Siovant Parlemaix

Siovant Gascogne
Biographical Information
Birth Name	Siovant Gascogne
Nickname(s)	Siovant Parlemaix
Guardian	Thaliak, the Scholar
Birthplace	Ishgard
Born	4th Sun of the Fourth Umbral Moon
Race	Elezen
Clan	Wildwood Elezen
Family	House Gascogne/House De’bayle
Physical Attributes
Hair	Black
Eyes	Amber
Height	6 fulms 11 ilms
Weight	223 ponze
Equipment
Primary Weapon	Greataxe
Secondary Weapon	Dagger
Career Information
Occupation	Mercenary
Out-of-Character Information
Time Zone	EST (UTC−5:00)
Free Company	[House De'bayle]
Server	Balmung
Job	A
Footnotes

Early Life to Adulthood

Siovant was the unfortunate result of an extramarital tryst between an Ishgardian nobleman and a Gridanian commoner. In his youth, Siovant was considered an outcast by both cultures and he quite quickly grew into a cynical, bitter young man.

Educated in Ishgard, and trained vigorously in martial pursuits, it was clear that the mixed-blooded Elezen had a talent for war. It would be a long time before he put it to good use, however.

Early in his youth, he fled his home to live as a travelling minstrel after he'd experienced childish infatuation for a dancer in the same troupe. His obsession was viewed by others with pity and amusement, and it was a surprise to nobody when he was left heartbroken.

Eager for change, he lied about his age and enlisted with the Wailers and quite quickly gained recognition for his talents. Though, his time with them was short.

After being discharged from the Wailers, he soon enlisted with the Order of the Twin Adders and continued his upwards-climb.

When his time with the Adders had drawn to a close, he briefly worked solely through a union between House Gascogne and House De'bayle, but after a period of betrayal and heartbreak he left to pursue his own destiny.

Appearance

Siovant struck a considerable and eye-drawing figure. Tall, even among his Elezen kin, and built with the musculature atypical for the normally-willowy Gridanians. Truly, his body is a testament to a life of strife and struggle, hardened tone twisted and knotted beneath his well-scarred flesh.

And there were scars aplenty. Puckered, ill-healed, or fresh. They were abounds, and he was loathe to share any more than the vaguest of details about them.

Sharp, golden hues sat deeply-sunk in his head. Harsh and angular in their attention. Gazing hawkishly down over his large, curved nose. Even if not for his near-predatory glare, there was something avian about that visage.

Thick ebon locks could be seen either tumbling about his shoulders or tied up tightly behind his head.

The Elezen bore all the severity and discipline of a professional soldier. Moving and acting with the height of manner, never faltering or wasting a gesture.

His clothing, and uniform, were never anything but absolutely immaculate. Arms and armor scoured of any trace of flaw.

Truly fussy.

Clothing

Generally Siovant dressed himself as if he expected to be inspected. And black was usually his tone of choice.

Personality

Siovant was a man of many masks, rarely allowing anybody less than a trusted confidant to peer past the well-prepared act that he displayed for the public.

Haughty, cold, and dismissive while maintaining an attitude of absolute etiquette. It wasn't rare to find the Elezen weaving a bold insult into a seemingly innocent statement. His intent hidden cunningly behind a sickly-sweet smile, lavish with forced warmth.

That being said, he rarely minced words or beat around the bush with his intent.

He was extremely slow to trust, and even slower to lower his guard. Strangers would scarcely get a second impression, though they'd never know that he regarded them with disdain.

Ruthless, and unflinching in the face of violence and death, Siovant has been long-desensitized to the horrors of war and strife.

Likes & Dislikes

Likes ■ Black Coffee ■ Sandalwood ■ Cats ■ The Color Blue ■ Early Mornings ■ Late Nights

Dislikes ■ Sweets ■ Slow-walkers ■ Hospitals ■ Disorder ■ Humidity

Random Trivia ■ Always takes the stairs two at a time. ■ Terrible with names. ■ Likes having his hair touched. ■ Can’t sleep on his back.

PC Rumors Some of these rumors are true, untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own. ■ "Siovant is the sun to my day. Charming, headstrong - if not sometimes unapproachable - he has made a place in my heart that is irreplaceable. Things are different now, but that is something that will never change. He will never not be my Keeper." -Adelise De'bayle ■ "Siovant could have been a prestigious leader, had he the drive. Instead he busies himself with grudges and betrayals, wasting his talent."" -Lord Filsont Gascogne ■ "I saw something in his eyes last we met. Something different. Like he was alive again." -Unknown ■ "Write here" -Rumor Monger

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