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WARNING: This character is manipulative and kind of evil.
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| − | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Born heir to House Wilhelmin, a minor but respectable noble line of Ishgard, Laurent watched his family name erased overnight when the Viscountess—his mother—was branded a heretic. Raised in the Brume by his half-sister Lynette, he trained himself to wield a shield with the hope of protecting those he loved. Lynette’s later death shattered what little faith he had left in Ishgard.<br> | + | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Born heir to House Wilhelmin, a minor but respectable noble line of Ishgard, Laurent watched his family name erased overnight when the Viscountess—his mother—was branded a heretic. Raised in the Brume by his half-sister [[Lynette Greystone]], he trained himself to wield a shield with the hope of protecting those he loved. Lynette’s later death shattered what little faith he had left in Ishgard.<br> |
He rose through the ranks of the Temple Knights with calculated grace, clearing his family’s name and plotting the downfall and deaths of those responsible. Yet vengeance brought no peace. When the Dragonsong War finally came to an end, Ishgard was moving on, but Laurent could not. He laid down his post and left the Holy See, traveling beyond Coerthas in search of meaning — or perhaps punishment. </div></div> | He rose through the ranks of the Temple Knights with calculated grace, clearing his family’s name and plotting the downfall and deaths of those responsible. Yet vengeance brought no peace. When the Dragonsong War finally came to an end, Ishgard was moving on, but Laurent could not. He laid down his post and left the Holy See, traveling beyond Coerthas in search of meaning — or perhaps punishment. </div></div> | ||
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''H O B B I E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''H O B B I E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:# | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Culinary Arts'''. Making food requires love and patience.</font></div> |
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Stargazing'''. The cosmos is magnificient. </font></div> | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Stargazing'''. The cosmos is magnificient. </font></div> | ||
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Reading'''. Books are free experiences that can help you learn from patterns of power and failure. </font></div> | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Reading'''. Books are free experiences that can help you learn from patterns of power and failure. </font></div> | ||
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freely!''</div> | freely!''</div> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “He didn’t even draw his sword when the brawl almost broke out. Just stood there, spoke to them calmly, and in the end they all backed off. No yelling, no threats. That’s the sort of man you respect.” — ''Old Blacksmith.'' |
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “Laurent has a mind for strategy and a heart for people. It’s no wonder the commander values him so highly.” — ''Young Temple Knight.'' |
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “I've never liked those Temple knights, barking orders and threaten folks, but this one? Polite, fair, and actually listened. I don't know if it's the words, cleverness or something else, but he talked to us like humans. Helped rebuild the granary after the storm, worked side by side with us common folk. Makes you think maybe some of them can be trusted.” — ''Farmhand taking a break''.</div> |
| − | <div style=" | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “I always knew they weren’t guilty! Can you believe it? All these years, the whole family was innocent. Laurent made sure justice was done. Honestly, I can’t stop smiling every time I see him at the gates.” — ''Cheerful Girl'' |
| − | Use sparingly or ask first!''</div> | + | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #000000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!''</div> |
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> " | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “I never thought a knight could know his way around the kitchen. He baked a Snowflake Peak for the orphanage last Starlight, and I swear it was the finest cake I've ever tasted.” — ''Orphanage Cook'' |
| − | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #000000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “Remember that Wilhelmein brat? A heretic’s son. His sister too. Yet he walks the halls like he belongs.” — ''Gossiping Temple Knight''.<br> |
| − | before using!''</div> | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “From heretic kin to Knight Templar in less than a decade… And still the commander keeps him close. Either the boy is incredibly talented, or dangerously sly.” — ''Highborn Temple Knight'' |
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “Hmph. So they weren’t heretics after all. I'll admit he’s clever, but you'd be a fool to believe every word that comes out of that boy's mouth.” — ''Suspicious Nobleman'' | ||
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> “He smiles, he bows, he helps everyone… He’s perfect in every way, yes, but too perfect. Best to stay on his good side. Do not become his enemy, you’ll regret it.” — ''Veteran Temple Knight'' | ||
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| + | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #000000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div> | ||
: <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "She doesn’t say it out loud. He doesn’t seem to understand it yet. But it doesn’t matter what name the world gives them. He’s her brother, and she’s his sister. That’s family. And family survives in the Brume when nothing else does." — ''Weathered Old Woman''.</div> | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "She doesn’t say it out loud. He doesn’t seem to understand it yet. But it doesn’t matter what name the world gives them. He’s her brother, and she’s his sister. That’s family. And family survives in the Brume when nothing else does." — ''Weathered Old Woman''.</div> | ||
| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> " | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "Ed and Laurent, huh? Yeah, they’re a strange pair, but... When he’s with Ed, he’s different. He seems a little more like a kid, like she pulls him out of whatever dark place he hides in." — ''Grizzled Mercenary''.</div> |
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "I feel bad for the lad, sometimes. They’ve got him marching in line and quoting history before he’s lost all his baby teeth. I reckon he’s lonely. Seen him looking out windows more than once. It’s not his fault he was born with one funny eye... Makes you wonder if he’ll ever really be a boy, or just a title wearing skin." — ''Stablehand''.<br> | ||
| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#543950;" size="2">■</font> "The young master’s only six, but he sits straighter and speaks clearer than some grown men at court. I’ve never had to correct him twice. That eye of his unnerves some, but I say it’s a sign. That child sees more than he lets on. He was born to rule." — ''Etiquette Tutor''.</div> | ||
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Personal RP Limits'''</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Personal RP Limits'''</div></div> | ||
<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">''Personal record.'' </div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">''Personal record.'' </div></div> | ||
| − | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '''''I will play'''normal stuff. ERP.'' </div></div> | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '''''I will play''' normal stuff. ERP.'' </div></div> |
:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '''''I won't play''' not sure, nothing is off limits for this character as of now. ''</div></div> | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '''''I won't play''' not sure, nothing is off limits for this character as of now. ''</div></div> | ||
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">''Little Tidbits.''</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">''Little Tidbits.''</div></div> | ||
:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''I cannot stress enough that this character is not a good person and I hope no one felt triggered by the manipulation.''</div></div> | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''I cannot stress enough that this character is not a good person and I hope no one felt triggered by the manipulation.''</div></div> | ||
| − | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '' | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''Ed suggested heterochromia to emphasize the 'abnormal' qualities of this character. Kudos to the brilliant idea!''</div></div> |
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| '''Name''' - Laurent Wilhelmein | | '''Name''' - Laurent Wilhelmein | ||
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| − | | '''Title''' - The | + | | '''Title''' - The Eye of the Storm |
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| '''Race''' - Elezen | | '''Race''' - Elezen | ||
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Born heir to House Wilhelmin, a minor but respectable noble line of Ishgard, Laurent watched his family name erased overnight when the Viscountess—his mother—was branded a heretic. Raised in the Brume by his half-sister Lynette Greystone, he trained himself to wield a shield with the hope of protecting those he loved. Lynette’s later death shattered what little faith he had left in Ishgard. He rose through the ranks of the Temple Knights with calculated grace, clearing his family’s name and plotting the downfall and deaths of those responsible. Yet vengeance brought no peace. When the Dragonsong War finally came to an end, Ishgard was moving on, but Laurent could not. He laid down his post and left the Holy See, traveling beyond Coerthas in search of meaning — or perhaps punishment.
Laurent is a tall, lean man with an athletic build honed by years of martial training. Among those who cross his path, he is known as a courteous but distant man. He has light brown hair, often kept long enough to partly shadow his face, and his eyes are strikingly mismatched.
Aspects That Stand Out:
Laurent is outwardly polite and charming, a model of the perfect knight. Beneath that mask, however, he is highly calculating, cunning, and strategic, able to read people and situations with uncanny precision. He is protective of those he cares about, yet trusts very few, and hides his true thoughts behind layers of social grace. His true emotions are expressed only in rare, private moments. There is a kind of alertness and innate distance that had been instilled in him. He looked at things without emotions, and even when he smiled, his eyes didn't bend, as if he was constantly measuring and calculating.
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