gruff man responded with flick of his wrist, obviously signaling the guards to expedite Vallerin's departure. With a less than gentle shove, a new chapter in his life was about to begin, heading out into the snow before the guards took more than his birthright and career.

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Vallerin would later learn that his oldest brother had been convicted of providing military intelligence to heretics, but was able to escape his captivity. As a precaution, his entire family was stripped of their titles, land, and were summarily exiled from Ishgard while Vallerin was deployed on his 6 month patrol in Coerthas. Fearing that Vallerin may have been in league with his sibling, no word was ever sent to his unit by the Holy See, hoping to capture and question him upon his return. Vallerin has heard no word from his parents, nor his siblings, a fact that secretly haunts him to this day.

The exile provided Vallerin with an opportunity to visit many places in Eorzea that he would have never seen behind the walls of The Holy See. With no resources of any kind, he was forced into a life of freelance adventuring. He took many jobs as he wandered, learning about new and interesting cultures, meeting all sorts of people. His travels eventually took him to the city state of Gridania. It was there that he met an order of adventurers known as 'The Harbingers of Dawn'. He was accepted into their ranks, and has been working for them ever since.

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