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<b>Warning!</b> Ael's story involves mention of death, murder, injury, violence, suicide, and familial abuse. Please read at your own risk if you are sensitive to such themes. | <b>Warning!</b> Ael's story involves mention of death, murder, injury, violence, suicide, and familial abuse. Please read at your own risk if you are sensitive to such themes. | ||
| − | Aelius was born the first--and for a long time only--child to a respected Garlean military general by the name of Stanislas Corinthius and his noblewoman wife. Stanislas was often busy with work, leaving Aelius to be raised primarily by his mother and the household staff. When Aelius was only four years old, his father embarked on an undercover mission into Eorzea that would take two decades. At the time, the young Aelius didn't know the | + | Aelius was born the first--and for a long time only--child to a respected Garlean military general by the name of Stanislas Corinthius and his noblewoman wife. Stanislas was often busy with work, leaving Aelius to be raised primarily by his mother and the household staff. When Aelius was only four years old, his father embarked on an undercover mission into Eorzea that would take two decades. At the time, the young Aelius didn't know the duration or scope of his father's mission, and if his mother did, she certainly didn't inform the small child. With his memories of his father so sparse and from such an early age, most of Ael's knowledge of his father came from his mother and his father's acquaintances. It always seemed to be only good things, tales of his father's accomplishments in war, praise for his calmness and intellect, stories of his prowess in battle and his combat abilities. The young Aelius was of course enamored with the stories, unable to get enough of them. His father was a hero in his eyes, and like most sons, he aspired to be just like him. He missed his father, and every day he watched his mother struggle and try to hide her tears at night, but life went on and he grew older. |
When he had learned to read, he began studying diligently. When he was able to pick up a weapon, he began training endlessly. As soon as he was old enough, he enlisted in the Garlean military, and quickly climbed up the ranks. Aelius dedicated his life to his military career and his training, allowing little distraction. As tempting as women and drink and coin proved to be for the young man, he held to his priorities. And yet, every victory, each accomplishment and promotion felt hollow. They either fell short of his father's achievements, or they were credited to him simply being his father's son rather than his own hard work and talents. It only drove him to try harder and climb higher, catching him in an endless cycle. Now an adult, he learned more about his father's work in Eorzea. To keep his cover in Eorzea, Stanislas had taken a wife in Gridania, even sired another child with her, a daughter. The news left Aelius bitter and conflicted. The father who'd been absent his whole life, who he had longed to meet, had been spending time with another family. Was the man even as grand as everyone else had always made him out to be? | When he had learned to read, he began studying diligently. When he was able to pick up a weapon, he began training endlessly. As soon as he was old enough, he enlisted in the Garlean military, and quickly climbed up the ranks. Aelius dedicated his life to his military career and his training, allowing little distraction. As tempting as women and drink and coin proved to be for the young man, he held to his priorities. And yet, every victory, each accomplishment and promotion felt hollow. They either fell short of his father's achievements, or they were credited to him simply being his father's son rather than his own hard work and talents. It only drove him to try harder and climb higher, catching him in an endless cycle. Now an adult, he learned more about his father's work in Eorzea. To keep his cover in Eorzea, Stanislas had taken a wife in Gridania, even sired another child with her, a daughter. The news left Aelius bitter and conflicted. The father who'd been absent his whole life, who he had longed to meet, had been spending time with another family. Was the man even as grand as everyone else had always made him out to be? | ||
| − | Rather than face the questions, Aelius threw himself even more into his work to keep his mind occupied. When he was 24, the Calamity struck in Eorzea, and his life in Garlemald changed, too, when his father returned, Stanislas's work in Eorzea ended. For his dedication to Garlemald and the invaluable work he had accomplished, Ael's father was promoted to the rank of Legatus, the commander of his own legion within the Garlean army. Aelius's | + | Rather than face the questions, Aelius threw himself even more into his work to keep his mind occupied. Slowly but surely, his goal shifted from being just like his father to being ''better'' than his father. When he was 24, the Calamity struck in Eorzea, and his life in Garlemald changed, too, when his father returned, Stanislas's work in Eorzea ended. For his dedication to Garlemald and the invaluable work he had accomplished, Ael's father was promoted to the rank of Legatus, the commander of his own legion within the Garlean army. Aelius's reunion with his father was hardly heartwarming. Stanislas van Corinthius had barely gotten settled in and exchanged pleasantries with his now adult son before he challenged him to a spar to test his son's competence. Stanislas did not go easy on his son, and the match came to a swift end when Aelius took a blow from his father's blade to his face. The strike left a nasty wound, a permanent, jagged scar stretching diagonally from Aelius's jaw to his cheek, a constant reminder of his failing. |
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| + | But despite it all, the family was reformed. Stanislas quickly conceived another child with his wife--a son by the name of Valerius. With Stanislas still ever busy with work even after his homecoming, Aelius found himself helping his mother to raise the infant when his own work and training didn't occupy his time, though he did still find time to get to know his father and spend time at last with the man he'd heard so much about. Ael soon earned a place as a trusted leader within his father's legion. However, it seemed Eorzea could not be left in the past and forgotten. Only four cycles after his homecoming, Stanislas's aspirations of conquest and power took him back to Eorzea, where he admitted he still had loose ends to tie. While he had otherwise destroyed any evidence of his stay in Eorzea, he had not been able to take the life of his daughter, [[Faye Covington]]. He planned to rectify this folly, either by bringing her back to Garlemald to make her a proper member of his family, or by ending her life if she refused. | ||
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| + | And refuse she did, pleading for another option, and Stanislas begrudgingly complied. He spared her life for the time being, but under the condition that she would give him whatever information he desired and do his bidding. Stanislas van Corinthius soon called his son to join in his work, and Aelius set off for Eorzea, taking with him as his assistant a woman by the name of [[Lucretia Devereux]] who was highly impressed with his military career and eager to pledge her loyalty to him and the Corinthius family. Aelius was tasked with looking after Faye, ensuring she complied with their father's orders and did not flee. He infiltrated her free company, the Harbingers of Dawn, taking the persona of Ael, a bastard mercenary from Limsa Lominsa. | ||
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A Garlean agent who was undercover in Eorzea on a mission related to his family. He was a dutiful soldier who dedicated his life to his family name and the will of Garlemald. After his cover was blown, he took a spill off Highbridge. Presumed dead. Whereabouts unknown. About
Error creating thumbnail: File missing Ael stands tall around 6'3", broad-shouldered with a strong and sturdy form, well-sculpted with muscle thanks to a strict regime of training and work, though it is beginning to fade and give way to a more wiry musculature after moons of inactivity. In fact, if one were to catch him not fully clothed, he appears quite malnourished, very thin and lacking any healthy amount of body fat, as well as covered in scars that appear to be from likely near fatal wounds, clear indicators of where his own bones have been broken and jutted out of his skin. His left eye, forehead, and nearly the entire left side of his face are covered in bandages, though along his jaw where the bandages have ended and his skin is visible runs a long, thick, jagged scar that looks far too old to be reason for the bandaging. Several fresher scars mar his face, but are not quite as severe. Perhaps in a stark contrast to his gruff personality and the rest of his rugged appearance, Ael has a very fair visage with snowy white hair, sickly pale skin, and eye the lightest shade of blue that sometimes glints violet or even red in the right lighting. His ivory locks are overgrown and unkempt, falling messily to obscure his face. His white brow is bushy but arched, his aquiline nose straight and even, eye deeply set and constantly shadowed with a dark circle, cheekbones high though gaunt and sunken, his lips pouty and finely shaped, and his jaw strong and squared. He has a narrow face with relatively handsome and masculine features, though they are somewhat hidden behind the scruffy, unshaven facial hair amassing along his jaw, chin, and upper lip. Fine lines can be found upon his face, a testament that the man has just passed his prime. His posture is slumped and sunken. He moves slowly and painfully, a slight limp to his right leg, the thump of the respective foot just a little bit louder to its counterpart and perhaps vaguely metallic. Overall, he has the look of a man likely once healthy and handsome, but now exhausted and ill. He seems to purposefully stick to the shadows and avoid eye contact with others, hiding his features. He tends to wear dark and loose fitting clothing--and seeing as he resides within Coerthas, clothing that is covering and warm--which is often tattered and dirty. Despite this, he is a man who dresses for the occasion, which betrays his wardrobe to actually include more varied and ornate clothing and armor in better condition than his usual attire. Speech: Ael speaks very little, and when he does, he is a man of few words, more apt to make noncommittal grunts than actual words. His voice is gruff and deep. Though it often sounds a bit tired and weak, seemingly from underuse, there is a commanding bass hidden within it. There is a smoothness to his voice and the pronunciation of his words, as well as evidence of a decent education in his adequate grammar and wide vocabulary if one manages to hear him speak enough that offers a contrast to his rough exterior. Error creating thumbnail: File missing Reserved and generally distrustful of others, Ael is quiet and not forthcoming with information about himself. When he does give details, they are likely to be lies. He's very secretive of his identity, and tries to avoid people, or at the very least, prying conversation with people. Wary that Eorzeans may find out about his heritage and persecute him, and even more concerned that any Imperials he meets may find out his identity and that he is living and drag him back to Garlemald as a failure and a traitor, he is paranoid and reclusive and feels there is almost no one he can trust. He's rather gruff and tends to be short with others. While he may still crack the occasional cocky smile or smartass remark, his humor and happiness seem hard to come by recently. He's tired, and often in physical pain, as well as stricken with guilt for how he has failed his family and his country and become a burden to others. He has no shortage of angst over his shortcomings. He's straight forward, matter of fact and to the point, not wanting any conversation to be more personal or lengthy than it needs to be. He is very conflicted, uncertain about whether he should remain loyal to Garlemald, or find some sympathy with the Eorzeans now. His inability to find an answer has left him apathetic and lethargic, no allegiances to either country nor its people for the time being. He is unsure if either country even deserves his loyalty after being burned by both. Though it is wounded, he retains his pride, causing him endless frustration when he must rely on others or ask for help, or when others ridicule him or look upon him with pity. He detests feeling so weak, helpless, and vulnerable. He has also maintained his vanity, another source of endless anger and shame at his own scarred and disfigured appearance. His pride and ego once meant very much to him, along with combat prowess, good looks, and prominent family name--all things lost or useless to him now, leaving him with next to nothing. His primary motivation is to survive, and regain the strength he has lost. Despite this, he may help an innocent person in need even if it's an inconvenience to himself, holding on to some virtue of justice and honor or maybe even genuine kindness, and perhaps a means to attone for his sins.
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Warning! Ael's story involves mention of death, murder, injury, violence, suicide, and familial abuse. Please read at your own risk if you are sensitive to such themes. Aelius was born the first--and for a long time only--child to a respected Garlean military general by the name of Stanislas Corinthius and his noblewoman wife. Stanislas was often busy with work, leaving Aelius to be raised primarily by his mother and the household staff. When Aelius was only four years old, his father embarked on an undercover mission into Eorzea that would take two decades. At the time, the young Aelius didn't know the duration or scope of his father's mission, and if his mother did, she certainly didn't inform the small child. With his memories of his father so sparse and from such an early age, most of Ael's knowledge of his father came from his mother and his father's acquaintances. It always seemed to be only good things, tales of his father's accomplishments in war, praise for his calmness and intellect, stories of his prowess in battle and his combat abilities. The young Aelius was of course enamored with the stories, unable to get enough of them. His father was a hero in his eyes, and like most sons, he aspired to be just like him. He missed his father, and every day he watched his mother struggle and try to hide her tears at night, but life went on and he grew older. When he had learned to read, he began studying diligently. When he was able to pick up a weapon, he began training endlessly. As soon as he was old enough, he enlisted in the Garlean military, and quickly climbed up the ranks. Aelius dedicated his life to his military career and his training, allowing little distraction. As tempting as women and drink and coin proved to be for the young man, he held to his priorities. And yet, every victory, each accomplishment and promotion felt hollow. They either fell short of his father's achievements, or they were credited to him simply being his father's son rather than his own hard work and talents. It only drove him to try harder and climb higher, catching him in an endless cycle. Now an adult, he learned more about his father's work in Eorzea. To keep his cover in Eorzea, Stanislas had taken a wife in Gridania, even sired another child with her, a daughter. The news left Aelius bitter and conflicted. The father who'd been absent his whole life, who he had longed to meet, had been spending time with another family. Was the man even as grand as everyone else had always made him out to be? Rather than face the questions, Aelius threw himself even more into his work to keep his mind occupied. Slowly but surely, his goal shifted from being just like his father to being better than his father. When he was 24, the Calamity struck in Eorzea, and his life in Garlemald changed, too, when his father returned, Stanislas's work in Eorzea ended. For his dedication to Garlemald and the invaluable work he had accomplished, Ael's father was promoted to the rank of Legatus, the commander of his own legion within the Garlean army. Aelius's reunion with his father was hardly heartwarming. Stanislas van Corinthius had barely gotten settled in and exchanged pleasantries with his now adult son before he challenged him to a spar to test his son's competence. Stanislas did not go easy on his son, and the match came to a swift end when Aelius took a blow from his father's blade to his face. The strike left a nasty wound, a permanent, jagged scar stretching diagonally from Aelius's jaw to his cheek, a constant reminder of his failing. But despite it all, the family was reformed. Stanislas quickly conceived another child with his wife--a son by the name of Valerius. With Stanislas still ever busy with work even after his homecoming, Aelius found himself helping his mother to raise the infant when his own work and training didn't occupy his time, though he did still find time to get to know his father and spend time at last with the man he'd heard so much about. Ael soon earned a place as a trusted leader within his father's legion. However, it seemed Eorzea could not be left in the past and forgotten. Only four cycles after his homecoming, Stanislas's aspirations of conquest and power took him back to Eorzea, where he admitted he still had loose ends to tie. While he had otherwise destroyed any evidence of his stay in Eorzea, he had not been able to take the life of his daughter, Faye Covington. He planned to rectify this folly, either by bringing her back to Garlemald to make her a proper member of his family, or by ending her life if she refused. And refuse she did, pleading for another option, and Stanislas begrudgingly complied. He spared her life for the time being, but under the condition that she would give him whatever information he desired and do his bidding. Stanislas van Corinthius soon called his son to join in his work, and Aelius set off for Eorzea, taking with him as his assistant a woman by the name of Lucretia Devereux who was highly impressed with his military career and eager to pledge her loyalty to him and the Corinthius family. Aelius was tasked with looking after Faye, ensuring she complied with their father's orders and did not flee. He infiltrated her free company, the Harbingers of Dawn, taking the persona of Ael, a bastard mercenary from Limsa Lominsa.
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