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<div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:12px; color:#000;font-family:Arial;">Lycelle was born in secret, and for a good reason - she is the daughter of an Ishgardian noble and a heretic. For the Wildwood Elezen, this is still an unknown fact as she was adopted since infancy. Her talents in aetherial arts have inspired her to be a researcher in pursuit of knowledge to use and control it. But just paperwork and working on a desk will not do - her true passions lie in adventure, a wanderer seeking for a purpose in life, and for the thrills in exploration.</div></div>
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<div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:12px; color:#000;font-family:Arial;">Lycelle was born in secret, and for a good reason - she is the daughter of an Ishgardian noble and a heretic. For the Wildwood Elezen, this is still an unknown fact as she was adopted since infancy. Her talents in aetherial arts have inspired her to be a researcher in pursuit of knowledge to use and control it. But just paperwork and working on a desk will not do - her true passions lie in adventure, a wanderer seeking for a purpose in life, and for the thrills in exploration.<br>
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Lycelle Astarinn is a scholar deeply entwined with the arcane beyond reason - and she is ''all'' about reason.</div></div>
 
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: ✥ '''Trance:''' <font style="font-family:Arial; font-size:12px; color:#000;">A method used by the Allagans in the Third Astral Era. Should a primal's egi form require too much of a summoner's life form in order to manifest, one may choose to instead channel this primal's essence into their own, effectively fusing them with their powers at a time. Having been researching Allag relics for a period of time and having acquired a soulstone of her own, Lycelle is aware of the theory and methods in order to become a summoner of her merit - however, she has yet to witness the felling of a primal outside of Bahamut and thus has no egi of her own. Having been part of the expedition into the Binding Coil, her own image of the dawn wyrm hearkens more to her terrible confrontation in The Burning Heart, rather than the great harbinger of the Seventh Umbral Era. While she has been successful in sinking into the Dreadwyrm Trance, she has yet to fully master it - its burning rage sears hot enough to overtake her mind. While the aether necessary for the trance burns fast enough to be active no longer than a few scant seconds, the moment she regains her senses the time of the trance has already been passed, destruction possibly endangering both friend and foe. </font><br><br>
 
: ✥ '''Trance:''' <font style="font-family:Arial; font-size:12px; color:#000;">A method used by the Allagans in the Third Astral Era. Should a primal's egi form require too much of a summoner's life form in order to manifest, one may choose to instead channel this primal's essence into their own, effectively fusing them with their powers at a time. Having been researching Allag relics for a period of time and having acquired a soulstone of her own, Lycelle is aware of the theory and methods in order to become a summoner of her merit - however, she has yet to witness the felling of a primal outside of Bahamut and thus has no egi of her own. Having been part of the expedition into the Binding Coil, her own image of the dawn wyrm hearkens more to her terrible confrontation in The Burning Heart, rather than the great harbinger of the Seventh Umbral Era. While she has been successful in sinking into the Dreadwyrm Trance, she has yet to fully master it - its burning rage sears hot enough to overtake her mind. While the aether necessary for the trance burns fast enough to be active no longer than a few scant seconds, the moment she regains her senses the time of the trance has already been passed, destruction possibly endangering both friend and foe. </font><br><br>
  
: ✥ '''Aetherology:''' <font style="font-family:Arial; font-size:12px; color:#000;">This is Lycelle's passion, as well as area of expertise. Among the individuals she has met in her youth, mages were the ones whose skills fascinated her the most. Both natural talent and gruelling years of work have shaped her to be the powerful caster she is today. Her roots lie in thaumaturgy, from the results of her self study and her beginnings in their guild. She believes that all disciples of magic are worth exploring and that widening a mage's repertoire is both fun and advantageous - thus she has recently taken up arcanima as well. While she is aware of the theory in regards of summoning voidsent, she has no plans of performing a ritual in the near future - scripture dictates too many risks and downsides, and Lycelle would not commence an experiment until she is able to reduce that risk. Her defensive skillset is rather lacking: while conjuring aetheric barriers and enchancement is not outside her capabilities, Lycelle lacks the gift to mend wounds or to heal injuries. </font><br><br>
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: ✥ '''Aetherology:''' <font style="font-family:Arial; font-size:12px; color:#000;">This is Lycelle's passion, as well as area of expertise. Among the individuals she has met in her youth, mages were the ones whose skills fascinated her the most. Both natural talent and gruelling years of work have shaped her to be the powerful caster she is today. There is also the arcane properties of draconic essence in her blood, being the daughter of an Ishgardian heretic, although this is yet to be a fact known to her. Her roots lie in thaumaturgy, from the results of her self study and her beginnings in their guild. She believes that all disciples of magic are worth exploring and that widening a mage's repertoire is both fun and advantageous - thus she has recently taken up arcanima as well. While she is aware of the theory in regards of summoning voidsent, she has no plans of performing a ritual in the near future - scripture dictates too many risks and downsides, and Lycelle would not commence an experiment until she is able to reduce that risk. Her defensive skillset is rather lacking: while conjuring aetheric barriers and enchancement is not outside her capabilities, Lycelle lacks the gift to mend wounds or to heal injuries. </font><br><br>
  
 
: ✥ '''Darkside:''' <font style="font-family:Arial; font-size:12px; color:#000;">Recently, deep in the throes of fury and in fear of losing her companions, Lycelle would unconsciously tap into her inner darkness. Wielding it to her feels no different than using the arcane magics of her livelihood, although the lack of a catalyst means that she can use it with any weapon, albeit at the cost of a steady drain on her aether. The ability is characteristic of a Dark Knight yet she doesn't know such a role exists, let alone be aware that she is walking down a similar path. Right now, she only thinks of it as a newfound branch of magic, and nothing more.</font><br><br>
 
: ✥ '''Darkside:''' <font style="font-family:Arial; font-size:12px; color:#000;">Recently, deep in the throes of fury and in fear of losing her companions, Lycelle would unconsciously tap into her inner darkness. Wielding it to her feels no different than using the arcane magics of her livelihood, although the lack of a catalyst means that she can use it with any weapon, albeit at the cost of a steady drain on her aether. The ability is characteristic of a Dark Knight yet she doesn't know such a role exists, let alone be aware that she is walking down a similar path. Right now, she only thinks of it as a newfound branch of magic, and nothing more.</font><br><br>
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<div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:12px; color:#000;font-family:Arial;"> This history is all OOC knowledge, and cannot be known by other characters without permission. Furthermore, nothing here is set in stone - as the game progresses, more points of interest might be included, and some plot points may be changed in order to adhere to lore. There are also spoilers, both minor and major, in relation to the game's questlines. All entries under "In Recent Times" are events that have happened under RP.</div></div>
 
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle was thirteen years old. She undertook her first journey with Rhoe to Gridania, in order to meet the Asta clan for the first time. Hearing her love for knowledge and stories from her mother, they gave Lycelle a tome recording the events of the Fifth Umbral Era. Her interest sparks in the mention of magic, and from then on she decided to start learning the art.</font></div><br>
 
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle was thirteen years old. She undertook her first journey with Rhoe to Gridania, in order to meet the Asta clan for the first time. Hearing her love for knowledge and stories from her mother, they gave Lycelle a tome recording the events of the Fifth Umbral Era. Her interest sparks in the mention of magic, and from then on she decided to start learning the art.</font></div><br>
 
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ At around noon, as they had a small picnic just outside the Astas’ abode, a bright light filled the sky and a dragon’s chorus reverberated throughout the land. It came in the direction of Mor Dhona - Lycelle and Rhoe went home as soon as they could, but it was too late. The village, and their own house, were left in ruins amidst a Garlean battleship’s rubble, and the serpentine dragon that lines in the nearby lake.</font></div><br>
 
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ At around noon, as they had a small picnic just outside the Astas’ abode, a bright light filled the sky and a dragon’s chorus reverberated throughout the land. It came in the direction of Mor Dhona - Lycelle and Rhoe went home as soon as they could, but it was too late. The village, and their own house, were left in ruins amidst a Garlean battleship’s rubble, and the serpentine dragon that lines in the nearby lake.</font></div><br>
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Later that day Lycelle experienced a strange vision of falling stars. It is in that night where she begans to experience another vision - one that recurs throughout the rest of her life. She dreamt of flying alongside dragons, and a place far south of Eorzea. She thought of it as nothing but a dream, until she encountered the same experience awake - and in it she sees the memories of Rhoe, accepting her in Ishgard’s Gates of Judgement.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Later that day Lycelle experienced a strange vision of falling stars. It is in that night where she begans to experience another vision - one that recurs throughout the rest of her life. She dreamt of flying alongside dragons, and a place far south of Eorzea. She thought of it as nothing but a dream, until she encountered the same experience several times awake.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle was sixteen years old. She and Rhoe now live in Camp Revenant’s Toll, but funds were short and this forced Lycelle to accompany her mother in her easier jobs. She has already begun teaching herself thaumaturgy with the help of whatever books she can get her hands on. She also tried to make sense of her visions, but she had too little leads and too few known facts.</font></div><br>
 
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle was sixteen years old. She and Rhoe now live in Camp Revenant’s Toll, but funds were short and this forced Lycelle to accompany her mother in her easier jobs. She has already begun teaching herself thaumaturgy with the help of whatever books she can get her hands on. She also tried to make sense of her visions, but she had too little leads and too few known facts.</font></div><br>
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ A request from the Nelhah clan led them to their settlement in The Black Shroud, wherein Rhoe assisted them in a hunt. Lycelle was left in the camp to help out with the more menial tasks. One of those was the creation of lights using fire-aspected crystals. It was a simple task, until she realized that she didn’t have enough skill to work on the larger clusters. To enhance her capabilities, she decided to brew a potion of intelligence from a recipe she glanced upon the other day. However, the potion was incorrectly prepared.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ A request from the Nelhah clan led them to their settlement in The Black Shroud, wherein Rhoe assisted them in a hunt. Lycelle was left in the camp to help out with the more menial tasks. As she completed one easy job from another, the young mage grew overconfident in her capabilities. Eventually she accepted a complex arcane task, one she believed to meet all requirements for.</font></div><br>
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ The recipe was a potion of Draconic origins, and Lycelle’s concoction used too much dragon blood. Imbued with arcane properties from the potions’ other ingredients, it interacted with the essence in her bloodstream, from both her father and from Ratatoskr. Immediately she transforms into a diresaur - in panic and confusion the dragon blasts fire into the crystals and they explode. Within minutes the location is burned to the ground. Even miles away from Dravania, she would have heard the call of the hoard and she would have joined them - but with the Echo’s protection she has only heard silence. The potion eventually wore off, leaving her back to her natural form.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ However, while she did have the aetheric capacity to complete the job, lack of experience proved to be her downfall. Insufficient control wreaked havoc and created an influx of astral fire energy. Lycelle blacked out after that, and to this day she had no memory on the incident. Survivor testimony, however, proved itself consistent – an explosion occurred, and within minutes a good section of the entire village went in flames. There were no casualties thanks to a steady evacuation, but numerous possessions have turned into ash.</font></div><br>
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Everything was in chaos at the hunters’ return. The survivors did not know how the fire come to pass, and out of trauma Lycelle remembers nothing of the incident. Thinking of it a curse, they decided to dismiss Rhoe and Lycelle from their duties, and made them swear never to associate with any members of their clan ever again.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Everything was in chaos at the hunters’ return. The survivors did not know how the fire come to pass, only suspicions that it happened due to the adventurers assisting them. Thinking of it a curse, they decided to dismiss Rhoe and Lycelle from their duties, and made them swear never to associate with any members of their clan ever again.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle was fifteen years old. Rhoe has deemed her able to start travelling on her own, and so she makes her way to Ul’dah in order to learn more about thaumaturgy. As an adventurer she also had the following goals: to explore and discover ancient ruins and relics, to research and increase her understanding in aether and the ways in manipulating it, and to seek out the truth behind her visions.</font></div><br>
 
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle was fifteen years old. Rhoe has deemed her able to start travelling on her own, and so she makes her way to Ul’dah in order to learn more about thaumaturgy. As an adventurer she also had the following goals: to explore and discover ancient ruins and relics, to research and increase her understanding in aether and the ways in manipulating it, and to seek out the truth behind her visions.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ At the same time Lycelle discovered a fatal weakness - despite any study she may make, she is incompatible towards aetherial techniques in relation to recovery and thus cannot learn or use healing spells. She joined the Alchemist’s Guild such that she could make up for this weakness with the ability to create curatives. With the incident at the village years ago still fresh in her mind, she would not dare to create another faulty potion ever again. At eighteen she learned all that her guildmaster can provide, and so she sets of to wander beyond the reaches of the desert. </font></div><br>
 
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle is twenty years old. Her travels came to an abrupt stop as Dalamud begins its descent towards Eorzea. She has heard of the Grand Company’s call to arms, as well as Louisoix’s guiding hope, but she never became part of the adventurers who would try to prevent Meteor from happening. Instead she assisted in Ul’dah, giving assistance to the Flames and providing help to its residents. In days before the soldiers set out for Carteneau Lycelle bids Rhoe to leave Camp Revenant’s Toll and stay with her abode for now, in fear of what may come to pass. They, too, have participated in the pilgrimage and prayed.</font></div><br>
 
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle is twenty years old. Her travels came to an abrupt stop as Dalamud begins its descent towards Eorzea. She has heard of the Grand Company’s call to arms, as well as Louisoix’s guiding hope, but she never became part of the adventurers who would try to prevent Meteor from happening. Instead she assisted in Ul’dah, giving assistance to the Flames and providing help to its residents. In days before the soldiers set out for Carteneau Lycelle bids Rhoe to leave Camp Revenant’s Toll and stay with her abode for now, in fear of what may come to pass. They, too, have participated in the pilgrimage and prayed.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Rhoe stayed with Lycelle for a while upon learning of the destruction of Camp Revenant’s Toll. Yet Mor Dhona will always be her home, and despite it being ruined twice she decided to make a third one as she assisted in the construction of the new Revenant’s Toll. As the city-states began to mend from the destruction of the Calamity, Lycelle ventured forth once again to continue her adventures. In La Noscea she picked up a new discipline - that of arcanima, and while she did not gain interest towards it as quickly as thaumaturgy, it found its way into Lycelle’s magical repertoire. </font></div><br>
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Rhoe stayed with Lycelle for a while upon learning of the destruction of Camp Revenant’s Toll. Yet Mor Dhona will always be her home, and despite it being ruined twice she decided to make a third one as she assisted in the construction of the new Revenant’s Toll. As the city-states began to mend from the destruction of the Calamity, Lycelle ventured forth once again to continue her adventures.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle is twenty eight years old. She is now a fairly seasoned adventurer, having done a lot of spelunking, foe-burning, and sending-friends-towards-precarious-situations in her time. Her research turns towards two civilisations - that of Mhach and that of Allag, as both were known to command tremendous and destructive magical power. Visions haunt her still, and she has lost all leads of discovering the dragons in her dreams.</font></div><br>
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ In La Noscea she picked up a new discipline - that of arcanima, and while she did not gain interest towards it as quickly as thaumaturgy, it found its way into Lycelle’s magical repertoire. </font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ In a bid to clear both her name and her mother’s, Lycelle entreated the Nelhah clan for a second chance. It sparked a divisive debate among the community, but they eventually decided to lift their ban should she be able to fulfill her mission – retrieve a sacred relic stolen from them by a nearby Ixali encampment. </font></div><br>
: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Lycelle is twenty five years old. She is now a fairly seasoned adventurer, having done a lot of spelunking, foe-burning, and sending-friends-towards-precarious-situations in her time. Her research turns towards two civilisations - that of Mhach and that of Allag, as both were known to command tremendous and destructive magical power. She makes fast friends with her new thaumaturgy guildmasters, to the extent that she assists them to save their brother from a voidsent possession. Visions haunt her still, and she has lost all leads of discovering the dragons in her dreams.
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ A kind-hearted Hearer of Gridania happened to be passing by at the moment, and offered Lycelle to assist with conjury. The mission had been a dangerous one regardless. While they were successful in slipping through their defenses, they were detected soon after retrieving the artifact. Chaos ensued – within minutes they were surrounded, and it took the best of their abilities to escape their blows. Escape was successful, but with a price – a timely blow lethally wounded her Hearer companion, forcing Lycelle to carry her out the rest of the way. </font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Soon after the advent of the Seventh Astral Era, recruitment for an expedition of a cavern underneath Castrum Occidens came up – one that required all volunteers to be in the possession of The Echo. Danger was written all over its detail, and while it intimidated many such a thing only fueled Lycelle’s curiosity. And so she came to be part of the expedition to explore underneath The Binding Coil of Bahamut.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ The first turns were approached in with excitement: it didn’t take Lycelle that long to discover that the ruins they ventured in was Allagan make, a subject that she was heavily enthusiastic about. However, the discovery of Twintania and neurolinks filled her with dread – just to what extent did the Allagans go through in order to reach the advancement they reached? To see the products of their experiments became too much when she recognized the enslaved creatures in the coil – inhabitants of Meracydia, similar to those she has seen in her dreams.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ Among those who has listened to the tempered phoenix’s speech, Lycelle almost turned away from their task in agreement. However, words spurred her resolve back forward – the faults of the past are not the faults of the present, or of the future. Such words drover her and the rest of the party towards The Burning Heart, and after a harrowing near death experience, they have managed to vanquish the Calamity’s harbinger once and for all.</font></div><br>
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: <div style="font-family:Arial;"><font size="2">✥ After this expedition, Lycelle decides to resume her research of the Allag with a renewed goal: to take their technology and knowledge and use it not for the sake of invasion and other atrocities, but for something that is for the good of all. It is then she delved more into their work, and discovered the means to perform the Dreadwyrm Trance.</font></div><br>
 
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: <font style="color:#776699;" size="2">✥</font> "Little Ly is all grown and tall now, hasn’t she? I used to carry her up on my shoulders before. Knew she’d end up being an adventurer someday, just like her mom." — ''Exuberant Elder, Revenant’s Toll''.
 
: <font style="color:#776699;" size="2">✥</font> "Little Ly is all grown and tall now, hasn’t she? I used to carry her up on my shoulders before. Knew she’d end up being an adventurer someday, just like her mom." — ''Exuberant Elder, Revenant’s Toll''.
 
: <font style="color:#776699;" size="2">✥</font> "One of our brightest, if you ask me. There were days where she would do nothing but read up on our books the entire day - she could probably recite Belah’dian history from the back of her mind! Want to have her on your team? Try to show her some crystals or artifacts, and her help is yours." — ''Tiny Thaumaturge, Ul’dah.''
 
: <font style="color:#776699;" size="2">✥</font> "One of our brightest, if you ask me. There were days where she would do nothing but read up on our books the entire day - she could probably recite Belah’dian history from the back of her mind! Want to have her on your team? Try to show her some crystals or artifacts, and her help is yours." — ''Tiny Thaumaturge, Ul’dah.''
: <font style="color:#776699;" size="2">✥</font> "Purple one asked us before if she could forage nearby. In exchange, purple one was kind to offer this one an instructing one that uses milky ones! This one is pleased!" — ''Soft-spoken Sylph, Little Solace.''
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: <font style="color:#776699;" size="2">✥</font> "Purple one became joyous dancing one, and dancing one asked us before if she could forage nearby. In exchange, purple one was kind to offer this one instructing thing with milkroot in it! This one is pleased!" — ''Soft-spoken Sylph, Little Solace.''
 
: <font style="color:#776699;" size="2">✥</font> "Aye, saw her in a battlefield once. Never woulda thought a lithe frame could carry such a giant greatsword. For a second she looked like a spectre, with blood splattered all over her like that. Now, you didn't hear this from me, but I was sure I saw her smiling..." — ''Thoughtful Tinker, Tailfeather.''
 
: <font style="color:#776699;" size="2">✥</font> "Aye, saw her in a battlefield once. Never woulda thought a lithe frame could carry such a giant greatsword. For a second she looked like a spectre, with blood splattered all over her like that. Now, you didn't hear this from me, but I was sure I saw her smiling..." — ''Thoughtful Tinker, Tailfeather.''
 
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: ✥ '''Classes:''' Summoner, Thaumaturge, Dark Knight, Alchemist, Culinarian, Botanist.
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"She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell." ― Nikita Gill.

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VITAL INFORMATION

    ❧ PRONUNCIATION: Lai-CELL AS-ta-rin.
    ❧ NICKNAMES: Ly, Castarinn, "Dragon".
    ❧ RACE & CLAN: Elezen, Wildwood.
    ❧ GENDER: Female.
    ❧ AGE: Twenty Eight.
    ❧ NAMEDAY: 18th Sun, 5th Astral Moon, 1549 S.A.E.
    ❧ ORIENTATION: Pansexual.
    ❧ MARITAL STATUS: Single.

OTHER STATISTICS

    ❧ NATIONALITY: Ishgardian, raised in Mor Dhona.
    ❧ CITIZENSHIP: Ul'dah.
    ❧ FAMILY: Adoptive mother, unknown blood parents.
    ❧ RESIDENCE: The Goblet
    ❧ OCCUPATION: Archaeologist, Aetherologist.
    ❧ PATRON DEITY: Azeyma, The Warden.
    ❧ HEIGHT & WEIGHT: "My, my."
    ❧ ALIGNMENT: Freedom Before Goodness, Chaotic Good.


General Information
Lycelle was born in secret, and for a good reason - she is the daughter of an Ishgardian noble and a heretic. For the Wildwood Elezen, this is still an unknown fact as she was adopted since infancy. Her talents in aetherial arts have inspired her to be a researcher in pursuit of knowledge to use and control it. But just paperwork and working on a desk will not do - her true passions lie in adventure, a wanderer seeking for a purpose in life, and for the thrills in exploration.
Lycelle Astarinn is a scholar deeply entwined with the arcane beyond reason - and she is all about reason.


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Appearance

Eyes
Hair
Skin
Build
Voice
Scarlet. Violet, with highlights. Pale. Willowy. Honeyed, rich, clear.
Bearing
Laterality
Scars
Markings
Style
Relaxed. Born left-handed. Numerous. A dragon tattoo. Elegant, with cloth.

Hair & Eyes
Her violet locks are of a natural colour and she is rather vain towards it, often changing her cut and style whenever the mood strikes her. The color is its one constant, although she also indulges in dying them with highlights - yellow at first, and then eventually scarlet. It matches her eyes, an upturned blood red - often dark and unreadable, except for a bright glimmer that sparks whenever she hears of danger. This Elezen is farsighted; She carries purple framed spectacles wherever she goes, only taking them out for reading.
Physique & Markings
As characteristic of Elezen, most Spoken races would find Lycelle to be tall and lithe of built, albeit her height is average or even slightly short among her kin. A focus on mental capabilities has left her slender, although traces of muscle have been starting to form - evidence of her newfound interest in swordplay.
Natural curves and noticeable assets are absent in her physique - rough edges take their place, and thus Lycelle has been fond of jokingly calling herself a stick. With the proper stylings, it would be possible to come off as more androgynous than feminine. Despite being able to present herself with a calm and laid-back air, unplanned and sudden movements lack the elegance one would expect from her race. Sometimes her long limbs would betray her, causing her to trip in uneven terrain or to be prone to being thrown off balance.
Robes conceal most of her scars, most of them being lacerations or burn marks. They are souvenirs either from battle or from botched experiments, and despite them being covered, Lycelle is not ashamed of them - they are proof of her experience, after all. Despite what most would assume, her dragon tattoo has no connection to her lineage - it is something she wears out of mere whimsy, and nothing more.
Hygiene & Attire
Being covered in dirt and blood is a given in her occupation, but she does prefer being clean whenever she could afford to. Feeling refreshed helps her in being productive, after all. Rarely does she use fragrance, although one can find the subtle scents of flowers or tea about her - at least, if she is playing around with herbs rather than with runes. In battle she carries tones of smoke, a testament for her fondness with fire magic.
Cloth is her preference, albeit she does have pieces of armor and leather in case she is expected to be closer to the frontlines. Despite her lack of mobility she prefers feeling light, only with the occasional packs or pouches to carry whatever she needs. Being an adventurer has her prepared for varied environments, and so not only does she have a varied repertoire, most of them have also been magically enchanted to resist extreme elemental exposure.